"Let's not do this. If he comes back and sees us, it's over," Chen Yaqian struggled.
"Hehe, if he comes back, so be it. Worst comes to worst, I'll confront him head on. Today, I'm determined to have you in the kitchen. We haven't done it here yet," he said with a lecherous laugh.
Shao Dazhi, bold and audacious, ripped Chen Yaqian's clothes off.
He quickly stripped off his own clothes in no time at all.
Soon, unspeakable sounds echoed from the kitchen.
...
After a fierce round.
They got dressed, and He Chengan had not yet returned.
"How come He Chengan isn't back yet? Wasn't he just going to buy a bottle of liquor?" Shao Dazhi lit a cigarette for after the act.
"I don't know. Why don't you give him a call? I'll start cooking," Chen Yaqian said with a face full of satisfaction, tying her apron and starting to cook.
