It wasn't an apple that hit Newton.

In addition to the refined temperament cultivated through years of artistic and intellectual training, as well as the added advantage of being a celebrity, she often attracted the attention of many men when attending events such as dinner parties and dances.

Most importantly, this scumbag woman has no sense of responsibility or guilt whatsoever! If she really wants to have a purely physical relationship with him in this foreign country, he will find it hard to find a reason to refuse.

But if you insist on him wearing women's clothing, then I can only apologize.

"Of course it's important."

Hook said with extreme self-righteousness, "In my eyes, men are the filthiest and dirtiest beings in the world. Just touching them makes me feel physically uncomfortable."

That's pure self-deception! Even if I wear women's clothes, I'm still a man! A purebred man!

Li Cheng couldn't help but complain, "Since cross-dressing is so important, why don't you find a man you find pleasing to the eye to wear cross-dressing? I think it's better if we just maintain a pure friendship."

"Different."

Hook frowned slightly in disgust: "Do you think I'm that kind of promiscuous woman?"

Miss Hook is not a casual person; she doesn't think anyone can just change into women's clothing.

On the contrary, precisely because she is a female ketone, she is not easily swayed by mere appearance or hormones; instead, she is extremely picky.

In other words, Li Cheng's very existence piqued her interest, coupled with the shy (fear of being discovered) yet stubborn (uncomfortable being pinned against the wall by a woman) personality of Miss Papaya in women's clothing, and the addition of a cute little sister rice bowl.

"It's not very convincing for someone who keeps talking about wanting to have a harem to say that."

Before Hook could retort, Li Cheng casually changed the subject, saying, "By the way, didn't you come to Paris to pursue Harley? How's it going lately?"

"Harley has been keen on recording celestial phenomena lately, often staying up all night and catching up on sleep during the day."

Hook's expression immediately turned sour, clearly frustrated: "Our schedules don't match. I've tried to go see her during the day several times, but she's always taking a nap. I can't even get her to go out with me."

"Pfft-"

Li Cheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Hook, quite annoyed, stomped on Li Cheng's foot again, this time with a bit more force, but unfortunately, with her meager strength, she could hardly cause any damage unless she upgraded her weapon and replaced her leather boots with those pointed high heels.

Haha, men are all the same, filthy and ugly, all they know is how to gloat.

Miss Papatty is better.

However, the effort to persuade the filthy man in front of him to change into women's clothing completely failed. His refusal was so firm that it would be difficult to find a way to get him to agree in the short term.

Since that's the case, we'll have to find another way to meet Miss Papati.

Hook suddenly started staring intently at Li Cheng, his eyelids drooping without blinking.

She was trying to use her imagination as an excellent painter to imagine that the person sitting in front of her was not the ugly man Li Cheng, but Miss Papaya with stubborn eyes and beautiful red hair.

It's difficult in some ways, but not difficult in others.

After all, the two are actually just one person. With just a slight modification to the eyes and facial features, and a change of clothes, the Miss Papati who captivated her could reappear in this world.

The difficulty lies in the fact that this matter is genuinely quite difficult...

It may sound like nonsense, but it's really hard.

However, with her strong painting skills and associative abilities, Hu Ke's appearance gradually changed under her efforts... Her facial features softened, her skin became fairer, her eyes became firm, her tightly pursed lips pouted slightly, and her clothes were changed into an evening gown that best accentuated her figure.

And so at that moment, the world lost Li Cheng and gained Miss Papati.

Hehe, Papaya, my Papaya...

?

Looking at Hook, who was suddenly staring intently at him and occasionally revealed a hint of infatuation in his eyes, Li Cheng felt a little uneasy.

What's going on? He was perfectly fine just a moment ago, how come he suddenly acts like he's possessed?

"Hey, are you alright?" he asked.

"Don't speak."

Hook interrupted abruptly.

The moment he opened his mouth, the image of Miss Papati that I had painstakingly conjured up vanished instantly, and a man's sullen face reappeared before my eyes, a stark contrast that was incredibly annoying.

"Can......"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Cheng felt as if he had been kicked hard again, most likely as a signal to shut up.

Hey, hey, hey, how many kicks is this?

Li Cheng looked displeased. One or two kicks would be one thing, but how many kicks have you done? Does this mean you can stomp on my shoes without me having to wash them?

But it would be too ungentlemanly to retaliate, so he bent down slightly, stretched out his arm, and seized the opportunity to touch those two swaying long legs, as a form of revenge.

It's definitely not because my pants moved just now.

hmm~

Although it's not quite real to touch through the long skirt, it's still soft and feels great.

Li Cheng withdrew immediately, his expression remaining impassive.

He expected the woman to be very averse to it and might say something unpleasant, so he quickly withdrew his touch and didn't dare to touch her again. But after waiting for a while, the office remained quiet, and no one spoke at all.

