Zongman: Beginning and Snow under the Rain Escape from Raccoon City

Ye Hai teased in a low voice, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery (some content omitted here).

Eriri's face turned even redder, like a ripe apple, and even the roots of her ears were tinged with a blush.

She bit her lower lip, her eyelashes trembling even more violently, as if she wanted to refute but couldn't find the words, so she could only continue to play dead.

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A subtle electric current surged from the soles of her feet to the base of her thighs, making her unconsciously clench her legs together.

Ye Hai's fingers slipped inside Eriri's thigh and stockings, gently hooking up the stockings.

"pat-"

She hooked it up and then let it go, the stockings slapping against Eriri's soft thigh flesh, creating a slight ripple.

Eriri opened her eyes in embarrassment and then bit Ye Hai's shoulder.

"Hiss—your little tiger teeth are deadly weapons."

Ye Hai could feel four small tiger teeth piercing into his flesh.

Eriri's fangs are quite powerful; they actually managed to break through his defenses, even though his body had unlocked a first-order gene lock.

No wonder people say that tiger teeth are harmful to men.

What if...

Ok.

It seems we should wait until we've tamed him before considering this matter, otherwise Ye Hai is worried that his second brother will develop four extra small holes.

Ye Hai reached out a hand and pinched Eriri's cheek from her chin upwards, forcing her to let go, then held Eriri's small face in front of him.

Ye Hai's gaze was fixed on Eriri's face, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment and anger, her eyes filled with a mixture of resentment and panic.

The moment their eyes met, the air seemed to freeze, and the crackling of the fireplace became the only background noise in the room.

Ye Hai smiled slightly, released his hand from her cheek, and instead gently lifted her chin, lightly rubbing her lower lip with his thumb.

Eriri's lips are small and full, crystal clear, and glow softly in the firelight of the fireplace. With each slight tremor, they reveal a captivating softness.

He didn't give her time to react before lowering his head and kissing her.

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Eriri's eyelashes trembled violently, and her hands instinctively grabbed Ye Hai's clothes. She tried to bite Ye Hai's tongue with her fingertips, but she was too weak to do so.

We could only let him aggressively conquer and plunder our territory.

Ye Hai's hand slid down to the back of her head, gently cupping the nape of her neck. Her golden twin ponytails slipped through his fingers, as smooth as silk.

Eriri's breathing became erratic, and a barely audible hum escaped from her nose.

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Her lips parted slightly, and she instinctively responded to his kiss.

The glistening lips became even more moist during the kiss, shimmering with an alluring luster.

After a long while, at 9:23, the two finally parted ways.

Eriri's lips were as red as freshly bitten fruit: "You, you bastard... that's too much!"

Ye Hai chuckled and said, "Too much? You didn't refuse just now."

He gently brushed his finger across her lips, feeling the moist touch, his tone full of teasing: "Not bad~ very sweet, very moist, very bouncy."

"what!!!!!!"

"Shut up, you bastard!!!"

Eriri jumped away from Ye Hai's arms in embarrassment and anger, burying her head directly under the covers.

Ye Hai stood up and patted Eriri's exposed buttocks.

"Snapped--"

Very elastic.

"I'm going out for a bit. You stay at the hotel for now."

Ye Hai said as he walked out.

"Where are you going?"

Eriri didn't even have time to dwell on Ye Hai patting her butt before she peeked out from under the covers and asked nervously.

It's like a poor little pet, afraid of being abandoned by its owner.

"I'll go buy you a maid outfit, and from now on you'll be my little maid."

"Remember to serve me, your master, well~"

Ye Hai waved his hand without turning around.

"I am not your servant!"

Eriri got angry again.

However, she felt a sense of relief, thankfully they weren't going to abandon her.

Chapter 64 A scholar's business is not considered stealing.

Ye Hai certainly didn't just go out to buy clothes.

He had an even more important matter to attend to: getting his hands on Henry's million-pound note.

There's something Ye Hai has never understood.

How could those two tycoons dare to hand over a million-pound note directly to a homeless man? Weren't they afraid that Henry would just lose the money?

Or could they simply exchange the money for an equivalent amount of gold and run away?

