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Li Hongjuan slapped her thigh forcefully, "What a sin."
"Ouch, why are you slapping my thigh again?"
....
Shen Yuan drove to Lih Xiao's house, parked his car next to her Porsche in the underground garage, and made his way upstairs with practiced ease.
His fingerprint and facial identification were recorded in the system, so he walked straight in. Looking around, he didn't see Lih Xiao but found Lih ng curled up alone on the sofa.
She was watching TV, holding her tabby cat Dumpling in her arms.
Lih ng turned her head and glanced at him, "You're here."
"Mm, where's your sister?"
"She knew you'd co, so she went shopping for groceries."
"Why didn't you go with her?"
"She said she was afraid you'd feel lonely staying ho alone."
"Ha, your sister left a wolf and a cat ho to keep company."
Shen Yuan plopped down next to Lih ng.
"Who's the wolf?"
"Of course I'm talking about you."
Shen Yuan pushed away Dumpling from her arms, "Scoot over, scoot over, this is my food source."
Lih ng chuckled, a beautiful curve forming at the corners of her lips, "You're even jealous of the cat? It's a female."
"A female cat won't do either."
Shen Yuan reached out and pulled her into his embrace, "Not working today?"
"Day off."
Lih ng was unusually obedient today, speaking softly, "You know, your parents are actually really nice. It's clear they think very highly of my sister. Yesterday, your mom bought all the groceries, and she's the one who cooked."
"Mm, so what? Are you upset?"
Lih ng buried her head into Shen Yuan's chest, "Seeing them treat my sister well, it actually makes happy. What makes sad is… I'm not their daughter-in-law. Our relationship can't be made public, yet I'm still trying hard to impress them."
"Do you think I'm pathetic, Shen Yuan? We can't be public about this, so why am I still trying so hard?"
Shen Yuan stroked her head and sighed inwardly. It couldn't be helped; Lih Xiao was a traditional woman. The first ti she misunderstood Shen Yuan for going to a massage parlor, and the second ti when she found out about his relationship with Fang Minhui, they were already on the brink of breaking up.
If she ever found out that her own younger sister had a fling with him, wouldn't she completely break down?
The impact of that revelation would far outweigh a visit to a massage parlor or two-timing soone. Especially now with her being pregnant.
"If you want, I can tell my parents…"
"No need."
Lih ng interrupted, "I'm just feeling a little down, it'll pass in a couple of days."
After a pause, she continued, "Sotis I feel like maintaining this kind of relationship is okay, other tis I just want to leave you, and sotis I want to hit you. Shen Yuan, tell , why did I have to et you?"
"Bla , bla , it's all my fault."
On the surface, Shen Yuan took all the bla, but inwardly he thought, "It was you who had an XY chromoso; we agreed to be casual partners, and yet here we are because you caught feelings."
It's true what they say—feelings developing over ti isn't just a cliché; don't try it lightly.
"Yes, it's all your fault."
Lih ng bit Shen Yuan's chest hard through his shirt, staring at him with wide eyes, "I'll bite you to death!"
Shen Yuan endured the pain, "If biting helps you feel less angry, then bite a few more tis."
Lih ng sniffed, "Hmph! But I won't. Tonight, you'll probably sleep with my sister, and it wouldn't be good if she saw bite marks on your chest."
Shen Yuan suddenly felt a pang of sympathy and a fleeting guilt. He gently rubbed her head again, "In that case, I'll just have to make it up to you in other ways."
Lih ng tilted her head proudly, "I knew it! You just want to sleep with again."
"Could you use a less vulgar phrase next ti?"
"I knew it! You just want to make love to again."
"...."
Lih ng's straightforwardness was sothing Shen Yuan could never quite counter. He began to look at her casual ho attire.
A light-blue silk nightdress revealed her neckline, her back, and her delicate arms entirely. Her long, perfectly rounded legs glead under the window's light.
Lih ng had exceptionally shaped legs, a golden ratio that felt like geotric art: thighs full and soft as the moon, calves slender as bowstrings, with a subtle curve at the calves, but no excess muscle.
