Infinite Travel: I know a lot of goddesses

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This was not the first time Shen Ye went to Qi Wei's house, but this time he went to the wrong place and knocked on the wrong door...

He didn't expect that Qi Wei really changed houses and moved from the thirteenth floor to the seventh floor... After saying sorry to the unlucky guy who shot him and was kicked away by him, he learned from the phone call to Qi Wei that she moved to the seventh floor. Generally speaking, he was a little wrong, but it was wrong to shoot him, so it was normal to break a few ribs of someone else.

"I heard gunshots... Rebecca and I are still worried about you!"

After arriving at the seventh floor, knocking on the door, and opening it, Qi Wei said to Shen Ye.

Shen Ye shrugged. He liked this action that could perfectly express his helpless mood. Then he said, "Your worry is normal, because that gunshot was directed at me... I didn't expect you to really move to a new house. I thought you were still living on the thirteenth floor."

"Because you said the thirteenth floor is unlucky." Qi Wei turned sideways to let Shen Ye enter the room and continued: "So I moved to the seventh floor..."

"Shen..."

But before Qi Wei could finish her words, Rebecca, wearing a cool bikini, suddenly rushed out of her bedroom, shouting Shen Ye's name and throwing herself at him. But as soon as she passed by Qi Wei, Qi Wei grabbed her arm.

"Let go." Rebecca turned around and glared at Qiwei.

"Shouldn't we have something to drink before we applaud for love?" Qi Wei glanced at her and said, "What's the point of not doing enough foreplay?"

"I don't need it." Rebecca said seriously.

"So you can only stand behind Lucy. I was implicated by you, so I can only succeed now." Qi Wei said disdainfully.

"Fuck, didn't you want to join forces with me?" Rebecca became angry again: "I'm leaving if you say that!"

"Please come in." Qi Wei loosened her hand and made a invitation gesture towards the door.

"Forget it, I was just joking. I'll go pour the wine." Rebecca resisted Qi Wei's provocation, turned her head, and ran to the dining table.

At this time, Shen Ye took his eyes off Rebecca and said helplessly: "I suddenly feel guilty."

"Rebecca is already an adult."

"..."

"Let's go drink."

"Wait a minute." Shen Ye shook his head and took out his cell phone.

"What?" Qiwei asked curiously.

Shen Ye looked at the screen of his mobile phone, his fingertips moving rapidly: "Give Sasha a location. She called me more than a dozen times when I came."

Hearing this, Qi Wei blinked, but was not angry, but asked curiously: "Shen, Sanfei, can you stand it?"

Shen Ye, who had already sent his location, put away his phone and said to Qi Wei calmly: "You'll know in a moment..."

Facts have proved that Shen Ye was not bragging, but was really awesome. After spending a whole night with three women, he was still full of energy when he woke up the next day, and he also did some high-intensity morning exercises.

So he doesn't have to worry about how many women there are in his family. At least the phrase "dying of exhaustion" will never appear in his mind...

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After dealing with the three women, Shen Ye went straight back to the hotel. To be honest, he was a little worried about Xili being alone.

But while on the way, he received another call from Song Zhaomei.

"I have sent you the action plan drawn up by Miles. The exact time of action is the night after tomorrow, which is half an hour after the team hired by the sex doll named Evelyn succeeds. There are a total of eight edgewalker teams, and every two teams are responsible for one route..."

Song Zhaomei briefly explained the contents of the plan, and just as Shen Ye began to think, Miss Hacker suddenly changed the subject and said, "You were very brave last night. It was much more interesting than the plot in Mewtwo..."

Shen Ye's eyes widened when he heard this.

Is she peeping?

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(Sorry, the quality of these two chapters is not high... Mainly because I am numb from drinking, and my brain is a bit confused, but it will get better starting tomorrow...)