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

Haidilao.

The second-floor luxury private rooms.

Feeling Lynn's breath against her face, Annie was terrified.

But at that moment, she suddenly felt a hot and hard chest pressed against her back.

That familiar tobacco scent, mixed with her deadly body odor, instantly enveloped her like an invisible net.

Almost the instant she felt that heat, Annie seemed to have some extremely sensitive switch flipped.

Every muscle in my body is uncontrollably tense.

Including but not limited to smooth muscles, pelvic floor muscles, sphincter muscles, etc.

Anyway, everything that could be tightened was tightened.

A strange sense of shame quickly swept over her, making her feel weak all over.

But her instincts as an outstanding police academy graduate allowed her to regain control of the situation just a second before losing her temper.

A hint of shame and anger flashed across Annie's eyes.

Using her muscle memory, she suddenly raised her elbow and struck backward with force!

She showed no mercy in this attack.

If it lands squarely, it will hit Lynn's vulnerable neck.

It is enough to render any strong adult man incapable of fighting on the spot.

However, whether it was because the strange tingling sensation had drained her strength, or because she was so intoxicated by the irresistible fragrance that her movements became distorted.

This fierce elbow strike was actually caught steadily in mid-air by a pair of large hands.

Annie's beautiful eyes widened suddenly, and before she could react, she was suddenly pulled by a clever force, and her body staggered.

Lynn unexpectedly took the initiative and firmly imprisoned him in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Lynn leaned forward, one hand on the floor-to-ceiling window, creating a sense of oppression.

Looking down at the blushing policewoman in his arms, a wanton smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"Officer, you're really angry. What, are you going back on your word after accepting such a big gift?"

From Lynn's angle, one can clearly see Annie's long, white, swan-like neck.

You can even see fine beads of sweat forming due to nervousness.

She exudes an irresistible charm from the inside out, enough to make any man want to become her devoted admirer.

At such a close distance.

The deadly scent emanating from Lynn intensified, rapidly eroding her remaining sanity.

Annie bit her red lips, forcing a defiant retort: ​​"You...you still haven't stated your conditions!"

Upon hearing this, Lynn suddenly smiled.

His chiseled face drew close to Annie's, until their noses almost touched, before he murmured, "My conditions... you should understand."

At this distance, where even breathing feels almost mingling, the level of ambiguity in the air has reached its ignition point.

Whether it's a man facing another man or a woman facing another woman.

At this distance, either they're about to start fighting, or... they're about to kiss.

At that moment, with her thoughts churning and primal desires running through her mind, Annie, as if possessed, chose the latter.

At a certain moment.

She suddenly made a firm decision, as if she had made up her mind.

Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed Lynn's head, closed his eyes, and kissed her fiercely!

"hiss……"

The moment their lips met, Annie bit down hard on Lin's lower lip without any strategy.

The slight stinging sensation brought a glimmer of clarity to Lynn's eyes.

But soon, Lynn raised an eyelid and bit the other person's tongue hard!

Before Annie could even cry out, it charged forward with overwhelming force.

For a moment, only the rapid, heavy breathing of the two people remained in the large private room.

The red oil in the Mercedes-Benz hot pot next to it was still bubbling away, and the broth was almost boiled away.

But the two people by the window were completely unaware, utterly absorbed in the kiss.

During the breathtaking French kiss, Lynn's hands also became restless, slowly sliding down Annie's slender waist.

Her left hand slowly moved down, reaching through the hot pants to tug at the lace trim!

There was a soft "snap" sound.

Without a doubt, it was the sound of fabric rebounding.

"Hmm!"

The sudden restraints made Annie open her eyes abruptly, her gaze filled with shock and embarrassment.

I don't know where the strength came from, but he slapped away Lynn's messy hand and pushed him away forcefully.

But Lynn only took half a step back before pouncing again like a cheetah eyeing its prey.

Annie's breath hitched, her heart pounded like a drum, and she instinctively closed her eyes again.

She slightly raised her chin, seemingly preparing to receive a second wave of passionate kisses.

However, the next moment, she was completely stunned.

Lynn did not kiss her lips.

Instead, she turned her head and pressed her warm lips directly onto her fair neck.

While I was still in a daze, a slight stinging pain quietly came over me.

When Lynn looked up, a conspicuous strawberry mark was already clearly visible.

It's like being branded with some kind of secret and domineering exclusive badge!

"Ah! This..."

Annie felt as if her head was exploding and buzzing.

Such an obvious mark, what if someone sees her at the police station tomorrow...?

"you!"

Just as she was about to scream in shame and anger, her lips were once again forcefully sealed by Lynn.

"Mmm..."

Annie struggled symbolically, pounding Lynn's shoulder a few times, but quickly went limp again, as if all her strength had been drained.

