It's exciting to run away [Quick Transmigration]

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Song Heming followed the idea of ​​not spending money for nothing, so after entering the hotel, he immediately bought a high-end suite.

He had a body scan and confirmed that he was not carrying any dangerous items on his body, and he was not a fugitive before he was put in the hotel.

Opening the door, verifying the iris, Song Heming happily lay down on the big bed: "Where is the adjutant's phone number you saved before?"

The system immediately displays the phone number.

Song Heming used the hotel's own communicator to call the adjutant.

After a while, the phone was connected.

The adjutant's voice was full of doubts: "Hello, are you..."

"I'm the one you met in the bar just now. Excuse me..." Before Song Heming could speak, the adjutant hung up the phone.

Song Heming: "???"

Song Heming felt a little helpless.

It seems that the encounter with Gu Mian at the door caused great psychological trauma to the adjutant, and he will definitely not have anything to do with him again.

Alas, is the boss's ex-boyfriend unhappy?I don't have the guts to do such a taboo and exciting thing, no wonder I can only go to the bar for a date.

Song Heming shook his head helplessly.

The system hummed: "Host, what should we do now? If you don't complete the setting within the specified time, this task will directly fail, and a lot of points will be deducted!"

"Don't worry." Song Heming said, "At worst, I'll buy one at the nightclub."

Song Heming stroked his chin: "Although it is an interstellar world, there should be meat sellers..."

System: "...I'll check now!"

The system diligently listed all the nightclubs of the main star, and put the information of the male No. 1 in front of Song Heming.

"Host host, what do you think of this one! Wide shoulders and a narrow waist are also good!"

"...Tsk, the 12 cm written in the information, in this kind of novel world where donkey whips walk everywhere, isn't that too short?"

System: "...What about this one! There are a total of 18!"

"Isn't he too ugly? He's not as good-looking as I am. Can such a person really develop in a nightclub? Although he is quite thick and long, he can only do it by holding a lamp?" Song Heming said critically.

System: "...Damn it, this one looks good! Even though he's only 16, he looks really top-notch! Just bear with it and you'll pass!"

Song Heming hesitated for a while, still unable to make up his mind.

The system said: "Host, this is already everyone's information. If you disagree, you may have to go to an adult goods store to buy tools..."

Song Heming's eyes lit up: "What a great idea!"

The system choked.

Song Heming: "I didn't expect you to be so smart."

He sighed, and started to search online, and finally came across a simulated Jiji, which can be lengthened and thickened directly on the basis of the original Jiji, as long as the size can be imagined, they can be satisfied!

Song Heming said with satisfaction: "Okay, tomorrow you can take a vacation and go out to have fun."

The system asked cautiously: "...Host, what are you going to do?"

Song Heming smiled and said: "The hardware facilities can be enhanced. Of course, choose the most handsome person. Who is the one with the best figure and the most handsome appearance you mentioned earlier, but who is a bit short?"

Song Heming slept comfortably in the hotel at night, and was bored early the next morning, and didn't really want to play games, so he simply called the nightclub directly to prostitute himself during the day.

The nightclub is the same as the starry sky where Song Heming worked before. It only opens at night, but if the customer is willing to pay more, the staff can also accompany the customer during the day.

After all, not everyone has time at night.

Song Heming added money, and directly clicked on the man whose stage name was Cangxue that the system said yesterday. He was tall and handsome, and he was only 12cm tall.

Zang Xue is still sleeping at this time, and will arrive at the hotel where Song Heming is in about an hour later.

Song Heming dressed slowly and prepared to go to the restaurant in the hotel.

Overnight, everyone seemed to know that His Majesty the King, Gu Shaofeng, was about to be engaged to the young lady of the Tang family.

As soon as Song Heming entered the dining hall, he saw a man and a woman who were getting food.

The girl beamed and said, "Your Majesty the King is so handsome! Although the young lady of the Tang family is also very beautiful, she always feels that when the two of them stand together, they are always cold and distant. The two of them should be just political marriage?"

The man said: "That Miss Tang has a bold and interesting style of acting, but I think it's her loss to marry the king."

"Hey, women on all planets want to marry the king, and you actually say that, do you like that Miss Tang!"

The man waved his hands again and again: "Of course not! I'm just talking about the facts."

When Song Heming went to fetch food, he passed by them and said casually, "By the way, friends, do you know where the engagement ceremony between the king and Miss Tang will be held the day after tomorrow?"

The man and woman looked at each other.

The woman said, "It should be in the palace."

"Okay, thank you." Song Heming smiled slightly.

Song Heming's face was tender, and he looked younger than he actually was, like a student. With such a smile at this moment, the two cute dimples on his face immediately made the woman in front of him feel better.

