Catastrophe Card King

Just stepped out from the shower, adding to his sleekness.

Seven Brown saw him, naughty and in high spirits, yet she didn’t utter a word in disagreement. She only felt that he was a bit too close and muttered, “You are too close, it’s making it hard for me to dry my hair.”

Leonard Churchill also felt a bit inconvenienced, so he reached out and casually untied the bathrobe belt around Seven Brown’s waist.

Originally it was tied in a nondescript fashion, and with a swift pull, it came undone.

The loose bathrobe, without anything to hold it in place, swung wide open.

Nothing hidden top to bottom.

In the mirror, her sinuous body was already exposed.

The bathrobe parted, revealing a totally bare front, slightly cool.

Seven Brown looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes dancing with an unusual glint. She thought to herself: looks quite good, huh?

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that guy behind her, taking in the sight with great interest.

She glanced at him disapprovingly but didn’t say anything in the end.

Leonard Churchill looked at her mesmerizing body, not just enjoying the exquisite touch, but also thinking about other things.

This time, he felt it more profoundly, his logic was leaning more towards pleasure.

“There’s definitely something off with the Silver Moon Secret Skill…”

Leonard Churchill mused.

Practicing this secret art felt like taking supplements, it made him feel invigorated.

He wasn’t sure if this was considered as a side-effect.

However, not learning and mastering the Silver Moon Secret Skill was not an option, so he didn’t fuss over things he couldn’t change.

Now that the bathrobe was open, it became more convenient.

Seven Brown was in the process of drying her hair, so Leonard Churchill’s hands could wander around, touching, its clarity far surpassed the previous occasion on the motorcycle.

Every detail was under his fingertips.

Seven Brown, about this behavior… didn’t find it repulsive.

No intention of stopping the guy’s actions.

In fact, sometimes she would adjust her position slightly to accommodate him better.

But eventually, she found it inconvenient. So, she said, “Can you wait till I finish drying my hair?”

Just as she was about to finish her sentence, the bathrobe slid down from her shoulders onto the floor.

There was nothing covering her body now.

Avast expanse of beautiful skin was exposed to the air.

Seven Brown looked at her naked body in the mirror without the bathrobe for cover and snapped, “You…”

Even though there weren’t many taboos between them on an ordinary day, they have never been this open with each other.

Now, bare as day, not a sliver of privacy remained.

In the mirror, they looked at each other.

Seven Brown’s eyes were filled with a sense of resignation: just look all you want.

Leonard Churchill chuckled, his hand patting her perky backside as if he understood something, “Things are a bit different today, aren’t they?”

From the start, he had already sensed it, although daily intimacy between them was the norm.

However, today, clearly, Miss Rita was more condoning of a few oversteps.

Seven Brown wasn’t surprised that Leonard Churchill caught on, and admitted openly, “Yes. If you want to, just give it a try.”

Leonard Churchill gave her an inquiring look, “Oh?”

Seven Brown, without any hesitation, responded, “What if I die? You’d regret not sleeping with me, right?”

After a moment of silence, she nonchalantly shrugged and added, “Of course, I’d feel like I missed out too.”

Living life to the fullest was the predominant mindset among the residents of Sinless City.

Being brought up as a small-time gangster, Seven Brown didn’t feel strange saying this.

On hearing this, Leonard Churchill remained silent and just savored the words.

They pressed against each other, their body heats intertwining.

There was no chance to dry the hair now.

Seven Brown, looking at her reflection in the mirror, that guy had already wandered all over her body, and he was still full of energy. She asked, “You seem to be in quite a mood?”

Leonard Churchill countered, “What do you think?”

Seven Brown could definitely feel it. She raised an eyebrow, seemingly pleased,

” I thought you were only interested in someone with Aunt J ones’ s body.”

Leonard Churchill stayed quiet, smiling.

Suddenly, Seven Brown furrowed her eyebrows.

Leonard Churchill asked, “What’s wrong?”

Seven Brown shook her head, the unreadable expression on her face disappearing, “No, nothing. I just haven’t experienced this before.”

Leonard Churchill: “Oh.”