When Lin Rong founded Dongyi Weekly, she hoped that her subordinates would have a group of young and energetic, full of fashion, dared to meet challenges, and had an unconventional team. So Lin Rong never objected to the release of the employees' personality. Taking a group bar is also one of the traditions of Dongyi Weekly. When everyone met and greeted each other, Le Haimeng held a huge beer glass and said, "What, do you want to play two tricks? Whoever lost drank this big cup!"

In the entire company, Le Haimeng is the most open-minded among girls. Not only is she beautiful, but she can speak fluent English because she has been abroad. At the same time, her position in Dongyi Weekly is the most special. On the surface, she is responsible for weekly media advertising contacts, but in fact she is also a graphic model for the weekly magazine. More importantly, she still has 20% of the company's shares and is one of the three shareholders of the company.

In this company, who is the woman Lu Xiaohang wants to pursue the most? It is undoubtedly Le Haimeng. Not only because Le Haimeng is tall, convex and delicate in appearance, she is indeed a type of stunning woman. The key is that Le Haimeng's personality is also Lu Xiaohang's dish!

It was just because Lu Xiaohang knew that there were too many high, rich and handsome people in Le Haimeng's suitors, and he had no comparable capital at all. In addition, he was in the same company, not only to avoid embarrassment, but also because he had a good assessment of himself, so he had never shown such admiration too much.

Lu Xiaohang picked up the wine glass and said, "Sister Haimeng said he wanted to play sex, and there are still people who dare to say no. But my sex skills are too poor, so Sister Haimeng has to give in to me."

"I'm so slick, no wonder Qianqian is deceived by you every day!"

"Sister Haimeng, I didn't hear anything, you guys continue!" Xue Bingqian drank on her own and blinked her eyes.

Lu Xiaohang picked up Sezi and started playing with Le Haimeng. To be honest, Lu Xiaohang is indeed not good at playing Sezi. In a short while, he drank a few big glasses of wine.

Le Haimeng patted the hand and said, "Haha, drink it quickly, hey, why are you playing with sex without any increase?"

Lu Xiaohang burped and shook his hand and said, "Please, Sister Haimeng, who in the company doesn't know that you are the most powerful in sex? It's not that I'm bad, it's that you are too strong, okay?"

"Don't make excuses! Hey, you have goldfish, there are so many left. Haha, hurry up, come again!"

"Can you lose half of your surrender!"

"Two words, dead, three words, it won't work! Hurry up, stop talking, continue!

"Oh my god! Wait, Sister Haimeng, discuss something with you. Can we change the channel? I don't think I have any chance of winning this lust."

"Hey, because I've been able to abuse you enough, I agreed. What channel do you want to change!"

It was indeed a big deal. Lu Xiaohang's belly is full of beer now. No matter what, if he loses this sex, he has to earn some points from other places to come back. There is! Lu Xiaohang's eyes lit up and he said, "Sister Haimeng, let's play some new things. Why not do this? How many sexes you catch, let me guess how many you catch. If I guess, you drink, I guess wrong, I drink!"

"Brother Xiaohang, you are stupid! These sperm have to add up to a dozen. The chance you guessed is only one in ten. Unless you can give a prompt and narrow the scope!" Xue Bingqian said in confusion.

Lu Xiaohangdao: "Is this technical content possible? I can only guess once, but I have to give time to consider it."

"Even if I give you ten minutes, you will be very awesome. Okay, you are looking for death, I will accompany you. Haha, Qianqian, Xiaohang will drink too much later and you will have to help him!" Le Haimeng saw that she was so cruel again, and she cheered excitedly.

Lu Xiaohang is not a fool. The reason why he dares to say this is naturally because of his killer move. When Le Haimeng grabbed the lust from behind and put it in front of him, Lu Xiaohang leaned down with his hands and buried his head and said, "Let me think about it first."

"Hurry up, don't fall asleep." Le Haimeng couldn't wait to let Xue Bingqian fill the wine.

When he fell asleep, he really fell asleep. Lu Xiaohang's killer weapon was the simulation field of dream creation space. At this moment, Lu Xiaohang had spent ten points of dream creation experience to start the simulation field.

"Tip, the dream-making space simulation field is started, spending ten dream-making experience, and there are still 150 dream-making experience left. The task is to simulate Le Haimeng to capture the number of colored cells. The simulation starts... Enter Le Haimeng's space thinking... The simulation ends. The simulation probability is as follows: four, 85%. Seven, 11%, two, 3%, nine, 1%. "

In the dream-making space, only the simulation field does not require Lu Xiaohang to participate directly. After the simulation, Lu Xiaohang stood up and pretended to think. Le Haimeng said: "Did you think about it? This is the channel you mentioned by yourself!"

Lu Xiaohang pretended to be something else and pointed at Xue Bingqian and said, "You are not smart at all. Sister Haimeng asked you to pour wine, and you can't be that full. I'm going to say four. Can Sister Haimeng drink so much in one gulp?"

"I'm giving you a drink, who said I'll give you a drink?"

