The half-unbuttoned collar made her skin faintly visible. Wen Minhao couldn't help but swallow hard. He had been coveting Wen Sining's heart for a long time.
Licking his greasy lips, Wen Minhao rubbed his hands eagerly and slowly approached Wen Sining.
"Cousin, will you treat me well?"
Seeing her impressive bust about to be exposed, Wen Sining quickly covered it. Her big, watery eyes were like bright gems in the dark night, captivating Wen Minhao as she looked at him.
His heart already consumed by desire, Wen Minhao nodded perfunctorily. He quickly put his outstretched arms on Wen Sining's shoulders. "If you serve me well, I'll cherish you."
Cherish?
Wen Sining felt like laughing.
She pretended to be coy in Wen Minhao's arms, and her fingertips casually touched his pounding chest.
Wen Minhao felt like a ball of fire and couldn't wait for a single second. He forcefully grabbed Wen Sining's shoulders and pushed her towards the streetlight railing.
He was so impatient that he didn't know his own strength.
Wen Sining gasped as the cold iron railing touched her. She watched Wen Minhao's actions closely.
The space was limited, and he only repeated the same two actions. Wen Sining blocked his approaching head several times, constantly provoking him to make more excessive moves.
"Cousin, I'm a bit cold," Wen Sining whispered.
Wen Minhao's body was as hot as a fireball. Hearing Wen Sining's words, his first thought was that she was waiting for him to get closer.
A smile spread across his face. He pulled Wen Sining into his arms forcefully and pressed his hot body against hers.
This was the moment!
Wen Sining struggled and wriggled in his arms, which in Wen Minhao's mind was a sign of shyness. Every time she resisted, it stimulated his desire even more.
A strong light shone from behind, brighter than the streetlight above. Wen Sining closed her eyes. After a while, she squinted them into a tiny slit.
Wen Minhao, who was also interrupted, was very annoyed. He turned around angrily. The strong light forced him to take his hands off Wen Sining's shoulders to cover his eyes.
The object emitting the light got closer and closer. The person behind the light seemed to notice the two people on the roadside and turned off the strong light on their own initiative. After the surroundings were briefly illuminated, it returned to darkness.
Maybach?
Wen Sining saw the logo on the front of the car, which made her plan start earlier than expected.
"Let go of me, let go of me!"
In the quiet air, Wen Sining's resistant shouts were especially loud.
Wen Minhao came to his senses and subconsciously covered Wen Sining's mouth with his hand.
The struggling figures were illuminated and magnified by the streetlight. The driver in the driver's seat was attracted by Wen Sining's frightened cries.
The car slowed down. After taking a few more glances, the driver involuntarily looked at Lu Luochen in the rearview mirror.
Feeling the driver's gaze, Lu Luochen looked up.
Taking advantage of the eye contact, the driver said, "Young master, it seems that someone is calling for help up ahead."
Lu Luochen looked out of the window, and that graceful figure came into view. Just one glance, and he recognized her immediately.
"Stop the car!"
Screech~ The Maybach suddenly stopped on one side of the streetlight.
Wen Minhao was already very annoyed by the light. He had to be patient to coax Wen Sining to open her arms, and now he was being interrupted by some random passerby.
"Get out of the way! Haven't you seen lovers interacting?" Wen Minhao didn't even look back. He cursed at the footsteps behind him.
After his words, the only sound in the air was Wen Sining's sobbing.
The sound reached Wen Minhao's ears, and he interrupted impatiently, "Cry, cry, cry! What are you crying for? I haven't even touched you yet. It's really a buzzkill."
Grabbing the collar of his shirt, Wen Minhao twisted his neck, making a crisp cracking sound.
Wen Sining was like a young bride who had been abducted. In the face of his scolding, she could only sniffle aggrievedly and didn't dare to resist. But her unwillingness made her face full of resistance.
After all this tossing, Wen Minhao's interest had waned. The restlessness in his body also disappeared, leaving only unwillingness.
"Stop crying!"
Wen Sining was so scared that she hiccupped. She shrank her neck and timidly looked at Wen Minhao.
Why don't you act! She was shouting in her heart.
As Lu Luochen got closer from behind, Wen Minhao's actions would make the whole thing more realistic. By then, he wouldn't be able to explain himself even if he had a hundred mouths.
Seeing Wen Minhao lose his desire, her hand below deliberately touched his lower abdomen.
Through the thin fabric, Wen Minhao's expression changed from annoyance to lust. He lowered his head to take a look, and his dim eyes brightened.
"Do you want it?"
"Yeah."
Wen Sining let out a soft hum from her nose.
This sound made Wen Minhao go weak in the knees. He couldn't wait to lower his head and buried his face in Wen Sining's shoulder, ignoring everything around him.
At this moment, Wen Sining was like a budding flower, while Wen Minhao was like a hooligan stray dog, showing his filthy side and polluting the pure white flower.
You have to sacrifice something to catch a wolf. Wen Sining raised her chin and let Wen Minhao's hot lips touch her skin.
"No!"
"Don't move!"
Wen Minhao grabbed Wen Sining's hand and put it on the railing. His knees pressed against her uncooperative knees.
Before his lips could find the right place, the back of his collar was suddenly grabbed, and the front button got stuck in his throat.
It became difficult to breathe. Wen Minhao opened his lips wide and gasped for air, which made him cough violently.
"Who is it?" Wen Minhao growled with his thick neck.
Lu Luochen was like a dark messenger, standing silently in the darkness.
Wen Minhao opened his eyes. After a closer look, he was so scared that he jumped away from Wen Sining.
"Lu... Young Master Lu..."
With tears in her eyes, Wen Sining pulled up her collar and threw herself into Lu Luochen's arms. She was prepared to be pushed away, but it didn't happen.
Looking up at Lu Luochen's reaction, Wen Sining quickly said, "I don't want my cousin to kiss me!"
She choked on her own saliva and coughed non-stop.
Lu Luochen's suspended hand landed on her back and gently patted it.
"Young Master Lu, don't listen to her nonsense. She unbuttoned her clothes on her own initiative to seduce me. I was just temporarily bewitched by her," Wen Minhao waved his hands around, trying to prove his innocence.
The driver beside him showed a look of disdain. He might as well have spat at Wen Minhao.
They were all men. How could they not see through his little tricks?
Seeing that Lu Luochen didn't respond, Wen Minhao had a sudden inspiration and thought of the camera above. "Right! It can prove it. These cameras belong to the Lu family. As long as you go in and check, you'll immediately know the truth."
The camera was flashing a red light.
Lu Luochen took Wen Sining back to the Lu mansion. Wen Minhao, who followed them back, also alerted the old master who was about to go to bed upstairs.