Xiaomei slowly turned around, facing him directly.
Su Mingfu gasped.
She was surprisingly...
In the moonlight, her high breasts, slender waist, and long legs were on full display.
Her skin was like the finest mutton fat jade, gleaming with a lustrous sheen under the moonlight.
"Oh my god..."
Su Mingfu murmured silently, his eyes wide open.
He had never seen such a beautiful sight, and his heart was pounding wildly in his chest.
Xiaomei started taking a shower.
She picked up a towel, soaked it, and gently wiped her body.
Her movements were slow and graceful, each posture seemingly meticulously designed, neither too deliberate nor lacking in charm.
Su Mingfu was so engrossed in watching that before he knew it, he had climbed onto the windowsill and was leaning half his body out of the window.
His palms were chafed raw by the window frame, but he was completely oblivious.
At this moment, all his attention was focused on that beautiful...
Xiaomei seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up in his direction.
Su Mingfu was so frightened that he almost fell off the windowsill. He hurriedly pulled back in, his heart pounding wildly.
He held his breath and waited a few seconds before daring to peek out again.
Xiaomei has continued taking a shower, as if she had only glanced at her casually earlier.
She had her back to him and bent down to get the soap, a posture that made her hips appear even more prominent.
Su Mingfu felt a rush of heat into his nasal cavity, and he subconsciously touched his nose.
My fingertips were covered in warm liquid.
"Blood?"
He saw the red mark on his finger by the moonlight and immediately panicked.
He even got a nosebleed from watching it!
Su Mingfu hurriedly covered his nose, but couldn't bear to look away.
Xiaomei was raising one leg and stepping on the edge of the basin, wiping her calf with a towel.
Her legs were long and straight, and her skin was dazzlingly white in the moonlight.
Su Mingfu felt his nosebleed getting worse and had to use one hand to cover it.
He scrambled down from the windowsill and stumbled toward the bedside to find a handkerchief.
In his panic, he kicked over the stool, making a loud crash.
"Oh no!"
Su Mingfu stood frozen in place, his heart almost stopping.
He pricked up his ears, afraid of disturbing his parents next door.
In the neighboring yard, the sound of water suddenly stopped.
Su Mingfu held his breath and tiptoed back to the window, only daring to peek out with one eye.
Xiaomei had already put on her pajamas and was tidying up the wooden tub.
She glanced in the direction of the Su family's house, a faint smile playing on her lips, then turned and went inside.
Su Mingfu breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a sense of loss.
He looked down at his hands, which were covered in blood from his nose, and then touched his burning cheeks. An unprecedented mix of shame and excitement overwhelmed him, leaving him at a loss.
He went back to bed, covered his nose with a wet towel, but the scene he had just seen kept replaying in his mind.
Xiaomei's snow-white skin, graceful curves, and alluring movements...
He quickly turned over, forcing himself not to think about those erotic images.
But the more suppressed one is, the clearer those images become.
Su Mingfu tossed and turned, kicking the blankets into a mess.
He knew that tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.
Meanwhile, in the next room.
Xiaomei closed the door, and the innocent expression on her face vanished instantly, replaced by a smug sneer.
"How about it?"
Grandma Zhou asked impatiently, her eyes gleaming in the darkness.
What else can be done?
Xiaomei lazily took off her pajamas and changed into a nightgown.
"That little brat's eyes were practically popping out of his head. I deliberately turned around and heard a 'bang' from his direction; he must have been so engrossed in watching that he bumped into something."
Grandma Zhou grinned.
"I knew it! Young men like you can't resist this. If you flirt with him a few more times, you'll have him completely bewitched."
Xiaomei sat on the edge of the bed, picked up a comb, and slowly combed her long hair.
"But that kid's too green. I hadn't even done anything yet when I heard him making a flustered noise. If it were a seasoned pro, he probably would have already climbed over the wall."
"You'd better take it easy."
Grandma Zhou immediately reminded her in a low voice.
"Don't make it seem too obvious. That old bastard Su Jianguo is shrewd; if he sees through our ruse, our plan will be ruined."
Xiaomei curled her lip indifferently.
"Don't worry, Mom. Handling a boy like this is easier than crushing an ant."
She walked to the mirror, unbuttoned the collar of her pajamas, and admired her snow-white skin.
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