Very Moist~

Hailing a taxi by the roadside, Lin Yu was just about to give the address of Xia Muzhu's residential complex when he suddenly lost his voice.

He remembered an important detail he had almost overlooked.

Lowering his head to sniff his clothes, as expected, Lin Yu caught the faint scent of Qingmo's perfume.

He definitely couldn't go see Sister Zhuzi like this.

Even though she knew he was involved with other women now, he still had to keep up appearances, right?

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Fuck!

Lin Yu suddenly slapped himself hard across the face, startling the driver in the front seat.

Damn it!

He was really becoming more and more like a scumbag!

Feeling the burning sting on his cheek, Lin Yu still didn't feel it was enough to vent his frustration. He wished he could slap himself a second time.

Sigh~

After the anger came a deep sense of powerlessness.

Lin Yu felt completely defeated.

He felt he no longer had the face to claim he was a one-woman man.

Just find a relatively large hotel nearby, Lin Yu said to the driver.

Larger hotels usually offered complimentary laundry services and had good dryers.

If he wanted to get rid of Qingmo's scent as quickly as possible, this was the most convenient way.

The taxi deftly navigated a few turns through the massive city and soon arrived at the destination.

Lin Yu paid the fare, got out, booked a king room for a day at the front desk, and requested laundry service.

Once everything was arranged, Lin Yu took his room card and rode the elevator upstairs.

After entering the room, Lin Yu stripped off his clothes and headed straight for the shower.

Back in Qingmo's room, Lin Yu had only taken a quick rinse.

Afraid that the scent hadn't washed off completely, Lin Yu decided to take another shower, trying his best to cover up any lingering smells on his body with body wash.

Turning on the showerhead and feeling the water cascade over his skin, Lin Yu began to scrub...

...

After showering, Lin Yu grabbed a bath towel from the rack and began drying himself.

Just as he was drying off, Lin Yu suddenly heard the faint sound of a door opening outside the bathroom.

Lin Yu subconsciously held his breath. After a brief moment of listening, he confirmed that the door being opened wasn't next door, but the door to his very own room.

Because he could hear footsteps stepping into the room.

Realizing this, Lin Yu frowned, feeling somewhat displeased.

What kind of crappy hotel was this?

Even though he had asked the front desk to send someone to pick up his laundry, could they really just barge in like this?

Shouldn't they knock and call out first?

Weren't they afraid of opening the door and seeing something they shouldn't?

At this thought, Lin Yu's dissatisfaction grew even stronger.

Quickly wiping down the rest of his body, Lin Yu pulled on his underwear and opened the bathroom door, ready to give a piece of his mind to the hotel staff member who had intruded.

He opened the door halfway, but before he could get a clear look at the person outside, a large hand shot out from behind the wall, grabbed him by the hair, and forcefully shoved his head toward the ground.

Realizing something was wrong, Lin Yu instinctively tried to resist.

But there was clearly more than one person.

Another person appeared and delivered a fierce kick. With the soles of his feet slick with water, Lin Yu couldn't keep his balance at all. He stumbled and was immediately pinned to the floor.

Feeling the massive weight pressing down on his back, Lin Yu ignored the pain and instinctively tried to scream for help.

Before the first syllable could even escape his throat, a folded square towel was clamped over his mouth and nose, perfectly muffling any sound.

With the towel covering his mouth and nose, Lin Yu looked up and saw two completely unfamiliar faces.

Combined with the weight of at least two people on his back, Lin Yu instantly deduced that there were at least four of them.

But that was as far as he got. Before he had time to think about anything else, Lin Yu felt the strength drain from his body, and his brain began to grow dizzy.

Lin Yu tried hard to keep himself awake, but it was no use. The drug quickly paralyzed his mind.

Filled with indignation, Lin Yu fell into a deep sleep...

...

A sudden, freezing sensation struck without warning, quickly jolting Lin Yu's soul awake from its slumber.

Opening his eyes, ignoring the ice water threatening to drip into them, Lin Yu glared furiously at the people in front of him.

He wanted to see which bastard had done this animalistic thing!

You motherfuckers!

Are you never going to stop with this forced love bullshit?

Before losing consciousness, Lin Yu had thought that when he opened his eyes again, he might see someone familiar.

But what Lin Yu hadn't expected was why the hell there were so many of them!

Ignoring Ye You, Wang Yanyan, the twins, and the other background characters, Lin Yu focused his gaze on the two main culprits.

One was Xu Mingyao, and the other was Tao Yaoyao.

Tao Yaoyao's face was expressionless. She stood beside Xu Mingyao, the closest to her out of everyone present.

