But before she could move, a somewhat familiar male voice came from beside her.
"Hehe, Aunt Zhang, you're awake?"
Hearing this voice, Zhang Yanfang's hand, which she was about to reach into her collar, froze in mid-air.
She then slowly turned her head toward the source of the voice.
"Hmm?"
"It's you, Long Shaocheng? Why are you in my house?"
Zhang Yanfang squinted at Young Master Long and spoke out in confusion.
"Hahaha, Aunt Zhang, are you confused? This isn't your house; it's mine."
As he spoke, Long Shaocheng slowly stood up and walked toward Zhang Yanfang, looking down at her with a mocking smile.
Especially at this moment, because her body was too hot, Zhang Yanfang's full, round breasts rose and fell with every breath she took.
The waves, tsk tsk, were particularly beautiful.
Wasn't it so?
A vigorous young man like Long Shaocheng was naturally drawn to the sight instantly, unable to look away.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yanfang was still thinking about what Long Shaocheng had just said while surveying everything inside the villa.
When she realized this indeed wasn't her home, she prepared to question Long Shaocheng about why she was here.
But before she could speak, Zhang Yanfang noticed Long Shaocheng's gaze. She quickly raised her hand to cover her chest, crying out in shame and anger.
"Ah!"
"Long Shaocheng, what are you looking at?"
"And why am I in your house?"
Zhang Yanfang seemed to have no memory of her previous unconsciousness, so she looked at Long Shaocheng, who was still staring at her, with total bewilderment.
"Hehe, Aunt Zhang, those things aren't the most important right now."
"The key question is, Aunt Zhang, doesn't your body feel very hot right now? Itchy all over? And completely weak?"
"How... how do you know?"
Zhang Yanfang asked subconsciously.
Long Shaocheng laughed happily: "Hahaha, Aunt Zhang, of course I know, because—hehe, I fed you some good stuff!"
"What? Long Shaocheng, what... what exactly did you give me?"
"What... what do you want to do?"
"Long Shaocheng, I advise you not to do anything reckless!"
On the surface, Zhang Yanfang feigned composure as she looked at Long Shaocheng, who was grinning wickedly at her.
In reality, her heart was already filled with extreme anxiety and terror.
From Long Shaocheng's words and his expression, Zhang Yanfang seemed to see a hungry wolf.
And a very lecherous hungry wolf at that.
What made Zhang Yanfang even more desperate was that her body couldn't muster even a shred of strength; she felt increasingly hot and restless, and certain parts of her body were becoming itchier.
Zhang Yanfang really wanted to reach out and scratch herself to feel better.
But the current situation didn't allow her to let herself go like that.
"Hehehe, Aunt Zhang, don't worry about what it is; it's good stuff regardless."
"Jiejie, Aunt Zhang, are you feeling very uncomfortable right now?"
"Do you really, really want a man?"
"If you want a man, you have to say so. Oh, wait, if you really need a man, then beg me. Beg me, and I'll satisfy you immediately. How about it? Hmm?"
By the last sentence, Long Shaocheng was already leaning down with a wicked grin, his hand reaching out to gently stroke Zhang Yanfang's mature, beautiful, and endlessly charming face.
In particular, Zhang Yanfang's body was writhing slightly due to the itching, adding a few more layers of allure.
This gave Long Shaocheng quite a visual impact.
Zhang Yanfang naturally tried to slap away Long Shaocheng's right hand as it stroked her face, looking at him with disgust.
But with her strength nearly gone, how could she push his hand away?
In this state, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she was just tickling him.
"Ah! Long Shaocheng, get lost! Get away from me, don't touch me!"
"You'd better let me go, otherwise when my son-in-law Ling Yu finds out, he definitely won't let you off."
Zhang Yanfang's original intention was to scare Long Shaocheng off. Unexpectedly, when Long Shaocheng heard this, his wicked grin instantly turned into a dark, fierce expression.
In the next second, Long Shaocheng grabbed Zhang Yanfang by the hair and slammed her head hard onto the sofa.
At the same time, he cursed: "Bitch, Ling Yu this, Ling Yu that. You're calling him so affectionately? You think that's going to scare me, huh?"
"Fuck, I'm definitely going to fuck you today, you bitch. I'm even going to film it and send it to that good son-in-law of yours, so he can see how his beautiful, charming future mother-in-law enjoys herself under me."
"I want him to see how his future mother-in-law is conquered by my prowess and how she cries and begs me for mercy."
At this moment, Long Shaocheng seemed to be triggered.
He grabbed Zhang Yanfang's head and slammed it repeatedly against the leather sofa.
Fortunately, the sofa was soft, so Zhang Yanfang wasn't killed outright.
Even so, she was left dizzy and her head throbbed with pain.
"Long Shaocheng, if you dare treat me like this, when Ling Yu returns, he will never let you off."
Unlike other women, Zhang Yanfang didn't cry and beg for mercy; instead, she responded to Long Shaocheng with defiance.
"Fuck, you bitch, you don't know what's good for you!"
"I'm definitely fucking you today. I'll see who can come to save you."
"Even if Jesus comes, he won't stop my determination to fuck you."
"I, Long Shaocheng, said it—it's no use even if Jesus comes."
As he spoke, Long Shaocheng let go of Zhang Yanfang's hair and began violently unbuckling his belt.
With those words, Long Shaocheng's belt was unbuckled and tossed aside.
Next, Long Shaocheng naturally began taking off his trousers.
It must be said that Long Shaocheng was very fast; his trousers were off within three seconds and thrown to the side.
And next, of course, was the final restraint.
For this, Long Shaocheng was even faster; in less than a second, his underwear was tossed aside.
Zhang Yanfang watched the whole process.
It wasn't that she wanted to see a man undress.
It was that she was already terrified to the extreme.
She forgot to turn her head; she forgot to cover her eyes.
Long Shaocheng couldn't be bothered to take off his floral shirt now, nor did he care that Snake Skin hadn't brought the camera yet. Seeing Zhang Yanfang staring at him made him even more excited.
Wasn't it so?
Long Shaocheng was about to pounce and taste the fragrance!
"Ah!"
"No, don't!"
"Get away, get away from me!"
"Help!"
"Can anyone save me?"
"Waaa, Hubby! Hubby! Ling Yu! Ling Yu! Save me!"
Seeing Long Shaocheng making a move to pounce, Zhang Yanfang panicked!
At this moment, Zhang Yanfang was completely desperate.
Am I really going to have my purity defiled by this beast Long Shaocheng today?
I don't want to, I really don't want to!
But who can save me?
Who???
At this moment, Zhang Yanfang's heart sank to the bottom as she watched Long Shaocheng prepare to pounce in despair.
"Fuck your mother!"
"Long Shaocheng, I'll fuck your mother! You Big-eared Freak, go to hell!"