The pants that naturally needed to be removed belonged to Mu Qingyan.
Her jeans had acquired so dirty stains, and if not removed, they would definitely soil the entire bed.
Wearing tight-fitting jeans was troubleso, and taking them off was even more so.
Xu Fan had a hard ti and it took him quite a while to accomplish the task.
"Phew..."
Having discarded the soiled clothes and jeans aside, Xu Fan let out a long sigh of relief.
In his eyes, there was hardly a more torturous task than this...
This woman, though a mother, did not resemble those whose feminine beauty had been worn away by dostic life; she still possessed her prideful assets, like a ripe peach, eagerly displaying her beauty to the man before her.
Xu Fan felt as if he had just turned on the air conditioning, deliberately controlling his sowhat heavy breathing as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
He was no gentleman, and if he continued to linger, trouble was sure to ensue.
He stood up, picked up the quilt beside him, intending to cover Qingyan with it, and then hurriedly leave this perilous place.
"Xu Fan..."
It seed fate desired a not-so-child-friendly tale tonight. Just as he had covered her, Mu Qingyan mischievously threw it off, stretched out her arm, grabbed Xu Fan, and pulled him down onto the bed.
In such an environnt, Xu Fan was already at his limit of endurance, and now, with this seductive woman taking the initiative, it was truly life-threatening.
"I'm sorry..."
If she continued to take the lead, Xu Fan reckoned sothing unpredictable might happen.
With one hand shaped like a knife, Xu Fan struck down on Mu Qingyan's neck.
Thud.
The sensual spectacle ca to an end, as Mu Qingyan was knocked unconscious by Xu Fan, her body going limp on the bed.
"Truly worse than a beast..."
Always having a distaste for debauchery when drunk, Xu Fan mocked himself, then climbed off the bed.
"Have a good sleep..."
Glancing at the unconscious Mu Qingyan, Xu Fan carefully covered her with the quilt.
He had held back, believing that by the next day, Mu Qingyan should be able to awake, mostly likely with just a headache.
...
The next day.
After cleaning up Mu Qingyan's room last night, Xu Fan went straight ho.
The first thing he did at ho was to take a cold shower, which didn't really affect him much as a martial artist, and he had a restless night tossing and turning.
It wasn't until eleven in the morning that he groggily opened his eyes.
"Hmm, I must be late..."
Staring at the wall clock, Xu Fan pondered whether this counted as skipping or just being late, then reached for his phone.
Based on his estimate of the force used, although Mu Qingyan had been knocked out by him, he believed she should have woken up by this ti.
He wondered how the beautiful woman would react upon awakening.
He just hoped she'd forget everything about last night, otherwise, given the boldness of her actions towards him, Xu Fan guessed her embarrassnt might be enough to kill her...
It would likely take a long while before Qingyan gained the courage to contact him. Xu Fan wasn't in a rush, lingering in bed for quite so ti before slowly getting out.
Having already skipped class, it wasn't like he could go to school midway.
Partial efforts were sothing Xu Fan didn't quite appreciate.
He grabbed so dry food prepared by Qin ngyue and Zhou Keren from the fridge, sat on the sofa, and started munching while pulling out his phone.
Ding.
Just then, a WeChat ssage popped up.
Xu Fan glanced at it and imdiately frowned.
"Brother Qian Fan, sothing bad has happened..."
The ssage was from Miaomiao, indicating that so incident had occurred.
Putting down his snack, Xu Fan quickly replied to her.
"What's wrong? Do you need help?"
"It's not . How do I put this, Brother Qian Fan, your friend, she might be in trouble..."
"What?"
Xu Fan didn't have many interactions with Miaomiao and imdiately wondered whom she was referring to.
Guan Shing.
Checking the ti, school should have already been out, and by all accounts, Guan Shing should have been live streaming in the vocal music room.
How could there be trouble, and more importantly, why would Miaomiao know about it?
"Hey, I can't explain it all at once, go check out her live stream room quickly!"
From what Miaomiao implied, it seed there was so problem with Guan Shing's live stream. Xu Fan exited WeChat and imdiately opened the Douyu streaming app.
He had been following Guan Shing's live stream room, and within three seconds of opening her channel, Xu Fan's face darkened.
Miaomiao was right; there was indeed trouble in Guan Shing's live stream room.
"Yi's Army, advance! Leave no grass growing!"
"Host, dress sexier! We're not that type of audience!"
"If you don't comply with Yi's Army's demands, kindly roll out of Douyu Platform!"
"Damn, you bitch, even daring to disobey Brother Yi's order to change clothes? Do you even want to stay in the streaming industry?"
The chat in Guan Shing's live stream was rapidly filling with such comnts.
The ssages were lewd and abhorrent, utterly disregarding whether a girl who had just entered the streaming industry could withstand it.
This group was clearly organized, proudly calling themselves Yi's Army, surely the fans of that strear Brother Yi, who audited female broadcasters' channels, who else could it be?
"I didn't consider this…"
Xu Fan frowned, watching the increasingly unbearable comnts, and muttered to himself.
He should have realized, as Guan Shing was also a female broadcaster, even Miaomiao wouldn't give in to Brother Yi, let alone her?
He wondered if this girl, alone in her live stream, could hold on...
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