Chapter 58: Successfully Stole the Tadpoles

"Yang Xun isn’t home?"

Xu Yue’s voice, as cold as frost, pierced through the wooden door, like a bucket of ice water being poured over Yang Xun’s head.

His entire body stiffened. All his movements ceased in an instant, and even his breathing became exceedingly cautious.

Mi Ting was just as terrified, her soul nearly leaving her body. She clamped her hands tightly over her mouth, her eyes wide and round. Her entire body was as taut as a bowstring, deathly afraid of making even the slightest sound.

The two of them remained frozen in place, locked in their most intimate embrace.

The shower stream continued to WHOOSH down, washing over their tightly pressed bodies. Steam filled the air, shrouding the whole absurd scene in a hazy mist.

"My brother has been so busy lately!"

Yang Cai’s clear voice came from the living room, tinged with a hint of heartache. "He’s been working himself to death to pay for my medical bills, working from dawn till dusk every day. He’s barely ever home." At this, her voice dropped to a whisper. "Sister-in-law, did you need him for something?"

"It’s nothing important."

After a moment of silence, Xu Yue’s voice remained indifferent, betraying no emotional fluctuation. "I was just asking."

Inside the bathroom, Yang Xun quietly let out a sigh of relief.

’Thank goodness. Xu Yue was just asking casually and didn’t intend to probe any deeper.’

"Alright, I’ve left the things for you. I have to go now."

Xu Yue’s voice sounded again, still cold and betraying no emotion.

"Sister-in-law, you’re leaving already? You barely sat down!"

Yang Cai quickly stood up, a look of reluctance on her face. In truth, she quite liked her sister-in-law. Not only was she beautiful, but she also had a certain class, just like a celebrity.

But in the past, her sister-in-law had been so aloof that she hadn’t dared to interact with her much.

"I have things to do at the office."

"Oh... alright then. Sister-in-law, I’ll see you out!"

"Mm."

The sound of footsteps faded into the distance as Yang Cai skipped along behind Xu Yue on their way out.

"PHEW!!"

Mi Ting went completely limp, as if her bones had been removed, and collapsed into Yang Xun’s arms, gasping for air.

"That was terrifying... I was so scared..."

Her voice trembled, and her eyes were red-rimmed.

However!

But just as Mi Ting was catching her breath, Yang Xun’s hips suddenly bucked forward!

"Ah—Mmphh!!"

Mi Ting had barely let out half a cry before Yang Xun clamped a hand over her mouth.

’This bastard, he’s got some nerve!’

’His wife had barely stepped out the door, and he was already beginning a frenzied assault!’

And this time, there was none of his earlier restraint or caution. Each thrust was as violent as a thunderstorm, reaching the absolute peak of force and speed.

"Mmph, mmph, mmph!!"

With Yang Xun’s large hand covering her mouth, Mi Ting could only let out muffled whimpers. Her entire body trembled with his movements, her legs wrapping around him tighter and tighter.

The shower stream poured down on their tightly intertwined bodies, sending water splashing everywhere. The entire bathroom was shrouded in a thick mist.

The frantic thrusting continued for a good five or six minutes.

"Sister Ting... I’m about to come!!"

Yang Xun let out a low growl, his brows tightly furrowed as his body tensed to the absolute limit.

"Wait a second!!"

Mi Ting’s eyes shot open. She pushed against Yang Xun’s lower abdomen and panted, "Don’t... don’t cum yet! Wait a second!!"

"Huh?"

Yang Xun was utterly baffled. His brows knitted together, his body on the very brink of release. The interruption left him so uncomfortable that he was trembling all over.

"Give me one second!!"

Mi Ting slid off of Yang Xun. Her legs were so weak she nearly fell to the floor, but she still staggered toward the gap beside the washing machine and pulled out the small bottle she had hidden there earlier.

She hurried back in front of Yang Xun, knelt on one knee, and gripped his massive, searing-hot member with one hand while aiming the mouth of the bottle at its tip with the other.

"Okay! You can go now!!"

"???"

Yang Xun was completely stunned. He stared down at the bottle in Mi Ting’s hand, his face a mask of utter disbelief.

"Sister Ting... what are you doing??"

"Cut the crap! Weren’t you about to cum? Cum in here! Hurry up!!" Mi Ting urged.

Though his mind was reeling with questions, Yang Xun’s body was already at its limit. He couldn’t hold back any longer.

Mi Ting’s other hand quickly worked him a few times.

"Hsss—"

A scalding torrent erupted, shooting entirely into the small bottle.

The volume was still astonishingly large. He erupted for more than ten seconds, filling over half of the small bottle.

"Hahhh..."

Yang Xun leaned his head back against the tiled wall, panting heavily, completely immersed in the satisfying bliss of his release.

But soon, he looked down, staring suspiciously at the half-full bottle in Mi Ting’s hand.

"Sister Ting, what on earth are you up to? Why did you catch it in a bottle?"

Mi Ting carefully screwed the cap onto the bottle, her face as red as a boiled shrimp. She stammered, "I... I heard that a man’s... stuff... is good for your skin if you put it on your face. I wanted to try it..."

"Good for your skin??"

Yang Xun was speechless, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Sister Ting, how could that stuff possibly be good for your skin? Where did you hear such a crazy old wives’ tale?"

"Well, I just want to try it, okay?!"

Mi Ting avoided Yang Xun’s gaze, clutching the bottle tightly in her palm as she mumbled, "What if it works? It’s none of your business!"

"That stuff really isn’t good for your skin..."

"What do you know? If I say it works, it works!!"

Mi Ting rolled her eyes, her tone firm, giving Yang Xun no room for argument.

’Sperm from other men might really be useless, but his... his actually works.’

’Yang Cai has already tested it and seen the results.’

"Alright, suit yourself!"

Yang Xun opened his mouth, about to say something more, but seeing Mi Ting’s stubborn expression, he could only shake his head in resignation.

’He couldn’t meddle in women’s affairs.’

’If she wants to put it on her face, let her. It wasn’t like it would do any harm, anyway.’

"Fine, fine, have it your way." Yang Xun threw up his hands, dropping the subject.

Mi Ting clutched the small bottle in her palm as if it were a priceless treasure, inwardly overjoyed.

’Operation Steal the Tadpoles: a resounding success!!’

"You stay in the bathroom for now. Don’t come out."

Mi Ting quickly picked up her water-soaked clothes from the floor. After wringing them out, she put them on, whispering as she straightened her messy hair, "I’ll go out and find an excuse to take Cai Cai with me. You can come out after we’re gone."

"Okay," Yang Xun nodded.

Mi Ting hid the small bottle in her pocket, took a deep breath, and composed her expression. After making sure she looked normal, she opened the bathroom door and strode out.

...

「Five minutes later.」

Using the excuse that she had run out of soy sauce at home, Mi Ting dragged Yang Cai—who had just come back from seeing Xu Yue off—out the door.

Yang Xun peeked through a crack in the window. Only after watching the two of them disappear at the end of the alley did he finally slip out of the bathroom.

"Phew... They’re finally gone."

He let out a long, turbid breath and, still naked, hurried back to the storage room. He found a clean set of clothes in a cabinet and changed into them.

Just as he was fastening his belt, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

Yang Xun pulled out his phone and saw a WeChat message from Xu Qian.

"Go live tonight at ten!"