I am not just a tycoon-Chapter 674 - 412: A Family of Three, Four People at the Hot Spring_2

As for Ji Ya, following behind in her professional skirt and black stockings, her short-haired, young matron's face also looks exceptionally charming.

Three women with great figures and good looks walking together is a real feast for the eyes.

However, when they see the young man in the middle being held by the hands of two beauties, their hearts start to ache with envy.

God damn it, that guy really deserves to die!

They're clinging so tightly, practically pressing their chests against that SOB's arm; obviously, they must be more than sisters.

This bastard is so blatantly shameless, not even pretending anymore, huh?

If it were just one beauty of such allure, people might have been envious and jealous, but he's with three goddess-level women.

Looking at that somewhat handsome face with a frivolous smile, everyone really wants to smack the back of his head with a peanut.

Scoundrel! It's only because guns are banned in the country that you're safe, you know that?

The women out for a walk frowned upon seeing these four as well, as people are afraid of comparison, let alone in the face of three women who could overshadow them in both looks and figure; they don't even want to make eye contact.

Shen Yuan took the three women for a half-hour stroll, facing many envious, jealous, and resentful gazes, but he was long used to it and didn't care at all.

Qiao Lei and Long Jinghan had also gotten used to it, having faced such stares when they first started working at Jingfu.

As for Ji Ya, she had undergone professional training.

By the time they returned to their own villa, it was already 8 in the evening, everyone had walked off their meals, and the spa pool's warm water was ready.

Shen Yuan opened his arms in the spa room, letting Ji Ya and Long Jinghan on either side help him out of his clothes.

Ji Ya was accustomed to this, but when Long Jinghan saw Shen Yuan's chiseled and virile body, her cheeks flushed a bright red.

"Senior, oh, where are our swimsuits?"

Qiao Lei searched all the cabinets in the spa room but couldn't find any swimsuits.

Shen Yuan chuckled, lifting his foot so that Long Jinghan could help him out of his pants, then said, "Why bother with swimsuits? It's just us here."

"You're right that Sister Ji Ya, Jinghan, and I are family. But you... you're just an old lecher."

Qiao Lei's big Karadium eyes rolled, and while they were helping Shen Yuan out of his pants, she sneakily walked behind him and gave a slap, with a crisp "smack" sound echoing.

"Your butt is too hard, it hurt my hand."

Qiao Lei rubbed her palm, having thought that boys' butts, like girls', would be soft, but it turned out to be quite hard.

Shen Yuan didn't feel much pain and smirked, "Qiao Lei, it seems I've spoiled you too much. You should know that there are consequences for hitting a tiger's behind."

"Anyway, without a swimsuit, I'm not going to soak in the hot spring, hehe."

Qiao Lei turned to slip away.

Shen Yuan reacted quickly, turning around and grabbing the back of her collar, lifting her back like a little chick.

"Trying to run away? Too naive, huh?"

Qiao Lei was lifted off the ground and immediately began pleading, "Ah ah ah, senior, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have slapped your butt!"

"Now you know you're wrong, but it's too late!"

With his last piece of modesty removed, Shen Yuan was finally able to move freely; he turned Qiao Lei to face him, then placed his hands on her shoulders: "You, why do you always have to pull some stunt every time."

Qiao Lei, shrinking back with downcast eyes: "Senior, I really know I was wrong, I won't dare do it again next time."

"It's too late. No matter what, you'll have to be punished this time."

"Ah? Punishment?"

Panic was written all over Qiao Lei's little face.

Shen Yuan seriously appraised her attire; under her grey cardigan was a white tank top.

The U-shaped tank top fully displayed the whiteness of her chest; the impressive fullness stretched the tank top to its limits, and a lesser quality tank top might not have held up.

Beneath the ripe fruits were slender branches, appearing full and even more swollen.

(PS: For outfit reference)

Besides a pair of large "thunderbolts," Qiao Lei's features are characterized by her skin.

