Old Deng awakens: He starts by eliminating the yoga pants in the county town!

Wang Yan grabbed the car keys from the desk, her fingers trembling.

"I'm going to make Zhao Daqiang a cuckold!"

"I want to have someone else's child first! I'll give birth to it and let Zhao Daqiang see who's really incapable!"

"Come on! Come home with me!"

Lin Dawei was taken aback at first, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he followed Wang Yan, who was wiggling her hips.

He didn't ask why they didn't go to a hotel; going to her house would be more exciting, wouldn't it?

My heart started beating faster for no apparent reason.

Lin Dawei sat in the passenger seat, glancing at Wang Yan's biceps or her legs encased in yoga pants, feeling as if time was passing very slowly.

Finally, fifteen minutes later.

A red sedan screeched to a halt in the courtyard of a two-story villa.

This is Zhao Daqiang and Wang Yan's house in the county town.

Wang Yan walked briskly to the door in her high heels, inserted the key into the lock, and turned it open with a click.

Lin Dawei followed closely behind.

As soon as I entered the house, the door was slammed shut behind me.

The curtains were drawn, and sunlight filtered through, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

Lin Dawei looked around the entrance hall, but unexpectedly Wang Yan was even more anxious.

Before he could change his shoes, she grabbed his collar and dragged him into the master bedroom.

In the center of the spacious bedroom sits a European-style double bed.

Wang Yan kicked off her high heels and stepped barefoot onto the soft mattress.

She ripped the wedding photo off the headboard, and the frame slammed onto the headboard with a bang.

"Come here quickly and put this on that cabinet."

Lin Dawei looked completely bewildered, but still turned the photo face down on the cabinet.

"What are you doing? Stand up! Face me directly."

"Huh? Oh."

In the photo, Zhao Daqiang is wearing a suit and smiling happily, his face facing the center of the bed.

"Okay, come here."

Wang Yan turned around, her chest heaving, her eyes reddening.

She suddenly reached out and pushed Lin Dawei onto the soft bed.

Lin Dawei hadn't even had a chance to sit up yet.

The sight of Bai Liang's bountiful harvest left him completely bewildered.

"Holy crap, what are you doing?!"

Lin Dawei gritted his teeth in pain, tears streaming down his face.

Wang Yan slapped him on the chest, "Stop talking nonsense!"

Lin Dawei reached out to grab ΩΩ, but Wang Yan waved her hand away.

"Don't move."

Wang Yan gripped Lin Dawei tightly with her hands.

All that remained was a frenzied revenge.

Lin Dawei tried several times to turn the tables and become the master of the house, but he failed each time.

Just as everyone said, the red chili peppers were incredibly spicy.

In the dim light, only a tense atmosphere remained.

Lin Dawei felt a little dizzy.

It's all because the ΩΩ is shaking too fast.

She suddenly turned her face and stared intently at the photo on the sideboard, looking at Zhao Daqiang.

"Mother is here."

"Here comes my mother-in-law..."

Wang Yan's voice was completely hoarse, and her usual bossy tone was gone, replaced by an uncontrollable utterance of a thick, rustic accent.

"My God!"

She gripped Lin Dawei's arm tightly with both hands.

"Speed ​​it!"

With red eyes, Wang Yan let out a short, urgent cry at the person in the photo.

"Let's go!"

......

It takes about an hour.

The bedroom fell silent, save for the two of them breathing heavily.

Wang Yan lay limp on Lin Dawei's chest like a lump of mud, unable to lift a single finger.

His disheveled hair clung to his sweaty cheeks, and tears of excitement welled in the corners of his eyes.

"Finally, I got to be a woman."

Lin Dawei was always in a subordinate position, and only at the last moment did he seize two great opportunities to play with.

A crisp, mechanical prompt sounded in my mind.

【Ding! 】

[One-star objective: Wang Yan (owner of Shunda Freight Station), Phase 1 task (1/1) completed.]

[Review: A perfect conquest.]

[First kill reward being distributed...]

[Get 1 chance to win a prize]

[Phase 1 Target: Wang Yan (Owner of Shunda Freight Station), Phase 2 Task Begins.]

[Second Stage Task: Wang Yan (0/10)]

The strong scent of hormones lingered in the master bedroom for a long time.

