When I Woke Up, I Become a Coquettish B*tch

Mao Jixiang desperately told himself to be calm.

The system only said that the time limit for this task was until dawn, and that it would be invalid after the time limit, and did not mention anything about the death of the host.

He is the host, the kind from God's perspective.What is he playing after he's dead? What about Brother Bai's underwear?

In this hot chicken world, apart from the leading actor, no one can compare to him in terms of sex.

The more Mao Jixiang thought about it, the more confident he became. He clenched his hands into fists and his heartbeat gradually calmed down.In his heart, he silently recalled a 300 million-word "Fight Break X Poor" short article, and put himself into the immortal male protagonist with all his heart.

However, the footsteps were getting closer.

Mao Jixiang yelled to himself in his heart, "A witty and powerful boy like me can live for at least three episodes, I won't die! No!"

……

The footsteps stopped.

Mao Jixiang listened carefully for a long time, except for the sound of the wind outside and his own breathing, there was no other noise.

"Ho ho ho, let me just say I'm so smart..."

Mao Jixiang babbled silently without making a sound, so his mouth was exaggerated.But before he could finish his words, the garbage cover above his head was lifted.

What the hell!

Mao Jixiang's heart stopped beating for an instant, and then as if being pinched severely, the whole heart lost its blood supply and contracted sharply, making it hard to breathe.

...In the few minutes just now, that person was standing quietly in front of the trash can?

Mom's crazy, I'm terrified when I think about it carefully.

Mao Jixiang had no choice but to reach out and grope in the garbage, looking for something that could be used to protect himself, but in the end, his hands were sticky.I don't know if it's animal offal or rotten fruit, but the stench of hunger hits my face——

want to vomit.

His stomach started rolling over and over.

The Tang family is still singing and dancing.

Qin Yi trotted all the way behind Tang Yutian, his high heels wobbled as he ran, almost spraining his ankle.

"Mr. Tang, slow down..."

Tang Yutian was still in the mood to listen to what he was talking about, every step of the way was windy, and Qin Yi was quickly thrown away.

Qin Yi watched Tang Yutian open the car door and bend over to get in, leaving him shivering in the cold wind.

I don't know what happened to Mao Jixiang, he must be in a very dangerous situation now.Qin Yi touched his pockets, but he didn't have any money on him. He stared at Tang Yutian's car that drove more than 100 meters away and sighed.

The world is impermanent.

After studying history for many years, there are too many such allusions. He thought he had seen enough, but now he really understands the meaning of these four words.A week ago, he was still teaching in school, living a three-point and one-line life, and helping Tongtong with after-school tutoring at night... Now he is wearing such clothes in this world, doing these inexplicable tasks.

Qin Yi folded his arms around his chest, hugged himself to keep warm, and was about to walk out of here first.

The song on the dance floor just ended, and the next song was a more lyrical jazz song, with a slow prelude, gently rising in the night.

Before the prelude was over, the accident came suddenly, and only a gunshot was heard, piercing through the dull high wall and heading straight into the sky.

--'boom'!

There were screams and chaos on the dance floor.

"Ah~ murder!"

A group of ladies yelled and hurried past Qin Yi while holding up their skirts. Qin Yi suddenly turned her head and bumped into a middle-aged man.

The man was wearing a haute couture dress, with an ordinary appearance and a bit of gangster air. When Qin Yi bumped into him, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and pushed him away.

It was a pair of rough, callused hands.

Qin Yi said "Excuse me", raised his eyes and lingered on the man's hand for a few seconds, feeling a little suspicious.

Most of the people present at the banquet were from famous families. Although they were not as high-ranked as Tang Yutian, they were all pampered young masters. How could such an abrupt man appear?

Qin Yi reached out and grabbed his sleeve, trying to hold him back: "This gentleman..." Before he finished speaking, he was thrown away violently.

Qin Yi lost his balance and fell to the ground.The man hurriedly blended into the crowd without raising his head.

When he fell, the ground was not smooth because the palms were on the ground, and after a while, a slight pain spread from the palms upwards.

At this time, there was an unwavering curse from the top of the head:

"idiot."

Qin Yi raised his head in surprise, and what he saw was Tang Yutian's cold and evil face.

This man was standing in front of him, looking down at him, the corners of his mouth were slightly pulled down when he spoke, with obvious sarcasm.

"Mr. Tang, aren't you..." Didn't you leave?

Tang Yutian sneered: "How long do you want to sit on the ground?"

Qin Yi habitually tried to stand up with his palms, but he pressed the wound even more painfully, causing him to gasp in a hissing breath.

Tang Yutian looked at him coldly and didn't speak for a long time.Just when Qin Yi thought he was going to walk away, Tang Yutian took out a blue-gray plaid handkerchief from his arms, carefully placed it on his hand and wrapped it in two layers, and then he stretched out his hand to Qin Yi——

"stand up."

Qin Yi: "..."

Tang Yutian pulled him up impatiently, then tore off the handkerchief and threw it into his arms with a look of disgust: "Come back and wash it for me."

Qin Yi took the handkerchief in a daze, only then remembered that Tang Yutian had a cleanliness habit.

