Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 721 Doraemon - Spoiled and Arrogant - Night Raid
"Click——"

Wearing a black, tight-fitting combat suit, with her hair braided and coiled on her head, and her skin as white as snow, Ah Ning gently opened the bedroom door, stood in the doorway, and softly spoke to Gao Dongxu, who looked up at her upon hearing the sound.

"It's almost time—"

"Hmm." Gao Dongxu gave a soft "hmm," gently removing his arm from under Su Yan and Gu Shengnan's necks, then looked left and right at the two who were already unconscious.

Su Yan lay on her side, her thick, waterfall-like hair spread out on the pillow, a few strands of hair damp with sweat clinging to her cheeks and her delicate white neck.

Her sleeping face had lost its usual bright and captivating radiance; her brows and eyes were filled with the weariness and relaxation of extreme satisfaction. Her breathing was deep and even, and her rosy lips were slightly parted, with a hint of lazy satisfaction still lingering at the corners, like a cat that had finally been fed.

Gu Shengnan sank even deeper into the pillow, almost lying on her back, her round face flushed even more, as if painted with the finest rouge.

Her breathing was shallower, occasionally punctuated by a faint, dreamlike snore. One hand rested unconsciously on the pillow, fingertips slightly curled, while the other hung limply at her side, giving her an air of unguarded vulnerability and exhaustion.

Two beautiful faces, bathed in the dim light of the desk lamp, resembled a tranquil painting, radiating a languid yet sweet glow.

Gao Dongxu carefully got up and walked towards the door without carrying anything.

Looking at Gao Dongxu's tall, strong, and perfectly proportioned body, Ah Ning blushed slightly, her beautiful eyes sparkling, and she raised her delicate eyebrows, feigning annoyance as she said, "Don't you think I'm ugly—"

"Hehe, isn't he your favorite?" Gao Dongxu teased A Ning by performing a short elephant dance.

"Pah, that's what geniuses like best—" Ah Ning said coquettishly, looking at the funny Gao Dongxu.

"A woman who says one thing but means another—" Gao Dongxu smiled and reached out to pinch her delicate, fair chin. He then put his arm around the coquettish Aning and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

Looking at Gao Dongxu, who had conjured up a black tracksuit and black running shoes out of thin air and put them on right there in the hallway, Ah Ning said with sparkling eyes, "Having storage space is so convenient."

Gao Dongxu looked helplessly at A Ning, whose eyes were shining, with a twitching mouth, and said, "My space is almost full of things from you and Ru Xin."

Ah Ning curled her lip and raised an eyebrow in disbelief, saying, "Are you kidding me? You even carry a two-meter-long bed with you, and you're telling me that it's full with just a few things?"

"Hehe. I mean, if we put any more in, there really won't be enough room. And this is only known to the three of you. If Xiaoxue and the others found out... I'll really become a mobile warehouse." Gao Dongxu complained as he put on his socks and shoes.

"Hehe, you're our Doraemon—" Ah Ning playfully pinched Gao Dongxu's chin. "Get me a box of chewing gum—"

Gao Dongxu's lips twitched slightly as he looked at A Ning's fair, beautiful, and exotic face. He sighed softly, then handed a box of chewing gum to the smug-looking A Ning.

"Sigh, this is what it means to be arrogant at thirteen—"

"Pah—you're so annoying, that sounds awful—" Ah Ning blushed and said coquettishly in embarrassment.

"Ahem, okay, I misspoke. It should be 'to control the thirteen princes'!" Gao Dongxu said with a wicked grin, raising an eyebrow after putting on his shoes.

"Get out——(ノ｀Д)ノ——"

Watching A Ning's retreating figure, Gao Dongxu reached out and rubbed his shinbone, which had been kicked, and chuckled as he chased after her.

Downstairs in the living room, Xiaoxue, wearing a white bathrobe, looked at Gao Dongxu coming down the stairs, her face full of worry as she stepped forward and softly said, "Be careful—"

"Silly girl—" Gao Dongxu looked at Xiaoxue, who gave off a delicate and charming feeling, like a pure and flawless flower, making people want to protect her. Every move she made exuded a strong school beauty vibe. He lifted her chin and lowered his head to kiss her moist red lips.

After their lips parted, Gao Dongxu pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her back and softly saying, "It'll be done in an hour or two. If you're sleepy, go to sleep first. You don't need to wait for us."

"I'll wait for you to come back," Xiaoxue said hurriedly, hugging Gao Dongxu tightly.

"Okay." Gao Dongxu smiled helplessly, affectionately stroking her fair and smooth face.

“We’ve all gone out, leaving only the three of them at home.” Ru Xin frowned slightly as she looked at Xiao Xue, who was thin and frail, and noted that she lived on a sparsely populated mountainside.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid—" Xiaoxue said, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.

Gao Dongxu smiled and pinched her fair, plump cheeks, saying, "Don't be afraid of anything you see later, just shout and scream."

"Hmm." Upon hearing this, Xiaoxue immediately widened her beautiful eyes and stared at Gao Dongxu without blinking. At the same time, she covered her red lips with her hand. She had already learned some things from A Ning and Ru Xin Ru Qing about Gao Dongxu's extraordinary abilities.

