I have ten trillion licking dog gold

It's not just the two passionate duo players who are having a sleepless night.

"What's the situation on Miss's end? Is she asleep?"

For the first thirty years, she couldn't wake up; for the next thirty, she couldn't fall asleep. This was especially true for the lonely Fourth Wife.

Why did she advocate drinking?

Was it simply to take someone down?

No.

He just wanted to use alcohol to help him sleep.

pity.

Backfired.

Facing the fourth wife, who was dressed in an expensive nightgown, the nanny who served the young lady lowered her head and said, "It shouldn't be there yet."

Fourth Madam raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"Mr. Jiang just asked me to bring in two computers and asked me to install a game called LOL. Miss and Mr. Jiang must have been playing the game."

What are you going to do?
Fourth Aunt was distracted, and then wrinkles appeared on her smooth forehead.

Even though the night was long, after all that fussing and turning, it was almost dawn.

Playing games at this hour?

Do young people really go to such lengths?
She even took out the master key; was she asking the other person to play League of Legends with her daughter?

Desperate, the fourth wife's breathing became heavy and labored. Restrained by the nanny, she could only say angrily, "You're not young anymore, yet you still don't know how to take care of your health? Don't you know that staying up late is extremely harmful to your health?"

The nanny remained silent.

Should I go and kill them myself?

That's definitely inappropriate.

She felt embarrassed if she didn't mention the two young people.

But can you just sit there anxiously?
This is also inconsistent with the personality of the fourth wife.

After a moment's thought, she made a decisive decision and said sternly, "Go and cut the net."

"what?"

The nanny looked up in surprise.

"What do you mean, 'huh'? Unplug the network cable, do you know how? If not, find someone who does."

"Good, good."

The nanny quickly obeyed and left.

In the luxurious bedroom, the fourth wife arrogantly flicked her sleeve, saying, "This is outrageous."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Heal me quickly, unleash your ultimate skill."

Whether in life or in games, it's important to find your own niche. Compared to the flamboyant Yasuo, the gentle Soraka is undoubtedly more in line with He Yihui's attributes. Unlike the poor mid-jungle synergy in the previous game, the two teamed up in the bottom lane this time, which was a match made in heaven. You are Ashe and I am Soraka, and we put the enemy Caitlyn and Lux ​​under a lot of pressure.

In esports, data speaks volumes.

In less than ten minutes, without any interference from either jungler, Boss Jiang's Ashe achieved two double kills, leading the entire game and securing the MVP title in advance.

The most interesting thing is not that he messed up in the previous game but carried in this one.

Instead, he ran into Noxus's Hand, who had a rather bad temper.

Ok.

I went to the other side.

The once-dominant League of Legends has declined significantly, with a large number of players leaving. Many of them have started to focus on other aspects of life, and given that it's late at night, it's not surprising that they are matched together repeatedly.

Ugh.

Why don't you wait a while before starting the game?
Maybe we can avoid it.

I feel so embarrassed.

Seeing the policewoman suddenly stand still behind the minion wave, even though he couldn't sneak into the enemy team's chat channel, Boss Jiang, who had been teammates with the irritable Darius, could guess what had probably happened.

Darius must be putting pressure on us again.

Although they switched heroes, they had a friendly exchange in the last game, and they remembered each other, so the other probably did too.

What's the most heartbreaking thing about playing games?
That's the situation now.

The noob who messed up went to the enemy team and ended up unleashing his full power, with the destructive force equivalent to two slaps. At this moment, the Darius who types at a speed comparable to a machine gun is probably frantically firing at the bot lane duo.

Lux paused for a moment, then took two more steps, while the policewoman, who was probably the type to not stand being treated, just stood there as punishment. Of course, she was probably busy typing away on her keyboard.

"call out--"

A massive ice arrow easily struck the policewoman. Without Boss Jiang's command, Miss He immediately cast a Silence Bind at the policewoman's feet, and biubiubiu—the ice arrows rained down, ignoring Lux's skill harassment, and quickly sent the policewoman back to the fountain once again.

A sneak attack?

No.

Giving your all is the greatest respect you can show to your opponent.

"Wow, that's amazing! Ashe and healer actually managed to kill Caitlyn and Lux."

"This time, I'm clinging to a powerful figure."

"Jungler, come to top lane, this Darius is an idiot."

……

Look.

The team atmosphere immediately changed, a world of difference from the previous game.

Individual ability can completely change the environment.

This time, the usually aloof Boss Jiang dropped his act and quickly typed a reply: "Basic stuff, don't be ridiculous."

Soraka: "6".

After sending the minion wave to the tower, Boss Jiang returned to base satisfied. Turning around, his frustration vanished. "This game is settled. We'll finish the battle in twenty minutes."

