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

[Tingting, you can't mess with people like this.] Yang Jiulang complained to the system in his heart.

[Ding! You should have been nicer to that girl sooner, is it my fault?] Tingting said in a coquettish voice, while simultaneously complaining:

Please, don't make things so early next time, okay? I need to sleep too!

[Hmph, serves you right for not giving me Wuji sooner, so it's my fault now.]

Back home, Yang Jiulang sat shakily on a recliner.

Lee Hyori hurriedly asked with concern, "Big brother, are you alright?"

Hou Qinqin pouted: "It was fine just now, and now it can't move?"

Yang Jiulang then realized he had overacted, sat up straight, and coughed awkwardly: "I was just tired and cold."

Lee Hyori quickly picked up the blanket and covered Yang Gu-rang with it.

Hou Qinqin looked at it and said reluctantly, "Sister, that's the blanket we both use!"

Yang Jiulang cried out in grievance, "Hyori, look at her, look at her!"

Lee Hyori rolled her eyes at Hou Qinqin, pulled up a stool and sat down next to Yang Jiulang, massaging his legs as she said, "Big brother, we need to go to the hospital right away. Hospitals are so advanced these days, this illness, this illness, might not be incurable."

Yang Jiulang nodded: "I went the day before yesterday, and I'm going for a follow-up appointment this afternoon."

"Yes, big brother, we'll go with you." Lee Hyori.

Yang Jiulang recalled the cold shoulders he received at the hospital and couldn't bear to let the two girls go, so he changed the subject: "Hyori, light me a cigarette."

Lee Hyori took out two Furongwang cigarettes, lit them together, put one into Yang Jiulang's mouth, and smoked the other herself.

Hou Qinqin was searching for information about sexually transmitted diseases on her phone when she looked up at the two of them and yelled, "Scream, scream, scream, you'll be screaming to death sooner or later!"

The two ignored her.

Lee Hyori subtly voiced her doubts: "Hyung, I... I want to ask, how did you get this disease? What did you come into contact with while you were out...?"

Yang Jiulang understood what she meant and shook his head: "I discovered it two days ago, the day you left with Zhou Wanqiu. Before that, I hadn't..."

Lee Hyori understood what he meant.

Hou Qinqin suddenly leaned in and said, "Uncle, do you mean my cousin infected you?"

Yang Jiulang nodded and then shook his head: "It's just a suspicion."

"Oh, I see," Hou Qinqin exclaimed, "No wonder you were so sensitive about us working at the club, it turns out you were triggered."

"Brother is a pain~" Yang Jiulang rolled his eyes at her.

Lee Hyori frowned and thought for a moment: "Big brother, I think you two should clarify things, so as not to wrong an innocent person."

"What kind of good person could she be? Would a good person climb into my bed in the middle of the night? Don't you think she deliberately tried to harm me that day? Otherwise, how do you explain it?" Yang Jiulang said indignantly.

Lee Hyori was stunned. She couldn't understand why Zhou Wanqiu had taken the initiative to ask for sex that night.

Hou Qinqin interjected, "Uncle, I think you should meet with my cousin and ask her everything. Although my cousin has a bad temper, I don't think she's a bad person."

Yang Jiulang sighed: "How can I explain this kind of thing? I'm not familiar with her. Last time I added her on WeChat, she didn't even know who I was."

"Ugh, damn it," Hou Qinqin said with a look of disgust, "You've already slept with her twice, and you're saying you're not close? Uncle, am I out of touch?"

Yang Jiulang suddenly felt like many stars were flying on his forehead.

But after thinking it over, I decided to ask anyway, otherwise I really couldn't swallow this anger.

Yang Jiulang took out his phone and sent a WeChat message: [This is Yang Jiulang, the one who treated you to seafood that night, the one who picked up Hou Qinqin and Li Xiaoli yesterday.]

After waiting for a while, no one replied.

Yang Jiulang shrugged.

"Big brother, she usually gets up at ten o'clock, let's wait a little longer." Lee Hyori.

"Okay, since I've already taken the day off, everyone can sleep a little longer!"

"Uh-huh!"

