Smacking his lips, Lu Yuan pulled Aunt Zhao into another embrace. She thought he was about to start up again.
She was just about to wrap her arms around him and begin.
'To hell with it. I'll just draw the curtains later. We're doing this right here, right now!'
This time, however, Lu Yuan simply sucked hard on her swan-like neck.
As Aunt Zhao's almond-shaped eyes glazed over, Lu Yuan finally let her go. He stared at her, a wicked grin spreading across his face. With a wild glint in his eyes, he said:
"You just wait, my fragrant white sheep!
Just wait a few days, and I'll devour you completely, leaving not a single scrap behind!!"
With that, he reached out and gave her soft flesh a hard squeeze before leaving with a grin, saying:
"I'm off to work. You eat first, Auntie."
After Lu Yuan had gone, Zhao Qiao'Er came back to her senses, clutching her chest where he had squeezed it painfully.
She gazed at the now-empty doorway, her face a mixture of playful reproach and longing.