Underneath the cold white flesh, the blue veins are faintly visible, looking particularly tempting.

"Come on, you two help me hold her down," Shen Yuan called for backup.

"Ah, what are you trying to do, senior!"

In a frenzy, Qiao Lei's body constantly twisted, trying to break free from Shen Yuan's control.

But Shen Yuan's hands were like a welding torch, firmly secured, and with Long Jinghan and Ji Ya also restraining her arms on both sides, Qiao Lei truly had no chance to escape.

Shen Yuan's fingers slid from her face downwards, from her delicate nose, to her soft lips, to her snowy white chin, and finally lingered on her chest.

Two hands gently caressed the edges of her camisole.

"Sen... Senior, what on earth are you trying to do..."

What was to come next was unknown, and even Qiao Lei's voice was trembling.

Shen Yuan looked at Qiao Lei with amusement, followed by a "rip" sound, and instantly Qiao Lei felt a sway at her chest, a chill over her delicate body.

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Looking down, she realized her white camisole had been torn into two pieces.

"Ah! Senior!"

Qiao Lei wanted to cover her chest, but her hands were firmly restrained by the two people.

"Ah, Sister Ji Ya, please let me go, you can't abet the wrongdoing!"

The tearing of Qiao Lei's camisole exposed large expanses of snowy skin, especially as her bosom, no longer supported by the camisole, swayed to and fro.

"Leilei, your bra is no good, why is it wobbling so much?" Shen Yuan asked with interest.

"Normal bras are supposed to be like this..."

Qiao Lei spoke with a whimpering tone, pitifully saying, "Senior, please let me go, I really dare not."

"What's the rush, we have just begun."

Looking at the white bra, Shen Yuan pondered how to tear it; from the front or the back? Wondering if it was too well-made to rip, or should he just yank it off?

Forget it, start with the trousers.

Since the trousers were of good quality, Shen Yuan didn't use his hands, but directly cut them with scissors. The metal blade accidentally grazing Qiao Lei's thigh, causing her heart to race with fear.

"Senior, be careful, don't cut me."

"Don't worry, I'm a professional."

In fact, this wasn't Shen Yuan's first time doing this; the first time he took Long Jinghan to a hotel, he had also experienced this thrilling joy of tearing.

Back then, he had scared the good girl quite a bit.

Now thinking about it, he indeed felt some regret.

But there was no problem with Qiao Lei, having known each other for so long and with Long Jinghan and Ji Ya being old playmates, it shouldn't cause any psychological shadow.

Even if it did, an extra class would guaranteedly heal her.

With the pants cut off, and the top torn, Qiao Lei was left wearing nothing but a bra and panties in terms of intact clothing.

Her heart "thumping" wildly, her body also trembled slightly, this sensation of being "forced," can it be she's getting a grasp of it?

Qiao Lei couldn't help but look at Sister Ji Ya, her face flushed red, is this Sister Ji Ya's joy?

Finally, Shen Yuan's ferocious gaze landed on Qiao Lei's bra, his hands grabbed both sides, and with a fierce tug, the bra was pulled apart.

With that, Qiao Lei's upper body was left with not a single piece of unspoiled clothing.

Bosom unprotected, trembling, Qiao Lei's expression showed she could no longer lift her head in shame.

How embarrassing, truly so embarrassing!

That senior could tear so violently was one thing, but to be seen by Sister Ji Ya!

Ah ah ah, this is too much.

But it seemed that senior had no intention of stopping, his gaze on her like a predator staring at its prey.

It's not over yet? He wouldn't still want to tear off my panties, would he?

"Senior, can we get in the water now? It's a bit cold."

Qiao Lei asked, trembling, not daring to meet Shen Yuan's eyes.

"It's not over yet."

Shen Yuan's hands moved from her chest, slid down her waist, and finally lingered on the edge of her white panties, followed by another "rip" sound.

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