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Chapter 102 Milk Tea Payment Method? That waist is so slender, you could wrap your hand around it!

"You'd be perfect for cosplaying Iruru," Wang Ye said.

Compared to Mai Shiranui, Tsunade, and Hancock, Iruru from Dragon Maid is clearly more in line with Xu An'an's temperament. After all, that exaggerated magnitude that completely defies the laws of physics is not something that an ordinary person can recreate.

Xu An'an paused for two seconds, clearly not knowing who this character was.

"Wang Ye, what you're talking about sounds unfamiliar to me."

Wang Ye said with a smile, "You don't need to hear it, you'll see for yourself."

He had already searched for the character's image on his phone and handed it to Xu An'an to look at.

Xu An'an blushed after seeing the picture, especially the outrageous bust size. Then she looked down at her own G-cup breasts, which were also constricted by a pink silk camisole and looked like they were about to burst: "This...this..."

"Just tell me if it fits or not," Wang Ye said with a smile.

"It seems to fit quite well," Xu An'an said.

Wang Ye nodded: "That's right, the figure matches, and the temperament matches too."

"You do have some taste," Xu An'an said with a touch of arrogance.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, supporting herself with her hands behind her back.

This movement instantly made the woman, who had nothing underneath her pajamas, teeter on the verge of falling down.

"Then you help me choose clothes."

"You still need to take pictures of me."

"Can."

Wang Ye nodded: "How much is the photography fee?"

"We're already so close, why are you still charging me?" Xu An'an looked at Wang Ye ingratiatingly, leaning forward, her heavy, oppressive aura almost pressing against his face.

Wang Ye shook his head: "Even close brothers keep clear accounts!"

Xu An'an casually said, "Then I'll give you a massage."

Wang Ye still shook his head: "Director Xu, you've already caused inflation with this payment method."

Xu An'an looked at Wang Ye: "Then what do you want?"

Wang Ye beckoned to Xu An'an with his finger, signaling her to come closer.

Without hesitation, Xu An'an moved closer to Wang Ye. As she moved, her soft body rippled violently, carrying with it a faint fragrance after her bath.

Wang Ye lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, "You'll buy me milk tea."

Wang Ye read the last two words separately, deliberately emphasizing them, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over the abyss of her neckline.

Xu An'an instantly understood, her pretty face flushed red, and even her snow-white, slender neck turned an alluring pink.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally agreed in a low voice.

Wang Ye looked at Xu An'an and said, "We need to pay first."

……

We can't say a word all night.

The next day.

The five people set off for the Hanging Temple on time.

The Amodiro Conqueror L was too big, so Wang Ye checked the road conditions in advance and parked the car in a parking area suitable for large vehicles before taking the scenic area shuttle bus.

Just as Wang Ye reached the vicinity of the entrance, a system notification appeared automatically.

[Ding! Host detected arriving at 4A-level scenic spot: Hanging Temple.]

[Check-in successful.]

[Reward: 2000000 yuan.]

Two million has been received.

Wang Ye was in a good mood; his first paycheck of the day arrived on time.

Xu An'an stood at the entrance, looking up at the temple hanging on the cliff. Today she was wearing a tight-fitting sun-protective outfit with super short sports pants, her upright figure making the zipper look tight.

"Holy crap."

"Was this really built by a person?"

Su Qingyan opened the action camera. She was wearing a fitted light gray tracksuit, which not only did not hide her aloof and ethereal temperament, but also perfectly outlined her slender waist and straight, long legs, exuding a unique allure as she walked.

The Hanging Temple was first built in the fifteenth year of the Taihe reign of the Northern Wei Dynasty, more than 1,500 years ago.

"The building utilizes the recesses in the cliff face to shelter from the wind and rain. Although it is not large in scale, the spatial organization is very complex."

Shen Zhiwei took over the explanation.

She was still dressed professionally, but today she was carrying a backpack with the straps crossing her chest and creating a strikingly full, rounded shape.

"People often mistakenly believe that the Hanging Temple is mainly supported by these slender pillars on the outside."

"In fact, the crossbeams inserted into the rock mass are the ones that actually bear the weight."

"Some wooden components are embedded deep into the rock face, forming a stable load-bearing structure."

Xu An'an listened attentively.

"Understood."

"The outer pillars provide emotional value, while the inner beams do the actual work."

Wang Ye nodded.

"This applies to many companies."

"The leaders are responsible for taking photos, and the employees are responsible for bearing the weight."

Shen Zhiwei turned around.

"Could you please stop turning ancient architecture into workplace jokes?"

Wang Ye shrugged and said, "I'm trying to make it easier for ordinary viewers to understand. Understanding makes it easier to remember, but that doesn't mean I don't respect these things."

"I think it's quite effective at spreading the word," Liu Ruoxi interjected.

Today she wore a pair of highly elastic black yoga pants, which accentuated her E-cup mature peach-like breasts and voluptuous curves, making her incredibly alluring as she moved.

Shen Zhiwei thought for two seconds: "Okay, but you need to add the accurate principles later."

Wang Ye: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

Shen Zhiwei herself probably didn't realize that she had unknowingly positioned herself as a member of Wang Ye's team.

Before entering the climbing area, staff repeatedly gave reminders.

The road is narrow, so please proceed in order. Stopping to take photos, leaning against the railings, and going against the flow of traffic are prohibited.

