Chapter 637: Chapter 637: Exquisitely Beautiful Furong_1
Li Qing stared at Lu Furong as she opened the door, with fire almost igniting in his eyes.
All he could see was Lu Furong wearing a black bodysuit, the kind that’s connected from top to bottom.
As for what this type of clothing should be called, Li Qing wasn’t quite sure.
All the material was that of stockings, with only a slender piece around the waist, while the top merely wrapped around those trembling mounds.
Li Qing had seen this kind of outfit many times in those movies; they all had a common name, but separately, he really didn’t know.
But it did look nice, that was true.
Lu Furong’s complexion was already fair, but with this outfit, she was a pure beauty of this world.
"Aren’t you coming in? Haven’t you seen me like this before?" Lu Furong huffed softly.
Li Qing stepped into the door and wrapped Lu Furong entirely in his arms, while using his foot to close the door behind him.
"You’re right, I haven’t actually seen you like this before, too sexy," Li Qing murmured breathlessly.
The flame that had not been quenched at Shangguan Yu’s place suddenly erupted at the sight of Lu Furong like this.
"What are you doing, what are you doing, I still need to cook!"
Lu Furong used both hands to push away Li Qing’s mouth, which was already heading for her mounds, denying him the immediate intimacy.
"What’s the hurry to cook, let’s talk about that later; I want to have some of this hotness first," Li Qing said with playful laughter, "You’re too tempting."
"No, you can only have it after we finish eating. Otherwise, I won’t give you any," Lu Furong said seriously.
Li Qing was stunned. She was waiting at home dressed like this, and now she was still playing hard to get?
"But I really can’t wait now, come on, let’s warm up a bit first," Li Qing pleaded with a woebegone face.
Lu Furong shook her head resolutely and pushed Li Qing away with force, "No, you have to hold it in even if you can’t, I won’t give in now."
Li Qing felt this woman was doing it on purpose, deliberately wearing this outfit, then seducing him deliberately, just to make him suffer.
It seemed she might still be angry.
Deliberately venting her anger in this way.
"Then how about I just have a little taste?" Li Qing shifted his tactics and asked again.
The next instant, Lu Furong hugged her arms across her chest, blocking those trembling fullnesses.
Her body was clad in nothing but a black stocking bodysuit, nothing else.
Those heavy mounds would surge in waves with just a touch of the hand.
This hint of concealment was fatally attractive to Li Qing, causing a surge of blood and excitement.
But Lu Furong simply wouldn’t give in.
Li Qing looked at Lu Furong with a plaintive expression, "Woman, you’re so cruel. Do you want to suffocate me, is that it?"
Lu Furong glanced from the corner of her eyes and laughed coquettishly, "Yes, to suffocate you, you bastard."
"Let me tell you, until I give my consent, you can only look and not touch. My cousin feels the same way. If you dare come forcefully, from now on, forget about entering my house or seeing either of us again."
Li Qing chuckled lightly, "I don’t believe you would be that cruel."
"You can try it and see if I dare or not," Lu Furong said, lifting her pointed chin boldly.
Li Qing sighed, defeated.
Others might not dare to say, but this damn woman sure did.
"Alright, alright, I’ll just look and not touch, okay? Is there tea? Brew me a cup, I need to sober up," Li Qing said speechlessly.
"Make it yourself, you’ve been here before," Lu Furong snorted and sashayed into the kitchen.
Li Qing laughed helplessly, "Fine, I’ll fend for myself."
Secretary Zhou is fond of both tea and alcohol, and he has a complete set of tea-drinking paraphernalia ready.
Li Qing walked up to the tea table, first heated the water, and then sneakily made his way toward the kitchen.
Lu Furong dressed so seductively, and Sister Hu was probably not far behind; he was very curious about what Sister Hu was wearing.
Upon pushing open the glass door to the kitchen, Li Qing’s eyes went wide, and his blood pressure shot through the roof.
My God!
This is going to be the death of me.
Sister Hu was actually wearing a school uniform style.
But it was only a slight take on the style, reminiscent to a degree.
It was a tight blue and white dress with a very low neckline, showing off more than half of her considerable cleavage.
The skirt below was more like an accessory, so short that it barely covered a hint of her backside.
The two plump, white-as-snow cheeks of her buttocks were almost fully exposed, with the white underwear underneath clearly visible.
The overall visual impact was both pure and provocative.
Standing there busy by the stove alongside Lu Furong, the contrast of black and white between them created a strong chemical reaction, multiplying the level of seduction manifold.
"Qingzi, today sister’s playing the student, are you satisfied?" Sister Hu noticed the commotion behind her, turned around with a flirtatious smile, threw a sultry glance at Li Qing, struck a cute pose, and showed off her charming figure to him.
Li Qing’s Adam’s apple moved slightly as he chuckled, "Satisfied? I’m about to lose control of myself."
"Sister here would love to give in to you, but Furong said you’re only allowed to look and not touch before dinner, so hold on," Sister Hu said with a laugh.
Li Qing felt like he wanted to die on the spot.
If Lu Furong intended to express her grievances this way,
she had certainly succeeded.
"This is just too much for me!" Li Qing complained with a mournful expression.
Actually, he had previously witnessed such scenes at Lü Zong’s.
But for some reason, similar clothes on Lu Furong and Sister Hu felt far more intense and stimulating than those one-off encounters with other women; it felt like the thrill was multiplied many times over.
Perhaps the addition of emotional ties was the reason.
"Just bear with it for now, we’re having hotpot mutton tonight to replenish you properly," Sister Hu said with a coy smile.
Li Qing could not help but swallow his saliva, and said, "In anticipation of this meal, I deliberately ate less during dinner to save room in my stomach."
"That sounds reasonable; had you dared to say you were already full, just you wait!" Lu Furong snorted.
Li Qing laughed, feeling relieved he had successfully anticipated Lu Furong’s expectations.
Given Lu Furong’s petulant nature, she had made it clear they were preparing supper—if he dared not eat a bite, she surely would have been full of resentment.
"Go to the living room and have some tea, we’ll be done soon," Sister Hu said with a smile.
Li Qing shook his head, "No, I want to watch you guys."
"Go on, stop looking. Get out; you’re in the way of our cooking. You’ll have plenty of time to look later," urged Lu Furong.
Li Qing: ...
Alright then, the tiger mother has spoken, time for tea.
"As you wish, my naughty little thing," Li Qing chuckled softly and then closed the kitchen’s glass door.
Sister Hu burst out laughing and slapped Lu Furong’s shapely backside, "You are quite feisty today, aren’t you, my naughty little thing!"
Lu Furong’s cheeks turned a shade of red as she spat out a little rebuke, "Nothing good ever comes out of a dog’s mouth."
