Tang Xueyao clearly couldn't take it anymore, planning to let herself go completely.
But outside the door, Li Fengdie banged on it hard a few times.
"Sister-in-law, Li Jian called and said you're in the gym. If you don't open up, I'll kick the door down."
Tang Xueyao's eyes were full of longing, but this situation left her in a bind.
She bit her lip for a while, then couldn't help but say, "Zhang Yang, Li Fengdie is a supervisor at a security company, trained since she was a kid. If she really kicks the door down, you might suffer for it."
Feeling Tang Xueyao's concern for me, and hearing the loud noise outside the door,
I could only say, "Ms. Tang, go deal with her first, and then we can continue."
"Let's save that for next time. You hide in the wardrobe first."
"No way. If you don't agree, I'll take you right now."
"Alright, alright, I promise. Is that okay?"
Tang Xueyao quickly gave in, her voice soft and pleading.
Once I saw things were calm, I hurriedly put my clothes back on.
"Sister-in-law, I'm positive you're in there. I'm really kicking the door now!"
Li Fengdie kicked the door, and with a bang, a crack actually appeared.
Tang Xueyao was so scared she nearly lost her soul, quickly pushing me into the wardrobe to hide.
After hastily getting dressed,
she put on her headphones and finally went to open the door.
"Fengdie, what brings you here?"
Li Fengdie had short brown hair and exquisite features, looking very capable.
She wore a denim jacket that covered her black undershirt.
But those two perky mounds were just about bursting through the undershirt—a tempting pear shape.
Her figure was tight and long, with a charming wheat-colored skin.
Compared to those city office ladies, she had a unique kind of beauty.
"Li Jian told me to come keep you company. Why'd you take so long to open the door?"
Li Fengdie glanced around the gym, alert to every detail.
"I was working out and listening to music, so I didn't hear."
Tang Xueyao explained, even pointing at the headphones she'd just put on.
"Really?" Li Fengdie walked right in. After inspecting for a moment, she stopped in front of the wardrobe and said, "Then tell me, what's in here?"
Hiding inside the wardrobe, my heart was about to leap out of my throat!
Tang Xueyao's palms were sweating. "Fengdie, don't overthink—it's just my clothes in there."
"Then why do I hear something moving?"
Li Fengdie peeked at it suspiciously, pressing her ear against the wardrobe.
Tang Xueyao had a brainwave in her panic, covering her mouth and feigning surprise.
"Oh, then it must be a mouse got in there. Better not open it or it'll get loose."
I really had to give it to Tang Xueyao's quick thinking—women are afraid of mice.
But Li Fengdie just smiled and raised her pink fist.
"Sister-in-law, I'm not afraid of mice. In fact, I'll help you catch it right now!"
With that, she quickly opened the wardrobe a crack, shoved her hand inside, and started searching around.
"Shit!" Tang Xueyao's face went pale with nerves.
I was even more numb—no way Li Fengdie wasn't gonna catch me red-handed.
But what I never expected was, Li Fengdie's slender hand, out of sheer coincidence, suddenly grabbed hold of my, uh, there.
"Hm?" Li Fengdie fumbled around, puzzled. "What's this stick in here? And it's kind of weird!"
I shivered, almost crying out loud.
Because this woman's fingers were so delicate—and grabbing it was one thing,
but she started moving her hand up and down rhythmically. The feeling was driving me insane…