I Admit I'm Guilty

Experiencing burnout and the amount of people unsubscribing is killing my motivation therefore 2-in-1 chapters are going to stop for a while.

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Just as Ren was growing impatient, the door to the room finally opened, and Jada's voice came from behind the door, "Come in~"

"!!!"

If his daughter weren't asleep at home, Ren would have done an excited Native American chant and slapped his own face.

Eagerly stepping into the room, Ren was stunned at his first glance.

"Oh my lady gaga."

Ren's eyes widened as he exclaimed, his face showing both shock and excitement.

What did he see?

Today's limited edition: Queen Jada.

If this were in some gacha game, he'd have to spend tens of thousands of dollars to get her, right?

She was wearing a tight leather outfit on her upper body, with short leather shorts on her lower body. Her legs were clad in black thigh-high stockings with garters, and the most striking detail was the small whip in her hand!

The only thing missing to complete the queen look was high heels, but even without them, she exuded authority.

At the same time, Jada herself felt incredibly embarrassed.

But seeing Ren's face light up with excitement, almost steaming from his nostrils, she decided to keep going.

The main reason she chose this outfit was that it was the least revealing one in Ren's wardrobe. The others either had skirts so short they might as well be non-existent or tops with barely any coverage.

Jada bit her lip, took a deep breath, and with a slight tug on the whip, she lightly commanded, "What are you staring at?"

With that, she began to walk toward Ren, her black-stockinged legs taking slow, deliberate steps.

The tight outfit clung to her body, and the shorts hugged her curves perfectly.

Every step she took made Ren feel like his soul was being drawn towards her.

Although he had seen queen-like images before, experiencing it in reality was entirely different. He felt overwhelmed, especially thinking about what he might do with the queen in front of him.

As Ren's mind wandered through various scenarios, Jada reached him.

Her black-stockinged foot stepped on his, and she could see the intense heat in his eyes, making her feel extremely shy. She quickly tried to distract herself by focusing on something else.

Standing tall, Jada looked up at Ren with a calm expression, "You shameless scoundrel! Who gave you permission to look at me directly?"

"Huh?" Ren chuckled, reaching out with his hand, "Of course, it's my wife who allows it~~ You know, wife, you look really..."

Before he could finish, Jada swung the whip in her hand and lashed him.

"Ouch!"

Ren immediately pulled back his hand, looking at her with a pained expression, "Why? That hurts!"

Although it didn't seem like Jada used much force, it still stung.

But Jada ignored his complaints.

Thinking about how Ren often teased her...

With those mixed feelings, she instinctively swung the whip again.

"Ow," Ren looked puzzled, "Wait, you..."

Just as he was about to question Jada, he hesitated.

Something seemed off with her?

Why did she look... happy and her face so flushed?

"Wife, do you have a fever?"

"Don't talk to me so casually!"

Jada pushed Ren to the ground, crossing her arms and glaring down at him.

"Wife, are you okay?" Ren, supporting himself with his hands, hesitated and asked softly.

For some reason, he felt that his wife was emitting some kind of aura...

"Don't call me wife! Call me Queen!" Jada placed her hands on her hips, her black-stockinged foot pressing down on Ren's chest, pinning him to the floor.

The feeling of her foot on his chest made Ren's heart race.

Jada's stockings were thin and delicate, giving her already white and tender feet a semi-transparent, alluring appearance.

For some men, being stepped on by such beautiful, black-stockinged feet would be more than acceptable; they might even welcome it.

"Huh? You pervert, don't you feel ashamed?" As Ren felt his heartbeat quicken, Jada bent over, her upper body leaning forward, a faint smile playing on her lips, "After all, you've been ogling my chest and thighs every night, fantasizing about me wearing different outfits, right?"

"That... that's..."

"If you answer honestly..." Jada placed her hand on her chest, slowly pulling down her collar a bit, and whispered seductively, "Tonight, you can do whatever you want with me~ Whether it's a nurse outfit? An office lady? Or maybe a schoolgirl~"

"Wow!!!"

Ren's eyes widened in surprise.

Images flashed through his mind.

"Yes! I admit I'm guilty!!" Ren replied eagerly.

"As expected! But, I'm not going to wear any of those!" Before Ren could protest, Jada placed her black-stockinged foot on his face.

Perhaps because she had just washed her feet, there was no unpleasant odor. Instead, Ren was enveloped in the scent of her stockings and her body.

Darn it, if you think I'm weak, you're wrong!

Ren immediately started to struggle, trying to change the situation and pin Jada down on the bed, marking her with multiple tallies.

But for some reason, today, Jada's strength was unusually strong. As soon as she felt Ren resisting, she increased the pressure with her foot, rubbing it against his face.

"But, I must say, stepping on your face does feel quite nice."

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