Chapter 63: Disguised Beta 13 Ome falls into the wolf's den...
In the end, Wu Lan managed to go to the banquet together and attended as a friend.
After completing the tasks with ease, Wu Lan said that both tasks today were too easy. With a hint of pride, she said to 2720, "Let's make the tasks a little more difficult next time."
Looking at the little boy with his tail raised to the sky, 2720 was silent for a few seconds.
[Okay, I'll increase the difficulty next time.]
With a smug hum, Wu Lan turned over and began to lie on the bed playing with her phone.
After lying down for a while, he felt uncomfortable, so he changed his posture and lay on the bed with his chin resting on a soft pillow, his legs raised and swinging back and forth.
The slender calves are very white, with delicate skin, swaying whitely, attracting the attention.
Looking at the faint handprints on her pink ankles and the pinch marks on her thighs, 2720 suddenly said, "Let me massage your legs."
【OK! 】
Wu Lan responded while kicking away the quilt beside her.
2720 is an invisible entity.
When entering the third world, 2720 was upgraded again, and data was used to form two invisible arms. They had no body temperature and were as hard as a robot.
Every time it is used, the system consumes a lot of energy.
Generally, systems will not waste energy doing things for the host. In most cases, when the host is in danger, the host will make a deal with the system and use points in exchange for the system's help.
Points are important to the system.
For the sake of points, those systems will reluctantly help their hosts, and the relationship between them is more of a temporary cooperative relationship.
After all, it is impossible for the systems to guard only one host. After the host dies unexpectedly, they will automatically match a new host.
No system would voluntarily expend energy just to massage its host like 2720 does.
2720【Spread your legs, don’t squeeze them together.】
Wu Lan obediently spread her legs, staring intently at her phone, controlling the little character in the game to launch a magic attack.
The cool, broad palms pressed against my skin were so cool and comfortable.
With a little skill, he kneaded the soft flesh on the legs with his fingertips, and slightly tightened his grip, so that the soft flesh would squeeze out from the gaps between his fingers.
This little boy doesn't have much flesh on his body. His calves are thin and straight, but his thighs have more flesh, which feels soft when pinched.
Slowly massaging upwards from the calf, 2720 calmly covered up the handprints belonging to another man on Wu Lan's fair leg flesh, pressing the flesh into a pink color, leaving his own mark.
When you press the center of the leg, the closer you are to the soft flesh above, the more sensitive it is.
She couldn't help but put her legs together, tightly clamping 2720's cold big palm, and waves of flesh trembled.
The skin there is the most delicate. When pinching it, the palms and backs of the hands can feel as smooth as silk. I hooked my index finger and middle finger together and immediately pinched it tighter.
[No, it itches...]
Wu Lan's hands trembled, and she could hardly hold the phone steadily. Her voice became soft, and she collapsed there like water.
He couldn't stand the itch. The soft flesh there was the most vulnerable to touch. The skin inside was so delicate that it would turn red at the slightest touch.
2720 asked coldly, "Why didn't you say it was itchy when Duan Yan licked you today?"
As if it was settling a score after the event, the system's tone was hard, as hard as those two fingers, and it sounded strange.
Wu Lan didn't say anything, just pursed his lips and continued playing games.
He deliberately turned up the game volume in an attempt to drown out 2720's voice so that he wouldn't have to answer.
The fingertips pushed in through a thin layer of cloth, and soon a wet mark appeared on the small area, indicating sweat.
Wu Lan couldn't help but shiver again.
2720 continued to massage, while at the same time, the other hand softened Wu Lan's calf flesh, and then massaged her ankle.
Although the store closed early today and the working hours were not long, I was still a little tired from standing and my legs were sore.
And every time he had to put on the matching leg rings, his skin was thin and sensitive, and there would always be a circle of red marks left by the rings.
Sometimes the bandage is too tight and the mark may not disappear until the next day.
The mark disappeared faster today. After 2720's massage, the mark was almost covered, and a small spot was soaked through the clothes due to sweat.
I don’t know if it was because the room was too hot, but Wu Lan was sweating all over.
The small room was filled with a rich sweet fragrance, mixed with a light peach scent.
2720 carefully wiped away the sticky, glistening beads of sweat with his fingertips, then pulled off his sweat-soaked shorts and threw them on the ground.
Looking at the little boy who was shaking like a puddle of water, the system took out a new pair of pants for Wu Lan to change into.
Ignoring the reminder of excessive energy consumption, 2720 touched Wu Lan's dazed face and took the mobile phone that fell beside him to charge it.
【It’s getting late, go to bed early tonight. 】
In response to 2720, Wu Lan let out a soft moan, so fragmented that it couldn't form a complete sentence.
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The lights in Wu Lan's room were turned off.
He Chengchi, who was sleeping in the living room, also closed his eyes after seeing the light under the door go out.
The night is getting deeper.
Suddenly, a door was quietly opened.
Seeing a tall figure walking out, He Chengchi narrowed his eyes and observed secretly.
After the figure came out, he deliberately walked lightly to the door of Wu Lan's room.
