Qiu Tu's gaze swept over the tight shirt before landing on Tang Feifei.
At that moment, Tang Feifei was like a proud queen, expressionlessly strutting towards the bathroom while stripping off her clothes one by one.
White chest binder...
As each piece of clothing was discarded, by the time she reached the bathroom door, her body was completely uncovered, fully revealed to Qiu Tu for the first time.
Her neck had graceful lines, her breasts were full yet firm, the lines of her vest delineating captivating curves, and her muscles across her body were solid without losing a woman's softness. There was an indescribable wild beauty about her!
Reaching the bathroom door, she turned back and arrogantly smiled at Qiu Tu before pushing the door open and walking in.
Soon, the sound of "whoosh whoosh" from showering began in the bathroom.
Hearing that suggestive noise, Qiu Tu's mind seemed to conjure up images of Tang Feifei raising her arms to apply shower gel to her body.
Qiu Tu admitted, at that moment, he was indeed a little stirred.
'How can I be so unprofessional! All of this is for work! Work!'
With that thought, Qiu Tu diligently began to pick up Tang Feifei's clothes from the floor and neatly piled them on the nearby shelf.
After finishing this task, he approached the bathroom door, listening to the "whoosh whoosh" of the water and knocked, sincerely asking, "Director Tang, do you have a bath towel inside? Do you need me to bring it in?"
Qiu Tu praised his own spirit of service.
However, a cold voice from Tang Feifei came from the bathroom, "You can come in directly and scrub my back."
Qiu Tu's heartbeat sped up for a moment, and in the spirit of complete service, he tentatively asked, "Is it possible to scrub the front as well?"
The sound of the water inside seemed to pause for a moment. Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open, accompanied by mist, and a wheat-colored arm with droplets of water reached out from inside toward Qiu Tu.
But Qiu Tu wasn't about to let Tang Feifei catch him so easily. He dodged with a "haha" and laughed as he moved out of the bathroom's range, calling out from a distance, "Director, you wash up first, I'll wait for you outside."
After saying that, he hummed a tune and left the fitness room.
The wet wheat-colored arm hung in the air for a moment. Then a light laugh from Tang Feifei could be heard from the bathroom.
With that murmur, the bathroom door slowly closed and the sound of running water resumed...
After teasing Tang Feifei, Qiu Tu brought liquor and glasses to the lounge's living room.
He placed the alcohol and glasses on the coffee table, and then sat down on the sofa to wait for Tang Feifei.
Somehow, Qiu Tu always felt that his current relationship with Tang Feifei was akin to the dynamics he had with Liu Fuping today.
It was always the superior using power to coerce the subordinate into servitude with seduction.
'Indeed, those who do wrong will eventually face retribution.'
While thinking this, Qiu Tu propped his hands behind his head and rested his feet on the coffee table, blankly staring at the ceiling, contemplating the terms of his deal with Tang Feifei...
Lost in thought for who knows how long, as Qiu Tu was still immersed in his reflections, a fragrant breeze carrying moisture softly hit his face.
Qiu Tu snapped back to reality and turned to look, only to see Tang Feifei wrapped in a white towel with her wet hair, wiping it with a towel as she walked towards him.
She didn't even ask before sitting snugly against Qiu Tu.
From the sound made when her buttocks touched the sofa, one could infer the roundness and firmness of her behind.
Qiu Tu also felt the sofa sink, and it seemed his leg touched Tang Feifei's.
He felt that today's Tang Feifei had really gotten a hold of him.
'I can't let her set the pace!'
With this in mind, Qiu Tu picked up the square glasses from the coffee table, pouring drinks for both of them.
After finishing with her hair, Tang Feifei naturally took the square glass.
She looked at Qiu Tu with a half-smile, then sipped the drink. She didn't press directly but started with business matters, "So, how do you propose we cooperate more deeply?"
Seeing the conversation turn to business, Qiu Tu also relaxed a bit.
His facial expression gradually became serious, and then he said, "Jia Shu is up to something."
Tang Feifei glanced at him, "And what about it?"
Qiu Tu, "Is there a way to settle this once and for all?"
Tang Feifei paused, almost thinking she'd misheard, "You mean...?"
Qiu Tu raised his hand, making a downward slashing gesture.
She laughed, "If there were such an opportunity, do you think Yan Chen would still be alive?"
Upon hearing this, Qiu Tu looked at her in astonishment, "Yan Chen is alive because you can't beat him, right?"
Perhaps power is a taboo subject for Tang Feifei; upon Qiu Tu's words, a vein on her forehead throbbed, and she looked at Qiu Tu grimly, "Who told you I can't beat Yan Chen?"
Qiu Tu mentally noted "intelligence acquired" to himself.
He hadn't guessed wrong; this woman must be among the top in terms of martial strength in all of Xinjie City.
Tang Feifei continued, "It's one thing to be able to beat someone, another to have the opportunity to do so."
"Given Yan Chen's identity, to dare touch him would be to cut oneself off from the Sanctuary, not just completely giving up one's prospects there, but also facing pursuit from all the major Sanctuaries."
"Don't underestimate such a pursuit. Bear in mind that even ordinary people with firearms can harm regular Cataclysmics."