Chapter 60 (Part 3)
Wang Da really couldn't understand why this woman had to stick to him.
At dinnertime, with no customers in the shop, Sister Hong simply closed the shop and focused on flirting with the new handyman. She had pretended to have a backache, hoping to find an opportunity to get close to the big guy, but he didn't even look at her.
"You stinky man, why are you pretending to be so serious?" Sister Hong cursed inwardly. She thought back to how many big and small bosses in town had rushed to propose to her.
But on second thought, maybe Wang Da is just a rookie who knows nothing about the world, much better than those fat, pig-faced, greasy bosses.
This thought, instead of discouraging her, made her even more excited.
"Wang Da, my hands really hurt. They're all peeling. Can you help me remove the hand grease?"
She was now broke and a bit older, but she still had a certain amount of confidence in her beauty. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to build her business from scratch and eventually own three shops, large and small, even though she had nothing since she was little.
But Wang Da still stood in the corner, as if he had grown roots in the ground, motionless.
If the mountain does not come to me, I will go to the mountain.
Sister Hong steeled herself and pulled open the side of her collar. Her cheongsam slid down her shoulders, revealing her collarbone. Biting her lip, she walked toward Wang Da.
When I got closer, I found that the man was tense all over and didn't even dare to move his eyes.
Just say, there is no man in this world who doesn’t eat meat.
Sister Hong was secretly pleased with herself and became more and more unscrupulous. She hooked her arms around Wang Da's neck and pressed her body against him.
The fragrance of the soul rushes straight into the nostrils.
The NPC's soul couldn't compare to the player's, but she was too close. It was like someone finishing a hearty meal and then turning around to have a dessert placed in their mouth.
Wang Da clenched his fists tightly, veins bulged on his forehead, and bloodshot began to appear in his eyes again.
In the small room in the corner of the hair salon, cold sweats were running down the crack of the door.
A teenage boy watched helplessly as an adult film was about to begin. The female lead was still charming, and the male lead was tall and mighty. It would be a lie to say he wasn't curious, but...
Big sister, do you know that the person you seduced is a ghoul?!
Picking chestnuts from the fire, dancing on the tip of a knife, drilling fingers into an electric fan, this is me!
"Ada... um..."
Even through her clothes, Sister Hong could feel the man's solid body and full muscles. He was neither proactive nor refusing, tense as a rock.
This made her even more excited.
She hooked her fingers around the buttons on Wang Dabu's shirt and unbuttoned them one by one. The first thing that caught her eye was a dark red scar, long since healed, a long line like a mountain range across his chest.
"You've been injured!"
"Does it hurt?"
Sister Hong blew a breath on the scar left by Gao Wu, and the man remained silent, like a majestic mountain.
"Ada, you are such a man..."
Even at this point, Wang Da still hasn't refused, so everything that follows will naturally fall into place.
Sister Hong stood on tiptoe, closed her eyes, and searched for Wang Da's lips.
Unexpectedly, his feet were empty and he flew up and was suddenly thrown onto the sofa.
The sofa was made of wood, and Sister Hong was in pain all over her body when she fell, but she didn't scream. Instead, she felt happy.
The more silent a man is, the more violent he becomes at this time.
Done.
Done...?
The certainty turned into astonishment in the next second. Wang Da's eyes widened and turned red. He glared at her angrily and rushed out the door in two or three steps.
Leaving behind Sister Hong, stunned and disheveled.
There was still a blush on her face caused by excitement, but it quickly faded away along with the blood color.
If it was just a rejection, it would be fine, just a blow to his self-esteem, but what did Wang Da’s expression mean before he left?
anger.
Sister Hong sat up suddenly: Oh no, this damn man must have gone to An Rou to complain!
Could it be that he is also that girl's lover?!
"Ada, Ada!" Sister Hong ran to the door and as soon as she stuck her head out, she bumped into a wall of flesh.
She thought it was Wang Da, so she subconsciously grabbed the hand of the person who came, and said while looking up, "Ah Da, I..."
Stunned again.
There were two men outside the door. In her eyes, they weren't as handsome as Wang Da, but they were both impressive. And the hand she held felt cold and rough. It was a glove!
The Chosen One's Thin Cord Gloves!
"Ada?" He raised his eyebrows and stared at her.
Sister Hong immediately let go of her hand, took a few steps back, and after a moment's pause, she swallowed and said, "First, sir, do you want a haircut?"
