"Ah...? This...?"

Qin Chuan stood in place, unable to resist giving Ye Wenxi a serious once-over.

Today, Ye Wenxi was wearing a JK uniform, which is akin to the school uniforms in Japan.

However, it was a modified version.

The top was a short-sleeved shirt, with a black bow tied at the neckline.

The essence lay in the bottom half.

The short skirt was of a pleated style, and whether by design or Ye Wenxi's intentional alteration, it was short.

The pleated skirt barely covered her butt.

Paired with short stockings.

She looked youthful and lively.

And Ye Wenxi's figure had basically matured, her bust stretching the shirt taut, irresistibly enticing.

Qin Chuan looked at her dewy pouty lips, unable to help swallowing his saliva.

Saying he didn't want to was definitely a lie, especially after he had experienced Luo Yi's lips last night.

The memory of that moment still lingered with him.

And Ye Wenxi's lips, coupled with her radiant and delicate face, made one even more eager to taste.

But Qin Chuan had just sworn to take good care of her on behalf of his foster father.

How could he have improper thoughts about her?

Moreover, Ye Wenxi had always disliked him, yet now she suddenly said such things.

Who knows if there's a trap involved?

Qin Chuan forcibly cleared his mind of all distracting thoughts and pushed Ye Wenxi away: "Wenxi, please don't joke like this."

"Hmm?"

Ye Wenxi was stunned, clearly not expecting Qin Chuan to push her away.

Could it be that I don't attract him?

For the first time, Ye Wenxi felt a sense of defeat from a guy.

Since she was young, she had always been more strikingly beautiful than her peers and had suitors wherever she went.

So, in terms of looks, Ye Wenxi had always been confident.

But what she didn't expect was that her blatant seduction was rejected by this country boy, Qin Chuan?

Is he blind?

Ye Wenxi frowned and grabbed Qin Chuan's dragon again.

This time, she even began to gently rub it.

Her technique seemed somewhat inexperienced.

Truth be told, this was the first time she had ever touched this part of a guy.

Even through the pants, it made her blush.

"Enough! I'm not your toy!" Qin Chuan got angry and pushed her away again.

Ye Wenxi took two steps back, looking as if she was hit by something, her expression very dejected.

Could it be that his reaction at the dining table yesterday was not because of me, but because of my mother?

Recalling the conversation overheard outside the room last night, Ye Wenxi thought this was highly possible.

But this realization made the sense of defeat even stronger.

She even began to compare herself with her mother, Ye Qingmei.

Ultimately realizing that her mother, Ye Qingmei, did seem more attractive.

Thinking of this, Ye Wenxi became somewhat annoyed: "When we get to the mall later, you buy clothes yourself, don't follow me, got it? Otherwise, I'll tell my mom that you reacted to me."

Indeed, this is a trap.

Qin Chuan was speechless, knowing full well he hadn't reacted to her, yet she used this as a threat.

Making him seem like her bootlicker.

Qin Chuan couldn't be bothered with her.

After arriving at the mall, Ye Wenxi directly left Qin Chuan alone in the unfamiliar mall: "Wait for me at the KTV entrance on the upper floor when you've finished shopping. I warn you, don't think about complaining, or I'll tell my mom you harassed me."

Qin Chuan ignored her, turned, and left.

Seeing this, Ye Wenxi stomped her foot in anger, muttering under her breath: "Hillbilly, blind hillbilly."

After parting ways with Ye Wenxi, Qin Chuan browsed through a few clothing stores.

But without exception, he was deterred by the prices in the hundreds.

"A T-shirt is just a few pieces of fabric, yet it's so expensive, it's robbery."

Qin Chuan couldn't help but comment: "It's not just expensive, the quality is terrible, not even as good as this thirty-dollar one I'm wearing."

Although Ye Qingmei sent Qin Chuan living expenses every month, he never spent money recklessly.

His material demands weren't high either.

Especially with clothes, to him, as long as they're warm enough, it doesn't matter if they're a brand name or not.

Eventually, Qin Chuan found a small stall outside the mall, and spent a hundred yuan on a T-shirt and shorts.

Even at a hundred for two pieces, he felt it was pricey.

But there was no choice; to return empty-handed wouldn't cut it with his stepmother.

Having bought the clothes, Qin Chuan returned to the mall to find Ye Wenxi and go home together.

Soon after, he appeared at the entrance of the KTV Ye Wenxi mentioned.

He'd never been to such a place, only seen it on TV.

The dark and dingy environment instinctively made him reluctant to go inside.

But just as he pulled out his phone to contact Ye Wenxi, a KTV attendant stepped out: "Hello, are you Qin Chuan?"

"Uh... yes." Qin Chuan nodded.

"Miss Ye asked me to bring you inside," the attendant smiled.

Qin Chuan furrowed his brow, wondering what sort of trick Ye Wenxi was pulling this time.

The attendant led Qin Chuan into the KTV.

The dim environment and the blaring music made Qin Chuan's head buzz.

Soon, the attendant led him to a booth deep inside the KTV, where a heavily made-up middle-aged woman was eyeing Qin Chuan unabashedly.

"Take him to room 888."

The middle-aged woman instructed, and the attendant turned to lead Qin Chuan to the aforementioned room 888.

"Miss Ye is inside." The attendant smiled.

Qin Chuan nodded, thinking, it's just finding a person, why make it so complicated?

He muttered to himself as he opened the door and walked in.

But as soon as he entered, the attendant locked the door behind him.

"Damn!"

Qin Chuan cursed softly, realizing this was a trap.

But it was too late; the door was securely locked.

Qin Chuan jiggled the doorknob.

Before he could turn to survey the booth, he felt two soft lumps pressing against his back.

Firm and bouncy.

And quite sizeable.

Qin Chuan shivered, instinctively wanting to turn around, but at that moment, gentle hands began caressing his chest.

Though he hadn't seen her face, from the feel of the tender hands, she seemed young, not even thirty.

Qin Chuan quickly turned around.

And just as he guessed, she looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

An oval face, almond eyes, wearing gold rim glasses, with two hints of rosy inebriation on her cheeks.

Very beautiful.

Both chaste and intelligent.

Even giving Qin Chuan the impression she was a highly educated woman likely from the public sector.

But, in this moment, this high-intellect woman's eyes were filled with desire and longing.

This stark contrast was hard to believe unless seen with one's own eyes, that it manifested in one person.

"Sister, um..."

Qin Chuan instinctively wanted to explain.

But perhaps calling her 'sister' excited her more, making her more impassioned.

"Brother, you're naughty, making sister wait so long."

Whether genuinely impassioned or due to alcohol, she suddenly knelt before Qin Chuan, yanking down his pants.

Qin Chuan was startled, instinctively trying to stop her, but she was quicker, grabbing hold of his dragon.

At this moment, it was still dormant.

Despite its dormant state, its sheer size startled her.

"Yours... how is it so..."

She couldn't help but gulp, carefully holding the dragon with one hand, while the other nonchalantly reached into her private area.

Mingling both passion and allure, she told Qin Chuan, "Brother, sister hasn't done this in a long time, be gentle later, sister fears you might wear me out..."

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