Chapter 491

Zhao De walked two steps out from the bar, unwilling to let his time and money go to waste just like that. For some reason, his physical needs were incredibly intense today; it felt as if he wouldn't be able to go on if he didn't find someone to release them with. Driven by that emotion, he set his target on the cashier, turned back, walked to the bar, and whispered to her, "Beauty, would you mind leaving your phone number? I'd like to make friends with you."

The cashier was stunned by his sudden move. Her face flushed slightly, and she shyly lowered her head, wrote down a number on a piece of paper, and handed it to him.

Having obtained her number so smoothly, Zhao De gave a wicked smile and walked out of the restaurant without saying another word. Once outside, he stood by the roadside and glanced at his watch; it was only a little past one. He thought to himself that there were still five hours until Sister Su got off work, and she wouldn't be back home until at least seven. Five hours was more than enough.

He took out his phone, typed out a message to the number on the paper, and, emboldened by the alcohol, bluntly asked her to take time off and come out. He had just said it on a whim, but to his surprise, the cashier replied, asking where he wanted to go. He replied, "We'll talk when we meet."

Not long after, the cashier took a temporary half-day leave, changed her clothes, and walked out of the restaurant, heading toward him with her head lowered and looking shy.

When Zhao De saw that he didn't even know her, yet could get her to come out with just one message, he thought there was definitely a chance. He looked around, afraid of being seen, and said directly, "Let's find a place to talk, shall we?"

"Go... go where?" the girl asked bashfully. "I only took a half-day leave, I can't go too far. I have to be back by six."

"Then... then where do you suggest?" Zhao De asked, while turning to scan both sides of the street for a suitable hotel.

"How about... how about we go to where I live?" the girl said shyly.

"That works," he agreed readily.

To be a cashier at a large restaurant, one needed certain innate conditions. Zhao De couldn't suppress his excitement and took a close look at her. He found that although the girl wasn't exactly beautiful—one could say she was average—her skin was very fair. As the saying goes, "fair skin hides a hundred flaws"; once the skin is fair and tender, the whole person looks fresh and clear. Plus, her figure was decent; at about 1.68 meters tall in high heels, she was slender, but her curves were well-developed. The clearly cheap, street-stall dress she wore fit her well, neither too tight nor too loose, accentuating her figure appropriately. Her modest breasts were wrapped round and firm, and the lines of her hips and thighs were also distinct. Although this figure was a bit inferior to Zheng Ru's, because the girl was naturally thin and her proportions were very balanced, overall, she was still enough to stir a man's lust. Seeing Zhao De staring at her, looking her up and down, the girl's fair earlobes quickly turned red. She didn't say a word, just lowered her head slightly and walked forward with small steps. Zhao De didn't say anything either; he followed her knowingly for over fifty meters until they turned into an alley. After another hundred meters, they arrived at a house. He asked curiously, "Is this your home?"

"I rent a room here," the girl said softly and embarrassedly. She gently pushed open the wooden door and turned back to warn him, "Be quiet, the landlord doesn't like it when I bring people back."

"Oh." He followed her on tiptoe, sneaking up to the second floor like a thief. She took out a key ring, opened a door, and he followed her inside.

It was a single room about ten square meters in size. Because the room was small, the furnishings looked a bit cluttered. In particular, there was a wire hanging in the air right by the entrance, with women's undergarments hanging haphazardly from it. As soon as he entered, he bumped right into a pair of sexy pink panties. He didn't think much of it, but she blushed and said shyly, "The room is messy, I didn't have anywhere else to hang my clothes, so I hung them here. You... you don't mind, do you?"

"It's fine," he smiled nonchalantly.

"Sit... sit wherever you like." Bringing a strange handsome man to her place, the girl still seemed a bit nervous, especially her eyes, which kept darting away.

Her reaction and her actions already let Zhao De know that having that happen with her was almost a certainty. Besides, any person with a normal brain would have realized what his intentions were, let alone her. Being able to bring a man she didn't know back to her residence, she had probably already prepared herself for that.