"Caitlyn has hung up."

Not everyone has the resilience and mental fortitude of Boss Jiang and Miss He. After the policewoman was killed for the third time, she didn't log back in for a long time, and it's highly likely that she had a mental breakdown.

When playing games, the worst thing is encountering this situation, as it affects the gaming experience, but Boss Jiang can understand.

"Then go on your way and help the crocodile."

"Don't go."

Soraka refused.

"why?"

“I’m worried Darius will jump up and chop me to death with his axe.”

"..."

Jiang Chen couldn't hold back and burst into laughter, "What's there to be afraid of? Your equipment is better than his. If you dance in front of him, he probably won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Why are you so vengeful?"

Miss He's sharp critique.

Just as Jiang Chen, brimming with confidence and certain of victory, was about to speak, the computer screen suddenly froze, displaying a network error message...

Not long after.

The game disconnected.

Jiang Chen was taken aback, then looked at the auxiliary screen and found the same result as him.

Is this what they mean by "pride comes before a fall"?

He Yihui immediately tried to reconnect, but still couldn't log in. She discovered that it wasn't a problem with the game, but rather that her computer had lost internet access.

"Go and call someone."

She gave the order.

It's not princess syndrome.

It's really inconvenient not even wearing pajamas.

"Who are you calling?"

"There's no internet."

"Has your internet ever been down?"

Jiang Chen asked.

Winning a game before going to sleep is an obsession many people have had, and as a result, they often stay up until dawn.

It seems they won't be able to achieve it tonight either.

They were destined to win, but fate intervened.

Ugh.

That's enough.

That's just how fate is.

"No."

"Then why did it stop tonight?"

Miss He still didn't understand the other party's hint. "How should I know? Just have someone check it."

"never mind."

"Why? The game isn't over yet." He Yihui had high gaming etiquette and was unwilling to abandon her three teammates.

"You've fixed the internet, but believe me, the power will be cut off next."

"I can't help it," Mr. Jiang said helplessly.

He Yihui stared at the other person, blinked unconsciously, and after a moment of silence, asked, "How come you have so much experience?"

Yes.

Wasn't that a bit too quick a reaction?

How could you see through everything in the blink of an eye just because the game disconnected?
Not scientific.

Jiang Chen opened his mouth, then casually waved his hand, "It's not important."

He then turned off his laptop and stood up.

The game can't be played now.

So what should we do next?
Of course... I should go to sleep.

Boss Jiang was fast enough, but little did he know that Soraka would arrive first after being behind. In one leap, she "pounced" onto the bed, her back, waist, hips, and legs undulating with a motion that made one's mouth dry.

Fortunately, it wasn't a thong; otherwise, even Tang Sanzang would probably have had to return to secular life on the spot.

of course.

The amount of ingredients used is shockingly small.

Compared to men's clothing, women's clothing is extremely profitable.

"what are you doing?"

Getting back to the main point, Boss Jiang suddenly stopped.

He Yihui turned over, "My bed."

First, we see the curve of her back, and now we're showing off her front lines. Don't forget, different poses create different visual effects. Now, as she reclines on the bed, she looks more like an underwear model.

Wearing so little, they were indeed quick. Jiang Chen, who was a step slower, didn't panic. He returned from the game to reality and reminded, or rather warned, "Tonight, this bed is mine."

Who do you think you are?
Did they take the chicken feather lunchbox as an imperial edict?

He Yihui ignored her and even kicked off her slippers, her long legs slightly curled up, and her feet moved onto the bed.

—Your feet are so white and tender, there isn’t a single dead skin. Your toes are clearly defined, and your bones are well-proportioned, like tender bamboo shoots. They look so delicious!

Her skin wasn't fair, but her feet were very fair, perhaps because they weren't exposed to the sun.

"It's getting late, you can go and rest now."

Ho!
Did you think he was cosplaying?
Jiang Chen felt a tightness in his chest, deeply hurt, a feeling on a completely different level than when he had just been verbally abused by Darius. He took a deep breath, his eyes sharp, and finally issued a warning, "Tonight, I'm not going anywhere."

"Then I'll give you a suggestion."

Miss He was fearless. "Go sleep in the bathtub."

The bathtub is large enough to comfortably accommodate four or five people.

And you can also enjoy the night view outside.

After saying that, He Yihui turned around and crawled towards the head of the bed.

"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

She was a tough character, and the other person wasn't exactly a nice guy either. When his authority was disregarded, he strode forward menacingly, grabbed the other person's ankle, and pulled him back.

It has a bit of a crime movie feel to it.

At this moment, He Yihui did not surrender as easily as she had outside the garden. She resolutely resisted, kicking her legs hard. However, the gender gap only increased the dramatic tension of her struggle.

