Instance game: I signed a pact with the gods, and the gods accused me of cheating

Tonight, Qin Shang and Don Juan stayed at Yin Shisan's house.

Master Yin’s house is very big, but he seldom uses it to receive guests.

In addition, Yin Shisan probably doesn't have any special requirements for his living environment.

It is very likely that this house was bought with money from his family, and Master Yin himself does not like this kind of luxurious villa.

Therefore, many rooms are often left uncleaned.

Moreover, in the two-story villa, there are only two rooms with beds.

There was a study room and Master Yin’s own bedroom, and there was no place to stay in the other rooms.

Including the living room, Mr. Yin’s sofa is very small...

Probably when Yin Shisan first purchased the sofa, he never considered that there would be other people sitting in his living room watching TV with him.

So Mr. Yin’s sofa was really pitifully small, and there was only enough space for one person.

"Gold and jade on the outside, rotten inside, I finally understand what it means..."

Half an hour later, when Yin Shisan led his two subordinates into the villa, Qin Shang subconsciously complained.

There are seven or eight bedrooms, and the rest are either piled with miscellaneous items and covered with dust that no one cleans, or are empty.

There is no trace of basic decoration at all.

It seems that Mr. Yin's activities in his own home are limited to the living room, bedroom, kitchen and study.

In such a huge villa, there is no third place for people to live...

On the way back, Master Yin said that he wanted to temporarily borrow Qin Shang's prop, which was "Qiqi's recorder".

Qin Shang didn't think much about it. He thought that this thing would only show Master Yin what he heard.

Who would have thought that this thing could kill its master and even have the idea of ​​killing its master?

If Qin Shang knew that Master Yin’s ugly expression was because he heard the contents of the recorder, he would probably have the urge to smash the broken recorder immediately.

Damn, this recorder is rebellious...

"You two will have to make do with each other tonight, or one of you will sleep in the living room."

"I have something else to do, so I'll rest first. You two should go to bed early, too. Good night."

After changing into slippers, Master Yin went straight upstairs without saying anything.

When Don Juan entered the room, his chubby face was filled with curiosity.

After all, this is the home of Master Yin, the leader of Yanjing F4. It is still very attractive to ordinary bad guys. There are many rumors about Master Yin in the Chaoyang District Security Bureau.

Some people say that he is the illegitimate son of an overseas tycoon worth hundreds of billions, some people say that Mr. Yin is the heir to a certain chaebol, who gave up his family property and came here to enjoy the fun of working as a sheriff, and some people say that Mr. Yin is a relative of xx leader.

Anyway, there are many different opinions, and Don Juan doesn't know the exact answer, but all the bad guys in Chaoyang District have a consensus.

That is...Mr. Yin, who is very rich.

Can a poor person afford to live in a villa like this?

Even the "God Road" players, a group with a strong ability to make money, can't afford to be wasted like this, right?

Besides, it is impossible for Master Yin to use up all of his points to enjoy them.

"Damn, Master Yin's villa actually has a backyard. What kind of tree is this in the yard? Why haven't I seen it before..."

"Oh my god, this is the latest model of LV haute couture suit, right? This thing hasn't been released yet, and I've only seen it online. Mr. Yin actually casually threw away such an expensive suit..."

"Oh my god, is this a constant temperature air conditioner? A house of 600 to 700 square meters actually has a constant temperature air conditioner? Is the whole villa temperature controlled? How much would the electricity bill be in a year..."

"Wow, wow, Master Yin can actually cook for himself? So the boss can also cook for himself? I thought such rich people would hire a nanny or a housekeeper who would be on call 24 hours a day..."

Watching Don Juan running around like a curious kitten.

Qin Shang was speechless on behalf of Master Yin.

It's the middle of the night, aren't you tired, Comrade Don Juan?

I entered an Order Realm dungeon once and felt like half of my life was lost in the dungeon.

I feel so exhausted physically and mentally...

On the other hand, Don Juan, who was pulled into the copy, was like a curious baby, touching here and there.

Qin Shang sighed;

"Then I'll take a rest first..."

Hearing this, Don Juan immediately said;

"No, let's sleep together."

"?"

Don Juan immediately realized the problem in his words, and his pretty face suddenly blushed, and he added;

"No, I mean let's take a rest together. I'm also quite tired."

"But, Lao Qin, is this really your first time here with Master Yin? Why do I feel like you are very familiar with this place?"

When he said this, Don Juan's expression flashed a little strangely.

That look was hard to describe, it seemed to contain a hint of smile and excitement.

Um! ?

Damn, did you misunderstand something?

Why do I smell something rotten?

"Stop! Please stop imagining."

"I didn't say anything. Do you feel that Master Yin treats you differently?"

Qin Shang narrowed his eyes and interrupted immediately;

"No."

Who knew that Don Juan ignored it, looked at Qin Shang teasingly, and said to himself;

"To be honest, one of my subordinates was seriously injured before, and Master Yin just took him to the hospital when he passed by."

“I didn’t even bring any of them back home… I feel like we should be the first group of people to enter Young Master Yin’s home, aside from his family and friends.”

"Perhaps I have taken advantage of you after all."

"Besides, the moment you two entered the dungeon, you immediately started making eye contact and hinting at each other. I was completely confused. It was as if you two had said dozens of words to each other with your eyes. Before I knew it, you had already confessed your feelings to each other."

"And no one paid any attention to me when I asked you what was going on. It was as if you only had eyes for each other, I only had eyes for you, and you only had eyes for me. Damn, this is too good to be true..."

Your sister to each other...

Bro, you should see an ophthalmologist.

I know that these days, influenced by the BL culture, there are a lot of fujoshi.

But what does it mean that you just started doing it without my consent?

A rotten eye seeing people as gay?

"No, classmate Don Juan, I doubt your view on love."

Don Juan stared at Qin Shang with a smile on his face. He didn't say anything this time, but he was almost going crazy in his heart.

Lao Qin seemed to have a split personality. When facing himself, he was extremely cold and aloof.

But when he met Master Yin, he acted like a little submissive, flattering and praising him, and bowing down to him 666...

The same goes for Master Yin, who is apparently aloof and aloof on weekdays.

But as soon as Qin Shang was in danger, he rushed to the scene.

Moreover, classmate Tang Juan saw with his own eyes how anxious and worried Master Yin was about Qin Shang.

One is the aloof leader of the Public Security Bureau, and the other is a naive newbie who has just become a "God Road" player.

Ah~ the attributes of a lovely wife are maxed out!

Thinking of this, Don Juan became even more addicted...

If it were in the past, Qin Shang would never have imagined that one day he, a married man, would be crazy about another woman.

The key issue is myself and a same-sex boss whom I have only known for a few days.

Don Juan didn't say anything, but his starry eyes made Qin Shang feel like he was about to be turned gay.

"Congratulations, classmate Don Juan, you have successfully made me hard!"

Don Juan; "?"

硬？

Is he hard?

Don Juan was so excited that he couldn't control himself. As expected, I was right, right?

She raised her hand to cover her red lips;

"Fuck, Lao Qin, it turns out you are really gay..."

Qin Shang sneered and took out a prop;

"Don't get me wrong. I mean my fist is hard. If you don't want to sleep, would you like to try using my fist as big as a sandbag?"

"This prop of mine can magnify people's inner fear. Do you want to experience it?"

"If I punch a cute little girl like Don Juan, she'll probably cry, right?"

Don Juan; "?"