What he didn't know was that at that moment, his third brother, Wei Meng, was simultaneously engaging in passionate lovemaking with several colleagues who, like him, were waiting for their prey to come to them.
Midnight.
Yao Junjun, slightly drunk, arrived at the studio with a few of his cronies.
This was the height of CS's popularity, attracting countless college students, and they were no exception.
The studio was full of computers, so it naturally became his little gaming base.
He sat comfortably in his seat and immediately greeted everyone.
"You guys hurry up and log into the game. I'll show you the sniper god's performance later. I'm going to check how much my QQ account has leveled up first."
Yao Junjun clicked on his QQ account with a smug look on his face, only to find several beautiful women's avatars flashing.
After clicking through them one by one, he was stunned.
What is this? What is this?
Every chat log was exceptionally unrestrained, with small images flying everywhere.
What baffled him even more was that these girls were all incredibly bold and kept urging him to keep sending messages.
Some even asked for his address, wanting to meet him in person.
He originally wanted to ask who had accessed his account, but after seeing the revealing photos of those young women, he gave up.
This is to benefit him; we should encourage him later, and continue in the future.
"Um, you guys go ahead and have fun, I'll chat for a bit."
After giving a greeting, Yao Junjun started chatting with several female accounts with a sly grin.
"Hey beautiful, are you from Tianjin? Internet cafes smell awful. If you want to surf the internet, come to my studio, it's free, clean and hygienic."
"Would your third brother lie to you? Do you have a camera? Let's video chat, I'll show you!"
Yao Junjun flirted for a while and soon introduced himself, unaware that a group of burly men had already gathered on the other end of the internet.
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