"laugh--"

After easily pulling her over, Jiang Chen sat on the edge of the bed, firmly clamping her legs with his arms to immobilize her. Then, with one hand, he tore off the belt of his nightgown and quickly wrapped it around her ankles, tying them together. The speed and fluidity of his movements were astonishing, and his skill was terrifying.

Are you even a man?

He Yihui probably didn't expect the other party to be serious. She tried to kick her legs to break free of the restraints, but to no avail. She really looked like a mermaid.

Jiang Chen sneered, tied the other person's legs and quickly stood up, not caring that the absence of the belt would cause his robe to open and expose him. Anyway, it was only his underwear that was showing, so it was fair.

He bent down, grabbed the other person's waist, and easily lifted the 1.7-meter-tall man into his arms.

"I advise you to be honest."

This time, without the pajamas in his way, Jiang Chen could feel the smoothness and elasticity of her skin, the irresistible touch, the body temperature that burned away his reason, and the delicate fragrance emanating from her neck and shoulders.

The top notes are a refreshing coolness of citrus, the middle notes are infused with gentle white flowers, and the base notes are a deep, warm woody tone, progressing layer by layer, subtle yet persistent, matching her innate style.

There's some truth to the saying that you can tell a woman's character by her scent.

"You wouldn't dare."

He Yihui did not make any rash moves, such as slapping him. Although her legs were tied, she could still move her hands freely. But this is where the difference between a smart woman and a stupid woman is revealed. She could have used her fists, but what purpose would that serve besides provoking the thug?
It has just been proven that she is no match for him.

"Humph."

Jiang Chen responded with a cold laugh, grabbed the other person around the waist, strode towards the bathroom, and then placed the other person in the oversized bathtub.

"You want to sleep in the bathtub? Here you go."

After saying that, Jiang Chen turned and left without looking back. What a dashing and handsome guy!

He Yihui lay in the cold bathtub, her mind blank, stunned.

Throw her in the bathtub?

Given her knowledge, refinement, and upbringing, she couldn't help but want to swear for a moment.

That's not what she meant by "I dare not".

"ah!"

After a moment of stunned silence, Miss He finally broke down. Her beautiful yet elegant face showed a look of "anger and embarrassment." She then haphazardly pulled off the "straps" on her legs, climbed out of the bathtub, and almost fell over when she stepped out due to her emotional state.

"Deng deng deng-"

When she rushed back to the bedside, the man was already comfortably lying down, adjusting his pillows. Seeing her return, he calmly asked:

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? It's so big, it shouldn't be like that."

He Yihui stared straight at him without saying a word, her eyes frightening, as if she wanted to devour him alive, and her lower abdomen seemed even tighter.

Jiang Chen leaned against the headboard and yawned. "I'm going to sleep."

Then he asked, "Where do you turn off the light?"

He Yihui remained silent and did not make any desperate moves. Instead, she shockingly managed to control her anger at this critical moment. She even walked away and helped turn off the lights.

"Clap."

It's the main switch for the room that's turned off.

In an instant, all the dream love rooms of all the women went dark, with only the faint light penetrating the night.

"You're Ashe, I'm the healer."

In the darkness, only a blurry black shadow could be seen standing by the bed again.

Don't make trouble.

The internet is down.

I never expected she was an internet addict.

"You've proven yourself; your nanny is very strong."

Boss Jiang, who is usually very meticulous, was a little slow to react this time.

"Shh-"

A hidden weapon flew over and landed right on my head.

"calm."

He subconsciously removed the hidden weapon from his face, and then immediately said, "I don't know if I'm warning them or myself?"

"You're Ashe, I'm the healer."

A voice, like a broken record, came from beside the bed.

In this dark and gloomy setting, one might easily think of horror movies, such as the story of Chu Renmei in "The Haunted Village," which is quite frightening.

Jiang Chen clutched the thin, soft, and fragrant bra, the only sound in the air seeming to be the beating of someone's heart.

"despair."

The bed suddenly sank.

A dark figure climbed onto the bed and slowly approached.

"calm."

Jiang Chen repeated himself, becoming a broken record, only his voice became softer, hoarse, and hesitant.

Is it love?

The answer is simply not answering.

Jiang Chen was holding the fabric, which was more expensive than gold, when his mouth was covered before he could speak, just like when he had covered the other person's mouth in the garden before.

He used his hand, but what covered his mouth was...

He and the shadowy figure shuddered simultaneously, then pressed even closer together.

Women are all mothers.

Why are you so mean?

The mother held her child's head tightly, as if disciplining a naughty child, her murmurs tinged with a desperate attempt to control her trembling.

The child... couldn't make a sound at all. (End of Chapter)