"Ah, who’s keeping fish? Those are just friends."

Guan Xiaona exclaimed, holding her phone and hurriedly covering her big oranges.

But her eyes kept dodging.

"Alright, then let me see what you’ve sent to your friends?"

While she wasn’t paying attention, I snatched the phone from her hand.

Since it was still in photo mode, no need to unlock it, with a gentle swipe, I was in her chat interface.

"No! Give it back to me!"

Guan Xiaona panicked instantly and tried to snatch it back.

But there was no way I’d return it to her. I held the phone high and flipped through the messages she sent to others.

The one sent to someone nicknamed "Sunny Boy" was: "Brother, staying at a hotel with my girlfriends, so bored."

Attached was a photo of her and the view outside the window.

The one sent to someone nicknamed "Little Tornado" was: "What are you up to, little straight guy? Does this outfit look good on me today?"

Attached was a half-body photo with her hands cupping her face.

Messages like these totaled more than a dozen.

All accompanied by beautiful pictures.

And those men replied like crazy, clearly enticed.

But Guan Xiaona knew when to stop, keeping others hanging without further interaction.

"Senior, why don’t you go live stream fishing? You’ll catch all the Kissing Gourami."

"You’re despicable, can’t I chat with friends?"

Guan Xiaona was exposed by me.

The blatant shame.

Made her eyes instantly red.

"Alright then, if I hold you, does Shen Lingge have a problem with it?"

I grinned smugly, one hand landing on her uncovered big oranges, enjoying them fervently.

The seamless skin contact allowed me to clearly feel the tender smoothness.

The physical and psychological satisfaction was immense!

"No problem, fine, I won’t pursue it anymore, you can rub all you want now!"

Guan Xiaona couldn’t outmatch me.

She could only concede, even cooperating by allowing me to enjoy her big oranges.

"See, this would’ve been better earlier, but no, I won’t return your phone. I need to take some interesting shots."

I sneered, opening the photo mode on her phone again.

Realizing what I intended, Guan Xiaona’s face was full of panic: "You wouldn’t dare share us with my friends, would you?"

"Why not? Can’t I stand up for the fish in the pond?"

"Junior, I know I was wrong. Please don’t do this to me!"

Guan Xiaona cried out in panic.

Tears rolled down like raindrops.

But I wouldn’t believe those tears.

As a man, the most annoying thing is being treated like just another fish.

Moreover, I might merely be one of her fishes.

"It’s not that you know you’re wrong, but that you know it’s over for you."

I snorted coldly, promptly taking a few photos of her.

The big oranges on her chest were in plain sight.

And still in my grasp.

Guan Xiaona was about to lose her mind, trying once more to grab it.

But how could she match my strength? Instead, I pinned her by the waist, pressing her against the window glass.

Her face pressed tightly against the cold glass, her two big oranges squashed.

Her firm, rounded buttocks slightly perked up toward me.

Completely unable to move.

She could only whimper softly: "Junior, didn’t you see, I only texted you to come to the hotel?"

I was taken aback!

I checked her chat history once again.

Indeed, she had only messaged me to come over and hang out.

"Could it be that you have a special affection for me, treating me differently?"

I was a bit skeptical.

"I told you already, no one besides you has touched me like this, and only the photos sent to you were this revealing."

Guan Xiaona bit her lip, extremely aggrieved.

"Alright, if you say so, then I’ll delete all these friends to free you from the title of a green tea senior!"

No matter what, she was still untouched.

Judging from her previous reactions, it seemed she indeed hadn’t let other men touch her like this.

Giving her a chance was still feasible.

"This..."

Guan Xiaona wasn’t prepared for this.

"Looks like I’ll have to try sending one first."

I immediately sent the photos I just took to the person nicknamed "Sunny Boy."

Then opened the video mode, leaning closer to her from behind.

Now, the tent in my pants brushed against her perky lychee underwear.

Hiss!

I was originally going to record a video.

But almost went weak in the knees.

Though separated by layers of fabric, her buttocks were so firm and tender...