Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 471 - 466: Mature Woman Enthusiast

Chapter 471: Chapter 466: Mature Woman Enthusiast

When a girl taps into her intuition, her imagination is second only to Van Gogh; when she catches a cheater, her IQ is second only to Einstein; when she suffers from a broken heart, her writing is second only to Mo Yan; and when she gets angry, her combat strength is second only to Ultraman! Tsk tsk, as for a woman in the throes of spring, who knows...

By the time Lin Zifeng got out of the taxi, Mu Yang had already been waiting at the gate of her home for quite some time.

Seeing Mu Yang dressed in a revealing outfit today, Lin Zifeng secretly cursed in his heart that this wasn’t good.

She’d dressed up deliberately to make her charm more outstanding, more attractive.

Mu Yang had deliberately dolled herself up super sexy today!

A pair of high-standing, full breasts were squeezed under a pink latex bra cup, leaving much lush, delicate skin exposed to the air. Her upper outer garment was a sleek, waist-sculpting pink dress, inside which she slowly wore a belly-baring black tank top, the top’s round neckline showcasing an enthralling cleavage shimmering and rippling.

Two snow-white, long legs under the cover of a hip-hugging little black skirt spurred endless imagination, especially when Lin Zifeng glanced toward the ends of those legs, Mu Yang subconsciously clamped her thighs, with a pair of patterned purple high heels decorated her feet, making this sexy and charming woman extremely tempting and enchanting.

An outfit that’s a mix of OL office ladies style with casual touch, although somewhat eclectic and alternative, it did not lack elegance.

Seeing Lin Zifeng not far away, Mu Yang disclosed a sweet smile and waved at him.

Lin Zifeng, with his head down, paid the taxi fare and then walked over.

Mu Yang was visibly a little excited, having not seen Lin Zifeng for many days, she indeed missed him.

Mu Yang, her delicate feet quivering, with her fair and slender ****, stepped in her little high heels and slowly approached Lin Zifeng, hooked his arm with one hand, tilted her lovely head, and chirped, "Missed me?"

"No..." Lin Zifeng shook his arm, but Mu Yang was holding on tightly. He couldn’t shake her off at all.

"I missed you." Mu Yang’s honeyed voice was indeed very bone-tingling, only Lin Zifeng didn’t harbor such adoration for her, yet his eyes inadvertently swept over the exposed skin inside her round neckline.

"Does it look good?"

"Yeah, it looks good." Lin Zifeng nodded embarrassingly.

"If it looks good, let’s go home and have a proper look, how about that? I’ll give you enough to see at home, sister will satisfy you, what do you think?" Mu Yang’s fragrant body kept rubbing against Lin Zifeng’s arm, suddenly making him feel an almost imperceptible yet thrilling sensation.

"For real?" Lin Zifeng’s eyes suddenly lit up.

"For real!" Mu Yang exclaimed excitedly and coyly.

"This isn’t quite appropriate, is it?" Lin Zifeng’s face turned a little ashen all of a sudden.

You can’t say he didn’t have many days without resolving certain male physiological issues.

"Teehee, getting horny, aren’t you? Thinking dirty thoughts, huh?"

"No, no, wasn’t it you who said you’d let me see?" Lin Zifeng said.

"Look at you, all flustered. Come on, let’s go home with sister first." Mu Yang grabbed his big hand and giggled.

All the way, the pairing of the two attracted many envious, jealous, and resentful gazes.

Of course, most of those gazes were envious and jealous, as if a beautiful, vivid flower was plugged into cow dung.

Lin Zifeng didn’t care anyway.

In his own terms, I’m just a flower vase.

I’m a flower vase, and flowers need to be ’planted’!

Hooking onto Lin Zifeng’s arm, Mu Yang seemed in a particularly good mood today, at least not downcast.

"By the way, didn’t you say you were sick?"

Lin Zifeng asked.

"Oh! Uh, haha, sister got lovestruck, but now that you’re here, suddenly my sickness is all better."