Hehehe didn't say anything, his eyes fell on her shoulder, which was quite ambiguous.
When he and Haha found the hair salon, they found the door open. Thinking that there might be a ghoul hiding inside, they wanted to observe it quietly. Unexpectedly, as soon as they walked to the door, they were thrown into the arms of a beautiful woman.
Not only beautiful, but also fragrant and voluptuous. The buttons of the cheongsam were half undone, draped over the undulating peaks, half covering and half revealing.
He had been to the dance hall so many times, but he had never met such a charming NPC.
Sister Hong calmed down and soon noticed his charming gaze. Suddenly, she was determined.
She was afraid of what Wang Da might do. Even if the dead man complained to An Rou, as long as she found a chance to leave the hair salon and stopped earning a pitiful thousand yuan, An Rou would not be able to do anything to her.
And right now, there seems to be such an opportunity.
As soon as I thought about it, I saw the notification on the light screen.
[Hair salon staff favorability +30%, current favorability 80%, liked.]
He curled his lips into a smile. It seemed that this NPC was about to throw himself into his arms! But then, the smile disappeared.
[Hair salon staff favorability -30%, current favorability 50%, no favorability.]
What's going on? Did she recognize the wrong person?
Heehee had no idea of the inner turmoil in Sister Hong's heart: as soon as she made up her mind, she thought of Paopao. It was because Paopao and Anrou teamed up to trick her that she ended up with nothing.
But the destined person in front of her was indeed an opportunity. She didn't want to seek revenge on An Rou, but she also didn't want to linger on for a mere thousand gold coins!
Hong Jie's thoughts tossed and turned, and so did the notifications on her screen. His favorability rating kept increasing and decreasing, and he suddenly lost interest in playing the game.
"Brother Ha, take a quick look, is this NPC a bug?"
Haha hurriedly stuffed three large portions of pickled fish. At this time, he was tilting his head back and trying to pour life potion into his mouth to promote digestion. He lowered his head when he heard the words and burped a burp that tasted like pickled cabbage.
Looking at the light screen that Xixi had turned to visible mode.
What a coincidence! After the latest notification popped up on the screen, no new messages appeared. The salon staff's favorability rating remained at 70%. Friendly.
"That's enough questioning for clues." Haha said.
He smacked his lips, feeling a bit uncomfortable. After all, at the beginning, with an 80% favorability rating, there was a chance that he would have a free night of love.
"Where's your shampooer?" he asked.
"I wash and cut your hair." Sister Hong buttoned up her clothes and smiled. "Would you two gentlemen like a wash or a cut?"
They looked at each other with laughter.
The clues provided by the owner of Yong'an Hotel were not many, but they were very clear, pointing out that there was something wrong with the male shampooer in the hair salon. Finally, with the name of "Hongjie Hair Salon" added, the relevance of the clue rose to 50%.
There shouldn't be any mistakes.
Haha frowned and said, "Are you the only one in the shop? Didn't they say there's a new male shampooer?"
"Him?" Sister Hong revealed a hint of disgust. "He ran away. Sir, I've been doing this for over ten years and I'm a very skilled worker. I'm sure you'll be comfortable."
These words were ambiguous, and Xixi couldn't help but be distracted, staring at Sister Hong's fair neck.
Whether intentionally or not, she left the top button unbuttoned.
Haha finally ate the pickled fish as he wished, and now he only had one task in mind: "Run away? Where did he go?"
Sister Hong's smile froze. Why was he, such a good man, so concerned about Wang Da? Could it be that... this gentleman was a rabbit?
This realization caused her favorability towards Haha to drop by 20%. Haha was stunned for a moment and looked at his companions: "Is this woman really a bug?"
He chuckled without saying anything and pointed at the screen. On it, Sister Hong's favorability towards him increased by 10%, entering the "like" state again.
Sister Hong warmly supported his arm and said, "Please come in, sir. My technique is really good. While I'm washing you, I'll also massage your head. It's guaranteed to loosen up your muscles and relieve fatigue..."
You only know how good it is when you get it back after losing it. Hehehe, he was already tempted and followed him inside.
"Hey, Brother Xi..."
Haha didn't call him, and a message from Xixi popped up on the screen: [Waiting for the ghoul to come back.]
He tutted and shook his head.
The two weren't brothers, and didn't even know each other personally. They met in-game, their IDs connecting them. They found a rapport, one a foodie, the other a womanizer, and they began teaming up to complete missions.
