Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Yang Fei pressed the alarm bell and then quietly waited for the rescue personnel with Qin Xianfei.

With a man and a woman squeezed into such a small elevator, the atmosphere suddenly became strange.

The air held the rose fragrance from Qin Xianfei, neither too strong nor too light, subtly intoxicating.

Qin Xianfei had received the kind of ancient Western nobility education since childhood, where interactions between men and women never crossed the line.

She never had the chance to be squeezed so close to a man.

A woman's psychological defense is quite peculiar; as long as a man enters her physical space, her mental defenses unconsciously lower.

If a woman allows you to pat her shoulder or pinch her cheek, she already has her guard down for you.

Therefore, there's a saying in the Rogue Realm: a woman's pathway leads to her heart.

And at this moment, Yang Fei had undoubtedly already breached Qin Xianfei's personal space, but due to the situation, Qin Xianfei hadn't realized it.

However, she naturally developed a strange feeling towards this man, as if this jerk wasn't so detestable after all.

The rescue personnel still hadn't arrived, and both Yang Fei and Qin Xianfei felt helpless.

Qin Xianfei's face became increasingly red, and she remained silent.

Yang Fei noticed Qin Xianfei's face flushing, her teeth clenched, and her body trembling slightly.

He found it odd and asked, "What's wrong with you, are you sick?"

Qin Xianfei took a deep breath, glared at Yang Fei, and said, "None of your business."

Yang Fei hit a wall and could only turn around, mumbling to himself.

"Sometimes I really don't understand you, as a Martial Arts Grandmaster, how can you be so timid?"

"With your status, you clearly don't need to live in this apartment, yet you insist on staying here…"

At this point, Qin Xianfei suddenly groaned and squatted down, her face flushed.

Yang Fei was startled and quickly went to support her, "What's wrong, are you really sick?"

Qin Xianfei had been drinking water while waiting for Yang Fei, and the urge to urinate had long arisen.

When she left the police station, she could barely hold it anymore, so she had intended to return to the apartment to use the restroom.

But unexpectedly, she got trapped in the elevator, and now she was so close to bursting that she could no longer listen to Yang Fei.

However, Qin Xianfei was too embarrassed to speak of such a shameful matter, so she could only bear it desperately.

She felt as if a part of her body was about to explode, her whole body trembling.

Yang Fei, being very smart, understood immediately when he saw Qin Xianfei's condition.

He chuckled, turned around, took out an mp3 player, and plugged the earphones into his ears, not saying anything.

Qin Xianfei's upbringing as a lady never allowed her to relieve herself in front of a man, but the pressure from her body had become unbearable.

Just as Qin Xianfei was about to break down, a voice suddenly came from outside the elevator: "Is anyone in there?"

"Yes, open the door quickly!"

Qin Xianfei called out, almost in tears, feeling immensely relieved, and Yang Fei also let out a sigh of relief.

The staff hoisted the elevator to the seventh floor and opened it.

The moment the elevator door opened, Qin Xianfei rushed out like a wildfire needed to be extinguished.

Yang Fei laughed heartily, who would have thought that the proud school principal could be driven to such a state by a need to pee.

Yang Fei cheerfully returned to the apartment, just in time to encounter Qin Xianfei coming out of the restroom.

Her face flushed red, she sneaked back to her room like a thief.

At this moment, Wen Xiaoxiao rushed out of her room, grabbing Yang Fei's arm.

"Brother Fang, it's bad, save me!"

Yang Fei was stunned, "Who's trying to kill you?"

"Xiaoxiao, isn't it a bit inappropriate to ask me for help every day?"

Wen Xiaoxiao was wearing a small white camisole.

"Brother Fang, that guy rewarded me again last night, reaching first on the gifts list, now he wants to meet me."

Yang Fei immediately pulled his hand back from Wen Xiaoxiao and took a step back.

"I don't have money."

Wen Xiaoxiao desperately clung onto Yang Fei's hand.

"Brother Fang, are you willing to watch me jump into the fire pit? Save me, at worst…"

Reaching this point, she bit her little canine tooth, "I'll warm the bed for you."

"What, warm the bed?"

Yang Fei almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Although Wen Xiaoxiao was petite, she had skin as white as snow and was adorably cute.

This kind of innocent and pure girl would definitely be a fatal attraction to a man in bed.

Yang Fei couldn't help but swallow.

Wen Xiaoxiao noticed Yang Fei's peculiar gaze and blushed immediately.

"I...it's not what you think, just to help you warm the blanket."

As she said this, she seemed to realize something herself, crystalline tears welled up in her eyes.

Yang Fei sighed, patting her shoulder.

"Someone is giving you money, what are you afraid of? He can rant all he wants, just ignore him."

Wen Xiaoxiao was on the verge of tears, "But all my fans will run away, it's my only source of income."

Yang Fei shook his head, rather speechless.

"Alright, I'll help you top up, but you'll have to pay back for the gifts."

Wen Xiaoxiao broke into a smile, extending a fair finger to link pinkies with Yang Fei.

"Alright, it's a deal."

Yang Fei entered Wen Xiaoxiao's live stream room on his phone.

When he looked at the gift list, the guy named Pig-Riding Chrysanthemum Admiring had over eight thousand fan value points.

Yang Fei laughed, "No wonder his fan value is first, is he also the number one idiot?"

"Watching your little steamer live stream, spending over eight thousand on gifts."

"Tsk, Brother Fang, you underestimate people, I'm the campus belle of United University."

Wen Xiaoxiao spat at Yang Fei, wrinkling her cute little nose.

"Brother Fang, please help, I really don't want to meet that perverse guy."

Yang Fei sighed and shook his head.

"As a gentleman, fighting fan value with an idiot, I feel so helpless."

On the live platform, Pig-Riding Chrysanthemum Admiring was smugly teasing Wen Xiaoxiao.

"How about it, Xiaoxiao, I've shown my feelings for you, let's meet up?"

Wen Xiaoxiao reappeared on camera, sweetly acting coy.

"If you stay first on the fan list for three days, we can meet up."

Pig-Riding Chrysanthemum Admiring typed a line: "That's too easy."

"Xiaoxiao, spending this money is nothing, why not have dinner with me, let me buy you a bag?"

He sent a string of rose and drooling emojis, along with a line of text.

"This small change is nothing, I deal with hundreds of thousands per second, it doesn't matter."

As if to prove his indifference, the guy sent a few more crowns and sports cars, totaling over two thousand.

The live platform audience boiled over, expressing disdain and envy for this Young Master Dog.

"Damn, truly rich, what a tyrant!"

"I think he's got a screw loose."

"Young Master Dog, but you have to admit, he's got money."

"Xiaoxiao Goddess, hold tight, this is the vile corruption of capitalist money."

"Corrupt me, I'm willing, I'm willing for anything."

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