At this time, Zhao Lang was hugging a female anchor named Qingqing, lying on the bed, watching Douyin and laughing lasciviously.
Hearing the phone ring, Zhao Lang stood up suddenly and answered the phone:
"Hey, Boss, what do you want? Damn, what? Xiaolan! Oh, I didn't think much about it, really not. I'll tell them to go up now."
Zhao Lang hung up the phone and quickly gave orders.
But she couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Boss, why did you suddenly call Xiaolan up? Xiaolan alone isn't enough, and you're looking for another male mutant. What's going on?"
Although she was confused, Zhao Lang didn't dare to say a word. There were outsiders around, and she didn't want to go out with Xiaolan and Yangyang, two evil monsters.
Ye Lang didn't have to wait long before he met Xiaolan and Cook in the reception room.
Xiaolan is wearing a light blue dress today, with a little makeup on and curved eyebrows, looking particularly pretty and lovely.
Cook is also an anchor. He has a good figure and looks quite handsome. Standing together with Xiaolan, he looks like a perfect match. It's a pity that Xiaolan is a man.
In fact, before the end of the world, Xiaolan and Cook often broadcast live together, interacting with each other tacitly, and they have many CP fans.
According to the fans, they are a group of men who like to watch one man teasing another man. This contrast makes them unable to stop and howl.
Ye Lang smoked his cigar calmly, his eyes swept over the two of them, and his tone was calm:
"Xiao Lan, your special ability is the supernatural power of legs, right? Can you tell me more about it?"
Xiaolan glanced at Cook next to her, nodded slightly, and replied softly:
"Boss, you're right. I do have a system with special abilities, and my legs can... become very slippery."
Ye Lang was a little surprised, and raised his eyebrows slightly:
"Very slippery? What kind of ability is this? Can you describe it in detail?"
At this time, Cook next to him interrupted:
"Boss, Xiaolan's legs and feet can secrete a special substance that makes them extremely smooth and shiny.
It also causes any object it touches to instantly slip, making it difficult to grasp."
Ye Lang's eyelids twitched, and a variety of thoughts quickly flashed through his mind, including horse oil socks, crispy water, and sweat-inducing series.
Then I thought that this actually appeared on a man's legs and feet, and I couldn't help feeling a chill.
After calming down, Ye Lang asked casually:
"You got a grip? How does it feel?"
Cook blushed and scratched his head awkwardly:
"No...no, it's just that Xiaolan was too tired from dancing. I gave her a massage and then...I found out."
Ye Lang looked at the shy Xiaolan and the embarrassed Cook, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. This cigar was unnecessary.
Afterwards, Ye Lang didn't keep the secret any longer and continued speaking:
"I know you two have an affair... no... you have feelings for each other.
Zheng Tuo, you two are both system ability users, so... I need you to combine."
"What! Boss, I'm a real man! How...how can this be combined?"
"First, straighten your pigeon-toed feet and lower your orchid fingers before you speak!"
Ye Lang clearly sensed Xiaolan's surprise and anticipation, but on the outside he pretended to be incredulous and shy.
Then Ye Lang looked at Cook who was struggling beside him and said in a serious tone:
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