Is this cleanliness serious or not? It seems...a bit far-fetched.

In the first night between him and Xia Qingqiu in the original book, he first forced Xia Qingqiu into the bathroom to take a bath for an hour, and then the two started to have sex.After rolling seven times, he didn't smoke an after-event cigarette with a woman in his arms like other presidents, but ran into the bathroom to wash off his sticky body.

Qin Yi came back to his senses and nodded: "Thank you, I will wash it clean."

Tang Yutian: "Forget it, throw it away."

Qin Yi: "..."

Although Tang Yutian had an expression of smug, I don't want to leave you and you don't talk to me, but Qin Yi really didn't respond and he became upset again, stopped in his tracks, turned around and said, "Deaf?"

Qin Yi had a little sense of this guy's temper, and hurriedly followed: "Got it."

So Tang Yutian continued to walk forward with a cold face.

When the incident happened, he was about to pick up the gear and accelerate, and rushed out in one breath.

He was far away and sitting in the car again, the gunshot was not very clear to him.But he glanced in the rearview mirror, and found that the group of spicy chickens were all messed up and ran towards the gate.

Someone wanted to stop him, and it was well planned so that he had to stay.

Then he will play with them.

Thinking of this, Tang Yutian sneered slightly in his heart.

He was not walking fast, at least Qin Yi could keep up.

"Mr. Tang, why are you back again? Mao Jixiang..."

"Do you think you're annoying?"

"..." Qin Yi was silent for a while and couldn't help but said again, "I saw a very suspicious man just now."

Tang Yutian: "Dark gray dress, unknown brand, wrong bow tie. When I pushed you away, I used my left hand. I am between 30 and 35 years old. I have calluses on my hand, and I may have been holding a gun or doing manual labor all the time. Come out from the dance floor , but there is mud on the heel of the shoe.”

Qin Yi didn't notice these small details, and he was dumbfounded: "You..."

Tang Yutian put one hand in his trouser pocket and changed the subject: "Tch, can you walk faster."

Qin Yi: "...Oh, good."

He quickened his pace on his feet, and began to calculate at high speed in his heart.He doesn't know much about this world, if he wants to complete the suspense dungeon, he might have to rely on Tang Yutian.

This IQ250 genius.

With a photographic memory and strategizing, as long as he thinks, everything can be extremely accurate in his eyes without any mistakes.

Thinking about it, Qin Yi felt a little headache.

Tang Yutian is an unfathomable person, and he is not very sure about this matter.

In this matter, the most troublesome thing is Tang Baye.He thought that under his leadership, everyone gradually became intoxicated with the joy of the banquet.So he also boldly left the field to find his own happy hometown, and when he was riding on the little tender model, the gunshot suddenly sounded next to him.

The old thing under him that had been hardened after taking four doses of X-enhancing medicine withered instantly.

The young model probably hypnotized herself too much. After all, the old man on her body already had loose skin and even age spots on her body. She had to be mentally prepared and immersed in her own world, so that Ba Ye Tang was soft She was still twisting and twisting non-stop: "Oh~ Lord Ba~ You are so amazing~"

Tang Baye's face was black and blue, and his nasolabial folds were trembling.

The young model didn't realize it until she finished screaming, she didn't dare to look directly at Mr. Tang, and ran out wrapped in a thin quilt: "Ah—killing—"

Baye Tang panted, forcing himself to calm down, then put on his underwear, his hands trembling.

He tidied up his clothes and went out. He sank into his dantian and said solemnly, "Old Feng, what happened? Old Feng?"

After shouting for a long time, the old butler who was always on call didn't answer.

It's getting more and more outrageous, Mr. Tang Baye thought angrily, does this old Feng still want to mess around?

He walked to the old housekeeper's room, opened the door and entered.

The scene in front of him made his heart suffocate. He was old and his blood pressure was high, so he almost couldn't catch his breath.

Tang Yutian and Qin Yi happened to go upstairs, and saw Tang Baye standing at the door of a room, trembling, precarious, with a feeling of cardiovascular infarction.

Qin Yi looked at Tang Yutian, Tang Yutian put one hand in his trouser pocket, his expression was normal.

Three views are upright, Qin Yi, who feels that he should always care for the elderly, stepped forward and patted Ba Ye Tang on the shoulder: "Are you okay?"

Unexpectedly, Tang Baye was slapped, and all his souls were scared out of his wits.

He beat his chest for a long time before he recovered, pointed at Qin Yi and cursed: "Why is it you again!"

Qin Yi patted him on the back, comforting him: "Don't worry. If you have something to say, speak slowly..."

Tang Baye punched the cotton, but there was no sound, and he felt his chest was even tighter.

Tang Yutian passed the two of them, leaned against the door, and pointed at Qin Yi: "Come here."

Qin Yi walked over without knowing why.

Tang Yutian pointed to the old housekeeper's corpse lying in a pool of blood: "Idiot, is it the same as your pajamas?"

After Lao Feng was shot, his body was placed in a strange posture of worship. Blood flowed from his head, bursting out all over the place, and sprayed out from the back of his head in a spray shape.

His smoky-gray silk pajama suit was also stained in large patches of blood.

"..."