Wang Ping and her husband, though a bit quirky, were a great advantage to someone like Wang Ping, a top-notch MILF whose husband often traveled for business. It allowed Chen An the opportunity to get close to her, which meant he was already getting a big break. There was no reason to be picky about their sexuality either.
Having gotten through it, Chen An didn't dwell too much; humming a tune, he headed back to his dorm. It was after the night self-study session, almost bedtime, so he hurried to the dining hall to grab a bowl of noodles before it closed.
Just as he was about to enjoy a few bites of the steaming noodles placed before him, he saw from the corner of his eye, a figure walking towards the entrance of the dining hall. That seductive silhouette was so familiar to Chen An that even in his busiest times, he couldn't help but steal a few more glances.
