Doing Whatever You Want - Chapter 40: What's the harm in watching now that you've already done it?

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He frowned, narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head away, picked up the gray shirt he had taken from the closet and draped over the armrest of the sofa, and tossed it to Ye Sang.
"Put them on."
Ye Sang looked down, somewhat bewildered, at the shirt that had lightly landed on her, and only then did she realize that she wasn't dressed properly, and half of her breasts were exposed...
She quickly pulled the thin blanket up, frowned, and opened her mouth, wanting to ask where her clothes were. But the sound came out of her throat as if sand was covering her dry, itchy throat, and the word "I" immediately turned into a cough.
"Cough cough—cough cough cough—"
The cough caused waves of pain in her lower abdomen, and her throat became increasingly dry, which she couldn't stop. She was so uncomfortable that she curled up on her side to rest.
Upon seeing this, Huo Jinting frowned slightly, shifted his feet on the sofa, bent over in his slippers, and stubbed out the cigarette between his fingers in the ashtray.
He leaned over and pulled Ye Sang, who was covering her mouth and coughing violently, to sit up. The thin blanket slipped down, startling Ye Sang, who quickly reached out to pull it back, causing her to cough even more violently.
"You've already done it, why are you afraid to look? What haven't I seen before?" He glanced at Ye Sang with annoyance, then reached out and handed her his half-finished coffee.
It wasn't that he was stingy, buying two cans but not willing to give her one; it was just that he had already drunk them all, and this was all that was left.
Ye Sang covered the thin blanket over the wound with one hand and took the coffee with the other, trying hard to suppress her cough. She brought the can to her lips and took a small sip.
The cool, slightly bitter taste of coffee went down her throat, like washing away sand that had been stuck there. She felt much better instantly. She took another sip before realizing for the first time that it was coffee.
She moved the can aside, coughed faintly twice more, finally stopping the coughing, and handed the coffee back to Huo Jinting.
Huo Jinting frowned as he took the document, but his gaze remained fixed on Ye Sang's small face, which was flushed red from coughing.
And this is what happens when you lose your virginity... You're lucky you weren't fucked to death by her earlier...
"I...I...cough...Where are my clothes?" Ye Sang asked, just recovering.
Huo Jinting looked away and put the coffee back on the coffee table. "Why are you wearing those clothes?"
"Why... um... why can't I wear it anymore?" Although the cough had stopped, my throat was still very uncomfortable, my voice was terribly hoarse, and the dry, itchy feeling would come up whenever I spoke.
"How can you wear underwear that's soaked like it's been through a flood? If you're going to hang it up like that, my shirt is way better than your miniskirt, okay?"
Ye Sang's face flushed instantly, and she wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
"Or... did you originally intend to show it to me?" Huo Jinting noticed her embarrassment and deliberately added insult to injury.
Ye Sang clenched her fists slightly, lowered her head even further as she picked up the shirt. Just as she was about to put it on, she felt Huo Jinting's gaze was too piercing. She paused for two seconds, turned her head slightly to look at him, and said, "Don't look at me like that."
"Heh—" Huo Jinting chuckled, "Don't talk about being fierce, I've seen Bi before, I just fucked her."
"..." Ye Sang was completely speechless, a breath stuck in her throat. Her face was hot, her shoulders were hunched, she shifted her position, bent her knees to hold the thin blanket in place, and carefully pulled open her shirt and put one sleeve on.
Huo Jinting's eyes darkened slightly. He reached for the lighter and cigarette case, leaned back against the sofa, and glanced at her exposed back and the fierce look that the blanket couldn't completely cover when she raised her hand.
Her delicate, fair skin was pressed beneath her knees, partially hidden, which was quite eye-catching.
His dormant penis began to swell and stir again. He crossed his left leg over his right, pinning down the unruly member, opened his cigarette case, took out a cigarette, and bit it between his teeth. "Besides," he said, "my strength isn't as good as you think. Even if you wanted to, I don't have the strength now."
It was clearly his idea...

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