Madam, you don't want your sister to be unable to pay the rent, do you?

The wife's eyes widened and she looked at Lin Yi with some lack of confidence.

“Three, three, three, three thousand?!”

"Yes, thirty thousand. Madam is so beautiful, thirty thousand is not too much for a night of love every day."

Lin Yi stretched out his hand and excitedly pinched Zhuang Yayun's surprised face. It was hot and soft, just like a cake just out of the oven, making people want to take a bite.

"…3, ...…Is that too much?"

Zhuang Yayun felt the hands wantonly ravaging her face. Her already feverish face suddenly became even hotter. She even stuttered and moved her thighs. She still couldn't believe the number.

Lin Yi looked at the shy lady and stroked her lips with his fingers. "If you think it's too much, then let's make it 25,000. Or would you be willing to do it without paying?"

"...I am willing. 3 is 3. You can do whatever you want..."

Lin Yi's broad palm made Zhuang Yayun a little confused, and it was natural that Zhuang Yayun couldn't help herself from those frightening words.

She is already twenty-five or twenty-six years old, almost reaching the end of a beautiful woman's golden years. In another four or five years, in the blink of an eye, she will become a 30-year-old yellow-faced woman. Real aging is just a moment.

How wonderful it is to have a handsome and charming man to rely on at this time.

She is no longer the 18-year-old girl she was before. She should not do the women's hard-to-get tactics, or see the other person's attitude, or act like a spoiled child and try to attract a man's attention, or want a handsome man to go crazy for her.

Moreover, she thought Lin Yi was also a handsome and smart guy.

"My wife is so sweet."

Lin Yi suppressed his inner joy and continued to pretend to be calm.

Although my wife has already agreed, there probably won't be any problem even if I pull her into bed now.

But since they have already talked until 3 a.m., the man of his word still has to do his job and show his wife more of a calm masculine aura. He can also torture his wife psychologically during this time and make her impatient.

There was more water at night.

Zhuang Yayun stared blankly at Lin Yi pushing the wheelchair and returning to his room.

"..."

"…ah?"

Zhuang Yayun was a little confused. She bent her legs and sat there like a duck.

What’s going on?

Why did the landlord return to his room?

Is he suggesting that I should take the initiative?

Zhuang Yayun's heart was pounding. She touched her face and her heartbeat quickened.

Let’s take a shower first.

8 is too big

Lin Yi was in the room, squinting his eyes.

【Laohuo system serves you wholeheartedly】

[The host successfully made the wife tenant feel at ease to become his wife, and was rewarded with the body recovery function. The currently recoverable parts are: fingers of the left hand]

"..."

Why not legs?

Lin Yi was speechless. Why didn't the system refresh the body recovery parts including the legs?

"Restore the fingers of your left hand."

[The function of the left hand fingers has been restored]

Lin Yi could immediately feel his left hand was warm, which was completely different from the previous feeling when he could hardly feel the coldness of his left hand.

Lin Yi stretched out his left hand, clenched his left fist, picked up a pen on the table, and spun it around. His dexterity was even more agile than his left hand before the car accident.

【Laohuo system serves you wholeheartedly】

[The host has completed the task brilliantly, and the system rewards the first three moves of the Eighteen Techniques of Controlling Women]

[The first style, violent mode, unlimited violent penetration, no time limit, and no end, just to conquer all stubborn girls, stubborn wives, childhood sweethearts who refuse to bow their heads, and even female ghosts]

[The second style, gentle mode, the sweet taste of love, deep and shallow, shallow and deep, just for a gentle wife with a happy life]

[The third style, the sanction mode, has its own momentum to make all the rebels weak, making it easier to persuade the other party]

Lin Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a lot of indescribable knowledge immediately appeared in his mind. At the same time, a kind of mysterious self-confidence spread, and his eyes became much firmer.

Eighteen Ways to Control Women...

Very good.

This berserk mode is really a bit... ahem.

And this sanction mode is obviously not a real art of controlling women.

Lin Yi could feel that this was like the majesty of a superior over an inferior, which was called a passive skill. If he were to go out and say those words to Zhuang Yayun again, this easy-to-bully lady would probably surrender immediately.

Great, in this case, it looks like we don’t have to wait until 3 a.m. tonight.

Lin Yi's mind began to move. Before, he was worried that being too proactive would make his wife feel resistant, but now there is no need for that at all.

Stir-fry!!

Go!

Lin Yi pushed the wheelchair, in a very sexual mood.

.........

In a building of a listed company.

meeting room.

"You're talking back?! Who the hell do you think you are? Don't think that just because you're a key member of the company, you can have your own opinions on the project. I'm going to fire you! Get out!"

