"Then how about we stand up?"

Seeing Zhou Jiuzhen's face, which had never changed in the past, suddenly display a variety of expressions as if it had turned from red to green, and then from green to white, one could see that his complexion had changed from red to green to green.

Finally, a sense of defeat she had never experienced before overwhelmed her, and Ling Huanwu panicked.

She quickly wrapped her arms around Zhou Jiuzhen's neck and her legs around him tightly, shamelessly uttering these words.

"Never mind, I'll sleep in the hallway tonight."

Zhou Jiuzhen sighed deeply, regaining his usual composure.

Seeing Ling Huanwu clinging to him like an octopus, this time he didn't try to pry her hands and feet off. Instead, he reached out and tickled her under her armpit, which made her scream "Ahhh!" and then give up and slump off him.

Although he didn't get any fish in these three encounters, he could still sense the fishiness and roughly knew her weaknesses.

When he picked up the towel from the ground and wrapped it around her, he still felt so tight that his body was about to catch fire.

The woman pouted and leaned in to kiss him, looking aggrieved. "Honey, what happened just now was an accident. I'm scared to sleep alone. Please don't leave."

Zhou Jiuzhen closed his eyes briefly, then cruelly pinched her lips together with two fingers, making them resemble a duck's mouth. "I don't want to wrong you. I'll give you a better one later..."

After saying that, he grabbed a small chair and propped up the broken bed leg, then picked up the woman, who was still wearing a bath towel and striking poses, and pressed her onto the bed before running away like the wind.

The little mouse that had been tentatively exploring the corner was terrified by the commotion and dared not come out again.

Ling Huanwu lay on the bed, staring blankly at the peeling, grayish-white ceiling, still wondering what Zhou Jiuzhen meant by what he had just said.

What do you mean by "give her a good time later"?

What exactly constitutes a good result?

But all she wanted today was to lose her virginity and have a basement-sized space to store her wealth, so why wouldn't this man give it to her?

Ling Huanwu wanted to cry but had no tears, and unknowingly fell asleep.

In my dream, she seemed to reappear in the space.

She pulled out meat coupons from the pile of dowry in the corner to buy meat, crying as she drooled with desire.

When she goes back this time, she will definitely make a plate of stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts for her mother-in-law to enjoy.

Out of habit, she picked up the measuring tape and began to measure the small space to see if it had shrunk.

As a result, she walked several steps with the ruler but didn't touch the wall.

Looking back, I saw her... what the heck.

The space had expanded dramatically, becoming twice as large as before!

She ran around the space several times before she confirmed that the space had grown.

Touching the space with its impenetrable walls, she confirmed one thing.

That means Zhou Jiuzhen must have wanted her just now.

And it's not just a little bit they want.

Otherwise, the space wouldn't have expanded so much.

Ling Huanwu rushed out of the space with a happy smile, got out of bed and started getting dressed.

She peeked through the crack in the door at Zhou Jiuzhen, who was sleeping on the bench by the door, then quietly closed the door and climbed out the window.

Fortunately, she was flexible now, and it didn't take her much effort to reach the water pipe with her weak legs and waist, and slide down along the pipe.

She ran incredibly fast the whole way.

When he arrived at the Ling family's villa, he quickly put on a nylon sock with two holes that he had prepared beforehand, and secretly took out the key and went inside.

Inside the house, Ling's parents and Song Yaoyao, who were dreaming of returning home with a large bag full of things the next day, never dreamed that Ling Huanwu, who had almost been kidnapped during the day, would actually return to their home in the middle of the night to secretly move their property.

Ling Huanwu went straight to the basement.

Only she and Ling's father had the key to this basement.

She opened the unassuming door and turned on the light inside.

Suddenly, a room full of antiques and gleaming gold bars came into view.

In the corner, there were several large boxes full of precious Ganoderma lucidum and some rare medicinal herbs.

Even Song Yaoyao probably didn't know there were so many good things in the basement. She only thought it contained some silver coins and calligraphy from the Republic of China era, as well as some antiques from that time.

Otherwise, how could Ling's lazy parents in her previous life have had the means to send her money to support her gigolos and cheat on her with other men in the decades that followed?

Ling Huanwu was the first to move the gold bars from the basement into the space and place them at the bottom.

Then place the box of medicinal herbs on top.

Finally, some fragile antiques were placed on top.

She carried the load for an unknown amount of time until she was so exhausted that she could no longer straighten her back.

She took out her pocket watch; she had been moving things for over four hours without realizing it, and it was almost 4:30.

The space was now completely filled, and the treasures accumulated over generations in the basement had been almost all taken.

She picked up the box placed in the center of the basement and opened it. Inside was the ancestral headdress that Ling's mother had mentioned was given to her by her maternal grandparents.

After removing this item, only one huge metal object remained in the basement, resembling some kind of instrument.

Ling Huanwu didn't understand what rare item this was from which dynasty. Although it was a pity, it couldn't fit in her space and she couldn't move it, so she had to give up.

After looting all the treasures, Ling Huanwu locked the basement door and tiptoed out of the Ling family home. The sky outside was already beginning to lighten.

Her heart tightened, and she hurried to the guesthouse.

From a great distance, he saw a group of police officers standing at the entrance of the guesthouse, saluting someone, while the surrounding area was filled with men, women, and children who had gotten up early to watch.

Ling Huanwu's heart tightened, and she pushed through the crowd to see Zhou Jiuzhen standing in the center, his eyes red-rimmed, his usually indifferent face unusually full of anxiety.

The moment she appeared in the crowd, Zhou Jiuzhen seemed to sense something and looked at her.

The moment their eyes met, Ling Huanwu clearly saw the man's expression, which had been full of anxiety, suddenly turn from gloomy to stormy, his face instantly replaced by an emotion she couldn't understand.

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