America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

Jessica looked at the amber liquid, then at Chen An's unfathomable black eyes.

In a fit of pique, she grabbed Chen An's hand and took a big gulp of water.

The spicy liquor burned down my throat, exploding in my stomach like a ball of fire.

Fueled by the alcohol, Jessica's rebellious streak, ingrained since childhood, came to the fore.

She suddenly turned around, straddled Chen An's lap, grabbed his shirt collar with both hands, and stared down at him.

"Okay. I'm staying."

Her voice was trembling, but her eyes were unusually firm.

It even carries a kind of resolute determination, like a moth drawn to a flame.

"Since I'm your employee, your debtor... then why are you only so nice to that old woman?"

"I can work too, I'm younger, I'm even... more Beijing-style than her."

She spoke the last word so softly, as if it might vanish into thin air at any moment.

But Chen An heard it.

He looked at the little wildcat in front of him, who had completely torn off its disguise and revealed its claws.

Jealousy is the best aphrodisiac.

"Is this... a way of promoting oneself?" Chen An raised an eyebrow.

"It's like... paying off a debt."

Jessica finished speaking through gritted teeth, then closed her eyes and awkwardly kissed him.

Her kissing skills were very clumsy, consisting only of haphazard biting and eager demands.

That was the unique awkwardness and impulsiveness of a young girl.

Chen An did not refuse.

He threw the wine glass away, letting it roll on the carpet.

His hands gripped Jessica's slender waist, turning the tables and instantly regaining control.

This is no longer just a superficial attempt.

This was a deep, aggressive kiss.

"Ugh—"

Jessica let out a whimper, her whole body going limp in his arms as if her bones had been removed.

Her hands were wrapped tightly around Chen An's neck, as if he were the only lifeline in this blizzard.

The fire in the fireplace burned even brighter.

The sound of clothes rubbing together was particularly clear in the quiet living room.

When Chen An's large hand slipped under the loose hem of the hoodie and touched that warm, delicate skin...

Jessica trembled slightly, but instead of flinching, she straightened her chest and welcomed his touch.

"An... um..."

She murmured his name between her lips.

Just as things were about to spiral out of control, just as the hoodie was about to be completely lifted up.

Suddenly, the sound of a door opening came from upstairs.

"Squeak—"

That was the master bedroom door opening.

"An? Are you downstairs? I think I heard a cup fall..."

Sarah's sleepy voice came from the stairwell.

Jessica froze instantly, as if struck by lightning.

She shoved Chen An away abruptly and tumbled off him in a flustered manner.

After tidying up her clothes, she shrank to the other end of the sofa.

Chen An remained calm.

He slowly straightened his shirt and picked up the wine glass from the floor.

Sarah appeared at the top of the stairs, wearing a bathrobe.

She saw Chen An sitting on the carpet, and Jessica huddled in the corner of the sofa with her back to her.

"What's wrong?" Sarah rubbed her eyes and went downstairs.

"fine."

"It sounded like Zeus made a sound just now, which startled Jessica and caused her to knock over the cup."

Chen An lied without batting an eye.

"I'm explaining the snow removal arrangements for tomorrow to her."

Sarah glanced at Jessica, who had her head down and shoulders trembling slightly, but didn't suspect anything.

"Oh...this child is so timid."

Sarah walked over to Chen An, yawned, and naturally snuggled into his arms.

"An, it's so windy outside, I'm a little cold sleeping alone."

When are you coming up?

In front of his daughter, who had just kissed him, Chen An reached out and hugged his mother.

"immediately."

He kissed Sarah on the forehead.

His gaze, however, went past her shoulder and landed on Jessica, who was huddled in the corner.

Jessica was secretly turning her head at that moment.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

Chen An's eyes held a playful mockery and... a hint that the story was yet to be told.

Jessica's face turned bright red; she bit her lip and stared intently at the scene.

stimulate.

Bedell.

There is also a kind of intense pleasure arising from this secret relationship.

"Well... I won't disturb your work discussion any longer."

Sarah, completely oblivious to the strange atmosphere, turned and went upstairs again. "Hurry up and come up."

After Sarah's figure disappeared.

Chen An stood up.

He walked up to Jessica, leaned down, and whispered in her ear:

"Let's collect some interest tonight."

"As for the principal... don't lock the guest room door."

"Maybe after I finish paying the grain tax up there... I'll come down to collect the debts."

After saying that, Chen An had a wicked smile on his lips that made Jessica want to bite him to death, yet she loved him to death.

He turned and went upstairs, heading towards the room that belonged to the lady of the house.

Jessica collapsed onto the sofa, panting heavily.

She heard the sound of a door closing upstairs.

The door wasn't locked...

Will he come?

If I don't lock the door, does that mean... I agree?

The blizzard outside the window howled, as if it would completely devour this wooden house filled with secrets and desires.

On this crazy snowy night.

Some boundaries, after all, become blurred.

………………

Three o'clock in the morning.

The wind and snow outside showed no signs of stopping.

Instead, it raged even more fiercely, the howling wind sounding like countless ghosts pounding against the walls of the wooden house.

The master bedroom on the second floor is warm and cozy.

Chen An leaned against the headboard, lit a cigarette, and smoked it quietly in the darkness.

Sarah beside him had already fallen into a deep sleep due to the overwhelming world around her.

She curled up like a koala.

A plump leg was still pressing down on Chen An, a satisfied smile on her lips.

"call--"

Chen An exhaled a smoke ring, his eyes clear, showing no signs of sleepiness.

He glanced at the time.

Three hours had passed since he sent the "duo queue invitation" to that little wildcat.

During those three hours, he dutifully fulfilled his duties as the male head of the household.

He even extended the time for submitting public grain to Sarah so that she could sleep more soundly.

Now, it's time to "collect the debts".

Chen An stubbed out his cigarette, gently moved Sarah's thighs aside, and tucked the blanket around her.

He walked out of the bedroom barefoot, wearing only a pair of loose pajama pants.

The wooden floorboards creaked softly in the dead of night, sounding especially clear in the quiet house.

Chen An slowly walked down the stairs.

The fire in the fireplace had gone out, leaving only a few glowing embers.

The living room on the first floor was a bit cold, with the lingering smell of venison fat and a faint aroma of whiskey in the air.

He moved to the door of the guest room.

The door was closed.

Chen An's hand gripped the brass handle.

If the door is locked at this moment, it means that Jessica is being stubborn.

But I wasn't mentally prepared to cross the line, or rather, reason prevailed over impulse.

If that were the case, Chen An would turn around and leave without forcing the issue.

If the door isn't locked from the inside, then prepare to receive a Don Quixote-like charge!