Wang Lin is a college graduate from a third-rate university, and good companies didn't look favorably upon his diploma from that wild J University. Having no other choice, Wang Lin had to settle for a trading company named Ming Heng Tong as a business manager.

Claiming to be a business manager, they are actually salesmen. Every morning they go to the company to pick up a large box of cosmetics and scour the streets looking for passersby and small shops to sell them to, commonly known as "street sweeping."

Even with this job that only pays 500 yuan, Wang Lin is about to reach his breaking point.

Because his sales performance had been at the bottom of the company for three consecutive months, his superior, Wu Dathou, had already warned: Wang Lin, if he doesn't complete his sales target this month, get out immediately!

On Dongjiang Road, Wang Lin was walking with a large "Pretty" cosmetic box in his left hand and promotional materials and samples in his right. He was waiting for the green light to cross the street.

A slender figure of a woman was standing at the crosswalk, just a few steps in front of him. Looking at that slender back, Wang Lin's eyes widened like copper bells, and his saliva almost flowed out.

Because F was wearing a light and thin gauze dress, in October's big Tai Y came over from the front S, easily putting on that fine hem, L showed the underside wind to Wang Lin.

Two long, thin, and white legs like compasses stood apart. Under the light of Y, even the sweat on their skin was visible. Their slightly parted thighs drew together, then were held by a string of barely deeper than usual. The thick fullness was enveloped.

Wang Lin pretended to be organizing a P box, crouching down and glancing sideways. At once, he saw in that big bulge, that slightly indented thin…

With a "glug" sound, Wang Lin swallowed a large mouthful of saliva, only feeling his throat dry and his little brother standing at attention, saluting, swelling to the point of pain in an instant.

Poor Wang Lin, at twenty-three years old he was still a male. He relied on Wǔzhǐ Shān to alleviate his daily loneliness. No wonder he was so stimulated by just a little bit of H, almost to the point of nosebleeds and turning into a werewolf.

Just then, a sudden earth-shaking "rumble" sounded. At first, F thought it was thunder from the sky and, startled, raised his hand to cover his eyes and looked around in the sky.

Only Wang Lin, who was crouching on the ground because of his line of sight, suddenly saw that in front of the F, a crack appeared on the ground. The entire street's asphalt road surface collapsed into the ground with a roar!

"Ah—"

Naf hadn't a clue what was happening. She tumbled down the slope, watching as she would be buried beneath the colossal chasm that was collapsing around her.

"Danger!"

Wang Lin didn't know what he was thinking. Perhaps it was because T peeked at F's private parts and felt an inexplicable intimacy with this F, unwilling to let go of X's life. Maybe it was the younger brother's performance that clouded his mind.

Wang Lin roared and suddenly lunged forward, his two hands enveloping the screaming F.

One hand each, Wang Lin's double hands J-shaped, holding the two towering white rabbits.

"Oh, so good!"

Wang Lin's mind instantly summarized the feeling coming from his hand. He twisted his waist, swung his arms in a coordinated motion, and flung the F back onto the safety of the sidewalk.

Wang Lin stumbled backward and was pushed into the pit by the recoil. He flailed his hands desperately, but his head hit a stone with a dull thud and he fainted.

The bottom of the collapsed pit was a huge underground cave. Wang Lin, who was in a coma, was lucky enough to be wedged between two large stones by the collapsing sand and rocks. Otherwise, even if he had nine lives, he would have to go see the King of Hell.

Unseen, Wang Lin lay unconscious. Blood trickled from the back of his head, soaking a particularly bright and shiny bell ru resting in the darkness.

Then only a piece of stone, no bigger than a go piece, actually started to melt in the blood, transforming into a glistening ball of YT. Following the trail of blood flow, it drilled into the wound at the back of his head and entered Wang Lin's T.

Unbeknownst to Wang Lin, who had found fortune in misfortune, this piece of rock, no bigger than a go stone, was actually a fragment of Heaven and Earth Spirit Crystal formed over billions of years due to colossal changes. It had been shaped by time's erosion, gathering the purest life energy between heaven and earth, which would bring him endless…

In the single ward of the Department of Surgery at Yunhai City Second Hospital, Wang Lin's eyes twitched, and he opened his eyes.

The ceiling was a snowy white, with chandeliers hanging from it. The faint smell of disinfectant tickled Wang Lin's nose. He suddenly remembered: "Oh, I almost died saving him. My brother's been lying in the hospital."

Turning over his thoughts, Wang Lin almost fainted again—this time from happiness.

She had long, curved eyebrows and sharp eyes. Her nose was small and delicate, her cheeks plump and rounded, giving her a somewhat babyish look. Her lips were cherry red and moist, possessing both the purity of a maiden and the allure of a mature woman. She stood so close, just inches away, her face filled with surprise as she observed him.

X's slightly parted lips, because of the sweet scent that just came out of GG, hit Wang Lin straight in the face. He inhaled it into his nose, making him dizzy and squint his eyes, letting out a sigh of pure pleasure: "Oh mm—"

In a daze, Wang Lin blurted out a silly question: "Who are you?"

"Na F was taken aback, surprise turning into unease on his face. "You don't recognize me? I'm the person you saved on Dongjiang Road! My name is Yang Hui..."

"Oh, I remember now. I remember when I threw you around, I almost ripped your… *cough*... there. You… *cough cough*… no, it's okay, right?"

At the beginning, Wang Lin was still in a daze and spoke without thinking. As he went on, he became more awake and suddenly felt so embarrassed that he couldn't say another word.

Yang Hui's face instantly turned as red as a large red cloth, and she instinctively tried to move away from Wang Lin. But those X-shaped towering mountains, with their violent up and down swaying movements, captivated Wang Lin's eyes, causing him to forget his embarrassment entirely.

Yang Hui, after all, was a professional woman. She was used to dealing with these situations and quickly recovered her composure, saying, "Wang Lin, let me get you some water. You've been asleep for ten hours, you must be thirsty."

He picked up the cup from his bedside, walked to the water dispenser in the corner and filled it, turning his back to block Wang Lin's greedy gaze.