He was exiled to Dongguan and shot by two young women with promiscuous sexual harassment.

Yang Jiulang's heart sank. Tonight? He didn't have a night left!

He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Let's go, take me to find Zhou Wanqiu."

Lee Hyori sensed something was wrong and asked, "Big brother, what do you want with Wanqiu?"

Hou Qinqin chuckled, clearly remembering the battle in the bedroom that early that morning. She grinned and said, "Looks like it's not just Big Brother who can't forget it!"

Yang Jiulang frowned: "Aren't you taking your luggage?"

The two women then remembered that their luggage was still with Zhou Wanqiu. They nodded and led Yang Jiulang toward a nearby urban village.

After entering the urban village and turning left and left again, a three-story building came into view.

The building is very old, and the steel staircase hanging outside is rusted and its original color is no longer visible.

Yang Jiulang followed the two women up to the third floor and stopped in front of a small wooden door.

Hou Qinqin went up and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door creaked open, and Zhou Wanqiu appeared in the doorway. She was wearing a green silk camisole nightgown, her breasts slightly exposed, and her eyes were still sleepy.

She leaned against the doorway, squinting, and upon seeing the two women, she shouted, clearly displeased, "What are you two doing back at this hour? I just took a nap."

Yang Jiulang emerged from behind the two of them, staring coldly at her: "Zhou Wanqiu, I brought them here."

Zhou Wanqiu was taken aback, and then she saw Yang Jiulang.

The man who had made her so happy last time was now standing tall and straight in the sunlight, dressed in light-colored clothes. His handsome face had dark eyes that were frighteningly cold.

"You," Zhou Wanqiu thought of her disheveled state and unconsciously avoided his eyes, asking, "What are you doing here?"

"Feeling guilty, you're feeling guilty!" Yang Jiulang thought fiercely to himself. He was about to start cursing when he suddenly remembered that the two women were beside him, and he quickly stopped himself.

How could he let his two younger sisters, who idolized him, know that he had that disease?

Absolutely not.

Yang Jiulang swallowed hard and said, "I'm taking them away. You haven't taken good care of them at all."

Zhou Wanqiu paused, a complex look flashing across her eyes—a mix of helplessness and relief.

"Do whatever you want!"

After saying that, he turned and disappeared through the door.

Yang Jiulang glanced at the two women on either side of him and said, "Hurry up and pack your things."

……

When the taxi returned to the apartment building, Lee Hyori gently patted Hou Qinqin awake.

The girl fell fast asleep as soon as she got in the car.

The three of them pulled their luggage back into the house.

As soon as she entered the door, Hou Qinqin kicked off her shoes and ran around barefoot on the floor. She opened the refrigerator, grabbed a bottle of beverage, and gulped it down.

Then she opened her arms and took a deep breath: "It smells so good, it smells like my husband."

Yang Jiulang asked warily, "What do I smell like?"

"Manly!" Hou Qinqin said with a grin.

Yang Jiulang then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Lee Hyori dragged her suitcase in, closed the door, then went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and glanced at it: "Big brother, there are still some vegetables left. Wait a moment, I'll start cooking."

Yang Jiulang stopped her: "Why bother cooking? I ordered some food on the way here, it'll be delivered in a bit. You two eat and then go get some sleep."

Lee Hyori smiled gently.

"Go take a shower first, and remove your makeup. It scares me."

"Hehehehe~" Hou Qinqin ran into the bathroom with her pajamas in her arms.

Lee Hyori also went inside, blushing.

After the two had completely washed away the smell of the world they had just picked up, Yang Jiulang's takeout arrived.

One durian pizza, two steaks, and two avocado smoothies.

The two kittens hadn't eaten anything since last night, and they were squatting in front of the small table, eating with great gluttony.

Yang Jiulang sat on the recliner next to them, smoking a cigarette, looking at them with eyes full of kindness.

As Lee Hyori was eating, she suddenly noticed Yang Gulang looking at her. Her face flushed slightly, and she asked shyly, "Big brother, aren't you going to eat?"

Yang Jiulang shook his head: "I ate outside the club this morning, I'm still full."

As he spoke, he pointed to the corner of Lee Hyori's mouth.

Lee Hyori was taken aback and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Yang Jiulang leaned over and gently wiped the cream off the corner of her mouth.

The man's natural movements and the woman's closed-eye enjoyment were captured in that instant.

When they realized what they had done, their eyes darted away in panic.

Hou Qinqin watched helplessly as her husband flirted with her best friend, and instantly couldn't take it anymore.

She threw down her fork, pouting and puffing out her chest, and yelled, "What are you two doing? Sneaking around like that, aren't you being sneaky?!"

Yang Jiulang's mind went blank for a moment, and he suddenly felt that the beautiful action he had just performed was extremely lewd.

Lee Hyori blushed and nudged Hou Qinqin's waist: "What are you saying, you brat? Hurry up and eat yours."