Just as the black shadow was acting strangely, He Chengchi asked coldly, "Duan Yan, what do you want to do?"
Duan Yan's body stiffened. He looked at He Chengchi who had sat up on the sofa and coughed awkwardly. "I'm going to the balcony to get some fresh air. The room is stuffy."
Wu Lan's room was close to the balcony. Duan Yan turned his shoes and walked onto the balcony.
He Rongchi stared at Duan Yan's back silently with calm eyes. After two or three minutes, he looked away only when he saw Duan Yan return to the room.
It's like a watchdog guarding Wu Lan.
After closing the door, Duan Yan sighed in annoyance, and his dark eyes drooped.
As soon as he lay down on the bed, his mind kept recalling the tape Wu Lan had put on the back of her neck and the scene of him helping Wu Lan clean the ketchup.
The two appeared alternately, making me feel hot all over, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong.
How can a Beta be so delicate, so tender, and so fragrant?
It's a sweet and soft ball, and it will produce moisture when you lick it. But if you use a little force, it will immediately say no with red eyes. This delicate look makes it more like an Omega.
He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but Duan Yan felt that he could smell the fragrance of peaches again. The glands on the back of his neck felt inexplicably hot, and the pungent smell of gunpowder pheromones was everywhere in the room.
His breathing became disordered and he gasped heavily.
He opened his palms and a light-colored, thin piece of clothing appeared before his eyes. He had just stolen it from the balcony.
With such a small size, it is obviously Wu Lan’s exclusive property.
Putting the clothes under his nose, Duan Yan took a deep breath, swallowed the saliva that was secreted rapidly in his mouth, opened his thin lips, and bit the cloth with his sharp teeth.
He sat on the edge of the bed, and when he raised his eyes again, there was a hint of obsession in them. The black shadow that blended in with the dim light in the room rose up, and its expression was as ferocious as its owner's.
The black shadow, as thick as a baby's arm, was covered by the saliva-stained cloth. The smell of gunpowder grew stronger, and Duan Yan's mind was filled with soft, juicy, and sweet peaches.
Tear open the pink peel, bite into the tooth-sweet flesh, roll up the flowing juice into your mouth, and enjoy it.
Be gentle, the flesh cannot withstand biting. If you don't coax it well, it will definitely cry uncontrollably and look super pitiful.
If the room hadn't been covered with pheromone-blocking materials, the smell of gunpowder would have spread everywhere, and everyone would have known what Duan Yan was doing.
The suppressed breath continued to gasp.
It wasn't until the sky outside the window gradually brightened that the room's owner's breath calmed down. The fabric was all starched and filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder, a mess.
Duan Yan didn't sleep a wink all night.
I closed my bloodshot eyes and finally fell asleep. I dreamed of a familiar handsome boy. The dark shadow that had finally disappeared raised its head again.
The next day, noon.
Wu Lan stood on the balcony with a serious face.
He tilted his head back and forth and counted the underwear hanging on the wall three times to make sure he had really lost something.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Heng Che coming over, Wu Lan pointed at the clothes hanging on the clothesline and said in a serious tone, "Something big has happened."
Wen Hengche raised his eyebrows curiously and asked, "What's the big deal?"
"Look, my clothes are gone."
Wu Lan counted them again in front of Wen Hengche, "I clearly remember hanging four before, but now there are only two left."
Because her wallet was empty, Wu Lan seldom spent money on clothes. She had a limited number of clothes and remembered every one of them clearly.
Not to mention the underwear, he secretly recorded a unique number on each pair.
But now, two of them have disappeared.
This is a big deal, a huge deal!
Wen Hengche looked at the underwear hanging on the shelf, his light-colored eyes darkened, and something flashed quickly in his eyes.
He only took one, who took the remaining one?
Suddenly, there was a sound of a door opening in the house, and Duan Yan, who had slept until noon, came out.
Looking at the satisfied look that inadvertently appeared on Duan Yan's face, Wen Hengche narrowed his eyes, feeling a little doubtful.
Perhaps it should be said that all the Alphas in this room are suspicious.
"You didn't exercise today?"
Duan Yan wiped his nose, feeling a little guilty, and didn't dare to look at Wu Lan. "I didn't sleep well last night. I have insomnia."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the bathroom.
Wen Hengche looked at Duan Yan's figure, secretly judging the truthfulness of the other party's words.
"What should I do now?"
His sleeve was tugged, and Wen Hengche looked at the distressed little boy. He decided to put aside his suspicion of Duan Yan for the time being and touched Wu Lan's head.
"It was very windy these past two days, so it might have been blown away. There's a high probability that it won't be found."
He paused and offered a solution: "I'll buy you some new ones. If you buy more, you won't have to worry about them being blown away by the wind."
Wu Lan blinked and confirmed again with some anticipation: "Will you buy it for me?"
"Well, I'll buy it for you."
...
After this problem was solved, Wu Lan faced a new problem: he had no suitable clothes to attend the party.
But it turned out that he was worrying too much.
