172: Encountered Chen Yun's attack again

"handsome, your muscles are really firm!" 666 had never touched such a well-built body before.

Usually, the people who came here for massages were pot-bellied middle-aged uncles, smoking and balding, with restless hands.

Young men as handsome and well-built as Pan Han were rare, which made 666 a little excited. If Pan Han were to make a move on her right then, she would most likely just lie down.

"Thank you. Put a little more strength into it." Pan Han's body was firm, and so was his heart.

Is a simple massage really that difficult?

"Oh!" 666 replied softly, but her hands became restless, starting to alternate between light and heavy, intentionally provoking Pan Han.

"Girl, massage well, and you will find happiness." Pan Han inexplicably blurted out this sentence.

"Huh? handsome, I'm very happy right now." Saying that, 666 brushed Pan Han's back with her 'mountains'.

"Haha, you girl. Just massage properly. I have something to do later, so I won't be extending the session." Pan Han reached out and pressed down on 666, using a little force to let her know his intention.

"Oh my, your strength is so great! I love it!" 666 became even more excited by his actions.

However, since the customer had already spoken, she definitely couldn't tempt him further, otherwise, if a complaint came down, she would be in big trouble.

"handsome, why don't we exchange contact information? I can come to your place to give you a massage then." 666 returned to a normal massage, but still hadn't given up.

"Next time, I'm not far from here anyway, and 666 is easy to remember. I'll ask for you next time I come." Although Pan Han didn't want to add her, he wouldn't directly reject her good intentions to her face.

"You men, your mouths are just too good; you say it and then forget it."

"With your experience, do you think I could fool you?"

"Tsk!" Pan Han's single sentence killed the conversation, and 666 could only pat his back.

The two chatted while massaging, and time passed quickly.

Ten minutes later, Pan Han heard a familiar footsteps at the door.

Who else could it be but Chen Yun?

"Oh ho, you came quite fast!" Pan Han adjusted his ears to listen to the next room.

Sure enough, that brat Li Long hadn't finished yet.

"This bastard probably took drugs before coming." Pan Han finished speaking, and his face suddenly twitched. He thought that Li Long must have also done this to Chen Yun.

"Damn, damn, damn!" Pan Han's hatred for Li Long grew even more.

"Bastard, it's only because of Dragon Country society that you're saved, otherwise in the apocalypse, you definitely wouldn't survive tonight."

The sound of high heels passed Pan Han's door and stopped at the door next door.

"It's all up to you, Chen Yun, come on!" Pan Han clenched the pillow tightly with both hands, silently cheering for Chen Yun.

But he waited for a full minute and didn't hear any commotion.

Instead, Li Long's cries grew louder, sounding like he was about to climax.

"Huh? Why didn't she break in?" Pan Han looked puzzled. Could it be that it wasn't Chen Yun who came?

Impossible! He definitely couldn't have heard wrong, it must be her!

In fact, the person who came was indeed Chen Yun, and at this moment, she was hesitating at the door.

She looked at room 203, vaguely hearing the commotion inside, and could roughly tell it was Li Long.

Chen Yun's hand, holding her phone, began to tremble slightly.

Go in or not?

She decided to send a WeChat message first to see what Li Long would say.

However, her beloved Brother Long was in the throes of passion, with no time to look at his phone.

But Chen Yun was thinking more about whether to have a complete fallout. Once they had a fallout, it would be difficult to get along in the future, and she still relied on Li Long to support her.

If you are not financially independent, do not talk about personal independence.

You got together with him for money in the first place, so now you have to bow your head to the cuckold and wear it obediently.

As the saying goes, you can't have your cake and eat it too.

If you talk about money, don't talk about feelings; when you talk about feelings, don't ask for a receipt!

Everyone is a person of the world; it's meaningless to try to have it both ways.

Countless scenarios flashed through Chen Yun's mind. She repeatedly deliberated; she couldn't bear the consequences of a fallout.

