To Wen Jingrong's disappointment, although the person in front of him had facial features this time, his face seemed to be wearing a layer of veil, which was vaguely indistinguishable. Wen Jingrong stretched out his hand to draw on his face, eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips... The warm breath brushed over his fingertips, it felt so real. I sketched his face in my mind, but I couldn't imagine his charm.
Shang Ke was itchy from his touch and couldn't help laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" I don't know why, but hearing his laughter made me feel better.
Shang Ke just wanted to speak, but found that the surrounding scene began to shake, and he knew that he was about to be squeezed out again.
"Wait!" Wen Jingrong reached out and grabbed it, but it was empty.
Only a light voice remained in consciousness: "Can you practice your dreaming skills well in the future?"
Practicing dreaming skills? Wen Jingrong sat on the bed, looking at the dawning sky outside the window, the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Although I still didn't see his face clearly, I already had a rough outline in my heart, let alone heard his voice.
After a while, Wen Jingrong reduced his expression again, and was moved by an illusory dreamer. What was he excited about
Vigorously lifting the quilt, Wen Jingrong walked into the bathroom.
Shang Ke was floating in the air. This time, falling into a dream was not as difficult as the first time. It can be seen that his cultivation during this period was very effective. When he converts all the evil spirits into mana, he may be able to condense the entity.
Hang it on Wen Jingrong's sleeve as usual and follow him to the company. Wen Jingrong's industries are all over the world and involve multiple industries. He is a self-made man. Although he is not as good as those wealthy families, he has excellent abilities and unique vision.
But he has a strong personality and acts ruthlessly, which makes his competitors extremely jealous. There are many people who want to kill him, but no one has succeeded so far. Wen Jingrong himself has a very high force value, and has a good relationship with many ZF officials. The tax he pays to the country every year is an astronomical amount. More importantly, he only focuses on business and never uses his financial resources to influence ZF's decision-making. These points alone are enough to get the greatest support from ZF.
If Shang Ke wants to complete the task, it is best to use Wen Jingrong's power to absorb a thousand laborers with his industry. It's just that most factories in this era have been intelligent, and there is less and less demand for low-level labor. If you don't have a skill, you can only choose to start your own business or work in the service industry. But starting a business requires capital, and the service industry has high requirements for appearance.
The 1,000 people specified in the mandate are homeless people, laid-off workers, veterans, and those released from prison. Most of these types of people, except for veterans, have no special skills, and their appearance is not expected to meet the standard. Otherwise, they will not be able to find a job. The labor service fee in this era is very high, and most of them are concentrated in catering, entertainment, Health care, beauty, cleaning and other industries. Even cleaning jobs that require the least technical content and appearance requirements are very strict on personal character, because they need to enter the customer's home and maintain some valuables.
But before that, he had to have a real entity, otherwise, the pen would only be able to poke the paper.
Fortunately, Wen Jingrong didn't continue dating other men and women, and Shang Ke no longer deliberately made trouble for him. In his spare time, he concentrates on practicing, intending to accumulate strength to have a perfect dream meeting.
The third meeting was indeed different, because Shang Ke found that the scene in the dream had changed, from a monotonous void to Wen Jingrong's bedroom... It's really uncreative. , Heaven and Earth and the like.
Shang Ke was wearing a loose shirt and bare two slender legs, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, basking in the sunlight.
Obviously, his current outfit came from Wen Jingrong's imagination.
"You're right, dreaming does require skills." Wen Jingrong's slightly pleasant voice came from behind him.
Shang Ke slowly turned around, showing his true face clearly in front of Wen Jingrong for the first time.
Wen Jingrong had imagined it countless times in his mind, but only when he actually saw it would he know how pale his imagination was. He has seen countless beauties, but no one can touch his heart like him. Those clear eyes seemed to have been engraved in the depths of his memory until they really recovered. His eyebrows, his eyes, his lips... Everything about him seemed to be made for him.
Wen Jingrong's heart beat uncontrollably, and without any hesitation, he pulled him into his arms, bowed his head and kissed his lips, leaving no gap.
The scene in the dream always happened very quickly, and before Shang Ke could react, he was already crushed on the bed. The shirt on his body was messy, and the man eagerly asked for it. The specific movements seemed to be blurred and intermittent, but the feeling of ecstasy was very real.
I don't know how long I have been doing it, until Shang Ke escaped from the dream, and there is still the aftertaste of love in the spirit body.
Is this development too fast? He didn't even say a word, he just moaned!
Shang Ke was stunned for a while, and then was surprised to find that he was able to form a human form outside of the dream. Although it is still in a spiritual state, the shape is very complete, and even the male characteristics are fully revealed.
How is this going? Although he can now enter and exit the dream world relatively freely, he will consume a lot of mana each time. This time, not only did it not consume, but it increased a lot.