Could it be that these two wealthy individuals who made the bet thought the bank would never exchange millions of pounds worth of gold for a homeless man?

Ok……

I wonder if the Bank of England's promise of immediate redemption still holds true when faced with a bill of one million pounds.

However, Henry probably wouldn't dare to do such a thing.

After all, if two wealthy people dare to use one million pounds as a wager, they probably wouldn't mind spending more money to make someone disappear from this world.

If you dare to give it away, it means you have the confidence to get it back.

But Ye Hai wasn't worried about any of that, not even considering whether those two tycoons had the ability to handle him.

The fact that he could run away at any time completely relieved Ye Hai of his worries.

In short, let's get that million pounds first.

Anyway, everyone says that what scholars do isn't considered stealing. And there are words written on banknotes, right? Ye Hai just wanted to read the words on them.

Yeah, that's right, that's it.

London is very big.

Even if Ye Hai had telekinesis, he could only scan an area within a few hundred meters.

So he can't delay too long, otherwise it will be hard to find Henry if he goes too far.

"Good luck."

Ye Hai was strolling down the street when a smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

I hadn't been out for long when I spotted Henry again.

And coincidentally, he had just walked into a clothing store.

"Hey, I'd like to buy an outfit. I guess you guys might have some ready-made here."

Henry leaned one hand on the bar counter and spoke calmly.

The shop manager adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and looked Henry up and down: "Of course, sir, everyone can find clothes that suit them in our shop."

Henry's attire made the shopkeeper frown slightly, and at the same time, a sour smell wafted into the shopkeeper's nose.

He didn't really want to receive this person.

However, traditional British gentlemanly conduct prevented him from doing so, even though the other person was dressed in a very undignified and ungentlemanly manner.

"Allen, take this guest downstairs to see the ready-made clothes."

The store manager called over a staff member.

Henry was clearly not worth his personal attention, even though the shop wasn't busy.

"Okay, sir, this way."

The shop assistant led Henry down a staircase to a semi-basement, with only a window at the top letting in a little light.

This is where the store's inventory of ready-made garments is stored.

Some of these were clothes that were pre-made in the store but didn't sell, while others were clothes that people had paid a deposit for but then didn't want.

Henry, however, didn't care at all.

He straightened his back, even with a hint of arrogance, and followed Allen into the dimly lit corner.

The million pounds in his pocket gave him unparalleled confidence.

Although the money wasn't his.

But that doesn't stop him from showing off.

Henry could even picture the clerk's fawning expression when he pulled out a million-pound note to pay the bill.

Then, because the shop can't make change, it will, like the restaurant, charge him a bill or even waive his meal.

hmm~

The plan was perfect.

A smug smile crept across Henry's lips.

Ye Hai strolled leisurely into the somewhat quaint clothing store, his gaze sweeping over the interior.

Ye Hai walked in.

The store manager's icy expression vanished instantly, like a magician's transformation, replaced by an almost fawning enthusiasm: "Ah! Your Excellency! Welcome to Burlington!"

He strode forward, slightly bowing, his voice loud and pleasant.

He always greets every customer with great enthusiasm and courtesy.

Of course, they have to be customers.

Ye Hai's gaze swept over the clothes rack, but his mental power had already locked onto the cubicle.

"Please prepare a few outfits for me. They're for a lovely girl, very cute, but she's a bit thin. I'm sure you understand what I mean, right?"

Ye Hai smiled jokingly and said to the shop manager.

The shop manager was only slightly taken aback before smiling and saying, "Of course, we've made custom clothes for many young ladies from noble families. May I ask how tall that lovely lady is?"

The store manager has encountered many situations like this where clothes are ordered as gifts but no specific size is provided.

But that doesn't matter; as long as you have a general idea of ​​his body shape, he can tailor clothes that fit.

"As for height, it's about five feet."

"As for other dimensions... perhaps a very slim waist and long legs?"

Ye Hai said somewhat uncertainly.

“That’s enough, sir.”

The shop manager smiled and said that as a professional tailor, these data were enough for him to make suitable clothes.

While it can't be perfectly fitted, wouldn't it be better to design it as a loose fit?