"Wait, you said a few times just now!" Le Haimeng interrupted the conversation between Xue Bingqian and Lu Xiaohang.

Raising four fingers, Lu Xiaohang said proudly: "Four."

Le Haimeng blinked a few times, then spread her hands, and there were really four erotic people in the palm of her hand.

Xue Bingqian suddenly covered her mouth and said, "Wow, how did you do it."

"Yes, you can't really tell fortunes, you can't tell me this! "Le Haimeng is completely incomprehensible.

Lu Xiaohang raised his waist and touched his forehead and said, "Hey, I say I'll just play with more technical skills. I'm a technical mate!"

Dingdong, a prompt sound came from the Dream Creation Space "Select the correct result based on the simulation probability, and reward 50 dream creation experience, and the current dream creation experience is 200 points."

Seeing Lu Xiaohan so proud, Le Haimeng picked up the wine glass and raised her head and drank it all, saying, "Oh, I'm still pulling it up. I don't believe you can guess it, keep going!"

She grabbed a few erotic cells behind her and put them on. Lu Xiaohang lies on the table as usual, and a prompt in his mind "Tip, the dream space simulation field is started, spending ten dream experiences, and there are still 190 dream experiences left. Task, simulate Le Haimeng to capture the number of erotic cells. The simulation starts... Enter Le Haimeng's space thinking... The simulation ends. The simulation probability is as follows: 5, 80%, 6 12%, 7 8%. "

As he got up, Lu Xiaohang made a seven-handed gesture. Le Haimeng purred and swallowed, spread one hand, and gave the other thumbs up and said, "You are awesome!

Seven, guessed right again.

Dingdong, another prompt sound came from the Dreammaking Space, "Select the correct result based on the simulation probability, and reward 50 dreammaking experience, and the current dreammaking experience is 240 points."

Le Haimeng still had to drink, of course, she was still not convinced and slapped the table and said, "Continue!"

If you continue, the result will be the same. Le Haimeng continues to drink, and several handfuls in a row. Xue Bingqian is already stunned by the side. Seeing Le Haimeng pouring into her mouth cup by cup, Lu Xiaohang remained motionless, extremely coquettish, she even became a little messy: "Oh my God, Brother Xiaohang, which master are you learning fortune telling from!

"Give me more awards and more awards, self-taught success!"

Lu Xiaohang is so proud now that he has indeed avenged his revenge that he had just played lustful.

Now Le Haimeng is obviously not convinced, and she is becoming more and more interested in Lu Xiaohang, and she has even taken off her coat to continue playing. The deep cleavage in the mouth of the deep V skirt made Lu Xiaohang feel a little hot. In addition, Le Haimeng's face is flushed now, and she looks even more charming and enchanting under the dim light.

After another glass of wine, Le Haimeng slapped the table and said, "I still don't believe this evil. Lu Xiaohang, how about gamble on a glass of white wine?"

"Wow, Sister Haimeng, don't be like this bloody. Just drink beer. It's easy to get drunk with beer and white wine."

After pushing Lu Xiaohang, Le Haimeng said, "I'm not afraid of you. Are you so amazing? Are you still afraid of drinking!"

"It is because of God that I am afraid that you will get drunk!"

"Haha, thank you for your concern. I'll bet on this last hand. A big glass of white wine!"

Lu Xiaohang thought that this big glass of white wine would really be drunk, and with the previous glasses of beer, Le Haimeng would definitely be unconscious tonight. This bar is in a mess, and there are so many tall, rich and handsome people who know Le Haimeng, so it is definitely not the turn of Le Haimeng who has drunk too much, and he will definitely not be able to send it home by himself. I don’t know what will happen at that time.

So he put the big glass of white wine next to him and said, "It's better to do this. If I lose this time, I will drink this glass of white wine. If I win, what will happen to Sister Haimeng treat me to a meal next time? You have drunk enough tonight, so I really forget about this white wine!"

Xue Bingqian also said from the side: "Yes, Sister Haimeng. After drinking this big glass of white wine, it will definitely be very uncomfortable. Why not just bet on the dinner party!"

Le Haimeng weighed it, and thought it was right and agreed.

Grab the erotic again, but because it was the last time, Le Haimeng became cautious and she wanted to win, so she was more confused. It took a long time before she reached out.

"Tip, the dream-making space simulation field is started, spending ten dream-making experience, and there are still 390 dream-making experience left. The task is to simulate Le Haimeng to capture the number of colored cells. The simulation starts... Enter Le Haimeng's space thinking... The simulation ends. The simulation probability is as follows: 2, 55%. 3, 45%.

Damn, the probability is so close this time. Although I have woken up, Lu Xiaohang is still lying there. 2 and 3 are now ten percentage points away, which shows that in Le Haimeng's mind, she has actually been hesitating between 2 and 3, and she has not even decided to catch a few until the end.

This is difficult to deal with, and it is not as big as the probability gap in the past few times. It seems that you can only bet once, but you still have a high probability of choosing!
Chapter completed!