Wang Yan lay sprawled on the disheveled sheets, still panting heavily.

Her usual fierce, tigress-like temper had transformed into the lingering spring-like affection in her eyes.

After playing with it for a while, Lin Dawei leaned against the headboard.

He took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it, and white smoke rose up.

With one hand holding a cigarette, he pinched Wang Yan's plump, smooth buttocks with the other.

It has an excellent elastic feel.

A soft "snap" sound.

Wang Yan shuddered and weakly slapped his hand away.

"Stop fussing, my bones are about to fall apart."

She rolled over, half of her ample snowball landing on Lin Dawei's side, but her eyes slowly regained some clarity.

"Great Power."

Wang Yan's voice was still a little hoarse.

"You have to help me with this today... to the end."

Lin Dawei exhaled a smoke ring, not in a hurry to reply.

"Since Zhao Daqiang could buy that vixen a large apartment behind my back, he must be up to something else!"

Wang Yan gritted her teeth, and that fierce look reappeared in her eyes.

"Get me all the bank statements from all his accounts. I want him to leave with nothing and beg on the streets!"

Lin Dawei couldn't help but chuckle after hearing this.

He reached out and flicked the ash from his cigarette.

"Red Pepper, do you really think I'm a god?"

"I managed to get that house in Jinxiu Huating by chance when I stumbled upon a fight among some thugs, and I followed the clues to get it."

"Bank statements are internal bank records. Where am I, an old man driving a beat-up light truck, supposed to get internal data from you?"

Wang Yan panicked and, disregarding the risk of exposure, sat up halfway and grabbed Lin Dawei's arm.

"I don't care!"

"You even managed to get your hands on the records of the mistress's pregnancy and abortion; you must have some connections!"

"Dawei, if you get this done, all the lucrative positions at the freight station will be yours. And I'll give you 20% of that old man's money!"

Wang Yan is now completely going all out.

She had even gone so far as to put herself in the situation; she had come to see Lin Dawei as her only lifeline for revenge against Zhao Daqiang.

Lin Dawei looked at the once arrogant Red Chili pepper in front of him, now clinging to him like a drowning person.

The secret thrill I felt was even more exhilarating than when I was in bed earlier.

He didn't reply, and suddenly rolled over!

His tall, sturdy body exuded an intense sense of oppression, forcefully pressing Wang Yan, who was half-sitting, back onto the messy mattress.

"what!"

Wang Yan gasped as her voluptuous body sank into the soft bedding.

Lin Dawei pressed down on her from above, his thick hand grabbing her fleshy chin, his eyes filled with masculine aggression.

He's been treated like a kiddie ride the whole time; now it's his turn to set the rules.

"Red chili peppers."

"When you ask someone for a favor, you have to adopt the attitude of asking for a favor."

Wang Yan was so overwhelmed by his weight that she could hardly breathe, her chest heaving violently.

The once arrogant female boss at the freight station was completely subdued under the pressure of this masculine power.

Wang Yan bit her red lips, a hint of submission flashing in her watery eyes.

"Come on...come on."

Her voice was as soft as water.

"OK."

"Then I'll show you what a real man is."

He released his hand from her chin and pinched her plump, smooth waistline hard.

In the bedroom, the large European-style bed began to shake under its own weight once again.

This time, however, the rhythm was completely in Lin Dawei's hands.

……

【Ding! 】

The passive skill "Ximen Da Guanren's Affirmation" has been triggered.

[Target Wang Yan's favorability has slightly increased, and her emotional and physical dependence on her has deepened.]

[One-star objective: Wang Yan; Phase 2 mission progress update: 1/10.]

Hearing the crisp notification sound in his mind, Lin Dawei contentedly withdrew his movements and got out of bed.

He slowly picked up the black short-sleeved shirt and work pants from the ground and put them on one by one.

"Alright."

As Lin Dawei fastened his belt, he glanced back at the woman lying on the bed, panting heavily.

"I'll figure out a way to handle the water shortage."

Wang Yan gave a soft "hmm," her gaze lingering on his broad, muscular back.

Her obedient demeanor was completely different from her former tigress-like nature.

It turns out that the tigress's ferocity stemmed from not being full.

"You should just stay home and rest."

Lin Dawei put on his shoes and walked out the door without looking back.