Xining came back to his senses and swallowed the saliva in his mouth: "Hmm, do you have any clothes to change?"

The waiter turned around, walked to the closet, reached out and opened the door.

There are two white bathrobes hanging inside.

"If you need anything else, just ask."

She was stunned again. This was the first time the staff member spoke.

Xining suddenly smiled: "So you can say it."

"Okay." The staff responded: "As long as you don't take off your mask."

Her voice is very nice and magnetic. With her figure, I really want to take off the mask and see how she looks.

But she didn't want to do this. She is the main god, and she has never seen any kind of handsome man. In the rest area, the male gods are more beautiful than the other, and they are all the ones who can make women faint with their beauty in the mortal world.

Wearing a mask is very good now, it has a mysterious and hazy beauty, but when you take off the mask, you will definitely not look as good as the male god, and the feeling will be greatly reduced.

Xining reached out and squeezed the bathrobe: "Please help me get two sets of pajamas, just the ordinary ones."

The staff nodded slightly and turned to leave.

After thinking for a while, she took out a bathrobe and went to the bathroom next to her.

I haven't taken a shower for several days. Even if I go to the toilet every day and touch the tap water with my hands to clean it, my hair is already oily.

The bathroom has a jacuzzi and a glass shower room.

She first put a tank of water in the jacuzzi, took off all her sportswear, threw it in, and then went to the glass bathroom to take a bath.

Oh dear, there's thick mud all over my body. It's really dirty. Add some shampoo to your head and some soap to wash it off.

After washing, I went to the jacuzzi to wash my sports clothes. Before applying soap, the water in the bathtub was turbid. Looking at the dark red color on the sports clothes, it was other people's blood.

The days we have been living these past few days are really not what humans live.

The sportswear was scrubbed and washed three times. Fortunately, the color was dark and the blood stains could no longer be seen. I picked it up, wring it dry, and walked out with it in my hand.

The waiter outside must have been waiting for a long time. He was standing next to the wardrobe with two sets of clothes that had just been hung up.

Xining walked out wearing a bathrobe and holding washed sportswear in his hand: "What are you standing for? You can sit wherever you like."

Walking to the closet, the waiter took out a few empty hangers from the closet and said, "I'll hold them for you."

"Thank you!" She turned and walked to the balcony.

He reached out and took out a clothes hanger from the waiter, carefully shook out one of the clothes, which was his coat, and hung it to dry on the clothes hanger.

The waiter took it and helped hang it on the hook of the clothes rack nearby.

Xining hung up her trousers again, just like this, she made one pair, and the waiter helped hang up another pair. When it came to the last panties... the waiter didn't reach out anymore, and watched her hang up the clothes hanger where the panties were hanging, with a look in her eyes.

With a bit of a smile.

After all, we are still human beings, and human emotions and desires still exist.

"Hahaha, wow..." Accompanied by laughter and the sound of splashing water, Xining looked towards the seawater swimming pool in the middle.

No. 51 was hanging out with several women with hot figures. Two of them had already taken off their work clothes, and two others were taking them off. Inside were actually swimsuits made of very little material, in red and green colors, which highlighted their fair skin.

skin.

"Come on, come on down!" The No. 51 sportswear had long been taken off, and a dark blue puddle was floating on the side of the swimming pool. He laughed and pinched the waitresses, and for a while, there were screams in the swimming pool.

Laughing constantly. This is called letting yourself go.

Xining pretended that nothing mattered, walked towards the room, went to the closet and took out a new set of clothes.

It was indeed ordinary, black sports beach shorts and a white short-sleeved crew-neck sweatshirt. Even the underwear was prepared and hung inside. Pure white, sporty without steel rims; white high-waisted small panty. I twisted it with my hands.

, all made of cotton.

"Thank you!" She held it in her hand: "It's okay now, you can go."

The waiter was still standing there. Based on what I saw just now, I really wanted to know if he was wearing swimming trunks underneath, and I didn't know what size they were.

Xining tilted his head slightly: "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

"It's okay." The waiter said slowly, "If you need anything, you can call customer service."

"Okay, thank you!" She stood there, holding clothes in her hand, her attitude was very clear, she needs to change clothes and rest, you can go.

The waiter turned and left. The thin strips were in line with the current aesthetics and my sister's preferences.

It's a pity that I'm not a casual god. If I want to sleep, there are so many male gods in the rest area that I won't have time to deal with it. When doing tasks, I must implement the principle. If I pass through thousands of leaves, I won't leave a single leaf behind.

The door was closed when the waiter left. She walked to the bathroom and changed her clothes.

It was slightly loose and the size was right. She walked to the bedroom and lay down on the sofa next to her. Well, it was comfortable!

"Hahaha, come on... oh, it's so annoying..." bursts of very uncoordinated sounds came from downstairs, coquettish sounds and silver laughter, which made me irritated.

Xining stood up, walked to the balcony, and closed the door. The double-glazed glass and sound insulation measures were good, and the sound disappeared immediately. He went back to the sofa and lay down, um, comfortable!

Mo Ming: "She is a goddess after all. She has her own aura. Do you know who the waiter was just now?"

Who? Don't tell me he's the big boss here.

Mo Ming: "No, but it's almost the same. You've seen her before, but not in this outfit."

After thinking about it for a moment, I thought of the masked man.

Wearing a black metal mask, all black clothes, and a black leather windbreaker, the voice from the mask contains the electromagnetic sound of a voice changer. When he raises his gun to kill, he is clean and decisive.

It turns out that he looks like this, but I haven't seen his true appearance yet. He is wearing a mask. I only saw him in a waiter's uniform.

You don't need to take off the mask to know that he is quite handsome. Xi Ning curled his lips and asked, is it the rule of this world that if you don't have the Virgin, you can't be the protagonist, and if you don't look handsome, you can't be the BOSS.

But the masked man is none of her business. Is it possible that she can let the masked man off the hook and get rid of the other two, so that she can automatically be promoted to the winner and complete the task?

Mo Ming: "That's impossible. Even if you sleep with him, he won't help you. Instead, he will look down on you."

Hehe, could it be that the way he acted just now meant that he wanted to sleep with my sister?

"I don't want to!" Mo Ming said very worriedly: "Look at your current appearance, how can you compare to those coquettish people outside? He won't even sleep with those people, let alone sleep with you. He just thinks it's fun!"

What did the sister ask for at that time? Just like the handsome man No. 51, she asked for his service.

Mo Ming: "He will do as asked."

Xining...men all over the world are the same.

Mo Ming: "He is a person who does things completely according to principles. As long as it complies with the regulations and is asked of him, he will do it."

How strange, is he a tool without any emotions?
Chapter completed!