☆, Chapter 159: Princess Carry
The injuries sustained in the car accident caused the originally scheduled filming to be suspended for a day, allowing Ling Zhuang to return home and recuperate.
When I woke up, it was already afternoon.
Perhaps her mind had become clearer and she had learned to be more flexible and adaptable, and she suddenly came up with an idea.
She first secretly called Rong Yin's secretary to confirm that Rong Yin was fine tonight, and then called Wenrou.
"Sister Wenrou, we didn't drink enough last night. Let's go again today. The drinks in that bar are delicious." Ling Zhuang went straight to the point.
Wenrou was startled. "I don't have work tonight, but Tangtang went back to her hometown this afternoon. I'm afraid she doesn't have time."
Tangtang is a gentle economic man.
In addition to Rongyin and Lingzhuang, two agents Tangtang and Pangpang also celebrated Wenrou’s birthday last night.
"If Tangtang doesn't have time, then the four of us will go." Ling Zhuang said, thinking that it was just right, it would be best if one less person saw her embarrassing deeds.
"Do the four of us include Rong Yin?"
"Well..." Ling Zhuang pretended to be strong with a guilty conscience, "I got him drunk last night, and I'll get him drunk again today!"
Wenrou laughed softly over there, and after a while she said, "Okay, see you tonight."
After hanging up the phone, Ling Zhuang began to secretly prepare things for the evening.
…
8pm, yesterday at the bar.
Ling Zhuang didn't book the entire bar today. The KTV is on the second floor of the bar. Ling Zhuang chose a large private room and arrived first with her agent Pang Pang.
"You get into a car accident during the day and then you have a drinking contest at night. You have such a strong competitive spirit, why don't you compete with those slutty bitches in the circle?" Pangpang couldn't help complaining as soon as he sat down.
The few slutty bitches she mentioned are Ling Zhuang's rivals in the circle. Ling Zhuang became famous by cross-dressing, and was the first one in the entertainment industry. Seeing the outstanding results, many companies began to imitate and package their own artists.
Overnight, there are several female stars with strong "top" aura, such as domineering top, charming top, fairy top...
Because of their similar looks, several female stars would compete with each other to show off their beauty every time they saw Ling Zhuang, but there was always only tenderness in Ling Zhuang's eyes, and she would not argue with them.
"Instead of fighting with them, I'd rather go and make Sister Wenrou happy." Ling Zhuang took out the prepared dice and paper and placed them on the table.
The door of the box was pushed open, and Wenrou and Rongyin came in one after another.
When Ling Zhuang saw Wenrou, a smile spread across her face, and she greeted her almost instinctively, "Sister Wenrou, please sit here."
She only looked at Wenrou, but didn't notice that Rongyin's steps towards her paused because of her words, and he turned to sit next to Pangpang.
With the icy male god sitting next to him, Pangpang unconsciously became nervous.
He turned around and was about to say hello, but found that Rongyin didn't seem happy.
Although Rong Yin is not from the circle, her appearance is more refined than the male stars in the circle.
His lips were thin and cold, his eyes were proud, and the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye slightly softened his sharp edges, but because of his habitual expressionless face, he always gave people a cold feeling.
It’s actually hard to tell his emotions from his face, but Pangpang just feels that he’s in a bad mood. His eyes are dark, a bit like... lost.
"Let's get started!" Ling Zhuang, mindful of the mission, took off his suit jacket and patted the table. "I was bored today and invented a new way to play. Two people form a team and compare the size of the dice. The smaller team draws lots or drinks. If they draw lots, they must do as written on the paper."
As she spoke, she spread her hand out in front of Wenrou, revealing several crumpled pieces of paper in her palm. "Sister Wenrou, please."
Wenrou picked one up and opened it, saying with a smile, "You have so many clever ideas."
"It's fun." Ling Zhuang touched his nose embarrassedly, trying to hide his guilty conscience.
Wenrou opened the note and looked at Fatty who was sitting opposite her. "Fatty, we're in the same group."
"Sister Wenrou is in a group with Pangpang, so shouldn't I be in the same group with him?" Ling Zhuang pretended to be surprised and looked at Rong Yin.
Even though it's cheating, you still have to act reluctant and act genuinely!
"This was decided by drawing lots, and you are not allowed to deny it." Wenrou took the dice.
"What bad luck." Ling Zhuang pretended to pout, but made a gesture in her heart.
Well done, contestant Ling Zhuang, you have completed the first step of the mission!
Wenrou threw the dice casually, and the two dice collided in the bowl, three three, six.
When Ling Zhuang reached out to take the dice, he looked up at Rong Yin opposite him.
I don’t know if I should say it’s a coincidence, Rong Yin was also looking at her, his eyes were not as cold as usual, but rather gentle.
Their eyes met, Rong Yin froze for a moment, and turned his head to look to the side.
Wenrou was sitting next to Ling Zhuang.
She smiled at him gently and shook her head helplessly.
Ling Zhuang felt a pang in her heart. This bastard was trying to make Sister Wenrou laugh again!