Hehe, this guy is still reliable at the critical moment. Besides, he is right. Even if we go out to look for it now, we don’t know where the ghoul has gone. Waiting is the safest way.
Furthermore, the two had analyzed on the way that a ghoul who would disguise himself as a hair salon employee would have to be at least a C-level. As for the higher B-level, they all agreed that the possibility was very small.
The higher the level of the ghoul, the greater its appetite, and it is not satisfied with devouring the souls of NPCs. It will not stare at her at all as the restaurant owner described.
The hair salon isn't large. To the right of the entrance is the waiting area, furnished with mahogany sofas and a glass coffee table. To the left is the largest area of the shop, decorated with three full-length mirrors. This is the hairdressing area. At the far end is a corridor, separated by a garish wall. The hair washing area is at the entrance, and at the end of the corridor is a small room with a half-open door.
In those days, there were no such things as reclining chairs for shampooing; customers sat on leather stools, their heads facing the sink. Normally, the shampooer should stand beside the customer, for ease of operation. But Sister Hong chose to stand behind Xixi, her body pressed tightly against his back, slightly bent over, her breasts practically pressing against his shoulders.
The body fragrance is alluring.
"Sir, is the water temperature right?"
"suitable."
"What about the intensity?"
"You can press harder, you can't break me."
Sister Hong smiled like a silver bell: "As expected of Mr. Destiny, you are in great health."
The words were too obvious to be considered a hint. He dropped his hand and touched the smooth calf behind him.
Sister Hong didn't hide.
It’s done. Although I don’t quite understand why, it’s easy to do, which makes Xixi very happy.
Through the wall, the sound of running water and laughter reached Paopao's ears. He was like an ant on the hot pot, running around in circles.
After waiting for a long time, I finally got the person here, but Wang Da ran away?
It's all Sister Hong's fault. She couldn't seduce anyone else, but Wang Da. She forced her mouth close to him, as if she was afraid the ghoul wouldn't be able to smell the soul?!
Thinking about it now, Paopao wished that Wang Da would swallow Sister Hong in one gulp, so that he wouldn't be in such a dilemma.
- Should I sit back and wait for the two players to run out of patience and leave? Or should I just go in and kill them myself?
But what if the other party is higher level than him? And there are two of them, and he is just a broken bronze player, so he has no chance of winning!
Paopao slapped his forehead.
He suddenly realized that the most fatal point was that in all this time, he had never thought of forming a temporary team with the boss, and had not even exchanged a communication card!
If we can’t get in touch in an emergency, won’t that delay things?!
After much thought, Paopao's gaze fell on the window. The room was small, and the window wasn't big either, barely wide enough for one person to get out.
Go look outside first. If you can't find Wang Da, run to the restaurant and inform the boss. If an employee encounters a difficult task, they must ask the boss for help, right?
Paopao made up his mind and nodded vigorously. As soon as his hand touched the window, a face suddenly pressed against the glass.
Give him a scare.
"Wang Da?" Paopao blurted out, then immediately lowered his voice, "Where have you been?"
"It smells good." Wang Da said, his eyes sliding to the side and staring straight at the wall of the hair salon.
It seems that his IQ is still pretty good. He didn't break through the wall and rush into the hair salon directly, but came in through the window of the small room.
Paopao had just pulled him into the room when the sound of water next door suddenly stopped and Sister Hong's confused voice was heard.
"Room... go to the room...
"Sir, can you take me away? I don't want anything..."
"As long as I can stay by your side and serve you all the time..."
The footsteps actually came towards the small room.
"Hide!"
Paopao whispered, tugging and dragging until Wang Da was finally pushed under the bed. The moment he hurriedly hid inside, the door opened. A player stepped in wearing specially made metal boots. Hong Jie lost one of her cloth shoes, and her calf wrapped around the other's waist like a water snake.
Bang, she was pushed onto the bed.
Ding, the metal buckle on the belt fell to the ground.
"Wait, wait a minute..."
Sister Hong didn't let him go any further, she held his chest and gave him a seductive look.
"Sir, can you please promise Xiaohong?
"Take Xiaohong away. Xiaohong serves Mr. like this every day..."
Notifications of favorability kept popping up, approaching 90%. Just a nod of the head would put him in the "infatuation" state and allow him to do whatever he wanted to Sister Hong.
I have to say that Sister Hong’s timing is very accurate.
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