The Tempting Road to Becoming an Official

At this moment, Chen Fang was actually quite troubled as well.

Upon hearing Mei Yiru's suggestion, he asked, "Your place? Is it far?"

"It's not my house, it's the apartment I'm renting, just in the complex across the street."

There wasn't a better option at hand.

The two of them couldn't just keep "standing in punishment" here.

After thinking it over, he said, "Then I'll trouble you."

They both held their breath, glanced at each other, and then rushed into the rain.

Running to the bottom of the apartment building, they once again became drenched.

Entering Mei Yiru's home soaked, a cozy little nest came into view.

It was a one-bedroom apartment.

Not very big, probably only about thirty square meters.

A bed separated by a cabinet, outside is a small living room, which also has a not-too-large sofa, doubling as a dining area.

To the side, there is a very small kitchen and bathroom.

The entire room was clear at a glance.

"My parents' place is quite far from work, so I rented this place, it's not expensive, and it's convenient for going to work."

Mei Yiru said somewhat awkwardly.

"Did you really not get anything from your divorce from Chai Xijiang?"

Chen Fang asked.

Mei Yiru shook her head.

She said, "At that time, I just wanted to get the divorce over with quickly, I didn't ask for anything."

"What about the child?"

Chen Fang asked.

Mei Yiru shook her head bitterly.

She said, "In those years, he drank excessively to climb the ranks, and later when he went to the hospital, he was found incapable of having children, so he always claimed he was 'DINK'...

Upon hearing this.

Chen Fang still felt a bit heartbroken.

Mei Yiru had good prospects.

If not for Chai Xijiang, she would have had a good husband, a good family, but unfortunately, all this was destroyed by Chai Xijiang, or rather, by "power."

Such families are really quite common in the officialdom.

"Alright, stop standing there, I'll get you a towel, you can take a shower first."

Mei Yiru said, inviting him.

After all, he was a man.

Having been in the rain for so long, he feared Mei Yiru might catch a cold.

He said, "Sister Mei, you'd better go first, you wash first, and I'll go after."

Mei Yiru looked down and saw her clothes had become awkwardly transparent, so she didn't decline, and found a dry towel for Chen Fang to dry his hair before heading into the bathroom.

Standing there soaked, he couldn't stand nor sit comfortably.

Chen Fang started to look around.

Suddenly.

A pink little bag on the sofa caught his attention.

Curious.

He walked over and picked it up.

He loosened the drawstring that had just been tied shut.

An adult woman's "toy" appeared before his eyes.

Chen Fang felt a wave of embarrassment.

Just as he was about to put it back.

With a soft sound, the bathroom door opened, and Mei Yiru, drying her hair, said, "Ah Fang, it's your turn..."

But the rest of her words never had a chance to come out.

Because she also saw what Chen Fang was holding.

Her face flushed red, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say.

At this point, Chen Fang wished he could slap himself, wondering why he had to be so meddlesome.

"I... I'll go take a shower."

He could only put the toy back on the sofa and said to Mei Yiru.

Neither dared to make eye contact.

As Chen Fang went into the bathroom to shower, he was filled with regret, as a perfectly amiable situation now turned awkward for both of them.

Mei Yiru felt the same way.

She picked up the toy, just about to put it in the wardrobe.

Suddenly.

The shadow in the bathroom caught her attention.

The glass on the bathroom door was frosted glass.

Though not clear, when someone was inside with the light on, their shadow was still quite visible on the door.

The shape of Chen Fang showering was quite clear.

More importantly, the extra "leg" between his legs showed a vague outline.

In an instant.

An unusual feeling spread from her lower abdomen.

Considering, it had been over four years since she had touched a man.

In her thirties, it was just the age of need.

Being alone at home often aroused some desires, so she had bought this toy.

Now seeing Chen Fang's "silhouette", the dry firewood in her heart was like it had encountered a spark.

At this moment.

The sound of water stopped.

Mei Yiru quickly put the toy away.

This moment.

The door opened.

Chen Fang, wrapped in a towel, came out awkwardly.

There were no men's clothes on Mei Yiru's side, and her own clothes were too wet to wear, so it had to be this way.

Seeing Chen Fang's firm pectoral muscles.

And his powerful arms and calves.

Mei Yiru shivered.

Her face reddened again.

To avoid awkwardness.

She quickly said, "I'll wash your clothes and hang them on the windowsill to dry, they should be dry by morning."

After saying that, she darted into the bathroom.

Seeing this.

Chen Fang was embarrassed as well, quickly trying to stop her, saying, "Sister Mei, no need, no need, I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself..."

One with a towel, the other in pajamas, the two of them started tugging at each other in front of the sink.

And it was during this tug of war.

The clothes Mei Yiru was holding for Chen Fang fell to the ground with a plop.

Chen Fang wanted to squat down to pick it up.

Mei Yiru was a step faster.

She bent over in one fluid motion.

But no one expected an accident would happen at this moment.

The bathroom was already small.

The two of them were very close because of the tugging.

As Mei Yiru bent down, her hair brushed against Chen Fang's towel.

This was bad.

As she squatted down, the towel fell to the ground as well.

When Mei Yiru picked up the clothes and looked up.

The "weapon" between Chen Fang's legs bumped right into Mei Yiru's face.

Squarely in the face.

Mei Yiru froze.

Chen Fang froze too.

The scene was beyond awkward, especially for Chen Fang, who was utterly annoyed inside.

Just as he wanted to squat down and pick up the towel.

Suddenly.

A wave of warmth rose from between his legs.

Looking down.

He saw Mei Yiru had already reached out and grabbed the shaft.

"Sister Mei..."

Chen Fang was stunned for a moment and called softly.

"Ah Fang, I... I... I haven't touched a man for a long, long time, would you... let me touch it for a bit... just once..."

Mei Yiru raised her head, staring at Chen Fang with eyes full of longing.

Thinking of the toy on the sofa.

And knowing she's been by herself all these years.

It didn't seem to be a lie.

In this ambiguous environment, coupled with her five-finger "encroachment," and her enchanting face, a strong force within Chen Fang began to slowly release.

Mei Yiru's hand gripping the key felt the object inside start to expand bit by bit, the enormous size even made Mei Yiru's eyes widen...