Selling Pills, Part II
“Well?” Zhou Lihua’s eyes crinkled as she spread her arms as though to unveil herself to him. “What do you think?”
What did he think? Wu Jian wasn’t sure what to think. His brain had melted through his ears and all he was able to do was see. He stared at the two without being able to adequately express himself at all.
“Um… p-please don’t stare so hard. This is embarrassing enough as is,” Hou Jingshu mumbled as she tried to cover herself.
Her words brought Wu Jian back to his senses. He took several deep breaths to calm down, all the while cursing his raging libido. Ever since that night where he and Hou Jingshu slept together, he’d been regularly thinking about it, wishing he could partake in that moment again. But he needed to be strong. They had agreed not to since that first night.
“I think… you two look stunning, but I’m not sure I want other men seeing you in these outfits,” Wu Jian admitted.