An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

"Lin~"

Feeling the cool night breeze at her collar, and meeting Lynn's beastly gaze that seemed to want to devour her, Mrs. Hill's heart skipped a beat.

She bit her lower lip, which was coated with lip gloss, tightly. A complex and conflicted look flashed across her beautiful face, yet it also carried an indescribable sense of restraint.

But after struggling for only a moment, she obediently lowered her head: "I understand..."

As he spoke, his right hand, painted with red nail polish, expertly climbed up Lynn's trouser leg.

Snapped!

However, the next second, Lynn slapped her wrist away without any politeness.

"Lin?"

Mrs. Hill froze on the spot, remaining in a half-kneeling position, completely unaware of what had happened, her eyes filled with confusion and a hint of grievance.

Lynn withdrew her foot without even glancing at Mrs. Hill, and walked straight into the living room, her tone indifferent: "Never mind, I didn't like the expression you gave me just now."

Still the old saying.

Lynn has always preferred women to take the initiative and pursued a harmonious and intimate relationship.

Mrs. Hill's complex expression, which seemed somewhat forced and submissive, had been quite disheartening to him.

The flames that had been rising high and almost piercing the sky were extinguished by most of them in an instant.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Hill stood up in a fluster, lowering her head like a child who had done something wrong.

She nervously twisted the hem of her silk pajamas with both hands: "I'm sorry, Lin, I... I'm really not feeling well today, my mind is all jumbled up."

Lynn frowned and subconsciously turned his head to look at Mrs. Hill's inner thighs.

The alluring black stripe was still clearly visible, with no trace of padding.

Feeling Lynn's gaze, Mrs. Hill blushed and quickly shook her head: "No, that's not it..."

Lynn raised an eyebrow, walked to the sofa, and sat down: "So what happened?"

Mrs. Hill slowly sat down next to Lynn, then let out a long sigh, her voice filled with deep weariness and worry: "It's all because of Katie."

"Katie?" Lynn asked, puzzled. "What happened to her?"

Mrs. Hill explained with a worried expression:

"I don't know what's wrong with her. She's been like a different person since yesterday morning. She won't eat and has locked herself in her room."

"She completely ignored me when I talked to her. When I asked her if something had happened, she wouldn't say a word."

"Are you sick?" Lynn asked instinctively.

"I don't think so." Mrs. Hill's eyes were a little red, and her voice was trembling.

"It's just... I feel like she's extremely resistant to me right now, especially the way she looks at me. It seems so resistant, even giving me a feeling that's making me really uneasy... I really don't know what to do..."

Conflict?

Lynn was completely baffled by what he heard, having no idea what that little girl Katie was up to.

However, this sudden news made him feel a little down.

The new OnlyFans video series will be filmed by tomorrow at the latest, with Katie as the absolute female lead and the core selling point.

If you have a major mental breakdown at this critical juncture, it could directly impact your plans to make money later on!

With this in mind, Lynn immediately stood up and made a decision almost without hesitation: "I'll go to the room and see. She's a little girl; maybe it will be more effective to communicate with her through someone else."

"Will it work?" Mrs. Hill's beautiful eyes flickered, her expression showing some hesitation.

Lynn shrugged: "What's the harm in giving it a try? It's better than letting her go hungry forever."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you, Lin."

Mrs. Hill nodded vigorously; now they had no choice but to try anything.

"You've been busy all day, you probably haven't eaten yet, right?"

Mrs. Hill forced a smile, reached up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and asked softly:

"I'll go to the kitchen and make you something to eat. What would you like?"

Lynn stopped and looked down at Mrs. Hill's alluring figure, which was barely concealed by her thin nightgown.

His gaze lingered aggressively for a second on the alluring base of her thighs, a wicked smile playing on his lips: "I want to eat your noodles."

boom--

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Hill's still charming face instantly turned bright red to the roots of her ears!

A hint of shyness flickered in her beautiful, watery eyes, and her two plump thighs unconsciously came together.

She gently bit her lower lip, fidgeted, and tugged at the hem of her pajamas in a voice barely audible.

"Lin...it's not convenient right now, how about...how about tonight...I'll wash up tonight..."

"What are you thinking about?"

Seeing Mrs. Hill's alluring and submissive demeanor, Lynn's wicked smile vanished instantly, replaced by a stern and unyielding expression:

"How can your thoughts be so filthy? I've been running around all day and I'm starving. All I wanted was a proper Italian pasta dish from the kitchen!"

After uttering these righteous words, Lynn didn't even glance at the completely stunned Mrs. Hill, put his hands in his pockets, and walked upstairs without looking back.

All that was left in the living room was Mrs. Hill, her cheeks flushed red as if they were about to bleed, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the floor.

……

The second-floor corridor was dim and quiet.

Knock knock knock—

Lynn arrived at Katie's bedroom door and knocked.

The room was deathly silent; there was no response.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Lynn knocked harder and several more times, but there was still no response from inside, as if there was no living person inside.

"What on earth is that brat up to?"

Lynn frowned slightly and muttered to himself, wondering whether he should find a wire to pick the lock or just kick the door open.

When I instinctively reached out and grabbed the handle to turn it, I realized that the door wasn't locked at all.

Click!

With a little force, the door was immediately pushed open a crack.

Lynn raised an eyebrow slightly and pushed the door open to enter.

The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, blocking out all light, and the air was filled with a sweet fragrance unique to young girls.

Lynn had just stepped in with one foot, and hadn't even had time to see where Katie was.

A cold, even slightly hoarse, female voice suddenly came from the shadows in the corner of the room:

"Mr. Lin, are my mom's lips moist?"

"Um?"

Lynn stopped abruptly, his mind momentarily blank, and looked in the direction of the sound with a look of astonishment.

For a moment, I didn't understand what Katie meant.

Kaka-

The next moment, the swivel chair in the corner slowly turned.

With the faint light filtering in from the corridor, Katie could be vaguely seen curled up in a chair, hugging her knees.

Those bloodshot, staring eyes looked particularly eerie in the dim light.

"Stop playing dumb, Lin."

Katie forced a smile, her voice trembling yet carrying a chilling hysteria:

"I saw all the disgusting things you two did at the stairwell last night."