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  "The little monk went down the mountain to beg for alms. The old monk had instructed him, 'The woman at the foot of the mountain is a tiger. If you encounter her, be sure to hide...'"

  Yan Xiaozhu's taste is really poor, what kind of broken songs are in the U disk! Wu Ming had a black line all over his face, with one hand on the steering wheel, speeding on the highway while following traffic rules, showcasing his superb driving skills.

  Along the way, many people stood up their middle fingers to show respect for him. When he arrived at an intersection and encountered a red light, screeching brakes sounded, and Wu Ming made a small drift to bring the car to a smooth stop. He was cool inside and out, and if there were any young girls around, they would surely be unable to help but scream and shout.

  Unfortunately, there were no little girls around, and Wu Ming's move scared the souls of all passersby. Among them, a pork rib uncle who was about to cross the road had the most exaggerated reaction. He climbed up the roadside power pole in one swift motion, reaching a position where he could touch the light bulb without using any tools, which really made people sigh in amazement.

  After the green light, Porsche disappeared like the wind...

  The trembling uncle let out a long sigh, wondering how he had ended up like this. The current problem was how to get down. His hands and feet were already numb, the electric pole had many protruding corners, if he slid down like this, his pants might tear, but if his eggs got hurt, there would be no way to recover.

  Wu Ming didn't know that his unintentionally cool behavior had been bothering the strongest passerby of the year for a long time. It wasn't until he entered the high-end residential area where Leng Bing lived that he called to ask about the specific location of Leng Bing's home.

  Twelfth building, unit A, 16th floor. After Wu Ming found a parking spot and parked his car, he walked towards the residential building. When he entered the lobby, both elevators had just gone up, which meant he would have to wait for about five minutes to come back down. Without hesitation, Wu Ming decided to take the stairs.

  If it's a quick man, five minutes is enough to make a woman, and then calmly put on his pants, maybe still have spare time to smoke a cigarette. Wu Ming is not a quick man, but he is an anxious man. A woman's heart changes as quickly as her face, he fears delaying the time, coldness will change her mind.

  The icy home was a high-rise building, with a stylish and simple decoration. Wu Ming didn't notice any of this, his eyes following her as she moved around. She was actually wearing clothes? And they were quite thick too? Was she trying to make him happy or something? What a joke!

  A glass of water was poured out, and Wu Ming immediately asked: "Why are you wearing clothes?"

  "Who doesn't wear clothes?"

  "Didn't you just say you weren't wearing clothes?"

  "What was I wearing while taking a bath?" Wu Ming's face fell, and he coldly reacted, "You bastard! Don't think wildly, I came to discuss official business."

  "Wu Ming's face was filled with surprise as he said, 'What important matter is there to discuss at this late hour?'"

  She gave him a cold glance and said calmly, "I've personally settled the case, I called you here just to sign it, and also to hand over the client's information."

  "Is that so?"

  "What else do you want?" Her icy voice dropped below zero, she picked up the cowhide paper bag on the table and pulled out a contract, saying: "Sign quickly, then get out!"

  "I signed, I signed..." Wu Ming smiled obsequiously and picked up the water to take a sip, furrowing his brow as he asked: "What kind of water is this?"

  "Mineral water!"

  "What brand is it?"

  "Nongfu Spring!"

  "No wonder it's a bit sweet..." Wu Ming smacked his lips, then covered his forehead and started shaking, continuing: "I mean no wonder I'm a bit dizzy, I drink this brand of mineral water and get drunk, dizzy, dizzy."

  As soon as the words fell, Wu Ming slowly fell onto the sofa, closed his eyes and stretched out his legs, then didn't move anymore. Can a person get drunk from drinking water? Is this a joke? Leng Bingbing covered her forehead with an icy expression, revealing a helpless face, and kicked him with her delicate foot, "Hey! Get up, don't pretend to be dead!"

  Not getting up, not getting up, just not getting up. A man should have some backbone, even if he's playing dead. Wu Ming closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth and remained motionless. If he went back like this, he would at least be ridiculed by Zhuge Dachang for three years.

  Today, no matter what is said, one cannot leave; born here as a person, dead here as a ghost, even in death, one must rely on this place.

  How shameless! With a cold and icy face, she sneakily revealed a coquettish smile and hummed: "Then sleep on the sofa!"

  Listening to the cold and distant footsteps, Wu Ming opened his eyes, revealing a hint of anger. His brother had even given him a beautiful side parting, sprayed French perfume on him, but in the end, it was all for nothing, truly making one wake up from their dreams at midnight with tears streaming down their face.

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  At midnight, many people had already entered the land of dreams. Cold and icy, she held a quilt and tiptoed to the living room, gazing at Wu Ming's sleeping face. She revealed a faint smile of helplessness as she bent down to cover Wu Ming with the quilt.

  Wu Ming suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a sly smile as he pulled her over, catching Cold Ice off guard and making her shriek in surprise. She fell directly into Wu Ming's arms, unable to help but pout: "Bad egg! What are you doing?"

  Wu Ming wrapped his arms around Leng Bingbing, turned her over and pressed her under him. He chuckled and said: "Leng Bingbing, so late at night, sneaking around like this, what do you want to do? Be honest, are you coveting my masculine charm?"

  "Who's going to mess with a bastard? Get up..." Leng Bingbing, cold as ice, warned like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her face red with anger and scratching: "If you don't get up, I'll call out."

