Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 1151 - 539: Urban Beauty, Pollution Outbreak!

Chapter 1151: Chapter 539: Urban Beauty, Pollution Outbreak!

Chen Xuan pretended to play with her phone, keeping an eye on her surroundings, ready to alert Wu Yuntao with a message if anyone approached.

However, the airport bathroom was quite secluded, and hardly anyone came.

"Ah, girls really need to learn to protect themselves when they’re out and about!"

Chen Xuan sighed as she looked at the little girl in the down jacket.

She sat like she was astride a large horse, her legs apart, perched atop the white-collar woman’s luggage. Using her tiptoes like paddles, she rubbed the floor, sliding forward.

Because she was so short and her legs so short, every time she "paddled," her tiptoes had to reach for the floor energetically, clumsy yet revealing a hint of adorable childish charm.

Chen Xuan, although the little girl’s face was tightly wrapped, could still see some bandages through the gap between the baseball cap and the mask.

This made her both envious and sympathetic.

She envied the fact that such a little child had already gone to Goryeo for plastic surgery, she must come from a rich family, and she felt sorry for her for having a foolish mother who made her undergo surgery so young,

suffering.

Wrapped up in a mess of thoughts, Chen Xuan continued to monitor her surroundings.

Actually, spying on female travelers in airport bathrooms was something that Chen Xuan, being a woman, could do more appropriately; it would have been easier to make excuses if caught.

But, first, although Chen Xuan did some despicable things, she felt that they didn’t break the law and, at most, would require some reprimanding.

The nature of spying was different, however.

Second, Wu Yuntao was a pervert; he liked to spy on people and was obsessed with and enjoyed the thrill.

"Shit, once I finish selling these stockings, I’m going to stop and find a decent job. Otherwise, if I keep going like this, my life will be ruined."

She said this, but every time she thought about working a week-long job, earning less than she did from selling a few stockings or making a few videos, Chen Xuan felt it was unfair.

If I don’t do it, Wu Yuntao will definitely find someone else. Wouldn’t that be a loss for me?

Chen Xuan felt uncomfortable.

Simply put, working was too tiring.

...

Wu Yuntao, experienced as he was, quickly slipped into the restroom, scanned it, and rushed into a stall.

The restroom was empty except for the stall next to him, which was closed, indicating it was occupied.

Wu Yuntao carefully stood on the toilet, just about to use the spying device to peek over to the next stall when he heard the sound of a door opening.

"Fuck, that fast?"

Wu Yuntao was frustrated as he listened to the sound of high heels striking the floor, remembering the sexy figure of the white-collar woman, he sneakily peeked at the other party.

He saw her!

The white-collar woman was standing at the sink, bending over to wash her hands.

Her pencil skirt accentuated a tight curve due to her pose,

very perky.

If slapped, it would feel absolutely thrilling.

His gaze drifted downward, Wu Yuntao savored the view of the woman’s flesh-colored stockings and beige high heels, then his eyes traveled upward, wanting to see her face.

"Please don’t be a backstabber."

Wu Yuntao muttered, praying for her to quickly remove her mask and wide-brimmed fisherman’s hat, eager to see clearly.

A few seconds later, Wu Yuntao got his wish, but he stiffened.

His face was a picture of shock.

What the fuck did I just see?

The white-collar woman’s head was wrapped in bandages, extremely tightly, like a ball.

The bandages were not clean, yellowed, stained, with fresh, deep-red blood on them.

As the white-collar woman removed her mask and fisherman’s hat, revealing her bandaged head, a rich stench of blood wafted over.

Ugh!

Wu Yuntao felt queasy, so he turned his gaze away from the unsettling sight, his gaze sliding back down.

This silhouette, now that’s really something!

"Could it be a botched surgery?"

Wu Yuntao wondered internally, deciding to still film a bit because this woman’s figure in her office lady attire was simply too premium, bound to fetch a good price.

After all, there are plenty of videos online without showing faces.

Wu Yuntao raised his device but froze again when looking towards the mirror above the sink, as he recognized that the white-collar woman had removed her sunglasses, but her eyes were still wrapped in bandages.

How could she see the road?

Wu Yuntao was baffled. The white-collar woman had walked completely normally just moments ago!

Odd!

But it was fine, she probably can’t see me, right?

Wu Yuntao grew bolder, but just then, as the white-collar woman washing her hands suddenly looked up toward the mirror above the sink.

Wu Yuntao’s partially visible head was reflected in the mirror.

Their gazes met.

"Damn it!"

Wu Yuntao felt a fear as if he had been targeted by an alien, his entire body numb, shivering briefly and then slipping.

Bang!

Wu Yuntao fell off the toilet.

Huff! Huff!

Wu Yuntao panted heavily, feeling nervous.

Even though her eyes were wrapped in bandages, he felt as if he was being watched.

Frequently treading by the river, how could one not wet their shoes? Wu Yuntao had been spotted by his spying victims before, and those women usually screamed, showed fear, and mostly chose to flee, with very few daring to confront him.

But this white-collar woman was different.

The moment she was seen, Wu Yuntao suddenly felt a sensation of "Fuck, I’m screwed."

Unbeknownst to him, this was the instinctive reaction from human genes, the instinct to avoid predators.

Click-clack! Click-clack!

The sound of high heels resumed.

Very sexy.

"She’s not screaming? Nor running?"

Wu Yuntao puzzled, a dazed expression on his face.