Li Cheng looked up to observe Hu Ke and found that she was not only not frowning to suppress her discomfort, but was even widening her eyes, turning up the corners of her mouth, and breathing faster, with an excited expression.

From Hook's perspective at this moment, it turns out that the shy Miss Papati was actually secretly touching her thigh under the table.

—He actually took the initiative to tease her; he's so adorable.

It can only be said that having too much imagination is not necessarily a good thing; right now, she's really too immersed in the role.

what's the situation?

Upon seeing this, Li Cheng slowly typed a question mark.

What happened to the promised female ketones?

Doesn't she feel uncomfortable all over when a man touches her?

They're touching your thigh directly. Even though it's not considered direct physical contact through a skirt, it doesn't seem uncomfortable at all; in fact, it looks a bit exciting.

Is it just that she says she can't touch men, but her body says otherwise?

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After waiting a while, Li Cheng confirmed that Hu Ke's face did not show any resistance; in fact, the corners of his mouth turned up and his pupils narrowed, indicating a rather excited reaction.

No response?

Then I'll keep touching it!

Li Cheng suspiciously extended his left hand again, but did not immediately retract it.

This time, things finally changed a bit. The two alluring long legs hidden under the table seemed to be unable to bear the disturbance and began to swing from side to side.

But as Hook made this move, Li Cheng was shocked to find that his palm was enveloped by two warm sensations on the left and right, as if he were sinking into a perfectly heated cotton ball.

The force was very light, causing no discomfort, so it was impossible to break free.

This experience also proved once again that women's thighs are indeed fuller than men's. Even though Hook is a thin woman, the flesh on her thighs is still soft and supple.

It's really soft, you can touch it if you don't believe me.

"So, what happened to the promised female ketones???"

Li Cheng was shocked by the situation and didn't know whether he should withdraw his hand.

His touching of her thigh was definitely a lewd act. Not to mention a woman, even a normal woman would be unable to stand it and would start making a scene, and might even give him a loud slap.

But Hook actually turned around and used his thighs to trap his hand...

Coupled with the slightly excited look in the girl's eyes, Li Cheng was momentarily unable to tell who was molesting whom.

Seriously, officer? How could a woman be molesting a man?

Li Cheng glanced up in confusion and noticed that the girl's eyes were sparkling with bright joy, as if she were immersed in a very beautiful dream, with the corners of her mouth turned up high.

Strangely, even though Hook's eyes were looking in his direction, Li Cheng felt as if Hook was looking at someone else, not him.

That's so weird.

Li Cheng felt this was absurd; there was absolutely no pleasure in being molested! On the contrary, for some reason, he had a faint feeling of being bullied, but he was all alone, so who was bullying him...?

He then coughed twice: "Ahem, Miss Hook, is there anything else?"

click-

As soon as Li Cheng uttered those words, the beautiful illusion shattered like a mirror before Hook's eyes, and the little match girl was returned to the cruel and cold reality.

Where was the lovely Miss Papaya, shyly mustering her courage to clumsily and awkwardly try to seduce her, only to be teased in return? There was only a disgusting, filthy man.

Miss Papaya?

He's a stinky man!

Just moments ago, Hook had been all smiles, but now his face was as dark as if it were about to drip water. His legs, which had been gripping Li Cheng's hands, naturally loosened their grip and stopped offering their soft embrace.

Her lips, 37 degrees Celsius, slowly parted, uttering two lines that were 0 degrees Celsius: "Yes."

Li Cheng looked at his hand, which still retained the warm touch of the girl's thigh, then at himself, and finally at Miss Hook, who suddenly looked disgusted. He was a little confused.

So what if it's there? Why has your attitude suddenly become so bad?

It was like this before. Does this mean that men are sentenced to prison for what they say?

Despite his doubts, Li Cheng was a very easy-going person. He calmly placed his hands on the table and asked in a gentle tone, "Is there anything else?"

"The third thing, Frank has found."

Hook said in a flat, businesslike tone, "The address is on the last page of that stack of papers."

"found it?"

Li Cheng's expression changed, and he quickly picked up the previous bill and flipped through it. Sure enough, he found an address marked "Frank" on the last page.

Frank.

His full name was Frank Lavoisier, and he was Lavoisier's father.

Li Cheng took some time off recently to go to the address Lavoisier had given him, intending to meet his father-in-law in advance. However, when he arrived, he found that the address was located in a small park, where pedestrians were leisurely chatting, joking, and sunbathing.

After asking around among passersby, he learned that the place had been demolished a year ago, and his father-in-law, who was supposed to live there, had naturally disappeared without a trace.

Because his dissolute daughter Lavoisier, who lived in England, hadn't been in contact with her family since their falling out, she was completely unaware of the matter. Li Cheng had no choice but to have someone inquire about his father-in-law's current address, in case he encountered domestic violence if things went wrong upon returning to Lincoln.