While thinking about it, Wen Jingrong also woke up from the dream, with a desire that did not subside on his face, and his body's reaction was even more direct.
He walked into the bathroom with a sullen face, and immediately heard the sound of water and heavy breathing.
Shang Ke: "… "
You don't need to think about it to know that for a man with high energy, Xiao Xiaochunmeng naturally cannot satisfy his empty and lonely body.
Shang Ke thought for a while, and so on, the evil spirit also seemed to include lust. This also explained why his power increased, because he had absorbed the evil energy derived from lust in his dream just now.
The source of the evil energy that made him distressed was actually solved like this? In the future, as long as you have a shot with his man in your dreams, you don't have to worry about running out of mana
Shang Ke has a feeling of not knowing whether to laugh or cry. If you have a good brush, I am afraid that I can only make a "wanting pen" in the future. However, he likes to hear about it, he can eat and enjoy, and he doesn't have to cause harm to the world, and his life can't be happier.
The next thing is simple, Shang Ke will fall into a dream every three days. Wen Jingrong also gradually grasped the essence of Chunmeng, and the scenes became more and more rich, from the bedroom to the bathroom, from the garden to the swimming pool, from the office to the balcony, from the car to the plane... in the sky and the ground, everywhere. Only unexpected, not impossible.
However, this world is different from Ivey's magic era. With the addition of magic, Chun Meng can also give the body real satisfaction. But Wen Jingrong only had the beautiful experience in his dreams. After returning to reality, his body was even more eager.
Until two months later, the person who used to appear in his dreams every few days suddenly disappeared. No matter what position he slept in, he never dreamed of him again. This made Wen Jingrong very irritable, and even tossed the people under him.
After two weeks of forbearance, Wen Jingrong decided to find a bed partner to vent the fire before he exploded. He'd never thought about a one-night stand before, but recently he can't stand it.
No matter how much he longed for the person in his dream, it was just a dream. It's not that he hasn't tried to let people draw his appearance and search for it secretly. But the people who are found, no matter how similar they look, often know that they feel wrong every time they look at them.
The driver who was driving looked through the rear-view mirror and saw his boss sitting in the back seat with a gloomy face, and couldn't help but mutter: How come this is like going for fun, it's just going to smash the scene, okay
Parking the car at the entrance of an entertainment club, Wen Jingrong got out of the car and was about to walk into the club under the guidance of the waiter, when Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure across the street.
His heart tightened, he left the messenger directly, and quickly chased over there.
The man walked into the underground passage, and Wen Jingrong followed without hesitation.
No matter how fast Wen Jingrong was, the two of them always kept a close distance. Wen Jingrong followed him through the underground passage, walked a few streets, boarded the subway, passed the crowd, and approached step by step.
The young man stood in the noisy crowd, quietly staring at the scenery outside the window, his handsome face exudes a soft light, his eyes are clear, and his temperament is elegant, giving people a feeling of tranquility and far-reaching, which is in sharp contrast with the surrounding hustle and bustle .
Wen Jingrong's eyes lit up with two scorching fires, his body was boiling with blood, and his fingers couldn't stop shaking because of excitement.
It was not until the subway arrived at the station that he saw that the young man was about to walk out of the carriage with the crowd, and he suddenly realized what he should do.
Catch him, take him, take him at any cost!
However, when he chased out of the carriage, he found that the man had disappeared. He searched frantically, but found nothing.
"Damn!" Wen Jingrong clenched his fists and slammed it on the wall, unable to hide his anger.
After a long while, he calmed down.
It doesn't matter, as long as he is sure that he is real, he will be able to find him!
After making up his mind, Wen Jingrong was about to go back, but found that his wallet was missing. He had to take out his cell phone and call the driver to come and pick him up.
Sculptures usually stand upright at the intersection, and Wen Jingrong doesn't care that he is the center of attention.
Shang Ke turned into a ghost and floated beside him, thinking gloatingly: Just wait, now is the rush hour, and the road is so congested that even a dog can't get through, and the driver won't come in an hour or two.
A day ago, Shang Ke found out that he could condense entities, officially evolve from a pen spirit to a pen demon, and be able to appear as a human within a certain period of time. Although it couldn't be too far away from Wen Jingrong, it was fine within a few kilometers.
Originally wanted to surprise this man, but he actually wanted to find a bed partner! It really makes no sense!
So, Shang Ke deliberately led him out and hid his wallet, just to fix him.
However, Shang Ke's plan soon fell through. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Wen Jingrong called the person in charge of the nearby branch. In just a few minutes, the mount that greeted him flew up, and he comfortably picked up the president.
Shang Ke was furious and decided to postpone their meeting again. It happened that he also had to collect some career information to prepare for solving the employment problem.