Caught Red-Handed
Duan Lin's breasts were incredibly tender, with excellent elasticity. Most importantly, their size was perfect—not too big, not too small—Chu Fei's large hands could grasp them just right. Especially the little grapes at the tips, their granular texture providing a sensation that was utterly exquisite. He just wondered what they looked like overall?
But Chu Fei found the hassle of removing Duan Lin's top too much trouble. His eyes darted around, and suddenly he unfastened the button on her pants, yanking them down along with her panties!
Duan Lin's skin was exceptionally fair and smooth—something Chu Fei had known for a while. But he hadn't expected the plump mound between her legs to be completely bald, smooth as silk, dazzlingly white...
White tiger!!
Natural white tiger!!
Chu Fei inwardly exclaimed in admiration, clucking his tongue as he trailed a finger along the pristine slit of Duan Lin's valley. What premium goods! Pity she's an old hag—and one who rubs me the wrong way!
With that thought, a surge of anger hit him. He raised his hand and delivered a resounding smack to Duan Lin's perky ass. But before he could even pull away, the black-and-white energy in his mind stuttered to a halt, then scattered as if utterly depleted. In the next instant, the entire world snapped back to normal...
Clang!!
The scissors whistled through the air before smashing into the bright, spotless living room window, shattering the glass in a spray of shards.
"Ah!"
Duan Lin's initial scream hadn't even faded when she realized the scissors she'd hurled at Chu Fei had missed their mark. And in the very next second, she sensed something terribly wrong with her own body!
Glancing down, she saw her top had been yanked up, her bra shoved aside. The two pristine doves she pampered daily now throbbed with the ache of violation. But what filled her with absolute horror was...
Her pants had somehow been tugged down to her knees, and a hot, massive hand was planted firmly on her ass. Whipping around, she locked eyes with Chu Fei, whose face mirrored her own shock!
Ah!!!!!!!!!?
Chu Fei hadn't anticipated getting caught in the act at the crucial moment. And the worst of it? Accompanying Duan Lin's bloodcurdling shriek, a swarm of fully armed female security guards burst in from outside. Taking in the scene, they charged without hesitation. The next instant, Chu Fei felt himself launched skyward like a cloud on the wind before crashing brutally to the floor. Several guards wrenched his limbs into submission, cuffing them viciously behind his back.
The impact was savage—Chu Fei nearly blacked out, gold stars bursting in his vision. As he came to slightly, waves of agony shot through his twisted arms and legs. Worst of all, the security team's leader ground her foot onto his head. "Boss, this scum dared molest you. Unforgivable! Just say the word—how do we handle him?"
"..."
Duan Lin had already hiked up her pants and straightened her top. She now glared daggers at the prone Chu Fei. If looks could kill, he'd have been carved into a thousand pieces. Chu Fei shuddered at the venom in her eyes.
He'd probably gone too far...
Was it because of that sudden new power?
Willful as he could be, Chu Fei had one redeeming quality: unlike some who endlessly rationalized their mistakes, he preferred quiet reflection on his flaws. It was why he'd left Wuhan—he'd felt too powerless to give Li Ran true happiness. Even now, pinned in this dire spot, his first thought was his own actions. The emergence of this new ability had made him cocky, leading to a total loss of control...
But it made sense. The black-and-white energy was something he'd painstakingly built up day by day—not some bottomless well, nor a gift from thin air. Slowing time had already been a freakish power; full time stasis was straight-up overkill, so the drain was massive. For it to hold long enough for him to grope Duan Lin thoroughly was already impressive.
Testing it out, Chu Fei was thrilled to sense lingering traces of black-and-white energy within him—just not enough to sustain time stasis, which was why it had fizzled out on its own.
That meant, with sufficient buildup, he could halt time for ages!
Didn't that make him... a superhuman?
So superhumans were real after all—just born from wild strokes of fate?
But Chu Fei had zero interest in world-saving heroics. Right now, he couldn't even save his own skin. With his black-and-white energy spent, he was nothing but helpless prey, pinned to the floor, awaiting Duan Lin's verdict...