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.

didn’t have the light on, so I couldn’t see clearly," Lin Fan said, chuckling

a tight waistline, whereas Chen Jiayi’s legs were not

think you did it on purpose. You men are all the same, never satisfied with what’s in your own bowl and always looking at what’s in the

saw through Lin Fan’s little

isn’t that because what’s in the pot looks too good

while his eyes couldn’t help roving over the 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 two pencils and exceptionally flexible, sometimes even capable of performing a full split. Imagining them draped over his shoulders seemed bound to be

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..."

have noticed her secretly watching their intimate encounter?

I could see you clearly from the inside. To fulfill your voyeuristic desires, didn’t I even have her turn her head to give

body against his own. Even through the yoga pants, Zhao Jiaqi could feel the

You did

the rampant entanglement between the two in the room that morning, Zhao Jiaqi’s

manipulation, would perform such embarrassing acts, along with those low

the gap in the door was purposely left by Lin Fan,

purpose? You’ve seen everything of me already, isn’t it

hands caressed her slender waist, Lin Fan smiled wickedly and pinned Zhao Jiaqi to the ground. Her struggles were merely a formality at

coming back soon... It wouldn’t

her body. Collapsing onto the