"Oh! Your sickness really is strange, isn’t it?" Lin Zifeng said, nodding his head as he suppressed a chuckle.

"Let’s go, let’s go, it’s so hot outside, and sister has already made soup for you. Let’s go home and drink it," said Mu Yang with a delicate air, her entire body seemingly devoid of any strength, leaning heavily on Lin Zifeng the whole way.

Feeling the swell of her chest rubbing against his arm, Lin Zifeng didn’t say anything, instead, he was quite happy to enjoy the sensation.

It wasn’t until they were in the elevator that Mu Yang, suppressing a sexy smile, lightly parted her cherry lips to ask, "Didn’t you say you were sick too? What’s uncomfortable about you?"

"I, I feel uncomfortable all over," Lin Zifeng said, but internally, he was bitterly smiling to himself, ’I feel uncomfortable just looking at you.’

"Uncomfortable all over? Could it be that you’re missing your sister here?" Mu Yang gave a foolish smile, her flirty and charming demeanor was simply a man’s downfall.

Lin Zifeng didn’t speak because he knew if the conversation continued like this, heaven knows what kind of seduction Mu Yang would subject him to later on.

I’m not someone who gives in easily—

"Come on, get inside. I made you a lot of bull penis soup today, with ’bullets’ in it," she said as soon as the front door opened, dragging Lin Zifeng by the hand toward the inside.

She hadn’t even entered but had already started chatting about bull penis, which caused Lin Zifeng’s heart to skip a beat, and quite embarrassingly, he nodded.

"Add, ’bullets’?" said Lin Zifeng, baffled.

He opened his mouth but found himself at a loss for words.

"What’s the matter? A big man like you, feeling shy?" Mu Yang’s enticing eyes gazed at him intensely.

"Just sit on the sofa for a while, watch some TV. I’ll go make the bull penis," she said, beginning to guide Lin Zifeng’s arm towards the sofa.

Lin Zifeng was just about to decline, but before he knew it, Mu Yang’s delicate, jade-like fingers had sealed his mouth, and with a lingering laugh, she said, "Today’s my birthday; stay and keep me company first."

"Birthday? Didn’t you already celebrate yours a while ago?" Lin Zifeng was frustrated. How many birthdays in a year could Mu Yang have?

"Giggle, after the solar calendar comes the lunar calendar," she replied.

"..."

Lin Zifeng fell silent.

He was left speechless.

Watching Mu Yang’s beautiful figure bustling about in the kitchen, Lin Zifeng wanted to seize the chance to slip away, but suddenly, Mu Yang squinted her eyes, ran out from the kitchen and, pointing at Lin Zifeng with a slender finger, giggled, "You’d better not think about escaping, okay?"

"Of course not, of course not," Lin Zifeng shrugged and said with an awkward smile.

He understood Mu Yang’s meaning, but if he were to continue getting physically involved with Mu Yang, he didn’t think it was the right thing to do. Not only would it harm her, but it would also be unfair to Nangong Bing, after all, wasn’t she his fiancée?

Although Nangong Bing never really acknowledged him as her cheap husband, their parents’ words of approval were still valid. Even if she had a hundred mouths, she probably wouldn’t be able to explain it clearly.

While Lin Zifeng was on the sofa, debating whether or not to get up and leave, Mu Yang came over, carrying a big pot, slowly and gracefully.

Her lovely face looked flushed from the steam of the hot pot.

The large pot in her little hands was steaming, making her jade hands turn a bit red from the heat.

Lin Zifeng hurried forward to help, taking the hot pot from her hands.

"Be careful, it’s hot," Lin Zifeng warned.

"Are you worried about me?" Mu Yang stuck out her tongue, the allure of such a mature woman, older than Lin Zifeng, was no less tempting than the allure of money.

Every man has a thing for an older woman, desiring to be looked after by someone a bit older than himself, and of course! Lin Zifeng was no different.