"Gina, do you really vase?" Lucy Campbell asked with a smiling face, while her hand seemingly innocently rested on John Brown’s thigh. Leaning slightly to talk to Gina Lopez, it felt a bit tiring, so resting on John Brown’s leg felt quite natural.
"I just feel isn’t worth so much money. From a business perspective, buying such things is just too risky," Gina Lopez said, though she noticed, she didn’t mind either, as leaning on John Brown’s leg made it easier to chat with Lucy Campbell. They had to lean close to hear each other and not disturb others, so she also placed her hand on John Brown’s leg, but her other hand secretly reached behind her to pinch John Brown’s hand, preventing him from misbehaving.
John Brown’s right hand at this moment touched the soft flesh at Lucy Campbell’s waist, her ticklish spot. The moment John Brown touched it, she couldn’t help but let out a light laugh, but quickly used it to say to Gina Lopez, "Don’t always look at things from a business angle. If you disregard the historical value and only consider practical use, this vase is indeed quite low in value. But people always need some sort of mental pursuit; things like these satisfy some people’s spiritual needs, forming a market. As long as there’s a market, these things have value."
Lucy Campbell covered it up well, seeming like she was just normally chatting with Gina Lopez, not making her suspect anything due to the sudden laugh.
With Gina Lopez holding onto John Brown’s left hand, he couldn’t get too mischievous with Gina Lopez. Even though he married such a beauty, John Brown loved to get a bit handsy with her.
With Gina Lopez, he couldn’t be too daring, but with Lucy Campbell, there was no such resistance. Lucy Campbell never stopped his mischievous hand, instead slightly leaning her body to block Sarah Utah on the other side, even if Sarah Utah looked over, she wouldn’t see John Brown’s hand misbehaving behind Lucy Campbell.
Taking advantage of these favorable conditions, John Brown didn’t hold back, first gently caressing Lucy Campbell’s back. After a while, finding it unsatisfying, he secretly slipped his hand inside Lucy Campbell’s clothes, stroking her waist’s skin.
Lucy Campbell was quite engaged in conversation; her auction item was already chosen, but she quickly found another topic to chat about with Gina Lopez, feeling like they had endless common subjects.
Gina Lopez initially regarded Lucy Campbell as a mentor and benefactor, recently getting close and considering her a friend, as Lucy Campbell obviously had more experience. So regardless of the topic, Lucy Campbell’s words always piqued Gina Lopez’s interest. Even at this auction, where items cost thousands to millions, it wasn’t as entertaining as chatting with Lucy Campbell.
The two women chatted warmly, and John Brown enjoyed his exploration. Now, not only did he touch Lucy Campbell’s waist, but he even slipped his hand inside her pant waistband, exploring her upper buttocks.
Such actions required Lucy Campbell’s cooperation. If Lucy Campbell didn’t agree or cooperate, John Brown would find it difficult to pull off, but Lucy Campbell truly cooperated, taking a breath, pulling in her Tommy, loosening her waistband, allowing John Brown’s hand to easily slip in, directly reaching into her underwear.
Touching a woman’s butt, especially one with whom he’s had intimate moments, wouldn’t usually excite him much at home, but in certain situations, it could provide a strong thrill, similar to touching a woman’s butt on a bus or subway, a minor thrill could extremely excite those subway perverts.
John Brown wasn’t particularly into this, but in this place, under these circumstances, touching Lucy Campbell’s butt truly excited him beyond words.
Especially since Lucy Campbell’s buttocks skin was as smooth and tender as a newborn baby, just the right amount of flesh, feeling plump and bouncy, offering an indescribably good tactile sensation.
Lucy Campbell resumed normal breathing early on; John Brown’s entire wrist was restrained. Even trying to pull out his hand required effort, but since Lucy Campbell’s pants weren’t too tight, his fingers could still move a little, albeit with some restriction.