The man angrily cursed at Zhuang Youlin.

Zhuang Youlin was not willing to be outdone and cursed back.

The people around shut up one after another. Even though they knew Zhuang Youlin was right, no one dared to speak for Zhuang Youlin.

quickly,

Zhuang Youlin was walking home with an unhappy look on her face.

She was given an enforced leave.

"If you want to fire me, then fire me. Who's afraid of who?"

"If this company doesn't work, I can just switch to another one. The last thing we need here is companies!"

Zhuang Youlin pouted in dissatisfaction and calculated in her mind how much money she had left.

A lot of money is spent on rent, and there are also monthly living expenses, phone bills, clothes and cosmetics. I have to go out and play occasionally, and I also have to save money. With all this, I can't save much money.

"…Alas, my sister's job is too unstable. Otherwise, our combined salary would definitely be enough to live well here and save a lot of money every month."

Zhuang Youlin sighed after finishing the calculation.

Zhuang Yayun's current job is to teach piano to several rich girls. The hourly wage is very high, 300 yuan an hour.

However, there are very few classes in a week. There are only about two hours of teaching time on weekends. The rest of the time is basically spent posting information online and teaching ordinary students to learn piano.

However, recently the parents of ordinary students have terminated their tuition, and for a while Zhuang Yayun was left with the job of calling the rich girl, and the two-hour work time could be called a part-time job.

Zhuang Yayun should be looking for other jobs now, but I don’t know if she can find a job that suits her here.

Zhuang Youlin bit her lip. Her sister's academic qualifications were not considered high here, and she was not even a fresh graduate, so it was extremely difficult for her to find a good job.

"..."

That wealthy landlord seems to be interested in my sister...

Zhuang Youlin muttered to herself and thought of Lin Yi.

Although he has disabled legs and has difficulty in moving, he owns a house and land worth hundreds of millions of yuan in this place where every inch of land is valuable. There is no doubt that he is a real first-generation rich and is really wealthy.

I don't know what my sister thinks of Lin Yi. If they could be together...

Zhuang Youlin thought so in her heart and quickened her pace. They would soon be home.

.........

in the living room.

Zhuang Yayun slowly stood up, swept the floor, and was about to take a shower.

Lin Yi came out pushing the wheelchair and said with a smile, "By the way, can I ask Sister Zhuang for a favor first?"

"What, what?" Zhuang Yayun was startled.

Lin Yi pointed to his ears and said, "I've been feeling itchy inside my ears lately, and I can't clean them out myself. Can Sister Zhuang help me?"

"Oh, no problem!" Zhuang Yayun agreed without thinking. She was good at this. She often helped Zhuang Youlin when she was a child.

Lin Yi handed the prepared ear spoon to Zhuang Yayun. Zhuang Yayun took it. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Lin Yi felt as if his hand was being squeezed hard.

Did your wife take the initiative?

Lin Yi was eager to make a move.

"But, Lin Yi, it's not easy to clean your ears while sitting in a wheelchair. How about this... just lie on my lap...?"

Zhuang Yayun's cheeks were slightly red. She sat on the sofa and gently patted her plump thighs.

"Okay, come on."

Lin Yi almost couldn't help but smile evilly.

Sure enough, after the matter was made clear, his wife began to take the initiative, and he fell behind.

Then,

Zhuang Yayun just looked at Lin Yi sitting in the wheelchair with her big watery eyes.

"..."

"..."

Lin Yi pushed hard, but his thighs remained motionless, to no avail.

"Ahhh, sorry, sorry, I forgot you can't move your legs."

Zhuang Yayun stood up shyly, ran to Lin Yi, and helped Lin Yi sit on the sofa.

The lady has a rich fragrance, but it is not strong or sweet.

Lin Yi tilted his head and rested it on the soft and fleshy thigh that he had been longing for.

Zhuang Yayun breathed a sigh of relief, and a blush rose up in her face.

"sorry to bother you."

Lin Yi enjoyed the soft and smooth touch of his face, felt the beauty of her thighs in stockings, and smelled the fragrance emanating from Zhuang Yayun, as if he had fallen into cotton.

Looking at Lin Yi's peaceful face with his eyes closed, Zhuang Yayun's heart was beating fast.

The landlord, who was a few years younger than me, lay in my arms, his calm face full of security. The morning light was warm, and even my heartbeat seemed to speed up.

Zhuang Yayun swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"..."

"Then I'll start."

Zhuang Yayun gently and attentively began to clean her ears.

Suddenly, Lin Yi pinched Zhuang Yayun's soft thigh.

"Hmm..." Zhuang Yayun pursed her lips and called out, tensing her instep in embarrassment.

"..."