Chapter 34: Steal The Landlady!
Zhao Yiming widened his eyes. He didn't expect the perverted deity to go this far. Sure, the system had always been outrageous, but this? This was on a whole new level of degeneracy.
And yet... he didn't hate it.
After all, if there was anyone who deserved poetic, sinful retribution—it was Jin Haolong.
His eyes drifted toward the man, who was still yapping proudly about how the glass was "storm-proof, wind-proof, bulletproof, earthquake-resistant and bullet-resilient" or whatever other nonsense he was making up on the spot.
"Are you sure you want to take it?" Jin added smugly, still not realizing the storm brewing behind him.
"Of course, why not?"
Zhao Yiming smirked.
'Hard mode it is.'
His hand moved with purpose, sliding down to Meilin's ass and giving it a tight, deliberate squeeze.
She jolted. Her eyes widened, and she glared at him—but her body said otherwise.
She didn't pull away. Didn't scold him. Just stood there, lips parting slightly as a small sound slipped out.