Combined with her fair, smooth skin, it made you instinctively want to touch them more.
"What about the stockings? Didn't you say you bought Balenciaga ones, put them on and show ."
"You want to see?"
Under Shen Yuan's caress, a faint blush rose on Lih ng's cheeks. She blinked at him with sparkling eyes.
It was her signature trait—bold, direct, uninhibited, explicit—never hiding her desires.
But Shen Yuan was never soone to be easily led by the nose. He countered, "If I said I didn't want to see, would you choose not to wear them for ?"
"I'd still wear them for you. Once I've bought sothing, I have to make use of it."
Lih ng's eyes burned bright as she bit her lip, "But promise , tear them apart later, okay? I want to see you tear them, shred them as much as you can. I also want you to be rough with today, alright?"
"That depends on whether seeing you in them can make feel like being rough."
"I can make it happen."
Lih ng slowly stood up, her enchanting gaze laced with allure, "Co to my room in two minutes... Brother-in-law."
"Alright. But where's your sister—how long has she been out?"
"She left 10 minutes ago. Considering the round trip to the supermarket and grocery shopping, she'll need at least 35 more minutes."
"You really calculate things down to the minute."
Watching Lih ng's silhouette, Shen Yuan thought to himself that everything about her was perfect, except her cup size. If pregnancy could cause a second growth spurt like Nana's, that would be ideal.
"Forget it, better not entertain such thoughts. If Lih ng gets pregnant, never mind handling Lih Xiao; first, I'd have to dodge two bullets from Old Lih."
"That daughter-obsessed man really might pull the trigger."
Lost in thought, Shen Yuan couldn't wait two full minutes; he headed to the room after just one minute. By then, Lih ng had already put on one stocking and was halfway through pulling up the other.
"You tricked ! You said you'd wait two minutes before coming in," Lih ng said wistfully.
"Did I? Must've misread the ti."
Shen Yuan walked to her side, "Co, let help you pull it on."
Lih ng didn't shy away, hooking her arm around Shen Yuan's neck and letting him assist her. Slowly she noticed how his hands lingered on her legs after he finished.
"Balenciaga stockings feel truly exquisite."
Shen Yuan savored the silky texture, his hands wandering and exploring.
These legs were made for stockings, accentuating their fullness and seduction. This particular pair, adorned with lettering, stirred up an unusual excitent within him.
Suddenly, there was a sharp "rip!" as Shen Yuan tore a hole in the stocking.
Lih ng gasped and looked down at her leg, where the black fabric had pulled away to reveal a patch of creamy white skin.
"A bit heart-wrenching, these are over 1,000 a pair," Lih ng murmured, biting her lip, her face flushed.
"Don't fret, I'll transfer you 100,000 later, enough for 100 pairs."
As the words fell, Shen Yuan tore again, reveling in the sensation of shredding as one rip followed another. The originally pristine stockings were now reduced to scattered strips.
Lih ng let herself sink into the mont. Each tear sent jolts to her soul, and she tightly closed her eyes, "If you keep going, I'll be bare-legged."
"Quiet. Your brother-in-law is about to co."
Lih ng's body tensed as she shut her eyes, "Where's… where's the foreplay?"
"At this point, do you really still need foreplay?"
....
30 minutes later, Lih ng removed the tattered stockings and changed into long sleeves and pants.
Her cheeks still bore traces of redness, her gaze a little dazed, as she spoke softly, "Ever since I started keeping this kind of relationship with you, I can't wear short skirts in front of my sister anymore. My legs and knees are covered in bruises from you."
The bruises were clearly visible, a mix of fresh and old marks—those who kneel on hard floors for a long ti would look exactly like that.
"Clearly, you're the one who likes kneeling on the floor. Why bla for it?"
"It's you, it's you! Bite you!" Lih ng mimicked baring her teeth at Shen Yuan.
"Alright, tidy up quickly, your sister will be back soon," Shen Yuan said as he continued dressing.
"I will. Will you co to my room tonight?"
"We'll see."
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