  Wu Ming's mouth curled up, and he used his finger to lift her pointed chin. Then, he leaned down, guessing what Wu Ming would do next, and said in a cold, weak voice: "Don't... uh..."

  So sweet! Wu Ming gently sucked on the cold, icy cherry lips. She only symbolically pushed back a few times before meekly surrendering, then closed her eyes with a bashful expression, letting Wu Ming take and give as he pleased.

  This little woman should still be a rookie at kissing, completely lacking in technique, only able to slightly open her small mouth stupidly, yet somehow managing to make men utterly infatuated. Wu Ming's thieving hands climbed onto the sacred peak, and Leng Bingbing merely let out a soft hum, without pushing him away.

  A hundred times better than nothing, it's really huge! Taking advantage of the cold and icy atmosphere that made her a bit dazed, Wu Ming quietly pulled down her tight-fitting thermal pants with his other hand. At this stage, their relationship was still somewhat ambiguous, and the emotional foundation was not solid enough. If he took off her clothes and let her sober up, he might not have had the chance to take off her pants.

  Take advantage of her momentary confusion and turn a difficult situation into a favorable one!

  As for how to get a woman's first night, Wu Ming had done systematic research. If not using force, the failure rate of undressing first was as high as 70%, and directly pulling down pants had a great chance of success. Unfortunately, he still miscalculated one point.

  Leng Bingbing was a woman with an icy demeanor, her brain almost never turning to mush. When she sensed Wu Ming pulling her pants down, she immediately opened her eyes, grasped her pants tightly and sternly refused: "Don't!"

  The sneak attack failed! Wu Ming let out a faint sigh and bitterly said: "I almost exploded before I spoke, it's really killing people."

  Her face turned red as if she was about to bleed, and she whispered: "I'm on my period!"

  How can women all over the world use this trick? Do they think it will work on a martial artist like me? Wu Ming snorted and began to calculate with his fingers.

  "What's up?"

  "Physiological period of calculation!"

  "What a rascal!" Cold as ice with a face full of shame, she reached out and pinched Wu Ming's waist, scolding: "You're really beyond salvation."

  I remember in France, when Leng Bingbing was sick and also on her period, after 'Buttocks Immortal' calculated with his fingers, damn! This little girl didn't lie, she really was on her period!

  Since it's not possible to eat meat, what's the point of drinking soup to choke yourself? It's better to pretend to be noble and act like a good person. Wu Ming picked up the quilt on the ground and smiled exceptionally gently: "I will never force a woman, no matter how long I have to wait, let's go to sleep!"

  "Who would have believed it!" The icy words were spoken, but a warm smile spread across her face, and her laughter seemed to dispel the chill of winter, leaving Wu Ming with a feeling as if he had been bathed in spring breeze.

  They held each other tightly and fell asleep, this was the second time already. Nothing had happened between them yet, but their hearts were closer together, as if they had returned to that icy yet warm Alpine mountain stream.

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  The next day, at noon, Zhuge Dachang sent Wu Ming to the Zhongzheng Airport and sat on the waiting chair in the airport lobby, with neither of them speaking for a long time.

  Wu Ming opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Pig brother! Don't be so serious! I feel like I'm not being sent to the airport, but rather to prison."

  "It's better to be imprisoned, at least your life is still intact..." Zhuge Dachang laughed and scolded: "The water in the capital city is very deep, don't play with your life."

  The boarding announcement for the flight to Beijing sounded, Wu Ming stood up with his ticket and smiled faintly: "I'm leaving, take good care of yourself, take advantage of the holiday to get No. 2, if I don't catch up with No. 2 when I come back, I'll despise you every day!"

  "Don't worry! She can't escape......" Zhuge Dachang laughed loudly: "She is destined to be my woman this lifetime."

  The two walked silently towards the boarding gate. Zhuge Dachang showed a solemn expression and said in a low voice, "Next time, I won't get hurt again."

  Wu Ming turned his head sideways and looked at Zhuge Dachang seriously, then said word by word: "Next time, I won't let you get hurt again."

  "Take care!" Zhuge Dachang patted Wu Ming's shoulder heavily and said, "If anything happens, give me a call!"

  "This is also what I said...” Wu Ming turned around and walked towards the boarding gate, without looking back, waving his hand and saying: “Pig brother take care, after finishing the new film remember to send it to me!”

  Zhuge Dachang solemnly spat out two words: "Definitely!"

  The plane took off, and Wu Ming sat next to a man in his fifties, who couldn't help but let out a long sigh. The flight attendant's buttocks were still round and plump, but lacked the vivid description of Zhuge Dachang, and somehow felt less elastic, making him unenthusiastic about helping others with their fortune-telling.

  In the capital, under the emperor's feet, where kings and nobles gathered in ancient times, now replaced by high-ranking officials and second-generation rich, spitting phlegm onto a stranger's thigh can lead to imprisonment, without a solid shield behind, one must be low-key.

  Wu Ming nodded silently and flipped open the client information in his hand. The employer was named He Suyun, the general manager of Chaoyang Chain Beauty Company, which had more than a dozen chain beauty salons under its umbrella and also independently developed a skincare product that was highly sought after by middle-aged women, with some reputation in Huaxia.

  This case will take four months, and it's still unclear who specifically needs protection. The employer, He Suyun, is as cunning as a heavenly demon. Wu Ming couldn't help but reveal a wry smile, thinking that if they were to protect this old woman, they would be in for a tough time, with their eyes constantly being poisoned.

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