Unrestricted fighting enters the female-oriented genre

"It's so lively here, why didn't you call me?"

Yi Chuhong is very outgoing and friendly.

After she came in, she sat down next to Leng Yanran, poured herself a glass of wine, and started drinking with the others.

He Qiang frowned, looked at her, then at Leng Yanran, and noticed that Leng Yanran had a smug look on her face.

It seems that when she was looking down at her phone earlier, she wasn't really feeling down; she was sending messages to call for help.

Alright, He Qiang finally understands.

Leng Yanran was being ignored, so she called her best friend to come and support her.

This woman is really strong-willed; it's just a family dinner, and she has to steal the spotlight.

It seems that the female lead aura around her is still very strong, constantly pushing her to the main position and not allowing her to retreat in the slightest.

Well, He Qiang had drunk enough anyway and didn't want to stay any longer, so he didn't argue with Yi Chuhong. Instead, he got up, left the table, and went upstairs.

Back in his room, He Qiang took off his clothes and prepared to take a shower.

He still had a bandage on his shoulder, but the wound seemed to be mostly healed.

He looked in the mirror and was shocked to find that the skin under the bandage had completely healed, with only a light pink new scar.

In just one day, his wound actually healed.

This made him overjoyed.

That damn system finally did something humane and gave him a real cheat code.

Quick recovery!

Although it can't compare to those heaven-defying cheat codes that can bring the dead back to life, revive the dying, or cause them to be reborn from the ashes.

But that's about cultivating immortality, it's fantasy.

The world He Qiang lives in is an urban romance novel, with at most some military kings and divine doctors.

His ability is already exceptional, bordering on monstrous.

So he was very satisfied and excited, feeling that a new chapter in his life had begun, and that he could act even more unrestrainedly from now on.

Feeling good? Take a bath...

Hot water cascades down from the showerhead, like golden rain.

He Qiang hummed a little tune as he finished his comfortable shower, put on his bathrobe, and went to bed.

Having drunk quite a bit of alcohol, my head was spinning, and sleepiness quickly overcame me.

He turned off the light, wrapped himself in the blanket, took off his robe, and wearing only his underwear, comfortably rolled over and buried himself in the soft bed.

He didn't know how long he slept, but in his hazy state, He Qiang felt someone scurrying around him, constantly pulling at his blanket.

He immediately woke up with a start, quickly sat up, and reached out to turn on the light.

Then he looked closely and was immediately dumbfounded.

Yi Chuhong was lying right next to him!

Why did this woman end up in his room?

"Damn, how could I forget? She was supposed to stay in this room..."

He Qiang slapped his forehead, only then remembering that Leng Yanran's best friends always slept in this spare bedroom whenever they stayed overnight at the villa.

Yi Chuhong is the same now; after getting drunk, she stayed overnight and naturally ended up in this room.

But this room belongs to him now, what should he do?

Should we give it to her?

But on what grounds?

This is his home, why should he give up his room to her?

Yi Chuhong seemed to have drunk a lot of alcohol; she reeked of it and was very drunk, unable to even open her eyes.

He Qiang estimated that Leng Yanran's situation was similar to hers.

After the two women left, they must have helped each other upstairs, and then, as usual, went into their respective rooms.

After Yi Chuhong came in, she immediately collapsed onto the bed to sleep, too exhausted to even wash up.

Her consciousness was blurred, and she didn't even notice He Qiang's presence.

He Qiang felt a bit disgusted looking at her lying on the bed, feeling dizzy and confused.

Although she is very beautiful and has a great figure, she is a drunkard and went to bed without taking off her shoes.

This is absolutely incomprehensible!

He reached out and patted her face, saying irritably, "Hey, Yi Chuhong, you've come to the wrong room. Your room is next door, go and sleep over there!"

"Wh-what...?"

Yi Chuhong mumbled in a daze, her eyes still closed, and then she subconsciously reached out to pull at her clothes.

"It's so hot..."

She pulled open her coat, revealing a close-fitting pink knit sweater underneath.

Then she was lying on her back, and He Qiang could only see two high, budding breasts emerging...

This is a deliberate test of his composure.

But he's a pervert, how could he possibly have any self-control?

He simply can't withstand the test, okay?

At that moment, He Qiang sniffed, trying hard to convince himself to stop looking and look away.

But his instincts made it impossible for him to look away.

