God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

The maids looked at each other, but no one moved.

Yang Jingshu opened her eyes, her cold eyes rested on the maids who had not moved, and her tone was so calm that it was a little strange:

"Don't you understand? Or is my so-called "wine waiter" status just a decoration in your eyes? "

The maids trembled, bowed at the same time, turned around and walked out, closing the door smoothly.

Fang Ran next to him looked a little dazed.

"Is this okay?"

Fang Ran asked what the barrage also wanted to say.

Yang Jingshu glanced at her and sighed: "You seem to have forgotten what we discussed at the beginning."

Fang Ran was stunned. Just as he was about to say what it was, two words suddenly popped into his head.

"class".

No matter what kind of sacrifice they are going to be tonight, right now, their status is much higher than that of the maids.

Maids cannot and must not disobey their status as "cupbearers."

This is the system set by the copy from the beginning.

Yang Jingshu continued: "What do you want to say?"

Fang Ran bit his lower lip and hesitated: "Actually, it's nothing... I just want to ask, Yang Da, did you go out last night?"

When Fang Ran said the last few words, his voice was very low.

There was the sound of water being stirred beside her, and Yang Jingshu's soaked long hair fell down beside her. She turned to look at Fang Ran, her eyelashes moistened by the mist: "Aren't you asleep?"

She obviously listened carefully to Fang Ran's breathing last night...

Fang Ran's heart was beating wildly when he was asked, and he quickly shook his head and explained: "No, I did fall asleep in front of me, but I woke up when I heard the sound of many people running in the corridor behind..."

Yang Jingshu thought of the servants who had been summoned in the corridor. While relaxing, she was a little confused: "Then why didn't you say anything when you saw me coming back?"

Fang Ran: "..."

Fang Ran swallowed his saliva and whispered, "I don't know either."

Yang Jingshu: "..."

Barrage:【……】

[Hahahahaha, I don’t know any of them]

[Yang Da: Do you want to listen to what you are saying]

[This female beta named Fang Ran is quite interesting]

[Actually, her abilities are pretty good, so far I feel pretty good]

[I suspect she covets Yang Da’s beauty]

[…Tell me which anchor doesn’t covet Yang Da? 】

[Hahahaha, you guys are really going to make me laugh to death]

Fang Ran, who didn't hear Yang Jingshu's response, bit her lip again, so hard that it almost broke her lip.

To be honest, she really didn't know what she was thinking last night. Maybe she was too tired after seeing Yang Jingshu?

Just when Fang Ran was thinking wildly, a pair of hands directly grabbed her chin and forcibly squeezed her mouth into a round shape.

Fang Ran: "???!!"

Yang Jingshu lowered her head and glanced at the other person's lower lip that was bitten and bleeding, and frowned: "Don't hurt yourself, just forget it if you don't want to say it."

Bleeding in the dungeon is not a good thing. If there is another ghost that is very sensitive to blood, even the slightest smell of blood will be like a warning.

Fang Ran, who didn't know Yang Jingshu's thoughts, was stunned.

No, she really just bit her accidentally...

Thinking about it, Fang Ran licked his lower lip, feeling a little dazed.

It is said that Yang Jingshu likes to help novice anchors, but this is too helpful.

"Don't think too much. The news we got last night is not much different from the news we got. Late, we should be this year's "sacrifice"..."

Yang Jingshu didn't realize that her behavior would cause misunderstanding, and was telling her experience last night bit by bit.

"...That's about it. After you go out later, you tell the novice anchors to pay attention to the strange things around them during the night festival, and you -"

Yang Jingshu stared at Fang Ran quietly and said seriously: "When the Night Parade Festival begins, don't run around around me."

A novice anchor who becomes a servant should be fine if he pays a little attention, but the "wine waiter" is different.

The word "sacrifice" makes people panic. If the two of them are too far apart, Yang Jingshu is not sure whether she can save Fang Ran.

Fang Ran, who was probably sorting out the process of the Night Parade next to him, nodded heavily when he heard this.

"it is good."

……

Compared with the one-stop bathing service at the Earl's Palace, the Legion's place can be called "informal".

Countless tall men were shirtless and swinging hammers or striking iron in the open space. They were all sweating profusely and had shaggy muscles. There was a salty smell of sweat in the air.

Zhang Yang, who was missing an arm and finally ran back from the Witch Forest, collapsed in the tent, leaning on the edge of the bed and panting like a dog.

The anchor in the same tent is also a male alpha, good-looking, and quite handsome like a tough guy.

He lowered his head and glanced at Zhang Yang, who was covered in wounds on the ground, and sneered with interest: "A shameful omega can do this to himself, Zhang Yang, you are really powerful."

Zhang Yang's clothes were torn all over, exposing the scratched flesh and blood inside. Hearing the male anchor's ridicule, he sat up from the ground and cursed angrily:

"Li Zhao, you kid, don't let yourself take pleasure in others' misfortune!"

"Go and try it for yourself, Marde, that little bitch is so evil to me, she will run away as soon as someone comes! Leave me alone there and be beaten by a group of women..."

Zhang Yang recounted last night's experience in a few words, took the water thrown by Li Zhao and took a big gulp of water to catch his breath.

Li Zhao held his head and listened to Zhang Yang's words, but he was very interested in the omega last night.

"Is it so spicy? It sounds like you have a pretty smart mind..."

Zhang Yang made a gesture of drinking water.

He endured the pain and looked up at Li Zhao, who was lying on the bed opposite him. His confused mind suddenly became clear for a few seconds: "What are you going to do?"

Li Zhao groaned, and the corners of his mouth turned up with a strange smile: "It's nothing, I just think it's quite interesting."

As he spoke, he smacked his lips and sighed: "I remember that the omega was so beautiful and tight. Hey Zhang Yang, do you think he is also so beautiful in bed?"

Zhang Yang: "..."

Regardless of how harshly he scolded him just now, Zhang Yang actually didn't want to provoke He Ziyun after being beaten severely by Dawei last night.

There's no other meaning. I'm not afraid of beating Zhang Yang on the bright side, but He Ziyun doesn't know what's going on. He's just a shady kid, just looking for bugs in the copy to mess with himself. Zhang Yang is greedy, but he's not stupid either.

Li Zhao, on the other hand, seems to be an aboveboard person, but in fact he is very thoughtful. Zhang Yang remembers that many omegas in the main city were discarded after being played with by him.

Thinking of the final fate of those abandoned omegas, Zhang Yang rarely had a lump in his throat.

Zhang Yang was speechless for a few seconds, then hesitantly said: "Are you sure you want to go? Well, what about him?"