On the second floor of Lin Yu Tea House, Chen Peng leaned back in the huanghuali wood armchair, adjusting himself to a comfortable position.
He watched the young Tea Girl in the cheongsam expertly performing the gongfu tea ceremony. His gaze drifted upwards, caught by the heart-shaped neckline of her cheongsam.
A snow-white globule seemed ready to burst forth from the neckline.
"Mr. Chen, here's your tea," the Tea Girl offered with both hands. As she bent forward, her buxom figure swayed with the cheongsam.
Chen Peng took the tea and set it down, then brusquely pulled her into his arms, rudely shoving his hand under her skirt, not knowing what he touched, causing the Tea Girl to softly cry out, her face flushed red.
Chen Peng let out a lecherous laugh, feeling something stirring in his crotch, freeing a hand to pull down his zipper.
Before he could take it out, the door to the private room suddenly opened.
