With her graceful and enchanting figure, if she stood naked in the middle of the dance floor, how many men would bow down for her?

They would gaze at her beautiful flower with lascivious eyes, and then realize that she was already in the throes of passion, with her flower juices dripping.

Maybe they'd even get an erection, talk dirty and nasty things while quickly stroking their cocks, jerking off and collectively shooting their stinking sperm at her.

It was just so slutty.

She slid her hand down along her pubic bone to where her clitoris was, rubbed it gently, and then dropped it to her inner thigh.

There was a wet, sticky transparent liquid on her hand.

Rather than having chaotic sexual relationships with a large group of men and satisfying her lustful and crazy sexual fantasies...

She wanted to find a man who loved her to the bone and would be with her forever.

He would accompany her as she floated and drowned in a sea of lust, drowning in orgasm after orgasm.

Han Qianya winked at the mirror, turned gracefully, and sat on the wall of the bathtub. The cool touch stimulated her itchy pussy, making her wish to find something to rub her lower body on so that she could climb up earlier on the pinnacle of bliss.

She put one foot into the bathtub, one foot on the floor, and straddled the edge of the tub.

The white and smooth bathtub wall, as she rubbed back and forth, separated the two delicate petals, grinding the sensitive and juicy flower core.

"Ah~" Han Qianya gasped delicately.

The familiar ringtone sounded, startling her and causing her to take a sharp breath.

Who could be interrupting her at this moment?

Seeing that familiar number, she raised an eyebrow and answered the call.

"Mr. S, this is the second time you've interrupted me." She feigned irritation, though it was more like she was pouting at him than accusing him.

Su Moqi didn't react for a moment, and after a second of stunned silence, he chuckled, "You're masturbating again... Tsk, I didn't expect your sexual desire to be so strong."

Han Qianya's little bum gently wriggled on the wall of the bathtub, pouting her rosy little mouth and muttering, "Yes, I do! I have a strong libido! What, you don't? It doesn't bother you, does it?"

He was the one who continuously interrupted her again and again.

Sitting on the swivel chair, Su Moqi played with a pen in his right hand. After confirming that the contract was fine, he signed his name on the paper.

She sure dared to speak so confidently...

He guessed she had no idea how painful it was to be proven wrong so dramatically.

"It's hard work being your man. Not only do I have to feed your little mouth on top, but I also have to feed your bottom one."

He didn't forget that she was a foodie. Despite knowing that she was allergic to mangoes, she still couldn't resist trying the mango mille-feuille...

On a late evening, all alone at home and suffering from a severe allergic reaction, instead of calling the emergency services (120), she dialed his number first.

"Mhm! If my man can't even handle this, then I'd rather be single. I can take care of myself and have everything I need!"

"Are you in the bathroom? I can hear water running."

"Yeah! I'm in the bathroom... Actually, I would really like to try having sex with a man in the bathroom." But, so far, she hadn't experienced a single man.

Su Moqi smiled, bathroom play? It seemed interesting.

"Besides the bathroom, where else do you want to do it?"

"A lot of places! The kitchen, the study, classrooms, etc... I don't think there's any point in having more since there's no men..."

She actually wanted to fall in love and find a boyfriend who had a strong body and was good at what he did, and to spend time together every day doing things she wasn't ashamed of.

But she still hasn't found the object of her affection. That man she saw this morning... it was probably impossible, right?

"Aren't I a ready-made man? Do you want to try video chatting naked today? Right here in the bathroom..."