His gaze lingered on her.

Her pretty face was flushed and rosy, her lips were slightly parted, her neck was slender and delicate, and her breasts stood proudly erect...

And what's worse, she wasn't finished yet; she pulled up the hem of her cardigan.

Suddenly, a slender waist, as white as jade, was revealed.

He Qiang's breathing became rapid, his nose was itchy, and he felt thirsty and wanted to drink water.

He helplessly raised his hand to rub his face, forcing himself to sober up, and patted her face again, reminding her, "Yi Chuhong, you're drunk. Do you know what you're doing?"

"Well……"

Yi Chuhong turned her head and opened her eyes wide to look at him with all her might.

Then she seemed to see him clearly, and then she grinned, looking quite silly.

"He Qiang, what are you doing in my bed? Why aren't you dressed?"

She stammered, then turned back to lie flat, her chest heaving, her hands still unconsciously tugging at her clothes.

"It's so hot, I... I want to take it off..."

With a powerful kick, her high heels flew off the bed, revealing her long, black-clad legs, slightly bent and crossed, exuding an inexplicable allure.

Then, something even more outrageous happened.

She immediately began to undo her belt...

He Qiang gripped the blanket tightly with both hands, staring intently at her movements, his heart pounding in his chest.

He wanted to stop her, but his conscience wouldn't allow it.

This is fresh meat delivered to his door for free. Why wouldn't he eat it?

Besides, this woman had been helping Leng Yanran bully and humiliate him all along, so she already owed him something.

So what if he ate it?

Can't he charge some interest?

So at this moment, he really wanted to see her completely disarmed.

However, her belt was a bit tight; it was made of white woven calfskin, and the buckle was firmly fastened, making it impossible to unfasten.

She tried to twist the handle several times in a daze but couldn't budge it, which made He Qiang anxious and want to help her.

Before he could even reach out, Yi Chuhong gave up on her own.

She frowned, clicked her tongue, and let go of her hand listlessly, as if she couldn't be bothered to care anymore.

Why did this woman stop?

He Qiang was furious and wanted to urge her to continue untying her belt and not give up so easily.

Young people should be energetic and resilient, and should not be discouraged when they encounter difficulties.

Try a little harder, you can definitely solve it!

He's really disappointed in me...

"Water, give me water, I'm so thirsty..."

Yi Chuhong had no idea what He Qiang was thinking.

She shifted her body groggily, mumbling as if she wanted some water.

It would be strange if I wasn't thirsty after drinking so much alcohol.

Not only was she thirsty, but He Qiang was thirsty too.

He was breathing rapidly, his blood was boiling, and he was reacting strongly...

He looked at her quietly, wanting to ask her: Do you want some saliva?

Then he really wanted to pounce on his prey like a hungry tiger.

However, his last shred of reason brought him to a halt.

He definitely wanted to win this woman over.

But he didn't want to possess her so carelessly.

If he's going to win her over, he should do it openly and honestly, making sure she's willing and taking the initiative.

He doesn't care for things that are forcibly taken!

He rubbed his head vigorously to calm down, got up, poured a large glass of water, and gulped down several mouthfuls to calm himself down. Then he climbed onto the bed, reached out to support her head, and fed her water.

Upon tasting the water, she immediately gulped it down like a thirsty traveler in the desert.

She actually gulped down a large glass of water, nearly 800 milliliters, in one go.

"vomit--"

After finishing her drink, she let out a satisfied burp, the strong smell of alcohol hitting her nose and instantly dispelling all of He Qiang's distracting thoughts.

He frowned at the smell and really wanted to slap the drunken woman and tell her to get lost.

This girl is so unrefined; she has absolutely no ladylike qualities.

"Yi Chuhong, are you feeling any better?"

He Qiang put down the water glass and patted her face again, trying to wake her up.

"Waaah—"

It would have been fine if He Qiang hadn't called her, but after he did, Yi Chuhong tilted her head back, opened her mouth, and pretended to launch.

Holy crap, is it going to throw up on my bed?!

Upon seeing this, He Qiang was so shocked that his whole body trembled.

Without thinking, he covered her mouth, forcing her to swallow her words. At the same time, he put his arm around her waist, helped her up from the bed, and let her lean on his shoulder. Then he forcefully pulled her into the bathroom.

You bitch, if you want to throw up, go to the bathroom and do it. Don't ruin my bed!