Chapter 51: “Do you want it?”

Liao Jun was gone for a week.

After finishing up the club matters, he was called to be a judge, still out of town. It wasn’t particularly busy, but there were social obligations. Every night, they gathered to eat, drink, and even hired a few hostesses.

Liao Jun didn’t ask for one. He just lit a cigarette and the hostess moved closer to him, trying to pour him a drink. Liao Jun lifted his glass and told her, “Go over there.”

The hostess couldn’t hide her disappointment and moved to another table.

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It had been three days, and the silly woman only replied once, and he was the one who initiated the conversation.

Damn it, what happened to the clingy woman!

Liao Jun finished his cigarette, then opened WeChat to check. Chen Xiang finally replied. She was at home pickling cabbage, wearing pink gloves, with a photo showing Chinese cabbage wrapped in chili.

Not even a picture of her face.

Liao Jun felt unhappy. When other men go out, their wives shower them with affection, sending morning and night messages, even chatting on the phone to express their longing for their husbands.

But Chen Xiang, when he rushed to find her, sent a photo of spicy cabbage.

Did he want to see spicy cabbage? Damn it!

Liao Jun left early, he didn’t drink much alcohol. When he got back to the hotel, he immediately initiated a video call with Chen Xiang. Chen Xiang had just finished her chores and washed her hands before answering the video call. She seemed a bit uncomfortable, with flushed cheeks and sweat on her forehead.

During the day, she helped organize shelves at the supermarket, and in the evenings, she came back to do laundry and clean. She also pickled cabbage and radish. Every day was fulfilling for her.

“I’ve been here for three days already,” Liao Jun said, looking at her face, tempted to pinch it. “Didn’t you think to initiate a video call with me?”

Chen Xiang mumbled, “I… was afraid you were busy.”

“Busy with what? I don’t have any women around me,” Liao Jun complained like a nagging wife. “Everyone else talks on the phone every day, but not me.”

Chen Xiang said softly, “I… I’m sorry. I’ll start calling you tomorrow.”

Unable to stand seeing her feeling so distressed, Liao Jun felt the urge to tease her. He lay down on the bed and told Chen Xiang, “Take off your clothes, let me see your tits.”

Chen Xiang covered the microphone in shock and hurriedly ran to her brother’s room. Blushing, she said to Liao Jun, “Wait, wait until you come back.”

“I can’t wait,” Liao Jun replied. He lowered his underwear, flipped his phone, and showed Chen Xiang a clear view. A thick and sturdy shaft emerged from the dense jungle, surrounded by menacing veins. As he spoke, the c*ck occasionally bounced.

Chen Xiang took a quick glance and hurriedly covered the phone.

“Coach…” She covered her eyes, her voice trembling heavily, the image of that huge member stuck in her mind.

“Do you want that tight pussy to swallow this big c*ck?” Liao Jun masturbated, his voice husky and lascivious. “You little slut, do you want it?”

Chen Xiang involuntarily tightened her legs, feeling aroused by his words, her arousal evident in the wetness between her legs.