Chapter 5: Are the Women of the Wen Family All So Open?

Danger!

Wen Meimei's brows furrowed slightly, a sense of crisis welling up within her.

Her hands involuntarily braced against his chest, trying to push him away, "Young Master Qiao, please stop this!"

"Hmph." Qiao Chengxun scoffed, the young girl's struggle between resistance and submission was, in his eyes, ludicrous. He didn't entertain her "pleas for mercy".

Wen Meimei struggled to cling to a shred of reason, knowing that the more she struggled in such a situation, the more it would arouse the man's desire, so it was better to first calm herself down.

"Young Master Qiao, I think... I need to pee..."

"Hmm?" The man paused.

The deliberately raised inflection carried an allure that was hard for a woman to resist.

Wen Meimei's heart soared, he actually stopped. She continued to act pitiful, "I drank so much earlier, if you don't let me pee, I'll wet you, I'm not lying to you."

Qiao Chengxun's eyebrows furrowed slightly. Although he saw right through her act, his hesitation had already been successfully extinguished by her clever excuse.

The man finally got out of bed, and it seemed the crisis was averted.

Wen Meimei also scrambled out of bed, clumsily gathering her clothes and dashed into the bathroom to lock the door.

Qiao Chengxun got out of bed unhurriedly, picked up his boxer briefs and put them on, then his trousers... Glancing at the white shirt she had crumpled, he chose not to put it on, remaining bare-chested.

"Whoosh..." Suddenly, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Qiao Chengxun slightly turned his head, gazing at the bathroom door, his lips curving into a wicked smile.

So, her urgent need had been a stalling tactic, what a clever woman.

Unfortunately, it wasn't a good idea. The hesitation he had felt was now gone.

After about half an hour, Wen Meimei cautiously cracked open the door to peek outside.

The tall man stood by the window, admiring the view, now fully dressed.

It seemed that Qiao Chengxun had restrained himself.

Safe...

Wen Meimei let out a sigh of relief, opened the door and walked out, not daring to approach Qiao Chengxun, she moved towards the doorway.

Qiao Chengxun suddenly turned around, seeing her heading for the door with a clear intention to leave, his cold and lonely eyes quickly darkened.

She wanted to leave?

He thought she would climb back into his bed, but it seemed he was mistaken. He said in a deep voice, "Won't you talk before leaving?"

Wen Meimei laughed dryly, "Hehe... Young Master Qiao, we're all adults here, it was just a fling, let's part on good terms, happy and content."

"Are all women from the Wen Family so liberal?" A faint disgust flickered in Qiao Chengxun's eyes, he'd had such an inappropriate encounter with this kind of woman.

The young girl simply shrugged nonchalantly, "I'm not sure about others, but I am like this, goodbye."

With that, Wen Meimei opened the door and walked out with flair.

Qiao Chengxun captured the last of the young girl's candid laughter in his gaze; her laugh was so proper, yet her words were completely different.

This woman, her words did not reflect her heart.

But no one could deny, she was a clever woman.

Qiao Chengxun walked back to the bed, flipped open the messy covers, and there on the white bedsheet bloomed a crimson fireworks, the blood of the young girl.

Bewildered just moments ago, he hadn't realized the young girl's situation, thinking her a dangerous woman who would cause chaos with a touch.

Now it seemed, contrary to what others had said about this woman who had supposedly "slept with countless men", she was in fact... absurdly the opposite.

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