Drawing on his extensive experience—having watched countless adult videos from a certain island nation known for its beautiful women and having engaged in over a hundred real-life encounters—Li Yun recognized the sound immediately. It was the painting of a woman in ecstasy.
Could it be that Liu Ruyan wasn't just peeing, but actually... No way! Could such a proud and aloof beauty be...?
The more he thought about it, the more restless he became. Li Yun quickly returned to his previous spot, pressed his eye to the gap, and took another look.
A cold draft blew through the crack, and the sound suddenly intensified. The moans, though muffled by the woman's clenched teeth, still sent a shockwave through Li Yun.
Li Yun considered himself a man with a vivid imagination. He had even daydreamed about writing a book under the pen name "Guess Who I Am," titled Urban Romance, chronicling his encounters with countless beautiful women. But no matter how wild his imagination was, he never expected to witness something like this.
Liu Ruyan was already a stunning beauty, but in this moment, she was incredibly sexy. Her shirt was completely unbuttoned, revealing a pink lingerie set that was both dazzling and provocative. One strap of her bra had slipped halfway down, resting on her smooth, jade-like arm, leaving her ample breasts to swing freely, creating mesmerizing waves with each movement. Her perfectly rounded buttocks were raised high, forming an incredibly alluring curve.
As Liu Ruyan's waist swayed, her fleshy hips trembled, and the flesh-colored stockings on her legs reflected a faint glow, adding an air of mystery and elegance. The usually aloof and regal beauty was now shamelessly leaning down, her face buried between another person's legs...
Li Yun felt no jealousy, only astonishment. Yes, he was completely floored.
He watched as Liu Ruyan extended her slick tongue, gently licking the inner thigh of the other woman, who let out a satisfied moan, her head thrown back. Her flowing hair cascaded like a waterfall over her skin, which shimmered with a faint luster. In that instant, Li Yun saw that the petite and well-proportioned woman was actually...
Leaving the Yulong Building, Li Yun glanced at the sky. It was still bright—midsummer, and it wouldn't get dark until around 8 p.m.
No way! How could that be? She didn't seem like that type! Could it be true that you really can't judge a book by its cover, that someone with an innocent appearance could have such a lascivious nature...
What a pity! What a waste! Such a lovely girl, and yet... a lesbian!
A thin horse lacks strength because it's underfed; a man lacks charm because he's poor. Men are always controlled by their lower halves, and Li Yun was increasingly realizing how true this saying was.
Only after Lin Yixin left him did he discover that his self-control wasn't as strong as he thought. He hadn't noticed it before because the temptations hadn't been strong enough. But now, with one temptation after another, each more thrilling than the last, he found himself increasingly unable to resist.
This could be an opportunity, a chance to get close to the aloof and regal beauty, Liu Ruyan. Li Yun's mind couldn't help but race with possibilities.
Walking alone on the busy street, Li Yun turned into a KFC on the sidewalk. It was already past 5 p.m., and at 6 p.m., the restaurant was packed with people, just as crowded as the traffic outside.
Li Yun stood at the back of the line for a while, then bought a serving of fries, a hamburger, and a cup of cola. He carried his fast food to a corner seat. He didn't like sitting by the window, where passersby could stare at him like an animal in a zoo.
As he munched on his fries, Li Yun pondered which department store he should visit next to scout the lingerie market, of course, based on the appearance and figures of the saleswomen. Lost in thought about which store had the most attractive salesgirls, he unconsciously finished all his food, leaving only half a cup of cola.
Just as he was about to get up and leave, a clear female voice sounded behind him, "Sir, could you help us with a survey? It's a prize quiz..."
Li Yun turned around to see a beautiful girl standing behind him. She looked to be in her early twenties, around twenty-two or twenty-three, and she was petite, about five-foot-six. She could be described as delicate and charming.
The girl had long hair that flowed over her shoulders, with eyebrows that arched like distant mountains, and a pair of large, crystal-clear eyes like two deep pools of water. She had a small, delicate nose and cherry-like lips.
Her oval face was smooth as porcelain, almost translucent. She had a slender figure with a gentle bust, truly a lovely young woman.
She was holding a small stack of papers and carrying two paper bags, both from Mengbasha. Li Yun was immediately intrigued. Mengbasha was an underwear brand, and he had just been brushing up on his lingerie knowledge.
The girl noticed Li Yun's gaze and blushed slightly. She quickly placed the paper bags on the table, off to the side, and used the stack of papers to press them down. She then sat down next to Li Yun and said with a smile, "It's a survey related to college students. Sir, don't worry, it won't take up much of your time, and there's a souvenir..."
Souvenir? Besides the survey forms, all she had were those two paper bags. Could it be that the bags contained the souvenirs? Li Yun's mind raced with thoughts. He looked her up and down.