Yang Jiulang stood up, looked at Hou Qinqin who was squatting on the mat like a duck, and deliberately asked, "Qinqin, didn't you want to sleep with me? Come on~"

Hou Qinqin gave an awkward smile, her big eyes staring at the ceiling: "Uncle, you're not feeling well, you need to rest properly, so I won't bother you any longer."

"Hmph~"

Yang Jiulang returned to his room, and Lee Hyori followed him in. She helped Yang Jiulang lie down, covered him with a blanket, and leaned close to him, asking softly, "Big brother, do you need me to stay with you?"

Yang Jiulang felt a chill run down his spine, thinking that the intense admiration in this system was truly overwhelming. Lee Hyori, who used to be a reserved person, was now showing signs of losing control.

Looking at Lee Hyori's wet lips, Yang Jiulang unconsciously moistened his own and lowered his voice, saying, "Hyori, just give me a kiss."

Lee Hyori's dark eyes shone with a soft light as she stroked Yang Gulang's hair, gazing intently at his handsome face, and slowly leaned closer.

Her hair brushed against his cheek, tickling him and carrying a faint fragrance.

Then, her lips landed.

Gently, like a falling petal, carrying a delicate warmth, the breath of youth, and a trembling, startled feeling.

Yang Jiulang's brain short-circuited for a moment. All the sensations were concentrated on his lips, as sweet and moist as honey.

Sensing the subtle, reluctant lingering feeling as the petals drifted away, he involuntarily followed them.

Time stretched out in those few seconds. He could hear his own heart pounding, heavy and rapid, almost bursting out of his chest. And the spot where he had been kissed began to feel slightly warm, like a small flame had been lit, the heat spreading in all directions.

By the time he came to his senses, Lee Hyori had already left.

She ran away, her ears burning; it was her first kiss.

She dared not linger for another second, because that wonderful feeling almost made her succumb.

Around 10 o'clock, Zhou Wanqiu replied to the message.

[Damn, it was you! Why the hell did you curse at me?]

Yang Jiulang suddenly jumped out of bed.

Staring at his phone, he thought about how to yell back.

However, he was no longer so angry, because "Wu Ji" cured his illness, and because of Lee Hyori's kiss, which was like a spring breeze and rain, it soothed his anger.

"Let's meet and talk," Yang Jiulang replied.

"I'm at home," Zhou Wanqiu replied quickly.

Yang Jiulang got up, shaved his beard, washed his hair, and put on his trench coat.

Standing in front of the mirror, I checked myself; the "image enhancement" was still working.

Now, you can hardly tell that he has a hunchback anymore. He is 1.8 meters tall, with a slender waist and broad shoulders, standing upright like a pine tree. His hair is not thinning, and his clean face is as if it were carved by a knife and axe, making him very handsome.

Yang Jiulang was looking at himself in the mirror, stroking himself with satisfaction.

Suddenly, I saw a small face in the mirror, staring at me with big, round eyes.

Yang Jiulang turned around abruptly: "Qinqin, how did you manage to be so quiet? You scared me to death!"

Hou Qinqin pouted: "Uncle, why did you come over to look in the mirror while you were sleeping? Did you wake up because you're so handsome, or was it a last burst of lucidity?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Zhou Wanqiu replied to my message. I'm going over there to confront her."

"Oh," Hou Qinqin nodded, "Judging by this look, anyone who didn't know better would think you were going to mess with my cousin!"

"Go away..." Yang Jiulang walked out of the bathroom and saw Lee Hyori sitting on the mattress with her back to him, her long neck stretched out.

Yang Jiulang knew she was still shy about that kiss, so he didn't call out to her. He just said, "I'm going to find Zhou Wanqiu. You two wait at home."

Lee Hyori nodded.

Hou Qinqin saw Yang Jiulang to the door and said, "Uncle, take it easy. That's my cousin."

Yang Jiulang nodded: "Don't worry, I'm just going to ask around, I won't take any action."

"Tch, I'm just worried you'll do something else. Last time, my cousin couldn't walk."

Yang Jiulang was furious and fled in panic.