009 “The Best Men’s Apartment (Limited)” Chapter 8

Chapter 8 Gold Medal Producer

She must be dazzled!How is that possible!That erotic maniac, pervert, beast, pervert, bastard… how could it be Ruan Lin!

…Here lived Muse’s five most valuable cast members. He did say that his name was Ruan Lin.

No wonder Ling Yu said… nothing in the entertainment industry is true except falsehood.

No wonder the personality test I took when I was applying for the job of “apartment manager” included a lot of questions about chasing idols.

If Ruan Lin’s die-hard fans knew his true identity, the faith of those fans would collapse…

But… to her, it doesn’t matter if he is Ruan Lin or Qilin, he is just a financial owner that she has to face…?Or perhaps it would be more appropriate to say prostitute.

“Don’t tell me that you are my fan.” Ruan Lin said jokingly, pulling up a chair and sitting at the dining table.He was also surprised that the little woman didn’t react at all when he signed up for her number. It turned out that she didn’t react at all. Although she did react now… she was as “calm” as he expected.

“Even if you five guys are all perverts, I don’t believe there is a woman who will be completely unmoved in front of you five.” These are Aunt Yun’s exact words. Since one of the five of them refuses anyone who comes, and the other one is looking for a woman nearby, there are too many hidden dangers if the administrator is a woman, and this little woman can be directly arranged by Aunt Yun to be the “girlfriend”. Naturally, she is different from ordinary women.

“It looks pretty good, give me one too.” Ruan Lin pointed to Shen Tumo’s plate.He came back without eating anything at night. After exercising, let alone, he was really hungry.

He Lele calmed down, nodded, looked at Shen Tumo, and said softly, “Does this gentleman want anything else?”

Before Shen Tumo spoke, Ruan Lin raised his eyebrows and said, “No one told you who the five of us are and what we need to pay attention to?”

He Lele thought for a while, “The contract stipulates that no information about the owners can be eavesdropped or disseminated. The privacy of the owners in the apartment must be protected from leaks during work. After leaving the company, the owners must not disclose to anyone what they saw during work… There is no specific information about the five owners in the contract.”

After signing the contract, “Aunt Yun” asked an assistant named “Xiao Qin” to introduce some situations to her, but Xiao Qin just looked at her impatiently and asked someone to send her to the apartment without saying anything to her.

“Oh?” Ruan Lin shrugged, thinking that Aunt Yun naturally had her own reasons for doing things, “Let me introduce to you, this is Shen Tumo, Muse’s gold medal producer. There is only one thing to note. He eats every three hours. No one can delay his meal for any reason. In addition, it is strictly forbidden to disturb him while eating.”

“Okay, I understand.” He Lele breathed a sigh of relief. What made her most at a loss was not knowing exactly what to do and what not to do. Knowing this, she was not afraid no matter how difficult it was.As for the gold medal producer… She watches a lot of anime and only knows the most popular celebrities. She is not familiar with any of the people behind the scenes and has no interest in them.

Just as He Lele was about to turn around and go back to the kitchen, her legs instantly softened uncontrollably. Fortunately, she supported the ground in time so she didn’t fall and gnaw on the mud.

My legs… have no strength.Before, because she was very nervous, her whole body muscles were stretched to support her in finishing the fried rice. Now she felt relaxed, and the accumulated soreness and numbness more clearly occupied all the nerves. Her legs and waist seemed to have been disassembled and put back in the washing machine for a day and night.

Hearing the low laughter of the man behind him, He Lele turned around and glared at Ruan Lin with some annoyance, then climbed up with difficulty and went to make fried rice for him – he had to thank her for her good professional ethics, otherwise there would be more than just rice in the fried rice!

One fifty-five in the morning.

“Mr. Shentu, the fried rice you asked for is ready.” He Lele said to the elevator call hole.

Ten seconds later, the elevator door opened.He Lele took a deep breath and walked into the elevator slowly with the tray in hand – she had to go slowly. Every step she took, her whole body ached so much that she wanted to cry, especially… the shameful part that had been forced to stretch to the limit countless times would continue to rub against the rough jeans crotch with each step, causing bursts of pain and numbness.

That beast!He actually said that since Shen Tumo was at home at night, she would not be able to sleep much, so he would be kind enough to spend some time with her!Then──before she could finish washing the dishes, he turned off the kitchen light, pressed her against the sink, pulled off her jeans and underwear, spread her butt cheeks, penetrated her from behind, without caring about the endurance of her body, and fucked “pleasantly” for almost an hour…

“Come down from the fifth floor and go directly to the third floor later. I will give you authorization. Don’t make me wait!” The beast said as she collapsed on the kitchen floor.

Stallion!Obscene beast!Shameless bastard!

The elevator door automatically opened when it reached the fifth floor. What caught her eyes was a very exquisitely and elegantly decorated living room. Every piece of furniture and decoration seemed to be just right after strict calculation. She couldn’t help but feel that she was like the dirt in the operating room. Shen Tumo – He Lele looked at the dining room table. The man with deep and angular features but a cold temperament. It was obvious that he was the chief surgeon.