You Can Watch, but I Can’t

He Yi could not hold it in any longer. He stood up abruptly and lifted Ji Lan's leg, which had just been playing with his penis, and pressed it against the table. He aimed his d*ck at Ji Lan's p*ssy and thrust it into her.

Her tight p*ssy was very sensitive after she had an orgasm. The insertion of He Yi's penis made her p*ssy tremble with joy. His penis had filled the emptiness of it. Her p*ssy contracted, wanting to tightly hold on to He Yi's penis.

He Yi pounded her, knocking the table away from its original position. The entire living room was filled with the sounds of his balls hitting her *ss, the creaking of the table moving, and Ji Lan's moan.

It was the first time He Yi had taken the initiative to f*ck her. This was the first time he lost control and went wild.

Ji Lan was obsessed with He Yi. She looked at He Yi, who was working very hard. From his temples to his eyes and lips, everything about him was familiar, but it felt strange as well. However, what remained unchanged was Ji Lan's love for him.

The next day, He Yi, who had eaten and slept well, woke up early to clean up the mess from yesterday. The two of them had chosen to forget everything unhappy. However, no one knew what they were thinking.

They went to the boxing gym later, and Hei San had been waiting in the office for a long time.

"How is it?" Ji Lan asked.

Yesterday, Ji Lan had been satisfied by the hard-working He Yi. She was flirty and lazy at the moment, but she did not know it.

Hei San was mesmerized by Ji Lan. However, he quickly came back to his senses, calmed himself down, and only then did he stop thinking.

"It's done." Speaking of this, Hei San became excited.

He took out a divorce certificate, Yang Mei's identity card, a contract, and a handwritten contract of prostitution from the file bag beside him.

"She agreed? That's quick." Ji Lan looked at the handwritten contract. It was obvious that Yang Mei had written it herself.

Ji Lan was curious. It had only been a day. How did she voluntarily sell her body?

Even He Yi, who was reflecting on the reason for his loss of control yesterday, could not help but look at Hei San.

Hei San chuckled a few times as he recalled what had happened after the two of them left yesterday. A lustful look appeared in his eyes. Ji Lan could not help but cough a few times, and only then did Hei San get back to his senses.

"Not only did Huang Youcai sign the contract, but he also requested to participate in the upcoming boxing match. Yang Mei broke down the moment she saw her husband. I'm guessing that she's still being f*cked by some young men."

"Haha, young people are indeed full of vigor. Why don't we move to the surveillance room? It's about to start. Let's go watch a good show."

Ji Lan nodded. She still remembered what Yang Mei said to her yesterday. A woman who dared to covet her man had to pay the price.

"It's good that we know what will happen to her. You don't have to watch the show. It'll hurt your eyes," He Yi said helplessly.

"No, I want to watch the show." Ji Lan straightened her neck. "You've reminded me something. Just wait for me here. You're not allowed to watch the match."

Ji Lan glared at He Yi fiercely.

"You can watch the show, but I can't?" He Yi could not help but retort.

"Do you have a problem with that?" Ji Lan smiled coldly, and her smile was emitting a dangerous aura.

"I'll be watching the show later." He Yi laughed and looked at Hei San. "Lead the way."

Hei San listened to them arguing, but he knew that they were showing off their love, and he was envious of them. Upon seeing that He Yi was about to leave, he quickly led the way and brought the two to the surveillance room.

The two of them procrastinated for a while. At this time, the host had already appeared in the ring.

Hei San adjusted the best viewing spot to the maximum and ordered his men to move the things. After everything was done, Hei San left the surveillance room. On the surface, he was still the owner of the gym, so he had to be in the boxing ring.