"Provoke me?" Shen Jichuan stared at Wen Qiao and chuckled. "I'm not a young lad anymore. I know the gravity of things. Alright, go wash up and go to bed first. I'll go deliver the lunchboxes."
"No, I want you to sleep with me. If you're going to leave, at least wait until I'm asleep."
"I miss your Shen Jichuan so much, really."
Shen Jichuan hesitated for a moment, but he was as considerate as ever, asking Wen Qiao if she had brought any toiletries.
Upon learning that Wen Qiao's belongings were all in a box, Shen Jichuan opened the box and found her toiletries and pajamas.
The box didn't contain a conservative nightgown with long sleeves and trousers, but a lace slip dress with a lace shawl.
As his hand touched the lace nightgown, he couldn't help but fantasize about Wen Qiao abroad with her cheap husband...
When they are in the same room, do they also wear such sexy nightgowns?
Once the seed of jealousy is planted, it will take root and sprout wildly in a person's heart.
"Want to wear this?" he asked Wen Qiao, picking up the nightgown with a blank expression.
Wen Qiao took it with a nonchalant look and went to the bathroom.
Shen Jichuan's dormitory has a small bathroom for using the toilet and taking a shower.
Of course, such an environment cannot compare to a large villa abroad, but Wen Qiao does not mind at all.
Her adaptability can be greatly enhanced by Shen Jichuan's presence.
After a quick rinse, Wen Qiao changed into her nightgown and came out...
Shen Jichuan became uneasy just looking at Wen Qiao. Her body was exceptionally well-developed, with a balanced figure, especially her chest, which was practically bursting out.
Shen Jichuan was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would really lose control.
He immediately turned around, grabbed Wen Qiao's coat, and draped it over her shoulders.
"Don't wear so little, it'll be windy and cold at night."
"I'm inside a room. Even if the wind is strong, how can it freeze me?"
"Shen Jichuan, open your eyes and look at me. Tell me, do I still attract you?"
Shen Jichuan didn't answer her question. Instead, he grabbed Wen Qiao's wrist and pressed her onto the bed.
"Wen Qiao, I've said it before, it's not appropriate to provoke me at this time..."
"When would be a good time?" She seized the opportunity to reach out and wrap her arms around Shen Jichuan's neck, her fingers threading through his short hair, and whispered with a teasing and seductive laugh, "Do you think I'm pretty? Do you like me?"
“Chen Jichuan, love me.”
As she spoke, she pulled the person into her arms.
How could Shen Jichuan, a grown man, be weaker than Wen Qiao, a woman?
But he obediently pressed his face against her chest.
He opened his mouth and gently bit Wen Qiao's collarbone.
"Using the same old trick again, Wenqiao."
Wen Qiao frowned slightly from the pain and said softly, "It's good that it's useful to you."
Shen Jichuan knew he had fallen for Wen Qiao. No matter who Wen Qiao was, he couldn't refuse her.
He tried to push Wen Qiao away and took a cold shower, but he couldn't suppress his reaction when he saw Wen Qiao's lace nightgown.
That night, Wen Qiao used all her strength to seduce him...
In fact, she didn't need to put in so much effort; Shen Jichuan had already lost control of his desires and body.
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