The Fragrance of My Hot Patients

Chenyang shook his head. "Thank you for the kind offer. I haven’t found a job yet, but Aunt Qin is already helping me look for one."

The beautiful woman was surprised. "She told you herself that she’d help you find a job?"

"That’s right."

"Tsk. In all these years, there haven’t been many people Feifei has offered to find a job for. The men who can just waltz into her home are even rarer. And now, she’s not only let you move in, but she’s also offering to find you work!"

As she spoke, the beautiful woman suddenly leaned forward again, her face almost touching Chenyang’s. With a suggestive smile, she asked, "Fess up. What’s really going on between you and Feifei?"

The short-haired woman was gorgeous.

She looked a lot like that famous actress who also likes to wear her hair short.

And while her figure wasn’t quite on par with Qin Fei’Er’s, it was still exceptionally voluptuous and eye-catching.

She was wearing a flimsy camisole.

Below, she wore a light-colored short skirt, her long, slender legs wrapped in a pair of sheer black stockings.

As she leaned forward, one of the straps slipped off her smooth shoulder, giving Chenyang a perfect view of the scenery down her neckline.

Whether out of habit or because of the heat, she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Her round, perky breasts were in plain sight.

The two pink buds on top became faintly visible with the rise and fall of her chest.

That, combined with her suggestive smile and the way she deliberately ran the tip of her high heel up his leg, caused the lust that was already simmering inside Chenyang to flare up again.

His unruly member shot straight up, completely beyond his control.

It instantly pitched a tall tent in his already tight pants.

The short-haired woman’s eyes happened to fall right on it.

She laughed teasingly. "Well now, little brother, you’re being naughty."

Chenyang, embarrassed, raised a hand to cover himself. "It’s just... you’re too beautiful, Big Sis."

"Oh, what a sweet talker." The beautiful woman clearly enjoyed the compliment, but her tone quickly shifted. "But it’s exactly because you’re handsome and such a smooth talker that I’m even more convinced your relationship with Feifei isn’t as simple as it seems."

"You’re overthinking things. My relationship with Aunt Qin is just a normal landlord and tenant one."

"Give me a break. Feifei might take in a tenant because she’s short on cash right now, but she’d never casually take in a man. And even if she did, she wouldn’t offer to find him a job after just a few days."

"Aunt Qin is just a kind person."

"She’s kind, I’ll give you that, but it’s not in her nature to do something like this so easily."

"Uh... what can I say to make you believe me?"

Chenyang put on an innocent expression, but inside, he couldn’t help feeling nervous and uneasy.

’Qin Fei’Er’s friends aren’t just beautiful,’ he thought, ’they’re also incredibly sharp.’

’She’s only been here for two minutes and she’s already figured out our relationship isn’t so simple.’

’Logically, we were so careful just now. We shouldn’t have been caught.’

’Could it really be that Qin Fei’Er taking me in as a tenant and offering to find me a job was so surprising that it made them suspicious?’

For a moment, Chenyang didn’t know how to explain himself.

The more he said about it, the more likely he was to slip up.

Besides, he had no idea how close this woman and Qin Fei’Er really were. If he let something slip and caused trouble, he’d definitely be the one to suffer in the end.

Seeing his slight unease, the short-haired woman suddenly gave a sly smile.

Adopting a look that said she’d get to the bottom of this no matter what, she said, "If you’ve got a clear conscience, it should be easy to convince me."

"My conscience is clear. The problem is you’ve been convinced from the start that there’s something going on between me and Aunt Qin. That’s called prejudice, and prejudice is like a mountain—no matter how much I explain, I can’t move it an inch."

"Heh, not only are you a smooth talker, you’ve got a quick tongue, too."

"Uh... I’m just explaining the situation."

"No, you’re covering for something! I may not have proof, but my woman’s intuition is telling me there’s definitely something going on between you and Feifei."

As she spoke, the short-haired woman pressed a finger to Chenyang’s chest. With a seductive smile, she began to slide it downward.

An instant later, it stopped right over the tent in his pants.

Then, lightly prodding the hard object within, she said with a playful grin, "Be honest. Have you used this thing on her?"

"What are you talking about? If Aunt Qin heard you say that, she’d be angry."

"Don’t try to scare me with her. I’d ask the same thing to her face."

"I..."

Just as Chenyang was about to argue further, the short-haired woman suddenly splayed out her other fingers.

Before he could even react, she had quietly wrapped her hand around the hard object.

The iron-like hardness made her marvel inwardly.

Outwardly, however, she maintained her playful expression. "So hard already... you must be painfully pent-up, right? Just tell me the juicy details about you and Feifei, and Big Sis will help you relieve some of that pressure."