The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official

Chapter 11: Chapter 11 Midnight Phantom

In the seductive night, Lin Fan hurried toward the entrance of the Health Care Club.

Pulling out the spare key Chen Jiayi had given him, he directly unlocked the door and stepped inside. No sooner had he slipped off his shoes than he noticed a slim figure, sitting on a yoga mat in the living room with her back to him.

At this moment, the living room was not lit, and under the moonlight, the white yoga pants and tank top seemed alluring. Below the hair piled atop her head, the headphones around her ears emitted a faint green glow. She twisted her body continuously with the video on the phone in front of her, her supple waist and perfect curves oblivious to the fact that someone had come in.

Beneath the perfect silhouette, that beautiful, round peachy bottom incited endless fantasies and a surge of desire, which left Lin Fan, already parched and eager, without hesitation to pounce forward and wrap his arms around her from behind. His devilish hand even slipped into the pristine white athletic tank top, grasping the raised roundness.

"How could it have shrunk so much!"

The softness in his palm was not as bountiful as before, just as Lin Fan was pondering whether it was due to the contrast from recently touching the curvaceous Zhang Caini, the slender figure he had tackled to the ground turned around. It wasn’t the aloof Chen Jiayi, but her best friend Zhao Jiaqi.

"Ah, how is it you!"

Upon seeing Zhao Jiaqi’s face, which bore an ancient charm, Lin Fan instinctively released his hands.

"Why can’t it be me... Do you always embrace people without looking clearly?"

It wasn’t until she saw Lin Fan that Zhao Jiaqi’s hanging heart was put to rest, and with an air of annoyance, she quickly adjusted her tank top.

couldn’t see clearly," Lin Fan said, chuckling

tight waistline, whereas Chen Jiayi’s legs were not as long and slim, and her

the same, never satisfied with what’s in your own bowl

was no twenty-something girl, and she saw through Lin Fan’s little trick right away—he was

in the pot looks too

perky bottom wrapped in yoga pants. That morning, Chen Jiayi had mentioned that Zhao Jiaqi was classically trained in dance. Those legs were as lean as

tease, Lin Fan suddenly had a bold idea. Extending his hand once more, he pulled her down onto the yoga

"Ah... no, I didn’t..."

watching their intimate encounter? Panicking, she instinctively tried to

you were peeping at me and Chen Jiayi through the door, and I could see you clearly from the inside. To fulfill your voyeuristic desires, didn’t I even have her turn her head to give you a good show? Enjoyed it, didn’t you? But it’s so boring hiding outside, you might as well come experience it up close. I guarantee it’ll feel better than any

greedily inhaled the scent of Chen Jiayi’s sweat, grasping her rounded peachy buttocks, forcefully pressing her body against his own. Even through the yoga pants, Zhao Jiaqi could feel the searing heat

did

rampant entanglement between the two in the room that morning, Zhao Jiaqi’s face flushed with heat, and the void inside her grew even

Fan’s manipulation, would perform such embarrassing acts, along with those low

left by Lin Fan, specifically to lure her,

seen everything of me already, isn’t it my turn to have a good look at you

ground. Her struggles were merely a formality at this point, a clear sign of wanting to resist yet welcoming the

soon... It wouldn’t

shifted from firm to pleading, the overwhelming male hormones sapping all the strength from her body. Collapsing onto the ground, she struggled