I rolled the dice angrily, but because I had adjusted the dice beforehand, I rolled less than I did gently.
Although Ling Zhuang wanted to make a quick decision, after all, if this mission could not be completed, the next mission would not be achieved either, but drawing lots for the first time would easily arouse suspicion.
So she took a drink first.
He poured two glasses of vodka from a bottle and shared it with Rong Yin. Ling Zhuang had a good alcohol tolerance and was not afraid.
Looking at the face opposite him again, he was naked under the bright light, and his ears were already slightly red.
Ling Zhuang knew that he had not been able to drink much since he was a child.
In the second wave, Wenrou rolled a double six.
Ling Zhuang made a confident bet, knowing that it would be smaller than the other party's anyway.
Three two, five.
Across from him, Rong Yin picked up a bottle of wine and prepared to open it. Ling Zhuang saw this and quickly waved her hand to stop him, "Drinking all the time is too boring. Let's draw a lot!"
Fatty rolled his eyes helplessly.
Ling Zhuang has been targeting Rong Yin for a long time. Wenrou said that she has regarded Rong Yin as her love rival since high school, just because Wenrou treats Rong Yin better, and Ling Zhuang... likes Wenrou.
Pangpang actually didn’t believe that Ling Zhuang liked women. She just lost her mother when she was young and suffered a great blow later. She regarded Wenrou, who had saved her several times, as her only support.
But the fool Ling Zhuang didn't believe her and regarded Rong Yin as his mortal enemy. They were very confrontational.
Obviously the male god is so good.
Fatty couldn't help but speak up for justice, "You can't just draw lots if you say so. Have you asked Rong Shao what he meant?"
"..." Ling Zhuang, his own pig teammate betrayed him for sex, "Pangpang, whose agent are you?"
Is this really not an undercover agent sent by those attackers?
"I'm helping the right person, not my relatives." Pangpang said selflessly.
"I'm fine." Rong Yin said, his voice low and deep and pleasant.
Ling Zhuang quickly drew a lot.
"French kiss for three minutes!" After opening it, Ling Zhuang read it out loudly with a look of surprise on her face, and slammed the note on the table.
When Pangpang reached out to take the note and read it, she observed Rongyin's expression opposite her.
Rong Yin's expression seemed to change a little, although not much, but from his slightly furrowed brows, one could tell that he was in a complicated mood.
Although she was disliked, Ling Zhuang was happy instead.
Anyway, I have no chance, so don’t even think about having one. Let’s die together!
"I am a person who accepts defeat when making a bet." Ling Zhuang spread his hands.
Fatty looked at her in shock, wondering if she had taken the wrong medicine.
Wenrou was also a little surprised.
Rong Yin's expression was hard to tell, and his eyes were fixed on her.
"You're not trying to cheat, are you?" Ling Zhuang raised her eyebrows provocatively, "Anyway, I won't cheat!"
"I accept the loss." Rong Yin stood up.
He is tall and slender. Today he is wearing a white shirt and a pair of straight, flat-fitting suit pants. When he stands up, his height suddenly increases, giving off an oppressive feeling.
Ling Zhuang felt a little scared for a moment, and couldn't help but think of how this guy pushed her against the wall with the same momentum last night, turned over, and pressed down on her hard.
Her face flushed red for a moment, and Ling Zhuang wanted to shrink back, not wanting to care about any tasks anymore.
However, at this moment, the damn system man actually spoke in her mind: A new random task has been received, and it is temporarily delayed because the daily task has not been completed. It will be reset in half an hour.
Ling Zhuang: Clear! Wait, what does clear mean?
Love system: It’s like throwing something into the recycle bin and then emptying it.
Ling Zhuang: It’s gone
Love System: Correct answer.
Ling Zhuang: ...When will the next random mission come?
Love system: depends on luck. Daily tasks are to earn required life points to extend your life. Random tasks are to complete main tasks. The time of appearance is uncertain. There may be ten in one day or none in ten days. Special reminder: there is a high incidence of not having one in ten days.
Grass!
Ling Zhuang steeled her resolve, stood up with a bang, grabbed the collar of Rong Yin's shirt with one hand, pulled him over, and kissed him while standing on tiptoe.
Love System: Congratulations on completing daily task 2, and you will be rewarded with 1 life point.
Ling Zhuang finally came to her senses and tried to pull away, but Rong Yin held her tightly and kissed her for another minute.
When Ling Zhuang was released, her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand. While she was mentally scolding herself for being useless, she wiped her mouth nonchalantly and said stubbornly, "Nothing more than that!"
Fatty: “…”
It’s so sad to see my idol kissing someone else!
Ling Zhuang, why do I feel like you can't even stand?
Wenrou was as steady as ever, and said with a smile, "It's great that both of you are willing to accept the loss. Let's play again."
Ling Zhuang sat over and while Wenrou was rolling the dice, she secretly grabbed all the problematic notes on the tray, put them in her pocket, and threw them away when she left.
