After Transmigrating into a Novel, the Max-Level King of the Grind Goes Viral with His Goofy Antics
Chapter 91

Would the Guests Who Went Out This Morning Please Proceed to Their Designated Rooms

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Wen Jiu immediately reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, bristling and glaring at him. "Who, who said that?!"

Feng Chi chuckled and slipped the ring onto Wen Jiu finger, his phoenix eyes sparkling. "It told me."

Wen Jiu blushed and clutched the ring tightly, refusing to look at him.

He stubbornly replied, "No!"

But the wet, glistening eyes held no persuasive power whatsoever.

Feng Chi hugged the person and shook them, laughing uncontrollably.

How can his wife be so adorable?

[I heard a voice! I heard a voice! Was it someone calling for their wife?]

[I heard that too! Was it xx?!]

[Aaaaaaah, I'm going crazy! (Roar of the dragon)]

[Kill me to entertain them! I hope that after I die, I can become a Lasting bed (God, can you hear me?) (Hands clasped together)]

[I'll join too. Anyway, the main character definitely has plenty of beds, so one more won't make a difference.]

[I don't ask for much, I just want it to be a Lasting condom.]

[Huh? Why is the live stream closed???]

[¿ ¿ ¿ ¿ ¿ ¿ ¿ ]

Feng Chi had laughed enough and cuddled with Wen Jiu for a while, he finally took Wen Jiu's hand and gave it a light squeeze.

At that moment, Wen Jiu had unknowingly fallen onto Feng Chi, her lowered gaze meeting his lustful eyes, and she instantly understood.

"You..."

Wen Jiu's body was completely aroused. The moment she felt the force of the palm, the scalding temperature began to spread throughout her body. Wen Jiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were misty with tears.

Without realizing it, his body had gradually become accustomed to the touch of the person in front of him.

Like a domesticated little animal, it rubs against its owner affectionately, eagerly awaiting its feeding, as if obeying the owner's commands.

But the man was clearly beneath her, his eyes alluring and submissive, showing not a trace of the domineering presence of a master.

It is clearly...

Wen Jiu closed her eyes, her eyes gradually turning wet and red, her lips bitten tightly with shyness, bright red and ready to drip.

He thought, it was clearly himself...

Feng Chi easily saw through the boy's inner struggle, which meant that Wen Jiu was not actually averse to his hints.

Feng Chi his head slightly, his thick, beautiful eyelashes trembling, and the beauty mark at the corner of his eye shimmered red before Wen Jiu's eyes.

Then, as if touching a deity, he reverently kissed Wen Jiu's lips.

nibble.

They tossed and turned, lingering for each other.

At the same time, she gently but firmly took Wen Jiu's hand and slowly moved it downwards.

In the quiet room, both of their heartbeats quickened, and the temperature gradually rose.

As if bewitched, her fingertips trembled as they touched the metal buckle of her belt.

A soft "click" sound exploded in their ears.

Wen Jiu's face turned so red it was almost burning. He thought the live stream was still on, so he bit his lip, not daring to make a sound. Only when the temperature of his palms became scalding did he sob and press his forehead against the man's neck.

Her voice broke down, choked with sobs, and trembled as she cried, " Feng Chi..."

Feng Chi his head back, a drop of sweat sliding down his forehead into his dark, tousled hair, leaving an almost imperceptible mark on his cold, sweat-dampened skin.

The lust in the man's eyes was so intense it was almost palpable; at those moments, he seemed like a completely different person, assertive and domineering.

Hearing the boy's soft call, tinged with a hint of pleading, she seemed oblivious. Her Adam's apple, glistening with moisture, bobbed sensually, her voice low, magnetic, and seductive, carrying an irresistible commanding tone.

"Continue."

"Ugh..." Wen Jiu thought Feng Chi was truly awful!

But he couldn't do anything about Feng Chi like this. The two had been working together for so long, and it was almost impossible for Wen Jiu to refuse him in this kind of situation.

So Wen Jiu could only, with red eyes, seemingly fiercely curse, "Bastard!"

Feng Chi raised his hand and expertly patted his wife's head. "I'm a bastard."