John Brown was distracted with touching Lucy Campbell, while Lucy chatted and laughed softly with Gina Lopez, as if nothing happened, making John Brown admire Lucy Campbell’s endurance for not reacting to such teasing.
John Brown was familiar with this spot, not only having touched it before but also kissed it. He knew this was Lucy Campbell’s most sensitive region, so he didn’t overly provoke and only lightly touched it.
But John Brown didn’t expect the degree of sensitivity Lucy Campbell had at this spot; she suddenly collapsed onto him after a light touch.
Startled, John Brown tried to extract his hand, but Lucy Campbell’s body twisted, and her pant waistband trapped his hand more tightly. To pull his hand out now would undoubtedly tear Lucy Campbell’s pants.
"Lucy, what’s wrong?" Gina Lopez asked, alarmed while hurriedly supporting Lucy Campbell’s shoulder.
Lucy Campbell struggled to sit up, shaking her arm a little, "My arm went numb holding that position, haha. I took advantage of your husband, hope you don’t mind."
Gina Lopez quickly said, "Why would I mind, it’s him who took advantage of you. Are you okay now?"
"I’m fine now," Lucy replied, flapping her arm, and then smacked John Brown’s thigh, secretly pinching it with tease, "Naughty guy, you enjoyed it, didn’t you?"
John Brown finally withdrew his hand, knowing he’d messed up, chuckling awkwardly, "A little bit."
"Hmph, behave next time, or Gina will deal with you," Lucy Campbell reseated herself, no longer daring to slyly play with John Brown. The recent incident almost exposed them, and exposing now would disrupt her plans, she didn’t want Gina Lopez to know her feelings for John Brown yet.
John Brown laughed dryly, knowing Lucy Campbell was warning him not to act rashly anymore. In his heart, he wanted to say that it was Lucy Campbell who initiated it first, leaning on his leg intentionally, creating such opportunities for him.
Just as John Brown settled down, Emily Lopez leaned on her sister’s shoulder, yawning, "Not fun, boring, sis, let’s go out and play."
Gina Lopez promptly said, "Such a learning experience, and you call it boring? Watch more."
Emily Lopez pouted, saying, "Brother-in-law, how about you take me out?"
John Brown laughed, "Better not wander off."
"Brother-in-law, you won’t accompany me either," Emily pouted, then secretly winked at John Brown.
John Brown knew Emily wanted some alone time with him, but he didn’t dare agree now, feeling something might happen today, so he apologetically said to Emily, "Emily, let’s go together later."
Emily, frustrated, twisted John Brown’s arm, mock pouting that her brother-in-law refused. It was just the way a sister-in-law playfully pouted at her brother-in-law, completely normal, yet John Brown felt her bitterness.
Gina Lopez nudged Emily away, "Sit properly."
Emily snorted but then giggled, snuggling against Gina, stretching her arm behind Gina’s back, "Sis, let me lean for a while."
"Honestly, you’re incorrigible, do as you please," Gina sighed, reluctantly agreeing.
Emily resting against Gina was just for show, her real intention was to find an excuse to reach across from behind her sister, targeting John Brown, her brother-in-law sitting right beside Gina.
John Brown, just settling things with Lucy Campbell, found Emily’s claws reaching over again. Though not too naughty, touching John Brown’s arm was a kind of playfulness.
As John Brown prepared to brush Emily’s hand away, the room’s lights suddenly dimmed down.
The auction hall wasn’t too brightly lit to begin with, focusing all lights on the stage, but now there wasn’t a single light, plunging the room into total darkness, a complete black out.
This sudden darkness didn’t immediately cause disorder; everyone thought perhaps an even bigger auction item was coming up, but after a few seconds with no lights or enthusiastic words from the auctioneer, the room suddenly buzzed with noise.
"Everyone, please stay calm. There’s a slight power issue, it’ll be restored soon," the auctioneer shouted from the stand. His microphone still worked, indicating it was just a lighting equipment problem.
John Brown, however, immediately focused intensely, fearing something he worried about was about to happen.