Yan Dongxu took off his shoes and entered the house, washing his hands first.
Then he went to the sofa and sat down.
Looking at Zhao Qingqing's slender waist, he didn't know how to start for a moment.
"Looked enough? Hurry up and press."
Zhao Qingqing lay on the sofa and said without even lifting her head.
"What's the hurry! I have to think about where to start pressing!" Yan Dongxu muttered.
"Humph, you didn't hesitate so much when you were with Sun Shiyun yesterday! What's wrong? My figure isn't as good as hers? Made you unable to make a move?"
Zhao Qingqing was unhappy, she picked up Yan Dongxu's hand and put it on her waist.
"It hurts the most here, be gentle!"
Yan Dongxu slowly pressed, his hands wandering back and forth on Zhao Qingqing's waist.
"Ah! Be gentle!"
"Okay...okay..."
"A little higher...yes, right here, use some force slowly."
Yan Dongxu tried hard to stay calm, he could feel his heart beating faster and faster.
If this continued, he really couldn't hold back anymore.
It wasn't that his self-control was bad, it was mainly that he couldn't stand Zhao Qingqing's moans.
These cries were intoxicating, soul-stirring.
"Did you injure your waist before?" Yan Dongxu asked, trying to divert his attention by talking.
"Well, I sprained it when catching criminals before, and sitting for long periods of time over the years has caused some protrusion of my lumbar discs."
Zhao Qingqing answered softly.
Yan Dongxu slowly pressed, and Zhao Qingqing showed no intention of letting him stop.
His hands felt sore after a while, so he could only press with one hand at a time, alternating between them.
"Huff...huff...huff..."
Gradually he heard Zhao Qingqing let out a soft snore.
She fell asleep?
Yan Dongxu was surprised.
Then he went to the bedroom to find a blanket to cover Zhao Qingqing.
Seeing that Zhao Qingqing was asleep, he went back to the bedroom himself and took out the gene potion.
"Never mind! Drink first, talk later!"
He made up his mind that for his own safety, he had to do this.
Opening the bottle cap, an indescribable smell rushed to meet him.
It was a little pungent, with a strong medicinal scent.
Smelling this, he knew the gene potion would not taste good.
He gulped down the potion in one go.
He felt a strong current spreading from his abdomen to his limbs.
It was as if all his pores had opened, his mind went blank.
He seemed to vaguely hear cracking sounds from his body. It was like a complete transformation.
A strange force seemed to be under his control, like a part of his body.
His mind gradually recovered and he found himself still in the same place, even the action of drinking was unchanged.
But it felt like hours had passed just now.
"Awakened?"
Yan Dongxu doubted himself.
He looked in the mirror and his appearance had not changed at all.
The only change was that feeling of control.
He tried it out.
In an instant, the scene around him appeared in his mind.
With a thought, he instantly appeared in the kitchen.
"Teleportation?!"
Yan Dongxu's chest heaved excitedly.
Was this his superpower?
He tried again, appearing on the roof outside once more.
Too thrilling!!!
He really was a spatial superhuman!
He returned to the bedroom to continue developing his abilities.
Soon he discovered that his previous understanding of space was too shallow.
He could feel higher dimensions beyond this space.
Those were dimensions that he feared, completely inaccessible with his current abilities.
Closing his eyes, he could discern his surroundings more clearly than with his eyes, even without visual input.
He could sense every detail of his skin pores, even the blood flowing inside his body.
Whoosh!
The chopsticks in the kitchen instantly pierced an apple in the refrigerator.
If he wanted to, he could easily make those chopsticks appear inside Zhao Qingqing's body.
That was equivalent to an invisible killing ability.
He felt his spatial control was more powerful and comprehensive than Zhao Xiaofeng's.
After all, Zhao Xiaofeng could only open space doors for teleportation.
But in terms of teleportation distance, Yan Dongxu admitted he was not as good.
The space range he could currently sense was only 1,000 meters. That meant his teleportation range was limited to 1,000 meters.
But according to Du Sen, superpowers could be increased through training.
Frankly, Yan Dongxu felt invincible.
No wonder Du Sen said awakened superhumans' mindsets change, losing interest in money and the like.
Yan Dongxu was experiencing this feeling for the first time.
Money? If he wanted, he could easily teleport all the money from bank vaults into his home with his abilities.
Phew!
He breathed out. For now he decided not to tell anyone about his awakening.
The fewer people who knew about this the better, it was his trump card.
Now he wasn't afraid of the Death Coffin people coming to make trouble for him. As long as they dared come, he would make sure they never returned.
"Huh? Awake?" Yan Dongxu in the bedroom sensed Zhao Qingqing on the living room sofa waking up.
He went out, intending to check on her.
"I fell asleep just now. Maybe you pressed too comfortably." Zhao Qingqing got up and stretched lazily.
"Everyone who has tried my techniques says they're good." Yan Dongxu said with a smirk.
"Pfft, more and more shameless. I haven't experienced your so-called 'techniques'."
"Hurry up and get ready, go with me to the supermarket to buy some groceries. I'm planning to cook myself."
Zhao Qingqing said as she walked towards the bathroom.
"Cook yourself? I'm in for a treat."
Although there was food in the fridge, there possibly weren't ingredients that Zhao Qingqing needed.
Yan Dongxu was also very willing to go with her.
The two went downstairs to drive to the supermarket.
When they arrived, Yan Dongxu was thinking of opening his livestream for a bit, he wouldn't stream at night.
They wandered around for a long time, women not only loved shopping, they loved supermarket trips even more.
The audience watched them buy stuff for a good half hour.
【I love eating shrimp, get more.】
【Get more abalone too, this stuff is great, Yan Dongxu likes it.】
【Is this living the life? What a romantic vibe!】
【Streamer, you can do it! The Queen herself is cooking for you.】
【Gotta say, the Queen's long legs are fab.】
......
They pushed two carts of groceries to check out.
At checkout, the audience suddenly became interested.
【Ahem! Get two boxes!】
【Don't chicken out, grab two boxes before leaving! 】
【Judging by this, gonna put them to use tonight?】
【Quick, no one behind, hurry and grab them!】
【What's there to be shy about!】
......
"Stop spewing nonsense, I won't buy them. Whoever needs them can buy their own. I have no use for them." Yan Dongxu muttered.
"Hmm? What are you mumbling about over there?" Zhao Qingqing came over to ask.
After reading the bullet screen comments, she walked straight to the shelves and grabbed two boxes into the shopping cart.
"Since they asked you to buy, just buy, what's there to be embarrassed about?" Zhao Qingqing said before going to pay.
Yan Dongxu: "......"
He felt something was off about Zhao Qingqing today...
【Dang, the Queen is awesome!】
【Judging by this, the Queen is gonna favor you tonight!】
【Nothing more to say, go shower when you get home!】
【Long live the Queen! She's on a rampage!】
......
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