[Ding! Detected that important fortune-bearing supporting character Yu Xiaogang has produced intense resentment, animosity, and impotent fury!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining Face-Slapping Points: 3,000 points!]
[Current available Face-Slapping Points: 133,000 points!]
The crisp system prompt tone that suddenly popped up in his mind made Xiong Shaoqing, who was just preparing to raise his spear and charge into battle, pause slightly.
He felt those three thousand newly materialized Face-Slapping Points, a flash of amused pleasure crossing his deep dark eyes.
This old good-for-nothing was still dropping gold coins in the middle of the night?
He hadn't even done anything, yet this fellow had shattered his defenses again.
Xiong Shaoqing derived secret pleasure deep in his heart, the smile at the corners of his lips growing increasingly unbridled; this human-shaped ATM was truly dedicated.
With a fair beauty in his arms and sharing the same quilt for sleep, there was actually free Face-Slapping Points actively delivering themselves to his door; tonight was truly a well-deserved double happiness.
He pulled back his thoughts and looked toward the two women.
"The rules of this Rain-Listening Waterside Pavilion are decided by your husband," Xiong Shaoqing chuckled lowly, the vibration of his chest transmitting through their tightly pressed skin to the two women, bringing a wave of scalp-tingling tingling sensation.
He sighed with heartfelt satisfaction in his heart, the aloof and stubborn little wildcat and the vibrant little rabbit-two entirely distinct extremes of peerless charm-blooming on the very same bed at this moment.
This sense of conquest, of thoroughly pulling high-and-mighty goddesses down from their divine pedestals and watching them lose themselves in infatuation, was simply more intoxicating than advancing ten consecutive ranks.
"Since you're already lying here, which of you two will go first? Or... together?" A mischievous smile curved the corners of