She was wearing a crisp white blouse, which was slightly puffed out at the chest, and a gray skirt suit typical of office ladies.
The skirt was neither too short nor too long, just reaching her knees. Her slender, fair, and shapely legs were mesmerizing. Li Yun's breathing became slightly rapid as he asked, "What kind of souvenir?"
"It's, um, this..." The girl reached into one of the Mengbasha bags and began to rummage around.
As she moved, Li Yun's gaze naturally shifted. And it turned out he truly had an eye for "beauty."
A red full-cup bra with a half-transparent upper cup and lace trim peeked out. The deep indentation of the bra suggested that the girl's breasts were incredibly well-endowed beneath her blouse.
Li Yun couldn't help but glance again at her chest, which was like two towering tents hidden under her shirt, with only the outlines of the curves faintly visible. He swallowed hard, then let his eyes travel downward to her waist and below. The skirt couldn't conceal her astonishing, nosebleed-inducing hip line.
Men have different preferences when it comes to women's bust sizes—some like them larger, while others prefer smaller. But when it comes to hips, there's no such variation.
Firm, round, and plump are the three essential qualities of a beautiful derriere. Add in a touch of elasticity and soft skin, and such a combination of visual and tactile appeal can ignite a fierce desire.
"Sorry, this isn't it..." The girl glanced shyly at Li Yun, placed the Mengbasha bag to one side of the table, and picked up the other Mengbasha bag.
Like a magician, she pulled out a keychain from the bag, revealing a pair of cute little tiger teeth as she smiled at Li Yun, "A Hello Kitty keychain. Isn't it cute?"
Li Yun stared blankly at the Hello Kitty. The girl's choice of gift was so cartoonish—why would she approach him, an adult, with something like this? He smiled slightly and said, "What was the survey about again... something like college students living together? Or premarital sex? Never mind, let's get started. By the way, what's your name?"
"My name is Song Ya..."
Song Ya's face turned bright red from Li Yun's casual questioning. She was at a loss for how to respond until she finally heard a question that wasn't so embarrassing. She subconsciously gave her name. After speaking, Song Ya looked up at Li Yun in surprise. He smiled, feeling pleased with himself for easily learning the girl's name.
Song Ya took out a ballpoint pen, composed herself, and asked, "Alright, let's start with the first question. Have you ever shopped online? A) Yes, B) No, C) Occasionally..."
As Li Yun casually answered, Song Ya marked the responses on the survey with little ticks. She continued to ask questions in her pleasant voice, while a strand of hair fell across her forehead.
Only now did Li Yun have the chance to really look at Song Ya. Her forehead was a bit wider than average, her eyes were large and watery, her nose was delicate and straight, her nostrils were thin, and her lips formed a very sexy diamond shape. The color was a seductive shade of pink, likely from lipstick, and her teeth were neat and white.
Song Ya was truly a gorgeous woman, the kind that made one's mind wander, Li Yun thought. If this were a quiet night and she were randomly approaching some guy for a survey, he'd probably be overwhelmed by desire and drag her into the grass on the side of the road.
The "College Students' Online Store Survey" only lasted for a brief three minutes, and most of Li Yun's answers were along the lines of "never," "average," "indifferent," or "don't know."
Song Ya's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. According to Li Yun's responses, this survey was pretty much useless, with no reference value at all. What was with this guy?
Was he deliberately teasing her? Song Ya looked up at Li Yun.
He had a neat hairstyle, sharp eyes, a straight nose, slightly thin lips with a well-defined outline, clean clothes, and a tall, straight figure. Overall, he looked quite pleasant, the kind of person you'd want to get close to and trust. For some reason, Song Ya felt a slight flutter in her heart. Li Yun shrugged and smiled, "Are we done?"
"Yep, thank you for your participation," Song Ya said, handing the Hello Kitty keychain to Li Yun. As she reached out, disaster struck.
The cup of cola on the table tipped over. Li Yun was immediately in a bad situation. Song Ya, realizing her mistake, quickly tried to fix it. She had tissues in her paper bag, but once again, haste made waste. The Mengbasha bag on the table was swept off by her arm and into Li Yun's lap.
With a "rustle," the contents of the bag—underwear and lingerie of all colors—spilled out. Song Ya's face turned so red it seemed like it could drip with embarrassment as she scrambled to pick them up.
Li Yun, however, was frozen in place because he realized that his "manhood" had been firmly, strongly, and vigorously... grabbed.
In her haste to retrieve her intimate clothing, Song Ya's hand had accidentally grasped something soft yet firm. As she picked up the underwear, she absentmindedly gave it a squeeze.
That squeeze was a big mistake. The previously somewhat soft object suddenly swelled up as if it had been injected with a stimulant...