Chapter 017 "I've taken a shower, come on!" 1

" Daphne, don't tempt me, you know I'm powerless around you. Or to put it bluntly, no man would be able to remain calm under your coquettish advances." Chen Fan's breath was somewhat hurried, but he didn't make a move.

Seeing Chen Fan continue to stay in his seat, Daifu chuckled curiously, then said: "Butcher, congratulations, you're in a better state than I thought."

"Thanks." Chen Fan knew perfectly well that what Daifu was saying was the truth. Ever since Susan had helped him out the other day, he was less reliant on Daifu, and he wouldn't be able to resist her in the past, especially with such an alluring display.

Daifu picked up her glass of wine, took a sip, and asked seriously: "After you returned to China, did you have another episode besides the day before yesterday?"

"Yes." Chen Fan seemed to remember something, his face became grim, his brows furrowed together, and his voice was low.

Daifu raised her eyebrows: "But you didn't kill anyone, did you?"

"No." Chen Fan nodded lightly, he didn't kill anyone that day. But he had severely injured more than a dozen so-called elite men.

Hearing Chen Fan's answer, Daifu sighed with relief: "Butcher, you're lucky."

"Why do you say that?" Chen Fan furrowed his brows.

Daifu said seriously: "As you know, each time you have an episode, you must either completely let it out or resist it through your willpower. But once you can't resist it, you must let it out! If you don't let it out, you will suppress your negative emotions until they explode the next time you have an episode!

"Although you did have an outlet for your first episode, you didn't kill anyone. This proves that you didn't lose your mind completely and turn into another person. Hence, your second episode could have been deadly! But… you got through it unscathed, and most importantly, in the best way." Daifu gave a strange smile: "Isn't that lucky?"

"Indeed." Chen Fan nodded. He understood that if it weren't for Susan's timely appearance, the consequences would be disastrous.

Seeing Chen Fan nodding, Daifu remained silent for a while, then suddenly asked in a strange tone: "It seems that girl holds a high place in your heart. Who is she?"

"My fiancee." Chen Fan answered truthfully, immediately remembered something, and said, "Hang on! I just realized, since you knew I was studying, it's impossible for you not to know who she is. Why did you ask?"

"I was just confirming, Butcher, don't get worked up." Saying so, Daifu downed her wine in one gulp.

Noticing something odd about Daifu, Chen Fan was slightly surprised. In his memory, Daifu was an exceptional controller of emotions.

Although he was puzzled, Chen Fan didn't dwell on it and asked curiously, "Why did you come to China?"

"To find you, darling." Daifu extended her tongue, licking the remaining drops of wine off the edge of the glass. Her alluring expression made Chen Fan involuntarily curse inwardly: Seductress!

Suppressing his raging feelings, Chen Fan shrugged, "I know you came to find me. What I'm asking is for what purpose?"

"If I say it's because I missed you, would you believe me?" Slowly setting her wine glass down, Daifu leaned over the coffee table, her body slightly tilting forward, blowing some hot air towards Chen Fan, full of allure.

Without any hesitation, Chen Fan shook his head firmly.

"So confident? Can you tell me why?" Seeing Chen Fan shaking his head, Daifu wasn't surprised, instead, she asked with a half-smile.

Chen Fan gave a bitter smile, "Daifu, let's cut the chase. You know very well what's on my mind. So tell me, why are you here?"

"I'm preparing a study on post-war psychological syndrome, and you're key in this research," Daifu quickly gave her response, then giggled, "Are you satisfied with the answer, darling?"

Caught in Daifu's enchanting gaze, Chen Fan couldn't discern whether she was lying or not.

Seeing that Chen Fan wasn't talking, Daifu slowly got up, walked over to him, lifted her leg, gently placing it on Chen Fan's thigh. Her crystalline toes glided at a certain rhythm heading towards the middle of his legs, her seductive chest skimming across his lips...

Then, she bent down, allowing her proud cleavage to graze against Chen Fan's cheek while she gently rubbed his manhood with her foot.

A sense of pleasure enveloped Chen Fan and his breath turned rapid involuntarily.

Noticing this, Daifu slowly pulled open her bath towel, exposing her flawless body to air entirely. She bent over and bit Chen Fan's ear lightly, blew some hot breath, saying in a tone that was hard to resist, "Darling, next, we should really let loose!"

Buzz!

Chen Fan only felt his mind buzzing, his muscles tensing.

Meanwhile, Daifu extended her tongue, gently licking Chen Fan's earlobe.

Ever since Daifu used her body to help Chen Fan manage his condition, he hadn't any resistance towards her body. Having been teased like this now, he was overcome with carnal desire. Grabbing Daifu he threw her onto the sofa, his experienced hand made its way to her proud peaks, kneading them freely.

"Oh, darling, you're still as rough!" Daifu moaned lightly, pulling at Chen Fan's clothes. "But... I like you like this!"

Daifu's words lit the fire of desire within Chen Fan, his eyes reddened as he half-knelt on the sofa trying to undo his pants.

Buzz...

Just then, a clear phone vibration could be heard. Someone was calling.

"Turn it off, darling!" Daifu's legs were wrapped around Chen's solid waist, reaching out to fetch the phone from Chen's pocket with her soft and flexible fingers.

"Phew!" Chen Fan let out a heavy breath, steadied his emotions, prevented Daifu's actions, and took out the phone himself.

On unlocking his phone, Chen Fan clearly saw it was Susan calling him.

Seeing the name Susan, Chen Fan's lust dropped dramatically, and his emotions stabilized a lot.

"It's that girl, isn't it?" Detecting the change in Chen Fan, Daifu guessed who the caller was.

Chen Fan nodded, then instructed after slight hesitation, "Don't make a sound."

Having said that, Chen Fan walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the pitch-black sky outside while he answered the call.

"You poop-stepping bastard, what are you up to that you couldn't answer the phone? Why are you picking up only now?" As soon as the call connected, Susan's complaining voice came from the receiver.

Hearing Susan's familiar voice, Chen Fan couldn't help but smile and responded, "What was so urgent?"

"Humph! It's already late, and you're still not home. Are you planning on not coming home tonight?" On the other end of the line, Susan was taken aback by Chen Fan's question, but promptly retorted in a huff.

Like Chen Fan, Susan was distracted during the class meeting, constantly pondering the relationship between Chen Fan and Daifu, but couldn't figure it out. After the meeting ended, she didn't go back to the dormitory, but went straight home, only to find that Chen Fan hadn't come home yet.

This made Susan feel a vague annoyance, especially considering the mysterious relationship between Daifu and Chen Fan. She was furious and immediately called Chen Fan.

"Darling, you're being so anxious for me to come home, could you have finally decided to share a bed with me?" Chen Fan asked shamelessly.

On the other end of the phone, Susan was initially furious, but for some reason, her anger lessened when she heard Chen Fan say "darling". After rolling her eyes, she coquettishly responded: "Honey, you guessed right, I'm all cleaned up and waiting for you in bed!"