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Jiang Lu stroked his chin, looked at the places she pointed, and nodded silently: "Hmm... sofa... bathtub... table..."
While he was observing the terrain, Aunt Hong seemed to have finally made a decision.
"Yeah! Okay! That's it!"
"What?" Jiang Lu looked at her in confusion.
Aunt Hong raised her head, glanced lightly at Jiang Lu's face, then immediately lowered her head in embarrassment, paused for a moment, and slowly unbuttoned her collar.
"Although...although you said I don't need to do anything special...but...I still want to do something within my ability..."
Aunt Hong's face was flushed all the way to her ears. She tilted her head slightly, looked at the carpet under her feet, and stammered:
"Didn't you use me to increase your luck when you were in the casino, and successfully opened a rare treasure that even the Lord wanted? Then I think...even if I can't do anything, it should be okay to help you increase your luck, right?"
As she spoke, she opened her collar just enough to fit a hand in.
Jiang Lu blinked: "You mean, you want to help me get some luck like in the casino?"
"Hmm..." Aunt Hong's voice was as soft as a mosquito.
One can imagine how much courage she mustered to make this suggestion.
"If I don't do this, you will probably be disappointed and feel useless, right?" Jiang Lu asked.
"Well..." Aunt Hong nodded: "So, please... please don't consider my feelings and use me as you please."
"Is that what you think..." Jiang Lu sighed: "I really can't do anything with you..."
As he said this, he reluctantly sat back and held out his hand...
Chapter 308 Jiang Lu's Daily Life
Sitting next to Aunt Hong, Jiang Lu stretched out his hand around her snow-white neck with an elegant curve like a swan, and rested his elbow on her distinct collarbone, allowing his forearm to droop naturally.
Even when he was in the casino, he had felt the softness with his palm, but there were so many people around at that time that even Jiang Lu couldn't help but restrain himself subconsciously and could only swallow it whole. Even if it was a ginseng fruit, he just swallowed it whole like Zhu Bajie and didn't taste anything.
But now it’s different, the night is long and there is plenty of time to savor it slowly.
Jiang Lu couldn't see the situation of his men through their clothes and could only feel their way. But this didn't make him feel impatient. Instead, it was like a black gauze blindfold covering his eyes, adding a touch of interest to the gradual escalation that should have been dull.
And precisely because of the clothes covering her, Aunt Hong was able to sit next to Jiang Lu more naturally. Although the feeling of being at the mercy of others was a little strange to her, it was not unbearable.
Just like an anaconda that has found a new home, Jiang Lu's palms probed the thousand-year-old tree in front of him little by little. The lines on his knuckles and palms were like the dense scales on the giant python's body. They looked smooth, but still brought considerable friction.
This gave Aunt Hong, who grew up in the fertile land of Fangzhu Mountain and had delicate and soft skin, a strange feeling.
First it was covered with warmth, then it was wrapped and rolled in the rough sand, and finally it gradually became hot.
Perhaps it was the body's protective mechanism at work. The places where Jiang Lu had climbed on became tense, trying to pretend to be hard armor to block external invasion.
But it's all in vain.
They soon discovered that in the face of absolute power, no matter how hard the armor was, it would be destroyed.
As Aunt Hong twitched, she no longer sat upright, but slumped over Jiang Lu's shoulder, holding him tightly with both hands, begging for mercy in a sobbing voice: "It's going to break... it's going to... it's not going to be able to go back to its original state..."
Jiang Lu used his other free hand to lift her head that was resting on his shoulder and tuck the long hair that hung down in front of her forehead behind her ears, and whispered to comfort her: "Don't underestimate the mystery of the body, bastard! How could it lose its elasticity and break down at such a level!"
"But...but...it's very strange..."
Yes, of course it's weird.
After all, when he was in the casino, Jiang Lu really went there to change his luck, but now there is a big difference.
To borrow a famous quote from the famous Kung Fu master, Master Ma: He said he was just hitting randomly, but he wasn’t just hitting randomly, he was well prepared!
Jiang Lu did not respond, but patiently used the skills he learned in the blind massage parlor and attacked Aunt Hong's weaknesses with all his strength.
But strangely, just when her most fundamental weakness was about to be revealed, Jiang Lu touched something strange.
After a gentle press, Aunt Hong's shoulders began to tremble.
"What is this?" Jiang Lu asked curiously.
Aunt Hong was extremely shy at the moment, but she still answered in a low voice: "If you wear underwear under the cheongsam, there will be marks... but if you don't wear it, it will rub against it... so... so I put this on..."
Jiang Lu then understood what this thing was.
"I don't like it," he said.
Then Aunt Hong felt that Jiang Lu was using his fingernails to press against the edge of that thing, prying open a crack, and then gently lifting it up, and she immediately felt a cool sensation on her chest.
"This thing is not good." Jiang Lu said in a warning tone: "It is not breathable. It will be very uncomfortable if you wear it for a long time. Look, you are sweating."
After saying that, he gently helped Aunt Hong wipe the wetness caused by sweat.
