Midhill Villa.
Freshly bathed, Mido looked gorgeous in a sexy black slip dress. She preened in the bathroom's large mirror, her voluptuous red lips glistening like inviting cherries, stirring an irresistible urge to taste them. Pouting slightly, she looked like a petulant child. Her innocence intricately intertwined with her allure, she breathed as softly as an orchid, seeming to silently proffer an invitation.
After admiring herself, she gave herself a "YES" gesture in the mirror, intentionally tugged down the thin strap of her dress a little bit, exposing her white skin — present yet hidden, and swaying her small waist, she hummed an out-of-tune tune, walking out of the bathroom with a seductive strut.
Reaching the bedroom door, she abruptly stopped, turned around and headed back to the bed, picking up the phone to call out.
"Nannan, I, I'm suddenly afraid!"
"Holy moly, Mido, did I hear that right? Is there anything in this world you're scared of?" There was obvious doubt on the other end of the line.
"I'm really scared, a bit nervous! After all, it's my first time…" Mido blinked her big eyes, slightly embarrassed.
"Scared of what! Just go!" An uncouth yell came from the other end.
"Um, okay…" Mido pouted and furrowed her brows like a long-suffering housewife, dropping the phone dejectedly.
Smoothing her hair and patting her cheeks, she grasped the bottle of red wine on the table, took several hearty gulps straight from the bottle. Drawing a deep breath, she flung open her door and dashed out to knock on the door of the neighboring room.
"Come in!" With a low and sexy baritone voice, Mido pushed open the door.
Looking at the devilishly handsome man seated on the armchair, casually blowing smoke rings as he tilted his head upward, Mido wore a fox-like smirk and got straight to the point, saying, "Uncle, let's talk about something."
Ye Mingze languidly lifted his eyes, his gaze landing on the little sprite entering the room. Stunned, he nearly drops his cigarette. Dressed like this, had she lost her mind today?
"Let's hear it, what's going on!" Seeing that mischievous grin on Mido's face, Ye Mingze braced himself. Whatever was about to spill from her lips was bound to be trouble.
Twisting like a catwalk model — yes, that's the right analogy — Mido fluttered her eyelashes at him, sending him 250 watts of radiant warmth. Twirling in front of him, she cooed, "Do you think I look beautiful tonight?"
Looking at her outfit, her enchanting figure subtly revealed, from a man's perspective, Ye Mingze involuntarily caught his breath, his slightly squinted hawk-eyes dimmed, "Duo-duo, you came this late just to discuss this with me?"
"Of course not, what I mean is, you are experienced in that aspect, and we are not blood-related, so can I use you tonight?" Someone's face flushed crimson, but she didn't forget to feign seductively.
"Which aspect?" The tone, coupled with the word "use", sent chills down the battle-hardened Young Master Ye, causing him to furrow his brows, feeling a tad disoriented.
"How to use?"
Looking at the man's piercing gaze, Mido's heart began to tremble and she struggled to swallow, licked her lips, and forced a grin, "How about we recreate a scene from a movie?"
"Movie?" Young Master Ye was confused, his brows knit together, not quite getting it.
Mido saw that the "romantic" was feeling dizzy at this crucial moment. Was it because her words were too euphemistic? She gritted her teeth and decided to be straightforward, "Damn it! You're so dense, we are talking about... you know...it!" While talking, without waiting for his reaction, she took one step ahead, sat on his lap, followed by her red lips leaning in for a kiss.
The unique, aromatic scent of the girl flooded into Ye Mingze's mouth; after a brain short-circuit of three seconds, Ye Mingze immediately pushed Mido away with a look of discontent. There was a hint of dark red in his eyes, his voice was a bit hoarse, "Duo-duo!"
Mido pouted her luscious lips, blinking her large, watery eyes. She looked so aggrieved.
Ye Mingze extinguished the cigarette in his hand, his hawkish eyes narrowed playfully, staring at the girl sitting on his lap with a reddened face. He also glanced at her body and the dark red in his eyes deepened.
The young girl was more developed than he could remember...
With the beautiful girl in his arms, Master Ye was finding it hard to control himself.
Mido continued to pout her lips, however, there was a mischievous glint in her eyes. She intentionally leaned forward, pressing her breasts against Ye Mingze's chest, her breath was as fragrant as an orchid: "Just agree to it."
Ye Mingze's temples twitched: "Agree to you?" Looking at the Mido, who was straddling his legs, exhibiting a slight charming demeanor, he frowned slightly.