"Hmph, I won't eat it, unless~" Hou Qinqin paused.

Yang Jiulang and Li Xiaoli looked at Hou Qinqin.

Hou Qinqin smeared a little cream on the corner of her mouth, glared at Yang Jiulang, and said, "Honey, you have to wipe it off for me too."

"Childish." Yang Jiulang sighed and reached out to wipe her hands.

Hou Qinqin dodged backward: "No, use your mouth."

Yang Jiulang was startled and quickly waved his hand, "No, you, you shouldn't push too hard."

"No, I want it, I want it." Hou Qinqin said as she stood up, rushed towards Yang Jiulang, hugged his neck and wanted to kiss him.

Yang Jiulang dodged left and right, his face turning red and his legs thickening, and he shouted for help.

Lee Hyori smiled, her eyebrows curving upwards, feeling a warm glow inside.

After dinner, the two women lay on the comfortable bed, played on their phones for a while, received the red envelopes Yang Jiulang had sent that morning, and then fell into a sweet sleep.

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Despite seeing the increasing numbers in his bank account, Yang Jiulang couldn't feel happy at all.

The faint itch in my groin, like a bedbug crawling on my heart, wouldn't go away.

He turned to look at the two women.

Lee Hyori lay slightly on her side, her hand supporting her slender face, sleeping peacefully and without any worries.

Hou Qinqin, like a little puppy, had one leg propped up on Lee Hyori and slept soundly.

Yang Jiulang sighed. The two girls were so young, so clean, so innocent, yet they almost fell into the cesspool of the club.

Luckily, I acted in time; otherwise, given their looks, it wouldn't have been long before some jerk would have gotten their hands on them.

......

The two girls slept until dark.

Upon waking up and hearing noises in the kitchen, Lee Hyori quickly got up, pulled on her pajamas, and went to the kitchen.

I saw Yang Jiulang clumsily chopping vegetables.

On the table next to him were piles of various meats and vegetables he had bought.

"Oh dear, big brother," Lee Hyori said while tying her hair, "Why are you doing this? Here, let me do it!"

Yang Jiulang smiled and said, "It's alright, I'll learn to do it too. That way, even if no one takes care of me in the future, I won't starve to death."

Lee Hyori stared at Yang Gulang and couldn't help but say softly, "As long as you don't mind, Hyori will keep making it for you."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jiulang's annoyance caused by the itching in his groin was greatly relieved.

"Big brother, let me cut it," Lee Hyori took the knife from Yang Gulang's hand. "You go out and rest. I was thinking of getting up to buy groceries, but I fell asleep."

"Have you slept enough?" Yang Jiulang asked.

"Yes, you slept very well."

Yang Jiulang followed Lee Hyori out of the kitchen and called out, "I've started cooking the rice."

"Okay," Lee Hyori replied crisply.

Hou Qinqin also woke up and was lying on the mattress rubbing her eyes.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, her lips were pouting, and her chest was high.

She saw Yang Jiulang come out of the kitchen and beckoned to him: "Honey, come here and sleep with me a little longer."

"Get up, get up! If you sleep any longer, you won't be able to sleep tonight," Yang Jiulang shouted.

"So, come over and exercise with me. You'll get tired and fall asleep."

Yang Jiulang pretended not to hear, shook his head, walked to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of cola, and took a comfortable sip.

"Honey, I want one too," Hou Qinqin exclaimed.

Yang Jiulang then took another bottle, unscrewed the cap, and placed it on the small table: "Come down and drink it. Don't eat in bed."

"Hmph, you're starting to control me now? I won't listen, I won't listen~" Hou Qinqin knelt on the mat, bent over, and gulped down the cola.

In that pose, the Coke bottle is blissful.

Yang Jiulang took another bottle, opened it, and delivered it to the kitchen.

"Thank you, brother."

Lee Hyori worked efficiently, and soon four dishes were served, all delicious.

Yang Jiulang opened two bottles of beer, and the three of them drank together, enjoying themselves immensely.

As Hou Qinqin ate, her eyes reddened, and she sobbed, "Husband, I will never leave you again."

Yang Jiulang chuckled: "Is it that you can't live without me, or can't live without your sister's cooking?"

Hou Qinqin burst into laughter through her tears: "Ugh, we can't live without each other, okay? Hyori-unnie, from now on, it'll be the three of us, my husband and I, okay?"

Lee Hyori pursed her lips and asked, "You and your husband are a couple, so what am I? A cook or a housekeeper?"

Hou Qinqin was stunned for a moment, then giggled and said, "Well, at worst, my husband can be used by you too."

Lee Hyori blushed and lowered her head.

Yang Jiulang was secretly delighted, but he put on a stern face and said, "Eat, eat. Talking nonsense is illegal, you know that?"

Hou Qinqin pouted: "Tch, you're secretly pleased with yourself, aren't you!"

After dinner, Hou Qinqin cleared away the dishes and went to wash them.