Wildflowers Gradually Entice and Dazzle the Eye

Su Ke truly did not know how to play, so regarding such an unreasonable request, while he could not offer a stern refusal, he could only respond with silence and a look of helplessness.

He turned his head, intending to seek help from his boss, Luo Feiyan, but through the crystal bead curtain, he saw her lying comfortably on the bed. He could vaguely make out the twin peaks wrapped in a black camisole, which were quite eye-catching, followed by those long, fair legs, crossed together with distinct curves.

"Gulp!" Su Ke swallowed hard. Although separated by a layer of bead curtains, the view wasn't entirely clear, but this very haziness made it even more alluring, possessing a subtle, indescribable charm.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one noticed, Su Ke took a hard look, then took another. The problem of the "Chrysanthemum Terrace" was cast aside. He tilted his head slightly to adjust his angle, just in time to see Luo Feiyan suddenly sit up and cast her gaze directly toward him.

Through two layers of bead curtains, their eyes met. Su Ke was startled and quickly turned his head away, only to hear Luo Feiyan's giggling laughter.

"What 'Chrysanthemum Terrace'? You bunch of perverts, just lie properly on the beds! If you make this sister impatient, I'll strip you all bare and put you on display!" Luo Feiyan sat on the beauty bed, pointing into the air casually.

The atmosphere immediately became lively again. Someone said, "Who's afraid of whom? In the end, who knows who will be stripping whom! Right, sisters?"

"That's right! In a moment, we'll subdue Sister Yan and let her see how powerful we are. How about it?"

"I love Sister Yan's big boobs the most; they feel so comfortable to touch!"

It was as if one call had brought a hundred responses; the sounds of chirping and girlish laughter erupted. The more Su Ke heard, the more his heart pounded. This wasn't a beauty salon at all; it was a total den of wolves.

However, Su Ke secretly cheered his boss on in his heart: Go on, go on! So what if they have the numbers? At worst, you'll just get stripped and played with! What's the big deal?

To Su Ke's disappointment, however, Luo Feiyan backed down. "I'm done bickering with you all. Su Ke, just play anything. It doesn't have to be highbrow; they're only here to see you, and they wouldn't understand the highbrow stuff anyway!"

Disappointed that he wouldn't get to see a good show, Su Ke placed his hands on the keys. Recalling the sheet music he had specifically looked up online the night before, he took a deep breath, and a beautiful melody began to flow slowly from his fingertips.

Jay Chou's "Chrysanthemum Terrace" had a melancholy, graceful tune, and the women finally quieted down. Su Ke gradually relaxed as well, closing his eyes unconsciously and immersing himself in the music.

One song after another, Su Ke played three pieces in a row. Suddenly, a round of applause broke out; at some point, all the women had gathered in front of him.

Opening his eyes, he saw that the women had already removed their facial masks. Each of their faces—some charming, some delicate—appeared before him, bright and radiant. Furthermore, their figures were surprisingly good; whether plump or slender, each had her own merits, with curves that were captivating in their own way.

After his recent relaxation, Su Ke had steadied himself. He smiled at the audience, "I didn't play very well; I hope you ladies will forgive me!"

"Little Brother Su, the way you played just now was simply dashing! It made this sister's heart flutter like a deer!" Judging by the voice, Su Ke was certain this woman was the culprit who had requested "Chrysanthemum Terrace." She certainly had a "true chest"—her twin peaks were towering. Although she didn't reveal a sliver of pale skin, they were as plump and round as two watermelons. It was likely that anyone's first glance would fall upon those two massive mounds.

As if sensing Su Ke's gaze, the woman thrust her chest forward as if to show off. Her full curves were on full display, almost threatening to break free from the confines of her small pink top.

"Uh!" Su Ke quickly shifted his gaze. Looking up along her neck, he nearly choked on a mouthful of hot blood. This woman was a textbook example of a "child-face, giant-bust." Her large, bright eyes were watery, and her cherry lips touched as she spoke, stirring up endless fantasies.

"Fluttering like a deer? I ask you, are you feeling spring fever? Are you already wet?" The woman who spoke was someone Su Ke had a deep impression of. She looked to be around thirty, with a voluptuous figure that radiated a mature charm. As she spoke, she reached out to touch the bottom of the "child-face, giant-bust" woman.

"Sister Zheng, you're so bad! You're talking about me, but I saw you staring blankly just now! Tell me, is your diamond bachelor at home not satisfying you?" The child-faced woman jumped away, her full breasts bouncing, and began her counterattack against the mature woman.

"You brat, see if I don't strip you bare and spank your bottom!" The mature woman lunged like a hungry tiger, but the child-faced woman immediately performed a "Lingbo Microstep," and they began to romp around the third floor. Soon, others joined the fray, and the atmosphere became heated and ambiguous. It was truly a case of "dazzling flowers blurring the eyes!"

Su Ke was at a complete loss watching the scene before him. The graceful figures were like butterflies among flowers, but it was all thunder and no rain. Where was the promised stripping? Where was the promised spanking? Why hadn't any of it happened?

"Don't mind them. They're all empty, lonely, and cold; they'd eat you alive if they could!" Luo Feiyan said, holding a bottle of mineral water as she handed it to him.

But Su Ke's face was flushed, and he was still in a daze, seemingly deaf to Luo Feiyan's words.

"Hey! I'm talking to you, little shota. Don't tell me you've already been set on fire by lust?" Luo Feiyan had to wave the mineral water bottle right under Su Ke's eyes.

"Uh, Sister Yan, what did you say?" The reason Su Ke had been stunned was that he had taken a moment to check the electronic screen of his Flower Picking System, and to his surprise, a dense wall of notifications had appeared.

Task: Receive a hug from a beautiful customer (Completed); Reward: 200 RMB.

Please claim!

Task: Receive two hugs from beautiful customers (Completed); Reward: 200 RMB.

Please claim!

Task: Receive eight hugs from beautiful customers (Completed); Reward: 200 RMB.

Please claim!

He had actually completed this task eight times. At two hundred yuan each, that meant he had just earned sixteen hundred yuan. This money was far too easy to make. Su Ke didn't even bother to struggle with whether or not he was selling his body; the RMB was real, after all.

"Come here. Let them make a scene for a while; I want to talk to you about your salary!" As Luo Feiyan spoke, she raised her arm and naturally wrapped it around Su Ke's shoulders. A unique, feminine fragrance immediately drifted into his nose.

That wasn't the most lethal part. Because Luo Feiyan was quite tall, as she draped her arm over his shoulders, her proud, soft breasts pressed right against his arm.

They were incredibly elastic, squeezing, pressing, and bouncing with every movement, constantly changing shape. Su Ke's heart rate accelerated, his breathing grew shallow, and his legs went weak; he looked as if he were about to collapse into Luo Feiyan's embrace.