Zhou Yan leaned against the door. At this time, Qiao Shishi opened the door and walked out.
She glanced at Zhou Yan with some resentment.
She originally thought that Zhou Yan was interested in her body, so he invited her to the hotel.
In front of 400,000 yuan, she chose to bow to Zhou Yan, compromise to Zhou Yan, and sell her body to Zhou Yan.
But Zhou Yan did not accept it.
Instead, he crushed her self-esteem under her feet and asked her to give Zhou Yan that thing... Qiao Shishi felt a chill in her heart when she thought of having her head pressed by Zhou Yan just now.
She only felt that this was more humiliating than being bullied by Zhou Yan.
But what Zhou Yan just said is right.
He just gave himself a choice.
The one who really makes the choice is yourself.
It was she who chose to compromise in the end, no wonder Zhou Yan.
And she didn't throw away her most precious thing.
After all, you just use your mouth and gargling can be used as if nothing happened.
Ten thousand, once.
Qiao Shishi suddenly felt that it was fair.
She was a little too whimsical before. She overestimated herself and underestimated Zhou Yan.
I just don’t know if I will choose to continue this seemingly fair but actually very unfair exchange of equal value after this time.
Qiao Shishi doesn't know.
Zhou Yan looked at Qiao Shishi, whose eyes were a little sad, and said, "Let's go. I've told you what should be said and what shouldn't be said. Don't regret the choice you made."
Qiao Shishi looked at Zhou Yan and asked in a low voice: "Zhou Yan, do you mean what you say?"
Zhou Yan: "For the math, 390,000."
It can be said that Zhou Yan got great psychological satisfaction and pleasure from having such a beauty give him a blowjob.
Although Zhou Yan was a little interested in Qiao Shishi's previous idea of selling her body, he knew that once he did so, it would definitely create a hidden danger.
The time has not come yet.
At this time, Zhou Yan could only take advantage of Qiao Shishi's words.
If he really wants to go online, he will definitely be the one who suffers in the end.
Qiao Shishi could sell her body for 400,000 yuan, but Zhou Yan would never give up his long-term interests for Qiao Shishi.
This is unwise.
Qiao Shishi was slightly relieved when she heard Zhou Yan's words: "Just do the math."
Ten thousand at a time.
If I come here a few more times... Qiao Shishi felt nauseated again when she thought of this, but for some reason, she didn't seem to be very repelled. Even if this nausea was just an instinctive reaction.
Is it because it's been done once?
Qiao Shishi thought so.
Zhou Yan saw Qiao Shishi dazed and said, "Why are you dazed? We can leave."
"oh."
Qiao Shishi quickly followed Zhou Yan.
Seeing Zhou Yan acting like a normal person, Qiao Shishi suddenly had a doubt in her heart.
Is it really Zhou Yan who is bullying her?
In other words, Zhou Yanzai was using his own way to help himself.
Even this method is not very glorious.
But it's better than my own somewhat despicable and crazy idea.
There is still a burning pain on her face. It was swollen by Zhou Yan before and has not recovered yet, but it is always reminding her of how she lost her dignity bit by bit.
Qiao Shishi's heart was a little confused.
She followed Zhou Yan into a taxi, returned to the airport, and sat on the plane.
Looking at Zhou Yan who was concentrating with his eyes closed, Qiao Shishi wanted to ask Zhou Yan several times what he was thinking.
But Qiao Shishi didn't say anything in the end, because...it didn't make much sense.
Qiao Shishi closed her eyes and shed two lines of tears. An inexplicable sadness brewed in her heart and lingered for a long time.
...
Zhou Yan and Qiao Shishi returned to school.
At the school gate, Zhou Wan was already waiting.
She smiled and said hello to Zhou Yan and Qiao Shishi, and found that Qiao Shishi's eyes were red: "Shishi, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, Sister Wan. When I saw my dad before, I cried a lot." Qiao Shishi explained with a smile.
"Is everything okay, uncle?" Zhou Wan asked.
Qiao Shishi smiled and shook her head: "It's okay, Zhou Yan lent me the money, and the family problem has been solved."
"That's good." Zhou Wan nodded. For some reason, she always felt that Qiao Shishi was a little absent-minded.
But she didn't think much about it.
Zhou Wan looked at Zhou Yan and said seriously: "Zhou Yan, thank you this time."
Zhou Yan waved his hand: "It's okay, I'm just doing a favor, it's a small thing."
Zhou Wan pursed her lips and smiled: "No matter what, if you weren't here, Shishi would really be anxious to death."
Seeing Zhou Wan and Zhou Yan chatting and laughing happily, Qiao Shishi suddenly felt sad in her heart.
Now, it seems that she no longer even has the opportunity to communicate with Zhou Yan on an equal footing.
...
Zhou Yan returned to the dormitory, planning to take a nap to rest.
Chen Xiaole patted Zhou Yan's shoulder from behind and said with a smile, "Old Zhou is back?"
Zhou Yan nodded.
Chen Xiaole asked narrowly: "Where did you go to act wild? You didn't even come to the class meeting?"
Zhou Yan: "I have something to do and I have to go out of town."
"Okay, Old Zhou, I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" Chen Xiaole smiled obscenely at Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan: "Stop talking nonsense."
"Then I'll tell you directly."
Chen Xiaole chuckled and said, "The good news is, Lao Zhou, you are now the class monitor! The bad news is, Lao Zhou, you are now the class monitor!"
Zhou Yan twitched his lips: "You are fucking kidding me."
"Why are you kidding me?" Chen Xiaole explained seriously: "It's such an honor to be the monitor, isn't it good news? But from now on, Lao Zhou, you have to be responsible for ensuring that we don't fail the class in our dormitory. After all, this is the monitor's duty, so it's just a Slightly bad news.”
"How did you choose the squad leader when I wasn't here?" Zhou Yan asked angrily.
He took leave and did not go to the class meeting because he wanted to avoid the election. He had never thought about being a class leader.
After bullying Hu Xin'er for a while, Zhou Yan also planned to satisfy Hu Xin'er's little wish to be the monitor. Unexpectedly, he had already boarded the plane and became the monitor by accident.
Zhou Yan asked Chen Xiaole directly: "What's the situation? Can the squad leader still force the appointment?"
"What a forced appointment, this is what everyone expects!"
Chen Xiaole excitedly patted Zhou Yan on the shoulder: "Old Zhou, while you are away, I have listed ten responsibilities for you as a squad leader. Do you want to listen to it?"
Zhou Yan: ....
Seeing that Zhou Yan didn't speak, Chen Xiaole spoke on his own. He said seriously: "This first obligation is for us to sign in for class in the future. As the monitor, Lao Zhou, you have to help me. The second obligation is at the end of the semester." During the exam, you have to tell our teachers and ask them to make more money for us. The third obligation..."
Listening to Chen Xiaole talking about these outrageous so-called obligations as if he were reciting scriptures, Zhou Yan interrupted directly and said angrily: "I am your free coolie, right?"
"That's understandable." Chen Xiaole nodded, thought for a moment, shook his head quickly, and said with a smile: "Old Zhou, you can't understand that. Being the squad leader is to train you. Although you are serving everyone, your abilities are also limited. We should be happy to be promoted through this."
Zhou Yan rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to this living treasure.
He simply took off his shoes and went to bed, intending to lie down for a while. After all, he was tortured by Qiao Shishi, a stunning beauty, in the hotel, and after a three-hour flight, Zhou Yan was also a little tired.
But when Zhou Yan was browsing QQ, Xia Nuannuan's message suddenly popped up.
Nuannuan: [Bastard uncle! My dad said he wants to meet you. 】
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
