He opened the livestream projection again.
The image of Bai Su, bustling about the kitchen with a gentle smile, was projected onto the wall.
The magnified image was so clear that you could see every time a strand of hair from her temples brushed back and forth against her collarbone.
Her head was lowered as she explained and demonstrated how to prepare the ingredients for the audience watching the screen.
He watched silently as her full, moist lips parted and closed, his body growing hotter and hotter.
His hand began to move down.
The air in the room seemed to grow sultry along with him.
「An hour later.」
Li Chenlin thrashed his tail irritably around the room, smashing the desk lamp, vase, and other objects to pieces, his face a mask of fury and gloom.
He couldn't find release. It was just like before.
Without Bai Su by his side, he couldn't even get off.
'Dammit!'
The pent-up frustration of his unvented desire made him want to blow up the entire world with a cannonball.
