After my fingers had left, her tense body suddenly relaxed, exhaling a long breath.
She raised an eyebrow and a smug, domineering look reappeared on her face, "Hmph, you filthy hooligan, sick pervert, bullying me , just wait, I’ll make sure you get what’s coming to you."
"Ow, look at what you’ve done, got me all wet. It’s all your fault. What are you standing there for? Where’s the tissue? Clean me up."
She had intended to pull up her pants, but seeing her behind all damp, she glared at me fiercely and scolded me with an air of superiority.
I scoffed coldly and handed her the tissue paper.
However, as she was cleaning herself off, a wicked fire surged up in me once more.
My hands reached out, targeting her elastic buttocks, and gave it a hard squeeze.
Tsk tsk tsk, so incredibly soft and bouncy.
After savoring the feel for a moment, I quickly planted a kiss on her behind.
A scent unique to women wafted up, that intoxicating hormone fragrance of maturity pushed my inner turmoil.
"What are you doing?"
"You really are a sick pervert. Stop it."
She shoved me away forcefully, and it took her a while to clean up properly.
After a moment, she finally pulled up her pants, but since her underwear was completely soaked, she had no choice but to stuff a bunch of tissues inside as padding.
Once she had put on her pants, she sat down and looked me up and down; this time her gaze lost the disgust it held before.
"Hmph, I’m telling you, don’t think just because you’ve serviced me well that I’ll let you off the hook. A sick pervert like you, one day I’ll make you kneel at my feet and call me ’Your Majesty’!"
With that, she slipped on her high heels and glared at me fiercely.
She spat viciously and turned to leave.
"Director Chen, you’ve not paid yet," I said with a sly smile.
"Money? I haven’t settled the score with you yet for what you did to me just now. You think you can ask me for money? Dream on."
Having said that, she turned and walked away without the slightest hesitation.
But to me, it looked more like she was fleeing in panic.
Watching Chen Namei’s retreating figure, recalling that erotic scene from just moments ago, smelling the lingering scent on my fingers...
Tsk tsk, what a pleasure indeed.
Yet at this very moment, I was still somewhat worried; after all, this woman’s identity was no ordinary matter, and she was so willful and capricious, I wondered how she would retaliate next.
I tidied up and, after closing the door, resumed strolling around the neighborhood.
Today was still fruitless; I hadn’t found the woman Grandpa asked me to look for.
But I had grown accustomed to it, assuming perhaps that woman simply didn’t exist.
Returning home, the familiar sounds of music came from next door, presumably Liu Yueyue had started her live stream.
The fire of desire Director Chen had stirred up hadn’t entirely died down, and thinking of Liu Yueyue’s sexy and enchanting figure, I couldn’t help but feel restless.
Around eleven o’clock, those soulful moans finally came from next door.
I moved to the small hole and peered inside.
I saw Liu Yueyue sitting before the mirror, holding a toy and spreading her legs, indulging in self-pleasure.
"Xu Tian, faster... faster, oh..."
As she continued, she kept moaning my name incessantly.
I swallowed hard, watching with parched mouth and unbearable discomfort.
I had intended to go find her, but considering her cold attitude towards me, my mood soured.
It’s really impossible to guess what’s on a woman’s mind.
Truly like finding a needle in a haystack.
Just then, a high-pitched moan escaped Liu Yueyue’s lips, her sexy neck arched, her luscious black hair fluttering casually, her pretty face flushed, completely abandoned to licentiousness.
This scene, like a spark, fully ignited the most primal desire within me.
My hand involuntarily gripped that firm object and began to slowly stroke it...