Then she came to her senses and remembered why the random tasks hadn't been released yet.
Love System: Sorry for taking a nap.
Ling Zhuangmo: The system can still sleep
The love system seemed to clear its throat: Random task, be carried to the fourteenth floor by Princess Rongyin, and be rewarded with 2 life points.
A thousand alpaca horses galloped through Ling Zhuang's heart.
"Princess hug! Fourteenth floor! Is this appropriate?"
People with less physical strength will be exhausted soon!
Love System: Don't you happen to live on the 14th floor? That's quite reasonable, and the hidden strength... With all due respect, you should have experienced it thoroughly last night.
Damn! How does this broken system know everything?
Love system: Thank you for your praise, you can learn as long as you live.
Carrying the princess to the fourteenth floor is a bit difficult.
She could have tricked Rong Yin into coming to her doorstep and then pretended to have sprained her ankle, but who would carry her upstairs if there was an elevator? In fact, even if the elevator was broken, people would usually just carry her on their backs...
I guess even Rong Yin wouldn't want to carry me on his back, after all, he hated me so much in the past...
Ling Zhuang suddenly felt a little melancholy.
Thinking about the mission, she played for a while and then prepared to leave the bar.
It was Pang Pang who came to pick her up, and when she was leaving, Ling Zhuang asked to get into Rong Yin's car with ulterior motives.
"Fatty, your home is far from here. It's not convenient for you to take me in the wrong direction. Let's go."
“…” Fatty.
If this girl hadn't always hated the male god so much, I would really suspect that she had some bad intentions towards the male god.
Wenrou didn't drive over either, but she and Pangpang were going in the same direction. She said, "Pangpang and I are going together. Be careful on the road."
"Yes." Ling Zhuang had an urgent task and rarely asked to personally send Wenrou home.
Rong Yin glanced at her, thoughtfully.
"Let's go, let's go home!" Ling Zhuang watched Pang Pang and Wenrou drive away in the car, and pulled Rong Yin into the car.
After taking two steps, she suddenly realized that this was too intimate and quickly let go.
I glanced at Rong Yin, but his expression didn't change at all, his face was as cold as ice and remained unchanged for thousands of years.
…
The car drove into the community and stopped downstairs.
Ling Zhuang reluctantly opened the car door, stepped out, closed her eyes, made up her mind, and gritted her teeth, "Do you want to come up and sit?"
The tone was vicious, as if he wanted to eat someone.
Rong Yin's expression froze for a moment, then he nodded slightly, "Okay."
Ling Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief.
Next up is the elevator!
Ling Zhuang prayed all the way that the elevator would break down, break down, break down!
However, things did not go as planned, and the community management was too good. When the two of them arrived at the elevator, the elevator happened to be on this floor.
“…” Ling Zhuang.
Rong Yin reached out and pressed it.
Ling Zhuang said, "This elevator..."
The elevator door opened, and Rong Yin turned to look at her. "What?"
"There's a ghost!" Ling Zhuang continued, gritting her teeth. "I heard that during the construction of this building, a worker was trapped in the elevator. Because no one found him, he was suffocated to death."
Rong Yin didn't say anything, but looked at her expressionlessly, as if waiting for what to say next.
"From then on, this wronged spirit haunted the elevator. It was fine when there were many people around, and it was fine when there were few people around. This was because the worker was still single when he died, and he resented couples the most. Therefore, whenever a man and a woman took the elevator alone, they would be haunted by the wronged spirit!" Ling Zhuang didn't know how she could make up such a convoluted story without any material at all.
If I can’t make it in the entertainment industry anymore, I’ll probably still be able to make it in the literary circle.
While she was talking, Rong Yin's hand was blocking the side of the elevator door. After listening to him, he said, "Then what should we do?"
"So let's take the stairs!" Ling Zhuang said.
Rong Yin said, "Okay."
The two of them came to the stairs. Ling Zhuang was preparing his posture all the way. Finally, when he approached, he pretended to trip and fell to the right.
Rong Yin was quick to catch her, put his right hand around her waist and straightened her up.
Ling Zhuang managed to stand up straight, and when she landed on tiptoe she cried out "Ouch".
This acting is a bit exaggerated, Ling Zhuang thought.
But Rong Yin seemed to be fooled. He asked, "What's wrong?"
"I sprained my ankle..." Ling Zhuang said with a sad face, "It hurts every time I walk."
"Let me see..." Rong Yin said as he was about to squat down to check.
"No!" Ling Zhuang stretched out Erkang's hand.
Rong Yin stopped moving and looked at her.
"My feet..." Ling Zhuang couldn't think of any reason for the moment, so she said with determination, "I can only show them to the person I like!"
I don’t know who is the one who wears high heels and exposes his feet every day when attending events.
This excuse was too strong. Ling Zhuang was afraid that Rong Yin would ask more questions, so she quickly struck while the iron was hot and added, "Carry me upstairs!"
Rong Yin looked slightly surprised, and after a moment, he replied in a deep voice, "Okay."
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