Wen Jiu cursed again, "Pervert!"

Feng Chi readily agreed, "I'm only a pervert with you."

"Waaaaah..." Wen Jiu, exhausted from cursing, finally broke down in tears and begged, " Feng Chi, when will you get better?"

At that moment, Feng Chi almost died at his wife's hands.

That's so unfair! Absolutely unfair!

The man's breathing became noticeably heavy. He restrained himself, wrapped his arms around the boy's waist, and kissed his forehead, soothing him in a hoarse voice.

"Soon."

·

Downstairs, the guests had already prepared the vegetables, and Lu Pei turned on the gas stove to heat the oil.

Shen Huaian was still handling the meat, chopping the ribs so vigorously that the whole kitchen looked like a battlefield.

Xi Mo, wearing soft slippers, paced back and forth in the kitchen, announcing the time every few minutes with great enthusiasm.

"An hour has passed! Family, an hour has gone by!"

"One hour and five minutes, Lasting still hasn't kicked in!"

"It's been an hour and a half!!!"

All the vegetarian dishes were ready, and the ribs were almost done stewing. Lin Changfeng, wearing an apron, used another pot to make sweet and sour ribs. Even Fang Yu, that lazybones, washed the cutting board and knife and cleaned the kitchen.

Eldest Miss Xi lay lazily on the sofa, listlessly announcing the time. "It's 11:30, family, it's almost time for dinner, but our VIP hasn't come down yet."

Fang Yu brought out the dishes and glanced at her upon hearing this. "Hey, don't rush. Based on my understanding of the main characters, they'll definitely come out before dinner."

As he spoke, he gestured with his chin toward Shen Huaian, who had come from the past.

"Don't you think so?"

Shen Huaian nodded. "Yes."

[Dream of Peach Blossom Spring Secluded Living Diary ]

[That year, amidst the apricot blossoms and light rain, my beloved was also secretly entwined with us, kissing and cuddling.]

[Luckily, this is a romance reality show, so we'll always have a place at Lasting foot of the bed until the finale.]

[Director, please be sensible and leave me a crack in the door next time the main character is making a suggestive joke.]

[That's right! My bed can be completely empty, but a bed that Lasting must vibrate at level 10.]

[Sisters, don't say anything, quickly take a screenshot! The person in question is coming downstairs!!!]

The moment Wen Jiu stepped out of the stairwell, several pairs of eyes turned to look at her simultaneously, and all the cameras in the living room silently moved in her direction.

"..."

Wen Jiu withdrew her foot in a second.

Feng Chi chuckled, took his hand and went downstairs, expertly saying to the guests before Wen Jiu could speak, "I'll do the dishes later."

"How can that be?" Wen Jiu's attention was instantly diverted. "I need to wash too, okay? I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm going with Chef Feng Chi tonight."

Everyone quickly said it was nothing, Xi Mo glanced excitedly and subtly at the person in question, his lips curving upwards in a wild smile, "Hey, time to eat! We can talk about everything else after we finish eating!"

[Hahaha, Xi Mo's expression looks like he's acting out my role]

[Huh? Family, why is it President Feng changing clothes?]

Hmm... that's hard to say.

[Could it be...?]

[Sigh, you're being too narrow-minded, ladies. It's just about not getting your wife's clothes dirty, right? Just let her carry it in her mouth, isn't that enough?]

[Holy crap! The lady upstairs is amazing, I can picture it right now!]

[Thanks, I'll go and write a 10,000-word article about luxury cars right away! Just like that!]

[Hehehehehe... knocking on the bowl, waiting]

After the meal, Feng Chi took the initiative to wash the dishes, Wen Jiu followed along, grumbling.

Once all the guests had gathered, the director took out the planning card and explained the flow of the event, "Now, please, the guests who left this morning, proceed to your designated rooms. Each room contains a gift and a card from the directing team."

"Guests who draw a red card will be required to give a personal interview to the production team."

"It's worth mentioning that the live stream was running the entire time."

Xu Mingzhi rubbed his hands excitedly, and after announcing the rules, he urged everyone on, looking forward to a good show, "Go! Go!"

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