After several minutes of tender entanglement, the two reluctantly parted ways.

Compared to the decisive and efficient policewoman she had been before, Annie's eyes were now hazy and slightly red with moisture at the corners.

Her breathing was erratic, and she bit her lower lip tightly, completely oblivious to the world around her.

Just then, Lynn pursed her lips, still wanting more.

Immediately, she abruptly lifted the hem of Annie's shirt and slipped inside!

Sensing that dangerous chill, Annie cried out in alarm, "No!"

One minute later.

Covered in saliva, Annie suddenly unleashed astonishing strength, shoving Lynn away forcefully.

She hurriedly pulled down her shirt, adjusted her mask, and fled from the French windows like a startled rabbit.

Her delicate face was already as red as a Boston lobster.

Lynn did not continue to pursue, but leaned lazily against the windowsill with a look of reminiscence on her face.

Mmm, it tastes like White Rabbit candy, and it's sweet.

"Um... I have urgent business at the station, I have to go now!"

Annie didn't dare linger for even a second. She hurriedly left a message, turned around, opened the door of the private room, and prepared to flee.

"etc."

Lynn tilted his head slightly, sizing up the woman who exuded a captivating aura before him, and slowly reminded her:

"Officer...it seems you haven't agreed to my condition yet."

Upon hearing this, Annie stopped in her tracks, turned around, and stared wide-eyed: "Wasn't that... your condition!"

Lynn blinked her innocent eyes and spread her hands:

"I never said that was my condition. Besides, officer, you were the one who stuck out your tongue first."

Annie was completely stunned.

She never imagined that this man could be so shameless!

They took advantage of us and now they want to renege on their debt!

"You...you're shameless!"

Annie gritted her teeth, glared at Lynn, and stormed off.

Seeing the usually tough policewoman displaying such a coquettish and feminine demeanor, Lynn was in a great mood and called out towards the door:

"Remember to wait for my call! Even if you don't agree to the conditions, I'll still give you this big gift!"

"roll!"

From the far end of the corridor came Annie's furious and exasperated voice.

……

After Annie left, Lynn stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a lingering, unsettling expression on her face.

Although I didn't get to eat fish tonight, I'm still quite satisfied.

Click!

He lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

Lynn looked through the smoke at the neon-lit Rusty Anchor Bar below and let out a cold snort.

"This is just the beginning..."

at the same time.

[Affection Value +10]

[Affection Value +10]

Lynn's fingers, which were holding the cigarette, paused slightly.

Immediately, the corners of his mouth curved upwards even more.

……

It was already late at night when Lynn drove his eight-handed Camry back to Lighthouse Hill community.

The streets were deserted, with only the dim yellow streetlights casting long shadows on the trees.

Lynn parked the car and stood in front of the lawn, raising his head and scanning the area ahead.

As expected, a dim, ambiguous wall lamp was still lit in Mrs. Hill's first-floor bedroom and Katie's second-floor room.

The halo seemed to carry a kind of inviting yet reluctant invitation.

Clearly, both mother and daughter were secretly waiting for his arrival.

Lynn stroked his chin, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

The anger that was stirred up by Annie just now definitely needs to be released somewhere.

But the current problem is whether to go to the first floor or the second floor tonight.

Should we go to the first floor first and then the second floor? Or should we go to the second floor first and then the first floor?

After a brief moment of deliberation, Lynn quickly made a decision in his mind.

It would be safer to go to the first floor to find Mrs. Hill tonight.

After all, Mrs. Hill is experienced and knows when to advance and retreat; she often knows which tactical combination to switch to with just a glance.

In contrast, while Katie is youthful and invincible, she is still too young after all.

Some technical aspects still require a long period of time to develop and refine.

With that in mind, Lynn quickened his pace without further hesitation.

"Squeak—"

Just then, the door to the next room was gently pushed open.

Lynn instinctively turned his head to look.

A plump woman wearing a tiger face mask and cartoon cat ear headbands was seen slowly walking out carrying a bag of trash.

A night breeze was blowing, and the woman was wearing a men's white shirt that was clearly a size too big, with the hem just barely covering the top of her thighs.

As she moved, her pair of white, plump, and straight thighs swayed so brightly in the night that they made one dizzy.

As the woman drew closer, Lynn raised an eyebrow and recognized her.

The other party was none other than Park Soo-yeon, the Third Holy Mother whom I had bumped into on the street earlier that day!

He almost didn't recognize him after he took off his iconic Lululemon yoga pants!

As Lynn sized up the other person, Park Soo-yeon also noticed Lynn standing on the lawn.

For a moment, she paused slightly, her expression becoming somewhat unnatural.