But looking at her phone, she was still unwilling.

People are often like this; logic can be understood, but anger may not necessarily be swallowed.

"If you don't buy me 100 bags, I definitely won't let you off." Chen Yun's chest heaved greatly, clearly enraged, but she remained stubborn, planning to make up for it with bags.

"Damn it, this hateful Pan Han. Why did he have to tell me?" Chen Yun looked at her phone, thinking of that recording, and actually blamed Pan Han for it.

Pan Han, hearing this in the room, felt a bit speechless and a bit amused.

"I kindly warned you, and you blame me. You really don't know what's good for you; you deserve to be cuckolded."

"If I didn't know, then I wouldn't have so many troubles. So annoying!"

Chen Yun realized that she couldn't even use the recording to threaten Li Long. Because Pan Han sent it to her, if Li Long found out, he would definitely turn the tables and blame her for still being in contact with her ex-boyfriend.

Pan Han slightly opened his divine sense and could feel Chen Yun's struggle and hesitation.

He also instantly understood that Chen Yun didn't dare to have a complete fallout!

"Boring! No good show to watch now." Pan Han grumbled.

However, he seemed to understand that he had underestimated human nature; after all, he was still too naive!

Before Pan Han transmigrated, didn't Cheng Xiao also tell him to find a few more?

And Yan Xiaoli, who had an ambiguous relationship with him; although their relationship was intimate, it just didn't reach the soul.

"Holy crap! So the clown was me all along?" Pan Han suddenly felt so pitiful, even eagerly and actively informing Chen Yun. As a result, she took her anger out on him.

Pan Han used to regard Chen Yun as a goddess, but what happened? Wasn't it because he had no money that he was dumped after graduation?

What about Li Long? He cuckolded Chen Yun behind her back, but Chen Yun still didn't dare to turn against him, did she?

Pan Han lay on the bed, repeatedly pondering this matter: he possessed wealth, ability, and experience far beyond his peers. But after all, he was still a recently graduated child.

These past few days, he had also come to understand many things, but none of them stimulated him as much as the current situation.

A few months ago, Chen Yun's single phrase, "Let's break up," brought Pan Han the system. Now Chen Yun once again slapped him in the face with her actions.

Just as Pan Han was deep in thought, Chen Yun was struggling, and Li Long was charging forward, a security guard rushed in front of Chen Yun.

"Miss, you cannot enter. The person inside is our guest." The security guard was well-trained and had encountered several cheating scenes before, so he was experienced.

"Oh, okay."

Unexpectedly, the security guard's arrival actually gave Chen Yun a way out, and she quickly took it.

"Please follow me to the lobby to wait for someone." The security guard also felt relieved; not having to resort to physical force was the best outcome.

After the two left, Pan Han continued his earlier thoughts.

So, what is the essence of human relationships?

If he didn't have food, would Cheng Xiao fall in love with him?

If he didn't have potions, would Wang Doudou help him?

If he didn't have money, would Yan Xiaoli get intimate with him?

If he wasn't handsome, would 666 actively add him on WeChat?

If he wanted to deal with Li Long, couldn't he just beat him directly? Why tell Chen Yun and let her scold him instead?

If he wanted to see Chen Yun make a fool of herself, couldn't he just acquire her company directly? Wouldn't it be better to make her his secretary, writing PPTs until midnight every day?

Pan Han turned over, and 666 gave him a leg massage.

Pan Han looked at the ceiling, continuing to think.

He was now a system owner, an initial evolver in the apocalypse, the Lord of Dawn Base, the Commander of the Dawn Army, and a billionaire. Why was he still so conflicted?

Just do it!

Suddenly, Pan Han's eyes became serious, and his blood surged throughout his body. It was as if a small figure in his mind sat atop a rocket, suddenly shooting into the sky, the flames spewing from the rocket's tail scorching Pan Han into charcoal on the spot.