But this was obviously beyond Aunt Hong's scope.
After all, that was the most vulnerable point on her body. Just a gentle touch of Jiang Lu's fingers caused an invisible electric current to pass through her brain, causing her thoughts to instantly become confused and completely losing the ability to think rationally.
At this moment, she was like a puppet, unable to perform any autonomous actions, but just mechanically responding to Jiang Lu's manipulation.
"Really..." She hunched over, curled up her belly, and squeezed out a few syllables from between her teeth: "So strange..."
"So why not just stop here?" Jiang Lu tilted his head: "I feel like my luck has indeed improved a little."
After saying this, he pretended to withdraw his hand.
"Don't... I just said it was strange, not uncomfortable..." At this moment, Aunt Hong felt a sense of emptiness in her heart and subconsciously hugged her arm and pressed it back hard: "And you said it really helped you, so what reason do you have not to continue?"
"That's true." Jiang Lu smiled and nodded reluctantly.
at the same time.
Jin Yao, who had just taken a comfortable bath after a long time, was sitting by the window, staring blankly at the half moon hanging high in the dark night.
The moment she stood up from the tub and left the hot water with rose petals floating in it, she felt inexplicably lost, as if she had just finished reading a novel or watching a very long movie.
She originally wanted to further refine and consolidate it so that she could build a perfect foundation after getting the foundation-building materials that Jiang Lu got from the Law Enforcement Bureau tomorrow.
But when she really had to do it, she found that she had no motivation at all.
"Strange...what's going on?"
She couldn't help but think about what had just happened.
"I have to consolidate my realm tonight, so don't come to me for now. Although it will be a bit uncomfortable, I hope you can be patient." After she said this to Jiang Lu, she closed the door of her room.
Then she finally realized why she felt lost.
"Damn it, I told you not to come to me, are you really not going to come to me?"
Thinking of this, she stood up angrily, pushed open the door, and went straight to Scythe and the others' room.
After a series of hurried knocks on the door, Scythe, who had just finished washing up, opened the door.
"What happened?" he asked confusedly.
"Is Jiang Lu here with you?" Jin Yao asked.
"No." He shook his head and explained, "Because the hotel didn't have a triple room, so he booked another room for himself."
"Do you know the room number?"
"Well... he seemed to have mentioned it, it's 2024, right?" Scythe said, turning his head and asking the performer who was drying his hair.
The latter nodded: "2024 is right."
"Got it." Jin Yao nodded and turned away.
"Hey!" Seeing this, Scythe poked his head out of the door and said, "By the way, he told us that he had something important to do and told us not to go to him unless it was something important."
But Jin Yao seemed not to hear it.
The performer pulled him back and said, "Stop talking so much. Maybe this is the important thing."
Scythe closed the door, turned around and said to the performer: "But you are still wrong, they really don't live together."
"What difference does it make? Isn't she going to look for him now?"
"That's true." The performer shrugged and lay down on the bed. "It has nothing to do with us anyway. Go to bed early. We can build our foundation tomorrow."
"Building a foundation..." The performer's eyes showed some anticipation: "This is really like in the novels. Who would have thought that one day I could become an immortal?"
"It's a long way from being an immortal. It's just building a foundation, not ascending." Scythe was very rational: "Okay, don't act like a primary school student going on a spring outing the next day. Didn't Jin Yao say that you must concentrate when building a foundation and never stay up late?"
"Staying up late..." The performer looked out the window, then at the clock in the room: "It's only two hours until dawn, right, buddy?"
But he didn't hear Scythe's answer, and when he looked at his bed, he saw that Scythe was already asleep.
"It's so fast..." The performer shook his head and lay back on his bed.
the other side.
After getting Jiang Lu's room number, Jin Yao walked on the open-air corridor of the hotel. The more she looked at the room numbers, the more strange they seemed to her.
"Is it necessary to go so far to open a new room?"
As the most luxurious hotel in Nanjiang City, it has at least a hundred guest rooms and covers a huge area. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a garden. She was almost confused by the several entrances and exits.
But in her opinion, no matter how big the hotel is, since they checked in at about the same time, the rooms they were assigned should be not far from each other.
Like her room and the sickle performer's room, they were even different in type, one was a single room and the other a double room, but they were only a few dozen steps apart.
Why does Jiang Lu live so far away?
It took about ten minutes to walk and look around. Jin Yao felt that she had walked from the west end to the east end before she found Room 2024 in an inconspicuous corner.
"That's it, isn't it?"
Without thinking, she knocked on the door.
inside the room.
"Someone... is knocking on the door..." Aunt Hong had sharp ears and even though she was in the bathroom, she could hear the knocking on the door immediately.
"Zundujidu?" Jiang Lu pushed open the bathroom door and indeed heard a knock on the door.
"Your ears are pretty good." He first pinched Aunt Hong's earlobe lovingly, and then said in a somewhat strange tone: "But I didn't order room service."
Although it was strange, he still asked loudly: "Who is it?"
But no one responded from outside the door.
"Strange..." Jiang Lu muttered.