Chapter 10

"Yes... I'll do it." As she spoke, He Lele reached her hand toward the drunk handsome man.

The sober handsome man—Muse's top agent, Ji Jie—subconsciously raised his hand and swept the woman's outstretched hand aside. "No need. Drive the car to the car wash, have them clean it, then bring it back." As he spoke, he hoisted the drunk handsome man on his back and entered the apartment.

The car was full of vomit from the drunk passengers. He Lele endured the smell, drove the car to the car wash, then hailed a taxi back to the apartment.

"Cook some porridge and send it to the second floor." Just as she entered the apartment, He Lele heard the phone ring. She picked it up; it was an internal call.

"Okay."

After cooking the millet porridge and adding some brown sugar, she carried it to the second floor. Habitually, she glanced around the second-floor arrangement—everywhere was... paper. Looking closely, it turned out to be sheet music. Did the composer live on this floor? He Lele casually speculated.

Carrying the porridge into the bedroom, it was obvious someone was bathing in the bathroom. Meanwhile, the original drunk handsome man lay naked from the waist up, face down on the bed. He Lele quickly set down the tray, rushed to the drunk handsome man's side, knelt by the bed edge, and flipped his body over to prevent him from suffocating.

"Weiwei... Weiwei..." the drunk handsome man murmured in his sleep.

"Mr." Should she let him sleep? Or wake him up to drink some porridge before sleeping?

Before she could decide, the drunk handsome man slowly opened his hazy eyes, gazing at her with a dreamlike, misty look. Combined with his flushed cheeks and peach-colored lips, his exquisitely beautiful face was filled with an air of erotic temptation—He Lele's heart couldn't help but tremble, and she quickly stood up.

"Don't go, don't leave me!" The drunk handsome man suddenly reached out, pulled her into his arms, and pinned her beneath him. His pink lips immediately covered her unguarded lips and tongue.

"Mmm—" How could this happen?

"Don't leave me..." The man forcefully sucked and played with her powerless, resistant tongue, kissing after kiss, until she truly couldn't breathe. Only then did he turn to her fragrant neck, leaving a string of fresh, hot love bites.

"M-Mr.! Wake up! Wake up quickly! Ah—"

The man bit down on her breasts, gnawing and licking in large mouthfuls. Finding one side unsatisfying, he switched to the other side and continued gnawing.

"Ah... it hurts... Mr..."

Author's note:

Something came up unexpectedly today~ I didn't get back until 10:30 PM~ so the update is later~ Sorry, sorry~~ I think I'll do a double update tomorrow or the day after to make up for it~~ Love you all~~

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☆ Chapter 12: Stopping at the Threshold

Crack! The Yushi Sect door opened, and Ji Jie walked out wrapped in a bath towel.

"Mr.!" He Lele quickly looked at the handsome man fresh from the bath with a pleading gaze. Who knew he merely glanced at the drunk handsome man on her body with some helplessness, then sat on the sofa and continued wiping his wet hair with a towel.

He Lele smiled self-mockingly. She almost forgot; letting them do whatever they wanted was her job, wasn't it? Did she still expect someone to save her?

No longer resisting the drunk handsome man who was freely tasting her body against her chest, she calmly spread her legs, allowing his hand to easily slip into the seam of her pants, pressing and kneading her honey garden in the narrow gap beneath her.

Even for matters she least wanted to face, when there was no way to avoid them, she would be stronger than anyone else. This was probably the only good quality of a person destined for a life of mediocrity like herself.

Her body naturally reacted. She could clearly feel his fingers covered in her lust fluids, then making ambiguous sounds as he played with her.

"Mmm..." She bit her lip, looking at the half-naked man on the sofa, her tone carrying a hint of pleading. "Mr., the kitchen... I cooked a bit more millet porridge. You..."

At least... at least don't let her be violated and played with while others watch...

Ji Jie was somewhat surprised. He curled his lips in a mix of amusement and exasperation, crossed his long legs, and leaned back on the sofa. He swung his long arm, tossed aside the towel in his hand, then picked up a cigarette pack from the table beside the sofa, lit one, and held it in his mouth.

He Lele resignedly closed her eyes. It's okay, it's okay. Three months, just three months. Twelve weeks. Hasn't one week already passed? Very soon, very soon.

"Who are you?"

He Lele opened her eyes, looking confusedly at the handsome man on top of her with an angry expression. The handsome man's face was still flushed, yet it made his skin appear even whiter and more lustrous. His pair of eyebrows, neither too thick nor too thin, were shaped very spiritedly and beautifully, with not a single stray hair. His eyes, filled with anger, were crystal clear. Although obvious red veins showed through, they didn't affect their beauty in the slightest.

It seemed... somewhat familiar. He Lele tried hard to recall.

"Damn!" The drunk handsome man, with lightning speed, pulled his hand out of her pants, flipped off her body, and shouted, "Get out!"

After a brief moment of surprise, He Lele quickly got up and tidied her bra, but the buttons from her collar to her chest had already been torn off by the man. She could only roughly gather her clothes together.

After hesitating for a moment, He Lele lowered her gaze and said calmly, "Gentlemen, my name is He Lele. I am the new administrator. The porridge is ready. Considering this gentleman is drunk, I made millet porridge. If there are any other needs, please feel free to order."

Seeing that neither man spoke, He Lele stood for a while, bent down to pick up a few clothes scattered on the carpet that smelled of alcohol, thought for a moment, then went into the bathroom to take out a few more garments. She glanced quickly at the two men and walked out.

"... Why didn't you stop me?"

"Was it necessary? Anyway, you'll sober up before you enter the cave. This skill of yours... I'd say it's unprecedented and unrepeatable."

"You! Go back to your fourth floor!"

He Lele looked back toward the bedroom. The owners of this apartment were indeed stranger than one another, but... it had nothing to do with her. She had no curiosity about people in the three-dimensional world.

She walked into the elevator and pressed the close-door button.

"Hey! Wait."