The next moment, a wolf totem spirit stone appeared in Gao Dongxu's hand. As the spiritual energy was activated, countless star-like particles floated out from his body and the spirit stone, and then quickly gathered together to form a wolf spirit of normal size.

After the wolf spirit took shape, it stylishly flicked its gleaming fur, glanced at the four women, and then looked up at Gao Dongxu. "..." Seeing this amazing sight, Xiaoxue was beyond excited, her face flushed, her small hands tightly gripping Gao Dongxu's clothes, her beautiful eyes wide and round as she stared at the wolf spirit, desperately covering her red lips to prevent herself from screaming.

"This is one of my guardian spirits, the wolf spirit. Leave it to protect you," Gao Dongxu said softly, smiling as he reached out and embraced Xiaoxue, whose body was trembling.

"Can I... touch it?" Xiaoxue was overjoyed, her beautiful eyes sparkling with excitement as she looked at the wolf spirit.

Wolf Spirit turned its head, its pair of blue wolf eyes coldly looking at Xiaoxue, which frightened Xiaoxue into hugging Gao Dongxu tightly.

“Okay—” Gao Dongxu’s lips twitched, but seeing the wolf spirit scaring Xiaoxue, he immediately agreed.

Wolf Spirit glanced at Gao Dongxu, then lay down on the floor, resting its chin on the floor, looking utterly resigned and indifferent.

"It, it's angry?! Then I'd better not touch it..." Xiaoxue blushed when she saw the wolf spirit's appearance, her eyes filled with both fear and curiosity as she stared at the wolf spirit.

"Hehe, whatever, treat it like a dog..."

"Woo-"

As soon as Gao Dongxu mentioned "dog," the wolf spirit let out an unhappy howl at him.

"Fine, fine, you're a wolf, not a dog..." Gao Dongxu's lips twitched a few times, and the wolf spirit's protest echoed in his mind.

"Just pretend it doesn't exist, and go about your business as usual. As long as it's there, you're the safest."

Gao Dongxu said to Xiaoxue, and Xiaoxue nodded repeatedly with her beautiful eyes full of admiration.

"Alright, we're leaving now, we'll be back soon." Gao Dongxu lowered his head and kissed Xiaoxue's red lips again before walking out.

"Be careful—" Xiaoxue hurriedly followed and reminded Gao Dongxu and the three women.

"Don't worry, with him here, no one can hurt us. Relax, watch TV and wait for us to come back," Aning comforted Xiaoxue with a smile.

"Alright, stop dawdling, you'll be back soon." Ruqing said impatiently when she saw Xiaoxue about to speak again.

Xiaoxue pouted, glaring angrily at Ruqing who was pulling Ruxin out of the room, and let out a soft snort.

Ah Ning smiled at Xiao Xue and quickly walked out of the villa. The four of them got into the black SUV driven by Jiang Zisuan and slowly drove away from the villa.

Standing at the villa entrance, watching the red taillights disappear into the distance, Xiaoxue silently prayed that Gao Dongxu and the others were safe and sound. She went back inside, closed the door, and looked at Langling lying on the floor, feeling much more at ease.

Do you eat bones?

Wolf Spirit's ears twitched, ignoring Xiao Xue's burning curiosity.

The midnight chimes seemed to still vibrate in the damp air as three figures silently stepped off the black SUV.

Fu Gui, tall and imposing like an iron tower, was expressionless, as if all his emotions had been frozen. Er Pang, sturdy and robust, had every muscle bulging with explosive power, yet moved with the lightness of a feline. Fu Sheng, with a well-proportioned and slender figure, was the most agile of the three, his eyes gleaming with excitement in the shadow of his hood.

They pulled up their hoods, black masks covering most of their faces, and rubber gloves clung tightly to every inch of their hands. The night was their best cloak, silently swallowing them up and blending them into the densely packed, pigeonhole-like apartment buildings teeming with the poor. Their target was clear—the apartment where Xu Yuan was imprisoned.

The stairwell was filled with the musty smell and cooking fumes typical of old buildings. The three remained silent the entire time, their footsteps barely audible, as they ascended the stairs like ghosts, heading straight for their target floor.

Upon reaching the target gate, a rusty iron security door stood before them, like a dying guard. The three frowned slightly, exchanged glances, and without a word, the command was given in the exchange of their eyes.

Fu Gui and Er Pang turned to the side almost simultaneously, drawing their pistols from their armpit holsters with fluid movements and without the slightest hesitation.

The cold metal gleamed eerily, and the elongated silencers made the gun barrels look particularly menacing. They raised their guns, steadily aiming at the wooden door behind the iron fence, forming a crisscrossing line of fire.

Fusheng stepped forward, a slender lock-picking tool already between his fingertips. His movements were subtle and precise. In the silence, only the faint rustling of the metal spring being pried open could be heard. A dozen seconds, perhaps even less, followed by a soft "click," and the bolt snapped back.

Fusheng pressed his palm against the iron gate, trying to push it open with the gentlest of forces. However, the gate was too dilapidated; the hinges were already rusted and deformed. No matter how carefully he tried, it still emitted a series of teeth-grinding, drawn-out creaks that sharply pierced the silence of the night.

A wary yet sleepy voice immediately came from inside the house: "Who?!"

(End of this chapter)