Lan Yu, feeling a bit embarrassed by Xu Xiaoman’s playful slaps due to her revealing attire, quickly excused herself to change clothes inside. Lin Feng’s legs suddenly went weak, nearly collapsing. “Humph, you little brat, don’t play dumb with me, you’ve got quite the wandering hands, huh? Let’s see how you handle this…” Xu Xiaoman pretended to support Lin Feng while whispering to him, also taking the opportunity to pinch his waist painfully. Lin Feng grimaced in pain, not daring to dodge, hoping Xu Xiaoman could explain what was happening. Fortunately, a quick glance at Wang Xiaoyun showed she hadn’t lost her temper yet, but she was gesturing wildly in front of her chest, perhaps struggling to breathe. How should he explain this to her? Sigh, it was a headache!
Reluctantly, they entered the house, only to find that the real headache was far from over. On the living room floor, there were scattered tissues, his torn vest, the shredded dress, a pink pair of women’s underwear, and a large pink bra, all carelessly tossed aside. The scene seemed to declare that some inappropriate activities had just taken place. Even the most naive person would understand what had happened here. Sigh, this was truly life-threatening! He hadn’t done anything, yet he felt more wronged than Dou E. Kawaii, um, that what’s-her-name Yuer, came out of the inner room again with small, quick steps. How excessive! She was actually wearing her own clothes, a casual long-sleeved shirt that Yuer hadn’t even worn once, a gift from Wang Xiaoyu. How dare she put it on! “I’m sorry to trouble you!” Yuer bowed deeply to Lin Feng from afar, then trotted off to the bathroom to fetch a broom and dustpan, ready to tamper with the crime scene. “I’m sorry to trouble you!” “Shut up! What are you doing? Get out of here immediately! Take off that shirt now! Damn it! I didn’t tell you to strip here, go to my room to do it! Damn! Come back, don’t go into my room… Just do whatever the hell you’re supposed to do!”
The saying goes, “Three women make a drama,” and the good show was unfolding! Speaking of which, all of you book friends have seen that I’ve been updating daily on the 5th of May, right? But because I was greedy, wanting to stay on the new book list for a couple more days, I deleted about a thousand characters from the related works section, and then disaster struck, leading to a negative update count for that day. Sigh! I’m looking for some comfort here. It’s not that I’d starve without the five hundred yuan full attendance bonus, but after a month of hard work, this is such a depressing outcome. No more complaints! I’ll keep persisting this month, and by the way, let me tell you in advance, I plan to go VIP in a couple of days. I wonder how many of you will still come to support me. I originally planned to keep it free until the end of the month, but I’ve been somewhat disheartened by the blow. Cough, no more complaints, no more complaints, I’ll keep updating twice a day…
- Three Women, One Man (2) Lin Feng was about to go mad with anger! This damn woman was really good at acting, responding instantly to whatever he said, bowing and scraping so obediently that he even started to wonder if his family had secretly arranged a Kawaii Japanese wife for him without his knowledge. If it had been in the past, having such a Kawaii Japanese girl in his room, the still-virgin Lin would have thought, “Screw it, I’m not some saint who can sit with a beauty without feeling anything,” and might have let his hormones take over, doing something beastly. But times have changed, and now he already has a girlfriend he admires. With such an embarrassing situation exposed, how could he still enjoy the beauty of the scene?
“Sorry to trouble you!” After barely tidying up the clutter beside the sofa, Yuer returned to the living room, continuing to destroy the evidence of the crime scene, but she just couldn’t sweep the few wads of tissue on the floor into the dustpan no matter how many times she tried, as if something sticky was adhering them to the floor. Those snow-white tissue balls, so haphazardly made, really left much to the imagination. Especially the dubious liquid attached to them, making one wonder what substance was on there to have such adhesive power, that even with so much effort, she couldn’t easily sweep them into the trash.
Yuer’s movements were overly exaggerated and contrived. She seemed to be trying hard to hide something, yet her actions were so suggestive, drawing everyone’s attention to the tissues, a perfect example of “there’s no silver here, three hundred taels.” Throughout her effort, her vacuum-sealed figure still occasionally peeked out from under the shirt collar or hem. Especially when she bent over, the loose hem of her shirt would slide open, revealing a glimpse of her alluring figure, a sight hard to forget. If there were a gentle piece of music playing at that moment, it would have been a top-tier, exquisite scene. The scene was like a painting, so captivating, and the atmosphere so dreamlike, that even the two other stunning beauties were momentarily dazed.
Beautiful as it was, the most eye-catching and suggestive items in the living room, the underwear and bra, lay messily in a corner of the sofa, greatly ruining the aesthetic of the scene. Lin Feng really wanted to do something for this imp-like girl, but at that moment, he was too busy avoiding suspicion to dare make any unnecessary moves. However, he still did his duty as a host, turning his back and nodding vigorously at the hardworking imp, signaling her to quickly put away those nerve-wracking items. Yet, Yuer seemed to deliberately oppose him or perhaps didn’t understand the host’s intentions, refusing to remove those inappropriate items, as if she was proudly displaying them.
Lin Feng was completely defeated, guiltily sneaking a peek at Wang Xiaoyu, who seemed either too shocked to care or simply indifferent, still gesturing wildly. This time was even more exaggerated; she was virtually measuring the size of those items in the air, then calculating her own. But every time she saw the long-sleeved shirt on Yuer, her eyes would light up noticeably.
Wang Xiaoyu’s lips were tightly pursed, her expression unreadable. Her eyes would occasionally widen suddenly, and Lin Feng’s heart would tighten in response. Oh my, this feeling, even a slow death by a blunt knife wouldn’t be this bad. Lin Feng felt like dying.
Go on, act to your heart’s content. If Xiaoyu really gets driven away by you, you slut, I’ll find someone to gang up on you, let you be slutty, let you act shameless…
Xu Xiaoman watched with great interest for a while, her face showing a half-smile, not saying a word. Then suddenly, she squatted down, picked up one of the excessively wet tissue balls from the ground. “Hey…” Lin Feng instinctively shouted to remind her not to touch such a disgusting thing. But Xu Xiaoman just glared at him and, ignoring the shock of others, did something even more shocking, bringing the tissue ball to her nose.