Xu An'an was still very excited down below, jumping up and down a couple of times, causing a dizzying surge of shaking.

"I'm going to push my limits today!"

"A hanging temple is nothing to this director; he can handle it with ease!"

Wang Ye raised his action camera.

Record this part first.

"If your legs go weak later, the before and after comparison can keep the audience captivated for thirty seconds."

"Don't look down on me!"

The five people walked up the narrow stairs, and the first part was relatively smooth.

After turning a wooden ladder, the outer side of the cliff suddenly opened up completely, with a drop of tens of meters below.

The wooden railings are not high, and a slight sound is heard underfoot with each step a visitor takes.

Xu An'an was still being stubborn a second ago, but the next second she turned around and pressed herself against the inner cliff wall. The astonishing lightning bolt pressed down hard on the cold stone wall and was directly squeezed into a shockingly flat shape.

"wrong."

"This place isn't quite right."

Wang Ye walked behind her.

"Director Xu, why did you stop?"

"I am studying ancient architecture."

"What can you possibly figure out with your face pressed against the wall?"

"Study the temperature of the walls."

"Weren't you just trying to push your limits?"

"Xu An'an has already stayed at the entrance."

"This is the stable version."

The tourists behind couldn't help but laugh.

Shen Zhiwei walked further back, carrying the equipment, her tone still calm.

Don't look down.

"Hold on the inside and follow the person in front."

"This structure has been maintained and monitored, and there are no problems with normal passage."

Xu An'an grasped the life-saving information.

"Did you hear me?"

"Professionals all say there's no problem."

She took a step, and the wooden planks beneath her feet made a soft creaking sound.

Xu An'an immediately shrank back.

"It rang!"

Wang Ye remained silent.

"The wooden structure makes normal noises."

"Your knees still crack when you walk, but I haven't seen you apply for them to be scrapped."

"My knee can be replaced, but how can I replace this one after it falls down!"

When will you be able to get your knee replaced?

Liu Ruoxi's shoulders were trembling, clearly trying to suppress a laugh, and her mature, voluptuous breasts quivered restlessly.

The group continued forward.

Shen Zhiwei appeared calm, but her steps grew smaller and smaller.

As we turned onto a suspended walkway, some tourists stopped to take pictures, causing a brief congestion in the queue.

Just then, the mountain wind suddenly picked up.

Shen Zhiwei gripped the railing tightly with her fingers instantly. Due to excessive tension, her breathing became rapid, and her towering breasts heaved violently.

Wang Ye, standing next to her, immediately sensed something was wrong.

Are you afraid of heights?

Shen Zhiwei immediately denied it.

"no."

"You've gripped the railing so hard the paint is almost chipped off."

"I'm checking the stability of the components."

Wang Ye almost burst out laughing.

"Check by hand?"

"Director Shen, your detection technology is a bit primitive."

Shen Zhiwei pursed her lips tightly, pressing them firmly against the inside of her mouth.

"Shut up."

The tourists in front didn't move for a long time, while more people kept coming up from behind.

The space is getting increasingly cramped.

Shen Zhiwei stood there, her face gradually turning pale.

Another gust of wind blew by, and her body swayed violently.

Wang Ye reacted swiftly, his large hand reaching out to catch her slender waist. Through the thin fabric, he could feel the cool, supple flesh trembling slightly in his palm.

"Move over."

Shen Zhiwei's body tensed instantly, and her amazing curve inevitably brushed against Wang Ye's arm, which was incredibly soft.

"I can do it myself."

"A capable person wouldn't be standing here as punishment."

Don't be reckless.

Wang Ye held her soft waist tightly with one hand, and gestured behind him with the other.

"Let's stop for a bit."

"The road ahead is being cleared, please don't push any further."

Su Qingyan also turned around to remind the tourists in front of her.

"Those taking photos, please proceed as soon as possible."

"We can't stay here for long."

Liu Ruoxi stood behind, her voice gentle, her waist swaying slightly.

"Everyone, don't rush. Help the elderly and children first."

Leave some space for passage.

Staff members also rushed over from the other side and quickly directed the flow of people.

The tourists who were stuck in the traffic jam finally started to move forward.

Shen Zhiwei followed Wang Ye out of the narrowest spot and onto a wider platform before slowly releasing his arm. Her fair cheeks were already flushed, and her breathing remained rapid and uneven.

Wang Ye glanced down.

His sleeves were already creased from her gripping.

"Director Shen, is this what it means to not be afraid of heights?"

Shen Zhiwei pushed up her glasses, trying to hide her panic.

"That was a risk response caused by tourist congestion."

"It has nothing to do with acrophobia."

"OK."

Wang Ye nodded, his gaze inadvertently drifting over her T-shirt, which was slightly damp with cold sweat and revealed the outline of her inner lining.

You're absolutely right.

"But I just saved you, so shouldn't the cultural advisory service be discounted?"

"The outcome of the bet hasn't been announced yet."

"Then let's put it in the books."

Shen Zhiwei turned around and continued forward.

She took a few steps and then suddenly stopped.

"Thank you for earlier."

"The sound was too soft, I couldn't hear it."

"I didn't hear about the liquidation."

Wang Ye laughed.

This woman's stubbornness rivals that of Xu An'an.

Xu An'an stood in front and peeked out.