But she quickly returned to normal and continued to sway her hips as she went forward to throw the garbage bag into the roadside trash can.

After doing all this, Park Soo-yeon's alluring fox-like eyes curved into a smile as she took the initiative to greet Lin En:

"Mr. Lin, you're getting off work so late?"

"Yes, I'm a bit busy."

Lynn nodded perfunctorily, but her gaze swept undisguisedly over the hem of the shirt that barely covered the shapely curves of the woman's figure.

Undoubtedly, this casual, relaxed style of dressing at home subtly stimulated his reproductive instincts.

"Um?"

Lynn suddenly sniffed and keenly detected an unusual scent.

It had a very distinctive hormonal scent, mixed with a faint hint of banana.

As a seasoned veteran driver, he knew all too well what this flavor represented.

When my gaze swept over Park Soo-yeon's fair neck, still glistening with fine beads of sweat, and the fleeting glimpse of her skin peeking out from beneath the wide collar of her shirt, it was truly breathtaking.

Lynn smiled knowingly, his tone slightly mocking:

"It seems... Ms. Park quite likes to 'exercise' at home late at night, sweating so much."

Upon hearing this, Park Soo-yeon was taken aback for a moment.

When she followed Lynn's gaze to her extremely free and rosy chest, she instantly understood the hidden meaning in Lynn's words.

Although you can't see the specific color of the face through the mask.

But a blush was visibly creeping onto her exposed ears.

However, this mature Korean wife did not cover her chest in shame and indignation like a little girl.

On the contrary, instead of deliberately concealing herself, she slightly puffed out her impressive assets and asked with a flicker of her eyes, "Then... Mr. Lin, do you think it looks good?"

This rhetorical question carried a strong provocative tone, causing Lynn to raise an eyebrow.

interesting.

However, before Lynn could delve deeper into this dangerous topic...

From the half-open door next door, a man's voice suddenly came from that room: extremely annoyed and impatient.

"Damn it! How long are you going to dawdle while you're taking out the trash? Get back here right now!"

Lynn's gaze followed that direction.

There stood a man with a typical Korean placenta hairstyle, shirtless and somewhat overweight, standing at the doorway.

The man was staring at them with a gloomy expression, his eyes revealing deep displeasure.

It was obvious that the oversized men's shirt Park Soo-yeon was wearing belonged to this man.

Upon hearing the man's reprimand, the alluring smile in Park Soo-yeon's eyes vanished instantly.

"See you later, Mr. Lin."

Park Soo-yeon whispered something to Lim Eun in a hurry and then quickly walked back in her slippers.

Watching Park Soo-yeon's departing figure, Lin En shrugged indifferently.

He naturally couldn't be bothered with other people's family affairs.

Besides, he has an even more important battle to fight tonight.

Shaking his head, Lynn pushed open the door and went inside.

……

At the same time.

As soon as Park Soo-yeon stepped into the entryway, she closed the bedroom door behind her.

The man who had been swaggering and aggressive just moments before suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon, immediately adopting a fawning expression and hurrying forward.

"Wife, I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

The man rubbed his hands together, lowered his head, and admitted defeat: "I didn't mean to yell at you just now, but I saw you chatting and laughing with that guy from Dongda University outside, and it made me feel a little uncomfortable..."

"Ha! Useless piece of trash."

Park Soo-yeon sneered, giving the man no face whatsoever.

She shoved the man blocking her way, swayed her ample hips, and went straight to sit down on the sofa in the living room.

He picked up the ice water on the table and gulped down a large mouthful, as if trying to suppress some indescribable irritation in his heart.

Then, she gritted her teeth and placed one of her small, white feet, painted with red nail polish, high on the coffee table.

His gaze, cold and imposing, swept over the man standing to the side, and he uttered a few words in a chilling tone: "Come here, kneel down!"

Upon hearing this, the man's face stiffened, his lips twitched, and he muttered softly, "Wife, didn't we just finish...?"

"Shut up!"

Park Soo-yeon's face darkened as she recalled the disastrous experience in the bedroom, and her anger flared even more.

He grabbed a cushion and threw it at the man's head while cursing loudly:

"You're done in three minutes? What about me?! Stop talking nonsense! Get over here!"

Faced with his wife's domineering pressure, the man felt aggrieved but dared not speak out.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and slowly knelt down beside the coffee table like an obedient puppy.

Before even starting work, my tongue was already showing signs of cramping.

"call……"

A few minutes later, Park Soo-yeon's fox-like eyes gradually became hazy.

She tilted her head slightly back, and her fair toes involuntarily tensed up slightly.

In the dim light.

The face of her useless husband gradually blurred before her eyes.

Instead, Lynn's face was sculpted like a chisel...

……