Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!-Chapter 446: Isn’t It Just Too Good to Be a Man?

Chapter 446: Chapter 446: Isn’t It Just Too Good to Be a Man?

Nalan Ye Jue’s words, "This is my anesthetic," left Bai Chi breathless.

He looked at the screen, bewildered.

When he saw the close-up of Qin Xin speeding at an incredible pace on the screen, his feelings went beyond breathlessness.

It was like his head was being pushed underwater, not allowed to breathe, and desperately choking.

A 30-second lap world record.

Little Sister-in-law, can you be any more badass?

However, turning to look at Nalan Ye Jue, he felt that Jue seemed just a bit more badass than the Little Sister-in-law.

Damn, Jue actually didn’t use anesthetic, just watched the replay of the Little Sister-in-law’s racing video over and over, and managed to complete the surgery without anesthetic?!

What kind of godly couple is this, damn.

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On the racetrack.

Because Qin Xin once again set the latest world record, all the competitors’ scores were rewritten simultaneously.

The competition was too strong, so strong that it was impossible for them to surpass in this lifetime. The competitors were sincerely convinced and felt utterly defeated, unable to continue racing.

Everyone stopped on the track, looked up at the big screen, and worshipped this god-like female racer.

As for their own results... do those trash-like scores even matter?

At this moment, Qin Xin, who was admired and worshipped by everyone, stood with a furrowed brow on the grass outside the racetrack, looking in the direction where Matthew was being carried away.

Zhou Yu jogged over: "Master, the A Continent Racing Club is inviting all racers to a post-race party."

Qin Xin: "Do you really want to go?"

Zhou Yu: "Well, not really. It depends on you, Master. It’s said the party is in a famous town in the suburbs, and there are, there are..."

The young boy was too shy to continue.

Qin Xin smirked: "There are the best strip...tease dancers in the world. Right?"

Zhou Yu’s face turned as red as a steamed bun!

"Master, I, I, I really don’t want to watch that, I just want to talk to my peers..."

Qin Xin didn’t tease him further and readily said: "Then let’s go."

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As night fell,

the most bustling and lively life in A Continent was just beginning.

The small town was glowing with brilliant lights, countless gorgeously dressed dancers stood on the street side, blowing enthusiastic kisses to passersby.

The racers, being young and vigorous men, couldn’t resist such an invitation, each exclaiming: "Men in A Continent are so blessed, isn’t this the gentle and luxurious dreamland only found in fairy tales?"

Zhou Yu nervously glanced at Qin Xin who was strolling with hands in pockets beside him: "Master, why don’t we say hello to the organizers, show our faces, and then leave?"

Qin Xin squinted slightly: "What’s the rush? There are so many beauties I haven’t seen enough of them yet."

She patted a blonde beauty on the shoulder by the roadside, slipped a tip into her shirt pocket, making the beauty so excited that she blew kisses at her nonstop.

Zhou Yu held his breath: "..."

Look at Master’s skilled gestures.

Master has seen more of the world!

The party booked by the racing club was at the largest dance hall in the town, a prominent eight-story circular building.

As soon as they entered.

The enthusiastic dancers took care of the racers meticulously, almost every racer was surrounded on both sides by two dancers, wishing to feed them wine and meat from the buffet.

The racers exclaimed: This is too damn blissful, even ancient emperors didn’t have it this good.

Zhou Yu, nervous, shook off two dancers, insisting on staying with Qin Xin.

So the two dancers assigned to him followed behind him full of resentment, as if they wouldn’t get their performance bonus if they didn’t complete their task.

Qin Xin, holding a glass of wine, calmly flirted with the two dancers beside her, making them laugh so hard they bent at the waist.

Zhou Yu sighed again: How does Master seem more like a man than he does?

In his frustration, a girl’s hand tugged at his sleeve.

"Hey."