The woman smiled and said, "You're welcome, you're welcome."

Song Heming took the food and sat down at a random position.

After a while, Zangxue came.

He also took the food very naturally, and sat next to Song Heming. When he looked at Song Heming with his eyes for no reason, he said with some affection: "Hello, what should I call you?"

"He Ming."

"He Ming." Zang Xue read it again, and nodded slightly, "I think it is necessary to make it clear, how do you want to play? After all, it's too much, and I can't accept it."

"You don't need to play much..." Song Heming laughed, "Go to the supply store after dinner, and just do it when you come back."

Zang Xue nodded with a smile.

In fact, before coming here, Zang Xue didn't know Song Heming's appearance at all. He originally thought that he would meet an ordinary-looking customer and spend an ordinary afternoon and evening like before, but he didn't expect Song Heming's appearance Surprisingly good.

Such a person shouldn't be short of a boyfriend, why would he come to a nightclub?

Although he was a little puzzled, Zang Xue was in a better mood, at least he showed more sincerity when doing things.

After all, with a pleasing customer here, it's really hard to tell who is prostitution.

Xuezang deserves to be in this line of work, and the service is very thoughtful, just like Song Heming's real boyfriend, serving Song Heming for dinner.

With Xiao Xianrou beside him, Song Heming ate a little more than usual.

He sat down contentedly on the chair.

Zang Xue smiled slightly: "Do you want me to rub your stomach for you?"

"There's no need for this." Song Heming smiled and stood up, "Let's go."

Zang Xue went out with Song Heming.

Song Heming quickly found the nearest adult goods store.

StarCraft people seem to be more open.

On the planet where Song Heming lived, there were usually few shops like this, as if they were a bit shameful, but here, the shop occupies a surprisingly large area, and many of the things that make people blush. Put it on the counter for customers to choose.

Song Heming blushed when he looked at the toys of different sizes.

Rao is a thick-skinned guy like him, and he can't stand it.

Besides, for Song Heming, taking out this kind of thing in such a private place in the room feels completely different from being in full view.

He tried his best to ignore the customers who also came to buy things, picked and picked among them, and finally bought more than 1000 star coins.

When he was shopping, Zang Xue was always very quiet, and in the end he was very considerate to help carry the things.

The two returned to the hotel together.

Song Heming took out the things in the bag and looked curiously: "You go take a shower first, I'll study how to use these things."

Zang Xue was taken aback for a moment, his eyes swept back and forth on Song Heming's body.

After taking a shower, Zang Xue purposely came out wearing only a towel.

Seeing this, Song Heming's mouth twitched slightly.

He stretched out his hand and pulled him to his side, and praised: "You are very handsome."

Zang Xue, who had just taken a shower, had a scent of shower gel on his body, but it wasn't heavy, and he seemed to have sprinkled some perfume on it, which made Song Heming couldn't help but lean against his body.

The two of them leaned together, and Zang Xue seemed to be very emotional, reaching out to stroke Song Heming's back and forth.

Song Heming hesitated for a moment, and began to tease Zangxue, but his movements seemed a little green, and his face was slightly flushed, as if he was very uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Zang Xue couldn't help asking in a low voice: "He Ming, is this your first time?"

"Well, what's wrong?" Song Heming raised his head, "Is it the first time it's so important?"

"No, it's not, it's just a little surprise."

Zang Xue hugged Song Heming and threw him on the bed.

Just when he was pressing on Song Heming's body and was about to go further, Song Heming suddenly whispered: "I have a merciless request..."

"how?"

"...I bought extenders and wideners in the store before, can you wear them and do it again?"

Zang Xue's movements froze almost instantly.

Song Heming coughed lightly: "I know this request may be unreasonable..."

Zang Xue straightened up.

Before Song Heming could finish his sentence, Xuezang interrupted him.

Zangxue's breathing became a little short, and he said angrily: "You have a problem with me!? Then why did you order me before? Let me tell you, I will definitely not wear that kind of thing! It's against me Insult! I also have human rights. There are so many people who point at me on weekdays. I don’t need to make money from you.”

Song Heming hurriedly comforted him: "No, I still like you very much..."

"Fart! If you really liked me, you wouldn't make such an unreasonable request!" Zang Xue said, turned around, dressed quickly and left.

In an instant, Song Heming was the only one left in the hotel.

Song Heming: "...Well, why don't you turn off the lights."

system:"……"

Song Heming said helplessly: "Obviously he was watching me when I was shopping, but now he got angry... Could it be that he thought I used those things myself?"

System: "That's right! That person is too much! By the way, the host, since you have the tools, why not go find the host!"

Song Heming: "... Isn't this too cruel?"