Chapter 134: Chapter 132: Don’t Disturb My Good Thing
He Qianhui kept silent, not knowing how Zhang Hao had figured it out.
The little toys were all anonymously shipped, and the delivery slip didn’t specify what the items were.
"Hao, what nonsense are you talking about? I didn’t buy anything I shouldn’t have."
Zhang Hao didn’t call out He Qianhui’s lie. Sometimes, some lies are harmless and can even add an unexpected touch of excitement.
"Is that so? Maybe I’m just overthinking it."
With a whoosh, Zhang Hao lifted the blanket, and He Qianhui instinctively covered the area between her legs with both hands.
But Zhang Hao was faster and grabbed her hands first: "You’ve already put it on, why would you be afraid of me seeing it?"
"Besides, I already know what that place of yours looks like. It’s meaningless to cover it up."
Faced with this, He Qianhui simply lay back down.
Before this, Zhang Hao had never seen his sister-in-law in stockings.
Today, seeing her in stockings finally satisfied a long-held desire of his.
"Sis, do you have any work attire here?"
He Qianhui nodded. On her second day at the company, they had issued her a set of work clothes.
It was a ladies’ suit, a white blouse, a black jacket, plus a knee-length pencil skirt.
There were also a pair of black round-toe high heels, quite ordinary women’s professional attire, nothing special.
However, the quality of the clothes wasn’t as good as she had imagined, so He Qianhui didn’t like wearing them very much.
After bringing them home, they hung in the wardrobe untouched.
Zhang Hao got out of bed, found that set of clothes in the wardrobe, and held it in his hands, feeling it truly wasn’t all that great.
But he still pleaded with his sister-in-law to put them on.
Knowing Zhang Hao also had his little quirks, He Qianhui had no choice but to indulge him.
After changing into the suit, He Qianhui realized the blouse and jacket inside were actually a bit small.
Especially at the chest, which was stretched tight. If not for the buttons striving to hold together, it would have burst open long ago.
"Aren’t the company’s uniforms made to measure?" Zhang Hao asked.
He Qianhui replied, "How could that be possible, they probably just grabbed a new set for me."
"But the quality was so poor, I later bought a new set online. Fortunately, they look similar enough, so I never wore this set again."
Hearing his sister-in-law say this, Zhang Hao’s spirits immediately lifted.
"Sis, can you do like those women online and dance a striptease for me?"
Upon hearing this, He Qianhui’s face immediately turned crimson. She had never done such a thing before and didn’t know how to do it.
Seeing that she didn’t refuse, Zhang Hao took out his phone and found a video from his collection.
Upon seeing it, He Qianhui thought she could manage, and started to mimic the woman in the video, swaying her hips and moving her backside.
At first, her movements were a bit stiff, but gradually she got the hang of it. With the rhythm of the music, she began to twist her body like a snake.
Under the guise of the professional attire, Zhang Hao’s restraint gradually started to waver.
Especially since his sister-in-law’s figure was simply too perfect.
On top of that, the professional outfit, being the wrong size, gave off the vibe of a role-play costume.
With the thought that beneath the pencil skirt, there was nothing else, Zhang Hao felt that if he didn’t exert some effort today, he wouldn’t be living up to all the effort his sister-in-law had made.
Watching his sister-in-law unbutton the first button of her jacket, followed by the second, the third...
She raised her arms high over her head, twisting her body, her face a picture of enjoyment.
After a while, she took off the jacket and tossed it aside casually.
She was left wearing only a white blouse and a black skirt.
The size of the skirt was just right, but the white shirt truly didn’t fit well.
Suddenly, something seemed to have hit Zhang Hao’s face.
He looked down and saw that it was a white four-hole round button.
He Qianhui, lost in the moment, was completely unaware of what had happened.
Another button flew off, and the collar of the white shirt came completely undone.
He Qianhui suddenly felt a chill at her chest and quickly came to her senses, looking down.
Why is the shirt unbuttoned?
She felt with her hand and realized the buttons had come off.
He Qianhui immediately felt a bit embarrassed, thankful that there were only the two of them, her and Zhang Hao, in the room.
If there had been a third person present, she probably would have looked for a hole to crawl into.
Since things had already progressed to this point, why not see it through to the end?
He Qianhui tore off the remaining buttons with her bare hands one by one.
The white shirt fell completely open on both sides, revealing the light blue underwear He Qianhui wore beneath.
Zhang Hao distinctly felt his junior stand at attention.
It must be said that the sister-in-law had an indeed unique talent for seducing men.
He Qianhui also noticed the desire igniting in Hao’s gaze, so she purposefully increased the range of her movements as she twisted.
Especially when she turned her back, pressed down with her waist, and raised her butt, she drew figure-eights in the air as she gyrated in front of Zhang Hao.
With a ripping sound, the wispy skirt tore upward from the slits on both sides.
He Qianhui immediately felt mortified and quickly tried to cover herself with her hands.
Zhang Hao immediately stood and moved next to his sister-in-law, his hand reaching into the torn side of her skirt.
He felt between her legs, where it was already slick with moisture; He Qianhui couldn’t hold herself back any longer.
She had been fantasizing for several minutes now about Zhang Hao making his move quickly.
"You little punk, making your sister-in-law wait so long before you pounce, causing me to twist around for so much longer," she said.
Zhang Hao pinched one side of her vulva, and He Qianhui cried out in pain.
The next second, Zhang Hao let go, and He Qianhui couldn’t help but inhale sharply.
It was only then that she understood what it meant to feel pain and pleasure at the same time.
Just as the two were about to become intimately close, He Qianhui’s phone suddenly rang.
At this time, the caller could either be a company leader or one of her few friends.
Yet when she picked up the phone, it was neither her boss nor a friend but a strange number.
And the location of the strange number was this very city.
He Qianhui guessed it might be a real estate company or a call from an agent and casually hung up.
Before she could put the phone down, it rang again, still the same number.
He Qianhui had no choice but to ask Zhang Hao to stop, sure that taking a call wouldn’t take more than a few minutes, and they had the whole night to enjoy themselves.
After answering the call, He Qianhui asked softly who was on the line.
Then, a voice that she would never forget for the rest of her life came through the phone.
"You slut, daring to hang up on me. Where the hell are you? If you don’t come to see me," the voice said.
"I’ll expose your affairs and make it impossible for you to live your life."
During these times of fear, what He Qianhui dreaded most was Liu Gang suddenly appearing and disrupting her peaceful life.
He Qianhui laughed lightly, showing no concern for Liu Gang’s threats: "If there’s nothing else, please don’t disturb my fun."