The expression on Xu Mingyao's face, however, was quite a sight. Her exquisitely seductive face was twisted, and it would be no exaggeration to say the anger on her face was a hundred times greater than Lin Yu's.

You cheap dog!!!

Xu Mingyao cursed furiously. She raised her foot and stomped viciously on Lin Yu's face.

She was wearing a pair of hard-soled shoes that would click-clack on the indoor floor. Fueled by her rage, the hard soles came down heavier and faster, stomping ruthlessly onto Lin Yu's face.

Lin Yu only felt a sharp pain in his nose, followed immediately by a warm stream gushing from his nostrils.

This single stomp clearly wasn't enough to vent the towering inferno of rage in Xu Mingyao's heart. She kicked and trampled Lin Yu, who was tied to a pillar, with all her might, gritting her teeth as if she wished she could skin him alive.

Despite the adrenaline of her anger, the traditionally pampered Xu Mingyao clearly lacked stamina. Within moments, she stopped, panting heavily.

Lin Yu sat on the ground, his nosebleed smearing across half his face.

Tao Yaoyao watched Lin Yu's miserable state, her expression remaining as calm as a tranquil lake without the slightest ripple. She even had the leisure to wipe the sweat from Xu Mingyao's forehead with her hand.

It was as if her heart ached seeing her get so tired from beating him.

Behind the two of them, the expressions of the others varied, but only Ye You showed genuine, unmistakable sympathy in her eyes.

Being beaten so miserably, according to normal human logic, one would definitely feel awful and want to cry.

But Lin Yu was different; he had figured something out.

The more intense the pain on his face, the deeper his understanding of that matter became.

And the more he wanted to laugh.

Lin Yu didn't hold back his amusement; he threw his head back and burst into laughter.

His laughter echoed in waves throughout the well-decorated basement.

Seeing Lin Yu acting so crazy, Xu Mingyao frowned in disgust.

Had she beaten his brains out just now?

Or was this cheap dog just playing crazy?

The laughter didn't last long before it was interrupted by a series of coughs.

Lin Yu had laughed too smugly and choked on his own nosebleed.

After coughing violently, Lin Yu leaned back against the pillar. Even though half his face was smeared with blood, his unbridled smile was still clearly visible.

Lin Yu finally understood the reason why she had kidnapped him, and he finally understood why she was flying into such a rage.

He tilted his face up, looking at Xu Mingyao, and asked with a lazy yet slightly teasing smile:

"Do you know how sweet her voice sounds when she's begging for mercy in bed?"

Xu Mingyao froze, either not understanding who the "she" in the sentence was, or having understood but not yet recovered from the shock of the words.

However, judging from her subconsciously widened eyes and the bloodshot whites of her eyes, Lin Yu felt it was probably the latter.

"She is really super great."

At this point, Lin Yu clicked his tongue twice and sighed with emotion:

"Very moist."

"Fuck you!"

Xu Mingyao instantly turned red with anger, going mad with rage, and gave Lin Yu another violent beating.

"Hahahahaha."

Under Xu Mingyao's beating, Lin Yu laughed non-stop. If he hadn't been tied to the pillar, Lin Yu would have wanted to lie on the ground and roll around laughing.

Lin Yu's laughter was finally stopped by a solid kick.

That kick hit Lin Yu right in the mouth. His lips immediately bled, and even his teeth began to ache.

Lin Yu stopped laughing, and Xu Mingyao also stopped.

Her curvy body trembled with anger, but for some reason, her angry, red, and ferocious face still squeezed out an angry smile.

"Lin Yu."

Xu Mingyao looked down condescendingly at Lin Yu, who was tied to the pillar and slumped on the ground, and said through gritted teeth:

"The pain you brought me, I will return to you double."

Saying that, Xu Mingyao squatted down and looked Lin Yu in the eye.

Seeing Lin Yu's suddenly vigilant eyes, she was very satisfied. The ferocity on her pretty face faded a bit, and her smile grew wider.

"Between Tang Manman and Xia Muzhu, who do you like more?"

"I can arrange for fewer people to screw her later."

The bound beast suddenly went mad, and the hysterical roar almost shattered the eardrums...

...

Inside a luxury business car with one-way transparent glass, several people watched the plump woman walking past the front of the car, and gradually became a little unable to hold back.

There was no one around. If they didn't seize such a good opportunity, they didn't know how long they would have to tail her for the next one.

But watching the woman walk further and further away, the captain still hadn't given the order.

The man in the driver's seat couldn't help but turn to the captain beside him and asked softly:

"Brother Wang?"

The man called Brother Wang had a dark face. He took a deep breath, the warning from the person beside the eldest miss echoing in his mind. After a moment, he slowly exhaled and said in a deep voice:

"We can't do this. Just say the target is protected and the mission failed."

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