Filled with anticipation for the future and having carefully concealed her ambitions, Su Xiaoyue knocked on Huo Ting's door.
"Brother Ting, are you there?" To justify herself, she brought a glass of warm water. "I brought you some water."
The door was half open, and Su Xiaoyue immediately saw the naked man. He had abs and V-lines, a tall and strong physique, and was 1.8 meters tall with legs that were 2 meters long. He had a powerful aura, comparable to an international supermodel. In addition, his deep face with a hint of mixed race could attract women of all ages from eight to eighty.
Her heart was pounding, her gaze almost glued to him, but she mustered all her strength to turn her head away, saying with embarrassment and annoyance, "Brother Ting, why did you open the door without wearing any clothes?"
Huo Ting's eyes were inexplicably bloodshot, and he looked somewhat dazed.
The room was dimly lit, creating an ambiguous and hazy atmosphere. A thin layer of sweat was rising from his body, which was illuminated by the light behind him. Even from a step away, Su Xiaoyue could almost feel the hormonal aura emanating from him.
Unless she turned 180 degrees, she would still be able to see a bit of skin and flesh. Enticed by her beauty, she couldn't help but lick her lips, which made the man's eyes darken and bring him back to his senses.
Huo Ting pulled the person in using the same method, and the water glass fell to the doorway, the shards blocking the closing door.
Water splashed on the two of them. In her panic, Su Xiaoyue saw something she shouldn't have seen and almost stared wide-eyed. She couldn't help but swallow hard.
Huo Ting grabbed her hand and went straight to the point. Su Xiaoyue's heart pounded, and she was surprised by his directness, but she still put on an act, struggling with a look of terror on her face: "Brother Ting, what are you doing? How can you do this to my sister?"
Huo Ting scoffed, pinched her chin, and sneered, "Don't you like me?"
Su Xiaoyue was taken aback, but stubbornly said, "I do like you, but I can't betray my sister."
Suddenly, Huo Ting grabbed both of her wrists with one hand, raised them above his head, pressed her against the door, and kissed her. The door and frame pressed against the glass, making a piercing "sizzle" sound, but neither of them, no, neither of them paid any attention.
Xia Xueqing slumped to the edge of the bed, her slightly open mouth looking red and swollen, as if it had been sucked by a plunger. She was dazed, seemingly oblivious to the intimate contact between her sweetheart and her rival.
You can see that there are many marks on her body from being pinched hard, and there is also a bright red finger mark on her right cheek.
Su Xiaoyue didn't notice her. After struggling for a moment, she became engrossed in the moment, even competing with Huo Ting in the grandeur of their chests when she was forced to slightly tiptoe.
Huo Ting stepped back slightly, rubbed his lips with his thumb, glanced down at the skin that had honestly pressed against him, and mocked her: "Nothing special."
Su Xiaoyue's face turned pale instantly. She bit her lip and looked at him with a reproachful expression: "Brother Ting, I am just the daughter of a butler. Our statuses are worlds apart. You can insult me, but you cannot insult my feelings for you."
In her heart, however, she was thinking that the drug wasn't working properly. She had deliberately left him waiting for so long, yet he remained so calm. Shouldn't he have pounced on her immediately? Had he already fallen completely in love with that bitch and forgotten his sister, so this outfit couldn't arouse his heart and body?
She was seething with hatred, unable to understand what was so great about that stupid woman. All she had was the character "snow" in her name, yet she had so easily touched Ting Ge's heartstrings.
As the atmosphere became tense, Su Xiaoyue heard some unusual sounds and realized that there were more than just the two of them in the room. Xia Xueqing, whom she was supposed to have sent away, was sitting naked on the edge of the bed, looking blankly into her mind.
Su Xiaoyue subconsciously compared their figures, and only after feeling smug did she realize that she shouldn't be there.
Her first thought was to continue bringing up her sister to question Huo Ting, but then she remembered her own plan and swallowed back the words that were about to come out.
"Brother Ting, didn't she go out? Why is she in your room?"
Huo Ting didn't answer, but just glanced coldly at Xia Xueqing, sat down on the only chair in the room, raised his chin slightly, exuding an aura of dominance, and even sat on the throne like a dragon.
"You two, please me."
Su Xiaoyue had forgotten all her acting skills, and her face showed utterly genuine bewilderment and shock.
...
The next day, when she thought of the three people, she secretly connected to the surveillance camera and found that there were only two women in the whole house, both of whom looked like they had been brutally violated. Huo Ting was not there.
He followed the cell phone signal and found the person looking for a hostess at a nightclub. The scene was so gruesome that he immediately turned off the surveillance camera.
Di Xiu noticed his unusually large movements and looked over. The screen was already off, but seeing that 001 looked startled, he still asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
001 huffed and puffed for a while, then nuzzled up to him and said, "Huo Ting, he... he actually cheated on the female lead."
Di Xiu's brows relaxed, and he stroked Xia Xueqing's hair, saying, "He and Xia Xueqing are not boyfriend and girlfriend, nor husband and wife, so why should he remain chaste for her?"
001 choked and muttered, "But shouldn't the male lead remain chaste for the female lead? He's the female lead's official partner."
Di Xiu remained silent for a moment, then shook his head: "There is no such thing as 'should' or 'shouldn't' in this world."
001 didn't know how to explain, so she scratched the antenna on her head that had been pressed down and tried to explain: "Just like in the TV shows I watch, if the male lead gets close to the female supporting character or is ambiguous with her, he will be criticized."
"But this world is not television."
"Oh dear, how should I put it? Actually, they're pretty much the same. The worldlines we travel through can be understood as scripts or novels, so there are protagonists, supporting characters, villains, and so on... Little Xiu Xiu, why aren't you surprised at all?"
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