What the F***, This is the 20th Floor

In a hazy daze, Xu Mo had a dream.

He dreamt that all the female leads had betrayed him.

Only he, who had been the antagonist, had become the protagonist.

Lin Fan, who had originally been the protagonist, inexplicably became a target for the female leads to hunt down.

Uh... this was just too terrifying!

But what was even more frightening was yet to come.

The above scene flashed by in an instant.

What followed was the most horrifying part.

Because he had deceived the Dragon Queen.

An Youyi had come after him.

She had tied him up and even forced a kiss.

The sensation was too real.

So real that Xu Mo felt like he wasn't dreaming.

So he opened his drowsy eyes.

In the darkness, a figure approached.

o( ̄▽ ̄)

The female rogue carried a pleasant body scent.

Even though it was faint,

at such a close distance,

Xu Mo could clearly smell it.

He began to ponder the three great philosophical questions of life.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

Soon, he had his answers.

His name was Xu Mo, he was an antagonist, in the presidential suite of the Sheldon Hotel, and he had been sleeping.

Suddenly, he was accosted by an unknown female rogue.

And she had taken advantage of him.

It was so frustrating.

Were the hotel security guards just for show?

Fortunately, unlike in his dream,

he wasn't tied up.

His hands and feet were still free.

So he struggled with all his might.

And made muffled sounds with his mouth.

But his strength was too weak.

His Iron Shirt skill was only for defense, not for increasing strength.

Moreover,

Xu Mo found that this useless skill hadn't been triggered.

Which proved that this female rogue

was just here for a fling.

Not to take his life.

After Xu Mo's resistance,

the woman's eyes lit up slightly.

As if she had discovered a new continent.

She showed no intention of letting Xu Mo go.

Two minutes later,

Xu Mo's eyes adjusted to the dark environment.

"You're forcing my hand!"

Xu Mo decided to bite his tongue to death.

Even if he died, he would take someone with him.

No, it would be her who died.

But just as he was about to do it,

he saw the woman's face clearly.

Xu Mo was struck like lightning.

"Youyi? Youyi, why are you here?"

"Ah, how did you even find me?"

"This is the twentieth floor!!"

His voice came out as muffled, helpless sounds.

Who knows what Xu Mo was trying to say.

But even though it wasn't clear,

An Youyi could hear Xu Mo's thoughts clearly.

But this obviously had no effect on her next actions.

In her worldview,

once a promise is made, it must be kept.

Whether it was her,

Xu Mo,

or those around her.

Previously, An Youyi had indeed considered tying Xu Mo up.

But she was afraid that Xu Mo would struggle and get hurt.

So she abandoned that idea.

Normally,

she wouldn't even think about such things.

The prey just needed to wait obediently to be arranged.

Because pointless resistance would only increase one's own suffering.

But since interacting with Xu Mo,

An Youyi found that these things she had never considered before,

she was now considering.

It felt so strange.

Time passed minute by minute.

After struggling, Xu Mo completely gave up resistance.

There was a saying,

Don't go against the Dragon Queen's will.

And if life deceives you,

don't take it to heart.

Just endure this painful time.

Xu Mo was thinking all kinds of random things.

People will eventually get bored.

At first, it was interesting.

Then it quickly became boring.

Because what you can't get always stirs desire.

And what you're favored with, you take for granted.

Xu Mo knew,

An Youyi's mood was like a spoiled child's.

Playing too long would get boring.

So he calmed down.

After relaxing,

Xu Mo felt his breathing became much smoother.

Next came the test of patience.

Half an hour passed.

An hour passed.

An hour and a half passed.

Finally, after about two hours,

Xu Mo could no longer stay calm.

This Dragon Queen was even more terrifying than a demoness.

Xu Mo felt he had to do something.

So he pretended to suffocate and die.

In other words, he was feigning death.

To trick the Dragon Queen.

As long as she let him go,

everything would be fine.

But Xu Mo clearly overthought the situation.

He didn't know that An Youyi could hear his inner thoughts.

So even though Xu Mo was acting like a true thespian,

it was ultimately just an act.

Finally, after three hours,

Xu Mo's mind went blank.

His thoughts had stopped.

Because he had reached a state of not thinking about anything.

An Youyi's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She wanted to lift her head to see how Xu Mo was doing.

It was at this moment that Xu Mo broke free from her restraint.

Quick as a flash, he grabbed the bedsheet and rolled to the corner of the bed.

He gasped for breath.

Surviving a disaster.

What a relief!!

His lips had swollen into sausage lips.

Action and reaction are equal and opposite.

An Youyi probably wasn't in much better shape.

After catching his breath, Xu Mo quickly spoke up.

"Youyi, what are you doing?"

"Greeting ceremony. You promised me this afternoon."

An Youyi's voice was calm.

As if she was narrating an ordinary matter.

An Youyi moved closer to Xu Mo again.

Xu Mo panicked, "Alright, alright, Youyi, I've already fulfilled my promise to you."

Xu Mo really felt quite frustrated.

What was this?

The Dragon Queen didn't play by the rules.

Coming to trick him,

to ambush him,

while he was sleeping.

This old man here.

Was this right?

This wasn't right.

He advised the Dragon Queen to reflect on herself.

But the most critical moment,

he had to say the most important thing.

To prevent An Youyi from making a move again.

An Youyi stopped in her tracks.

Right.

Xu Mo had already fulfilled his promise.

It was what she had just asked for.

For a moment,

An Youyi didn't know what to do.

Xu Mo let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately,

he was familiar with An Youyi's weakness.

The Dragon Queen was a very principled protagonist.

She wouldn't do things without reason.

Hmm... in simple terms, she was simple-minded and physically strong.

But Xu Mo didn't celebrate for long.

An Youyi's voice came over.

"Xu Mo, let's do the greeting ceremony one more time."

Ouch...

Xu Mo felt he had sinned.

His sins were heavy.

But if he had sinned,

he didn't want the female lead to punish him.

He wanted the world's system to suppress him.

That would be justified.

But for the female lead to come over,

it would be too abrupt.

"Ask a fart!! It's all fake, all fake."

Xu Mo didn't care anymore.

Being crippled by the old man was a future matter.

But being killed by the Dragon Queen,

that was tonight's matter.

Xu Mo didn't dare to gamble.

Nor could he gamble.

So he directly chose to surrender.

Moshi moshi, let's end it here today...

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