You are all bad women! Don't come over!-Chapter 60 - 58 Cry in the Arms

Catherine’s foot, which had been pressing down on Fuzi’s head, suddenly exerted force, pinning her down on the ground as she ruthlessly trampled her cheeks.

Fuzi let out a series of painful moans, but her eyes grew increasingly hazy and joyful.

"Fuzi enjoys being stepped on just like you," Catherine said, turning to Shen Mochen.

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The corner of Shen Mochen’s eye twitched. Please don’t lump me together with this pervert; what I like is barefoot stepping!

Hmm, if it’s Catherine, then it would be best if she wore black stockings… Ah, those with lace suspenders are the best… but tights aren’t bad either… The stockings shouldn’t be too thick; they should faintly reveal the skin of her thighs… A hip-hugging leather skirt and a one-shoulder top really suit her style… But then, last night’s little black dress was pretty good too… stepping on him while offering a tantalizing glimpse… The look in her eyes should be one part cold, one part mocking, and finally a touch of disdain to perfect the expression… Ah, exactly, that look right now!

Shen Mochen suddenly snapped out of it. "Why are you looking at me like I’m some sort of wet garbage?"

"I always feel like you’re thinking of something sleazy," Catherine scoffed.

"How dare you smear my innocence!" Shen Mochen’s face flushed red.

Catherine couldn’t be bothered to argue with him and continued trampling on Fuzi, who seemed to enjoy it: "Do you want to give it a try?"

"Can I?" Shen Mochen, recalling how she had pointed a gun at his head the previous night, eagerly anticipated it.

However, at that moment, Fuzi glared coldly at Shen Mochen, scaring him into retracting his foot.

"Never mind, never mind, you play, you play!"

Shen Mochen coughed and turned to pick up the reference books from the table, returning them to their original spots.

What’s this situation? My girlfriend training her maid in front of me? And this maid’s all excited and sticking her butt out?

Although it has nothing to do with me, my feelings are quite complicated!

He slowly replaced the books, and Catherine, finally done punishing, watched as Fuzi limped out of the library, her eyes sultry and seductive.

This guy couldn’t possibly be… Shen Mochen speechlessly looked at Catherine.

Catherine looked away, "Why are you looking at me? I didn’t want to step on her; I was just fulfilling her wishes."

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"But it looked like you enjoyed stepping on her quite a bit…"

"You’re overthinking it, come on, it’s time for class." Catherine picked up her books and left the library.

Shen Mochen hurried after her. "Hey, wait for me…"

From hundreds of meters away on a high-rise building, Fuzi flew to the rooftop like a ghostly figure. This was her usual hiding spot, where she could overlook the entire First Middle School and see almost every corner.

From afar, she observed everything around Catherine to ensure her safety. This was her duty and her greatest pleasure.

Her eyes, now a reddish hue like wine, stared at Catherine’s figure without even needing binoculars.

If Shen Mochen saw this scene, it would not be unfamiliar to him.

The night Yin Caiyu slept with him and had flung him onto the bed with a slap, she had shown a similar expression.

"Ah, the master is so beautiful…"

"That hair, those breasts, that waist, ah I’m going to die!"

"Such elegant legs, I wish to be stepped on by the master forever."

"What should I ask the master for this month... *pant, pant*... is it too presumptuous to ask for panties..."

"How about the master give me her bed sheets and pillowcases she changes out of... no, no, we had an agreement; this is my year-end bonus."

"Damn those stinking men, getting so close to the master, I really want to kill him..."

"No, I shouldn’t be jealous of him, the master is just getting his revenge, and then he’ll dump him in the cruelest way!"

"He is the person the master hates the most; I am the one who is most important to her..."

"But if she really hates him, why did she tell him her pet name?"

"But if she really hates him, why did she fall asleep by his side..."

"Master, she must hate him, right... she must hate him, right?"

Fuzi bit her lip, mumbling to herself.

"That brat had better know his place, otherwise, even if the master sentences me to death, I will kill him before he takes away her purity!"

"Hiss!"

In the school, Shen Mochen suddenly shrank his head and shivered.

"What’s wrong?"

Catherine, walking behind him, asked.

"Oh, I just felt a killing intent from somewhere... Hey, don’t talk to me. Didn’t we agree to act like we don’t know each other outside? Stay away from me, being with you draws too much attention!"

Shen Mochen said and then quickly walked on to distance himself.

"Shen Mochen!"

Suddenly, a stern voice rose from behind them, making Shen Mochen’s hair stand on end.

Most people are afraid of their parents suddenly shouting their full names while joking around with their family. Shen Mochen was no exception, although he had no parents, he was still afraid of Yin Caiyu and Yin Huailian calling his full name.

When Yin Caiyu stopped calling him "Little Dust" and Yin Huailian stopped calling him "Brother," it meant trouble was brewing. The former meant a beating was unavoidable, the latter meant he had to give up thrice the usual tribute that day.

Of course, neither of them could possibly be here now, so whose call of fear was it?

Shen Mochen immediately turned back, and it was Yuncui. Her eyes were red and her breathing was hurried as she strode towards him.

"Cai, Sister Cai..."

Intimidated by Yuncui’s presence, Shen Mochen didn’t care that Catherine was right there and first tried to sweet-talk his way through.

Yuncui, being an honest person, was terrifying when angry, but what was he angry for? Wasn’t she the kind of overly nice person who would forgive even if he groped her chest as long as he sincerely apologized?

Shen Mochen quickly tried to recall the events of the past few days, wondering where he might have gone wrong.

While he was still recalling, Yuncui had already reached him. Her eyes red, misty with tears. Her gaze searched up and down Shen Mochen’s body, seemingly worried about him being in some kind of trouble.

After making sure Shen Mochen was alright, Yuncui instantly relaxed, hugged him tightly, and broke down in tears mixed with grievances, accusations, and sympathy: "Where were you at noon? You scared me to death, did you know? I couldn’t find you anywhere; I thought something had happened to you!"

Yuncui’s face was buried in Shen Mochen’s chest, her voice tinged with sorrow and reproach, as if she were a wife reunited with her husband after a long separation.

But his girlfriend was right there!

"I, I, I... what could happen to me?"

Shen Mochen was utterly confused, although Yuncui’s sadness now, combined with the miraculously soft touch and the scent of coconut on her chest, made him involuntarily stick his buttocks out to avoid making all three of them uncomfortable.

Beside him, Catherine’s pretty face instantly darkened.