Now, there are only two combinations left.
One was six teaching assistants who walked in in neat steps, each with a professional smile on their face that made Ye Lang feel a little strange.
They stood in a row and said in unison:
"Hello, sir. We are happy to serve you."
Their voices were sweet and in unison, making Ye Lang feel dazed for a moment.
Looking at them, an inexplicable excitement rose in his heart. Ye Lang immediately acted like a very unruly customer and stretched out his evil hands to this group of professional prostitutes.
The six teaching assistants suddenly let out a cry, the sound as clear as a silver bell.
"Boss, please don't do this."
“We don’t have such a service.”
"You are breaking the law."
"Ah, that's another price."
......
The six people's protests, each with its own unique style, came one after another, and Ye Lang also enjoyed the pleasure of being a bad guest.
By the way, he marked each of them with the red heart mark and accepted them as core disciples.
After the six teaching assistants left with their faces red and leaning against the wall, Ye Lang nodded with satisfaction. Being professional is different. That little feeling is comfortable.
Thinking that they were not only proficient in billiards, but also in massage, foot bath, fitness and other teaching assistant projects, Ye Lang couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
The last ones to come in were naturally the eight poor girls who had suffered great hardships.
Although the pain in their hearts had not yet healed, they did not show any resistance to Ye Lang's subsequent excessive demands. Instead, they showed a hint of forbearance and obedience.
Ye Lang naturally calmed their emotions and soothed their hearts more gently than before.
It took a while, and with the sound of the prompt that the favorability increased, Ye Lang successfully marked each of them with a red heart mark and accepted them as his core disciples.
A relieved smile finally appeared on the tear-stained faces of the eight girls.
After accepting everyone as his disciples and concubines, Ye Lang decided to celebrate.
After calling Zhao Lang to inform him that a dinner party would be held tonight, Ye Lang came to Bruce outside.
Bruce was lying on the ground bored. When he heard footsteps, he immediately raised his head. Seeing that it was Ye Lang, a bright smile immediately broke out on his dog face, and his tail wagged like a windmill.
Ye Lang bent down and patted... Bruce's paw. Bruce lowered his head, and rubbed his huge head gently against Ye Lang's palm, his eyes flashing with loyalty and expectation.
Seeing Bruce's performance, Ye Lang nodded with satisfaction, and then took out a five-meter-high loaf of bread from the system space.
When Bruce saw the pile of bread that looked like a small mountain, his eyes lit up instantly. He barked excitedly and wagged his tail even more happily.
Seeing Ye Lang nod, Bruce excitedly pounced on the mountain of bread, opened his mouth wide and began to eat it voraciously, whimpering with satisfaction as he ate.
After feeding Bruce, Ye Lang returned home.
Fan Ping and the other four maids had been waiting for a long time. When they saw Ye Lang return, they immediately took off his clothes and shoes and handed him a cup of hot tea.
Ye Lang took a sip of hot tea. The aroma of the tea, bitter yet sweet, gradually relaxed his tense nerves.
Placing the teacup on the tray in Fan Ping's hand, Ye Lang dived naked into the heated swimming pool.
Warm water wrapped around his body, Ye Lang slowly closed his eyes, letting the warm current flow across his skin.
The shimmering water in the pool reflected the calmness and composure on his face.
Four maids stood quietly by the pool, waiting for orders at any time, while Ye Lang was enjoying this moment of tranquility and the satisfaction of being in control of everything.
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