Chapter 93

After Yang Mo's examination results came out, Christine offered to personally escort him back to Miami for recuperation. The staff couldn't refuse and had to agree. Thus, Yang Mo was effectively sold out by the staff. By the time he was wheeled out of the ward by the doctor, the team doctors had already left.

Now, he had lost his ability to move and could only be at Christine's mercy.

Christine decisively took Yang Mo to her hotel, a presidential suite. At over three thousand dollars a night, it was a luxury for Yang Mo, but for Christine, it was commonplace. After all, her current film salary could surpass the highest annual salary in the NBA.

After pushing Yang Mo into the room, she directly carried him to the bed. Lying on the bed, Yang Mo felt very helpless. He asked straightforwardly, "Big star, can you tell me why you like me? Although we spent a night together, it wasn't exactly a pleasant memory, was it?"

"No, that was the best memory for me," Christine said with a smile as she patiently removed the shoe and sock from Yang Mo's other foot, showing no airs of a celebrity. After removing the sock, she lay down next to Yang Mo and said, "That night, when I leaned on your chest, I felt the most beautiful thing in the world. I felt very comfortable with you, a feeling I can't describe."

Yang Mo found Christine's words overly sweet, but the mention of her chest made him think. He quickly pulled up his jersey and noticed that the six-pointed star was faintly glowing.

Could it be... all this is because of it?

As he thought this, many things suddenly made sense. Since obtaining the six-pointed star, he had experienced one strange encounter after another. Not only had his basketball skills improved significantly, but his physical strength had become extremely abnormal, and his personality seemed to have changed. He had never been smooth-talking with girls before. He had always been very loyal in love, but now he felt a strange agitation when he saw beautiful girls.

Moreover, the most important thing was that he had never been very popular with girls. Although he was handsome, few beautiful women had ever approached him. But now, in less than three months since getting the six-pointed star, he had gathered a platoon of beautiful women around him. And a big star like Christine was even openly declaring her love to him.

Six-pointed star, should I call you a six-pointed star or a rogue star?

Yang Mo muttered to himself. From a young age, he knew that to gain something, you had to lose something. He just didn't expect that the six-pointed star would give him unparalleled basketball talent but cost him his chastity and some of his integrity!

As if the six-pointed star had heard Yang Mo's muttering, it suddenly emitted a faint blue light, enveloping Christine. Immediately, Yang Mo noticed that the previously calm Christine became restless, slowly rubbing her body against the sheets and making alluring movements.

Damn, is this too bizarre?

Yang Mo scratched his head and tried to cover the six-pointed star on his chest with his hand. But it had no effect. Christine had already pounced on him, starting to tear off his clothes.

Yang Mo shouted, "No! No! No! No, Yamete! Yamete!"

However, such cries only made Christine more excited.

With his ankle injured, Yang Mo found it hard to move. He could only close his eyes and let her have her way, adopting the attitude of "let her touch, let her lick."

But soon, Christine's actions elicited a natural male response from him, as she started to undress herself. At this moment, a thought popped into his head: "Life is like rape; instead of resisting, it's better to lie down and enjoy it!"

With this thought, Yang Mo stopped resisting. He thought, "Come on! Ravage me! I'm a man, I won't lose out!"

As soon as Yang Mo's resolve wavered, his body followed. He reached out and forcefully pulled off Christine's clothes and bra, revealing her perfectly shaped, teardrop-like breasts.

Next, he reached under Christine's waist and quickly tore off her pink panties and lace stockings.

At this point, Christine was completely lost in passion, even though the six-pointed star had stopped glowing. Yang Mo couldn't control himself either.

What... are you waiting for?

Christine forcefully sat down, and Yang Mo cooperatively thrust up. Instantly, a thin trail of blood appeared, and Christine let out a satisfied and pleasurable moan. Unable to resist the peak of pleasure, Christine began to move up and down, and Yang Mo, holding her waist, assisted her movements.

Thus, the room was filled with spring colors and moans, and the passionate scene continued for a long time. Yang Mo, who had initially been suppressed, now took control, relentlessly thrusting, making Christine pant and moan, her soul dancing in the clouds, completely lost.

After half an hour, the battle finally ended. Christine lay limp on the side, her body like a rag doll, but her soul was singing, filled with joy and pleasure.

Meanwhile, Yang Mo heard a ding: "Welcome to the 'Game 2 of the Finals, Fighting Alone' mission. Mission content: Lead the 76ers to a second victory over the Lakers led by the OK duo. Mission reward: 70% of Allen Iverson's peak speed."

Buzz!

After the metallic sound disappeared, Yang Mo suddenly found himself in a noisy arena. At that moment, a rough, hoarse voice came from behind him: "Allen, it's time to go on the court! Good luck!"

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