On the day of the banquet, Wu Lan was taken to a studio. Two hours later, he was dressed in an expensive, well-fitting suit, transformed into a noble little prince.
We drove to the banquet venue, which was a manor.
The staff at the door recognized the young masters and made a "please come in" gesture respectfully.
After they entered, the two staff members whispered, "That boy is a new face. Have you checked his information?"
"How dare I check!" The person who spoke lowered his voice, "Didn't you hear those young masters say that the boy was their friend?"
"I just asked the boy's name a little more, and He Shao glared at me. I was almost scared to death."
"Tell me quickly, what's that boy's name?"
"I didn't find out." The man sighed, "I don't know which family this young master is from. He's so handsome. I've never seen him before."
He nudged the other person with his elbow and said, "If you have the guts, go ask for it yourself. Remember to tell me when you find out."
"Hey, didn't you see the looks on those young masters' faces? How could I dare to go..."
Another guest arrived, and the two of them quickly shut up.
After looking at the two guests' invitations, they put on an unmistakable smile on their faces: "Welcome, Mr. Xia and Miss Xia, please come in."
Xia Song and Xia Yue walked into the banquet hall. Looking at the people clinking glasses inside, Xia Yue said in boredom, "Why do I have to come?"
Xia Song: "Dad asked you to, go ask him."
Xia Yue sighed helplessly and made a face, "I won't ask, or he'll nag me again."
She took out her phone, clicked on a homepage and showed it to Xia Song, showing off excitedly: "Look, the number of fans in the store has exceeded 10,000. Isn't it amazing?"
Xia Song was a little surprised. He only had more than 5,000 followers a few days ago, and his number increased so much all of a sudden.
“So fast.”
"Yeah, it's super fast." Xia Yue smiled and whispered the data password, "I uploaded a new set of photos. This time it's of the blueberry cake maid."
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Xia Song looked at the photo of the pretty boy wearing a blue puffy skirt. He was silent for a moment and asked, "Where did you find these clothes?"
"Don't worry about it, it's a commercial secret."
The more Xia Yue looked, the more satisfied she became. Suddenly, she remembered something and said, "The store is closed today. I'm so sad that I can't see Xiao Lan."
Seeing Xia Song's hesitant expression, Xia Yue couldn't help but ask, "What do you want to say?"
A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Xia Song's face, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Send me this set of new photos, without the watermark."
"Oh~"
The Xia siblings were standing not far from the entrance of the banquet hall, and the little blueberry cake maid they were talking about was standing in the snack area surrounded by several roommates.
Handing the white plate with the small cake to Wu Lan, they carefully explained: "You can continue to eat after you finish it. Just wait for us here and don't run around."
Wen Hengqing patted Wu Lan's head and patiently reminded her, "Try not to drink alcohol, and don't drink anything given to you by others."
He Chengchi added, "Don't talk to strangers either."
"Yes." Duan Yan nodded, looked around, and then glared at Wen Hengche.
Originally, they just asked Wen Hengche to prepare a set of clothes for Wu Lan, but they didn't expect that this guy took Wu Lan to a styling studio and dressed her up so beautifully.
Ever since entering the banquet hall, many people have been secretly glancing at Wu Lan, which is really annoying.
Wen Hengche glared back.
He didn't intend to dress Wu Lan up so nicely, he just changed her clothes and tidied her hair a little, and she looked as dazzling as the little prince.
He was very happy at first, but looking at those annoying gazes, Wen Hengche felt sour in his heart and wanted to hide Wu Lan.
After listening to a long series of instructions, Wu Lan ate cake while watching the backs of several people leaving.
From what they said, it seemed like they were going to find their fathers and say hello to someone.
He didn't hear the rest of the sentence because his attention was drawn to the small cake on the plate.
After finishing the small cake in her hand, Wu Lan licked her lips and wanted to eat another piece.
But before eating, he wanted to go to the toilet first.
After handing the empty plate to the waiter, Wu Lan asked about the location of the restroom in a hurried manner.
After coming out of the bathroom, the bloating in my stomach finally disappeared.
Planning to return along the same route, Wu Lan just turned a corner when she saw a little black kitten squatting not far away.
Hearing the sound, the black cat turned its head gracefully, revealing a pair of green eyes.
Wu Lan was stunned.
Why is there a kitten here?
Before Wu Lan could move, the little black cat suddenly approached slowly, hooked its slender long tail around Wu Lan's calf, and walked around him.
Maybe because she works in a cat cafe, Wu Lan has an inexplicable closeness to kittens.
Squatting down, he gently touched the kitten's head.
"Why are you here alone?"
He was responded with a very soft cry, and the black cat's furry little head rubbed against Wu Lan's palm.
It's a friendly kitten.
Wu Lan smiled with his eyes curved, and the kitten rubbed against him, then suddenly walked a few steps away and looked back at him.
Seeing that Wu Lan didn't move, the kitten returned to Wu Lan, rubbed its head against Wu Lan's calf, and then repeated the previous action.
It seems like I'm taking him somewhere...
Looking at the empty corridor ahead, Wu Lan thought for a moment and followed.
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