What a breathtaking spectacle.

Due to her mixed heritage, Fan Xian's skin was even whiter than the fairest of East Asians.

Chen Fang still remembered that the fairest skin he had ever seen must be that of Mo Zifei.

But Fan Xian before him was even more so.

It was also because of her mixed heritage.

Her "peaks" had a "base" that was a size larger than average, appearing quite magnificent.

As the saying goes, the bigger the foundation, the larger the house – this was undeniably true for her.

What was more important, was that these features were very round. Such colossal entities, without a hint of sagging, made one marvel at the creator's magic.

Underneath the left "mountain," the word "Slut" was written.

On the right, it bore the word "Whore."

Both were extremely derogatory terms.

"What's the problem? Is there something wrong?"

Seeing Chen Fang cease his movements, Fan Xian asked with a touch of embarrassment.

Conversely, Chen Fang was somewhat embarrassed as he said, "I'm sorry, Xian, I... I've never seen such grandeur before."

"If you like them, you can touch them," said Fan Xian in a very soft voice.

Chen Fang was taken aback and asked, "Really?"

"Yes, you've done so much for me; I should be thanking you."

A primitive urge surged within him.

If Chen Fang wanted, he could have spread his hand and covered them.

But he refrained.

Swallowing hard, he said, "No, I'd better continue getting them cleaned."

After speaking, he dipped the towel in cleaning fluid and started carefully washing Fan Xian.

The upper body was now clean.

Chen Fang thought it was over.

That was when Fan Xian suddenly said, "There's another spot."

"Another one? Where?"

Chen Fang paused and asked.

Fan Xian glanced downward.

She hesitated.

Then, gathering courage, she took off her trousers.

The steamed-bun shaped "slit of heaven" came into view once again.

Chen Fang furrowed his brow – the marks on her thighs had been cleaned, and there was visibly nothing on the inner side of her thighs. If there were still marks, where could they be?

While he pondered,

Fan Xian walked up to Chen Fang, spread her legs as if going into a horse stance, pointed to her lower body, and said, "It's on the inside."

The inside?

Chen Fang bent down and peered closer, but he didn't seem to spot any words.

Blushing, Fan Xian said, "You need to lie down and look up from the ground to see it."

Chen Fang didn't think too much of it.

He Lay straight on the ground, with Fan Xian's spread legs just in front of him. Then, she squatted down a little more, and as the beautiful butterfly almost made intimate contact with his face, Chen Fang noticed that indeed, two words were written on the "wings" of the butterfly.

The word "Whore" on the left.

And on the right, the word following 'A' in the alphabet.

These were also the most demeaning among the words that had been wiped away.

At this moment, Fan Xian,

was overcome with shame.

Because she had never imagined that she would display her most private part to another man in such an embarrassing posture. Throughout the process, she kept her face red and her lips pursed in silence.

The writing was not large,

But this area was more delicate.

As Chen Fang cleaned, he did so with the lightest pressure, wiping carefully bit by bit.

When the last letter was wiped clean, Chen Fang noticed that in the gap at the center of the butterfly, there had accumulated some glistening fluid.

It seemed that Fan Xian had been affected by the contact as well.

"It's all clean now, Xian," said Chen Fang as he got up from beneath her.

Fan Xian was mortified and at a loss for what to say for a moment.

After a pause, she asked, "Ah Fang, do you like my body?"

"Of course I like it; your body is the finest of the fine," Chen Fang said candidly.

Fan Xian pursed her lips and said, "If you want it, sister can give it to you."

After saying that, she quickly added, "Sister... sister isn't trying to seduce you on purpose, it's just... I feel like there's nothing I can do to thank you... If you want... sister will cooperate with you."

"Hahaha..."

Chen Fang burst out laughing.

Pointing to the leftovers on the table, he said, "Sister Xian, these dumplings you made for me are the best thanks of all. Your wounds still haven't healed, you shouldn't do any strenuous exercise, and besides, you've been busy all day, you should rest early."

At that moment.

Fan Xian didn't know whether to feel happy or disappointed.

Her eyes were slightly moist.

But she didn't want Chen Fang to see it.

She nodded and said, "Then I'll sleep on the sofa, and you can take the bedroom."

Chen Fang said, "Sister Xian, you should sleep in the bedroom. You're the patient, how could I let you sleep on the sofa? Come on, come on, no need to be polite with me."

With that,

He pushed and prodded Fan Xian into the bedroom.

There was no help for it, as the Bureau of Education dormitory only had one bedroom.

Chen Fang made do with the sofa for the whole night. The firecrackers kept him awake until the early hours when he finally fell into a deep sleep.

The next day dawned.

Chen Fang woke up rubbing his bleary eyes, and to his surprise, he found that the dining table had already been cleaned. Glancing at the bedroom door, he saw it was ajar.

Could it be that Fan Xian had already woken up?

Chen Fang got up and went to the bedroom door, where he saw the bedding had been neatly arranged and the pajamas she wore the day before were neatly folded on the bed.

Besides that, there was a note.

Chen Fang picked it up and saw it had just a few words written on it: "We will meet again."

Meet again?

Why would they meet again?

Chen Fang shook his head, not wanting to think too much about it.

Today was the first day of the new year.

First, Chen Fang called Li Duming to wish him a happy new year, then he made another call to Yang Yuanbo. After all, they were his leaders, and the proper courtesies could not be forgotten.

Having been busy for most of the year and now that he was on holiday, Chen Fang didn't plan to go wandering. He decided to rest well for the day.

Just as he was about to go back to the bedroom to catch some more sleep, there came a knock at the door.

Who could it be so early in the morning?

Chen Fang opened the door and was taken aback. Standing before him was a woman he didn't recognize.

The woman looked very young, only about twenty years old, maybe even younger. She was quite attractive and looked very pure. She wore a down jacket, and beneath it, the most trendy JK skirt of the moment, with a pair of black tights on her thighs, and she was holding a big bag in her hand.

"You are..."

Chen Fang frowned and asked.

The woman smiled and said, "Are you Director Chen?"

"Uh... I'm Chen Fang, may I ask what you need?"

Upon hearing that it was Chen Fang, the woman cheered and without waiting for an invitation from Chen Fang, she walked in and placed the big plastic bag on Chen Fang's table.

"No, miss, who are you? And do you need something from me?"

Chen Fang asked.

The woman didn't answer Chen Fang's question at all, but looked around the room with curious eyes, even peered towards the bedroom, and asked, "Director Chen, do you live in this small house?"

"Uh... yes, do you need something?"

Chen Fang asked again.

The woman walked over and sat down on the sofa, swinging her legs and said, "It's quite warm at home, I'm feeling a bit hot."

After saying that,

She took off her down jacket.

Underneath was a white shirt that matched the JK uniform.

But hers was very short, revealing her entire midriff.

"Miss, who exactly are you? Even if you're here to give new years greetings, I should at least know who you are, right?"

Chen Fang said.

The woman's gaze finally settled on Chen Fang as she said, "My name is Pi Shuang."

"Arsenic? What kind of name is that?"

Chen Fang was taken aback.

Hearing this, the woman laughed out loud and said, "My name is Pi Shuang, 'Pi' as in skin, 'Shuang' as in refreshing. My dad's name is Pi Yanping."

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