Chapter 23: A Naughty Little Toy
So big!
So soft!
Chenyang had never felt a 36E before.
Bouncy and supple.
Too big to hold in one hand.
And Qin Fei’Er was incredibly sensitive.
In the two seconds his hand made contact, Chenyang felt the delicate peak pinched between his fingertips quickly harden. And after he gave it an instinctive squeeze, he felt Qin Fei’Er’s slender frame tremble twice.
Her alluring scent wafted around his nose as the beautiful legs beneath her skirt gently pressed together before his very eyes.
That, combined with the hazy look in Qin Fei’Er’s beautiful eyes, made Chenyang want nothing more than to pin this stunning creature to the bed and ravish her.
CLICK.
But just as he was lost in his fantasy, the soft sound of the cabinet door sliding off the bed and onto the floor snapped them both back to reality.
"Sorry, Aunt Qin."
"I should be the one apologizing. I was supposed to be holding the cabinet door steady."
Qin Fei’Er reluctantly pulled herself from Chenyang’s embrace and got up.
She had, of course, felt Chenyang’s subtle move just now, but she hadn’t felt the slightest bit of resistance to it.
In fact, the searing heat from his large hand had sent a shiver of excitement through her.
"There’s a screw that came loose from the door. I’ll drill a new pilot hole and reinstall it for you in a moment."
Chenyang lifted the cabinet door, set it aside, and then slipped into the gap behind the wardrobe to find the source of the strange noise.
Qin Fei’Er did indeed have ulterior motives for asking Chenyang to come help.
However, the strange noise coming from behind the wardrobe wasn’t something she had just made up.
She had been hearing a strange squeaking sound ever since she’d moved in.
Seeing Chenyang squeeze behind the wardrobe to search, Qin Fei’Er asked, "See anything? Is it a mouse?"
"There’s definitely something over by the corner. I have to get closer to see what it is."
"Be careful, then."
Qin Fei’Er was apprehensive; she was terrified of mice.
She wanted to get closer to help but didn’t dare. She even scooted toward the edge of the bed, poised to leap onto it the second a mouse appeared.
Chenyang stepped over to the area near the west wall.
In the corner by the dressing table, there was a fluffy, gray mass.
’Could it really be a mouse?’
Chenyang was skeptical. He didn’t think there would be critters like that in this apartment complex.
He boldly stepped forward and gave it a nudge with the tip of his shoe.
It was inanimate. It didn’t move.
As he nudged it, the fluffy gray thing tumbled aside.
But in that same instant, a noise suddenly started up—the sound of something vibrating and rubbing against a surface.
"That’s the sound."
"It really is a mouse, then?"
Qin Fei’Er had snuck a peek just now, seeing only the fluffy gray object.
The sound that followed immediately scared her so badly that her face went pale, and she leaped onto the bed.
Chenyang shook his head. "It’s not a mouse."
"Then... what is it? How can it move and make noise?"
"Um... it’s just a little electric toy."
By now, Chenyang had picked the object up off the floor and stepped out from behind the wardrobe.
The fluffy gray thing was a small, plush pouch. It was originally brown, but a layer of dust had turned it gray, making it look like a mouse at first glance.
As for the vibrating object, it was nothing out of the ordinary either.
It was a sex toy, similar to the one of Lin Xiaowei’s that Chenyang had found on the subway yesterday.
Lin Xiaowei’s was a bullet vibrator.
This was... oh no, it was half a vibrator!
It was purple, and only the front half was there.
Chenyang guessed the reason it had made that noise was that it hadn’t been turned off when it fell behind the wardrobe.
Or perhaps it had been turned off, but moisture caused the internal wires to short-circuit, starting the vibration. The continuous bumping against the floor and the wardrobe was what produced the squeaking, gnawing-like sounds.
When she saw the object pinched between Chenyang’s fingers, a deep blush instantly spread across Qin Fei’Er’s face.
She recognized it.
Both of them, in fact, were hers.
Not long after moving in, she had bought a set of self-pleasure toys.
One day, while she was... enjoying herself, a close girlfriend who was staying with her suddenly knocked and asked to come in.
In her haste to pull it out, it suddenly snapped—whether from poor quality or something else, she didn’t know.
With her friend about to enter, she didn’t have time to think. She just grabbed the broken half and the pouch for the toy and tossed them into the corner behind the wardrobe.
As for the other piece, still inside her, she waited until her friend left to remove and dispose of it.
She’d been so busy afterward that she’d completely forgotten about it.
Now, seeing the very thing that had once brought her such pleasure being held by a man, she felt an indescribable sense of shame.
"M-Maybe the last tenant left it here."
"Yeah, possibly."
Chenyang casually tossed it into a nearby trash can and said with a smile, "Well, we found it. Now I’ll fix that cabinet door for you."
"Okay, I... I’ll go get you a glass of water and grab the tools. You can rest for a bit, watch some TV or something."
Qin Fei’Er, mortified, put her shoes on and headed out. On her way, she grabbed the remote and turned on the TV.
But before the screen could fully light up, a blush-inducing, bone-melting moan echoed through the spacious bedroom.
"Ah... Baby, fuck me, harder!"
"Mmm, just like that... go deeper."
Chenyang instinctively turned toward the sound, just in time to see a man and a woman, passionately entangled, appear on the screen.