Jiayi noticed the suspicion and surprise in his eyes, and her cheeks also grew a bit hot.

Actually, she didn’t want to carry this sort of thing with her either.

It was just that she didn’t know when he would ask her to fulfill the tasks in the contract.

She surely couldn’t go to a pharmacy to buy them at the last minute every time like she did in H City, could she?

Latter on, she simply carried a few with her. They were very portable, easily fitting in her handbag, and she grew accustomed to it eventually.

She didn’t expect...

Today it really came in handy.

"You... put this on," she said in a low, suppressed voice, handing the condom over to him.

No matter what, self-protection was necessary.

From stubbornness to yielding, he saw her reluctance and the persistent attitude she had toward their contractual relationship. His eyes cooled and darkened.

Fine, if Little Kitten enjoyed being his female slave so much, he would indulge her!

"You help me."

The man had a detestable air about him as he leaned back on the sofa cushion, unfolding his long, athletic arms in a welcoming gesture, carefree and arrogant, his tone as if it were the most natural thing in the world, like that of an emperor.

Help him?

She was dumbfounded for a moment, her face growing even redder, her back teeth grinding together, not moving for quite some time.

She had never helped him... put this thing on before.

"Not moving?" His tone became pressing, step by step. He hummed lightly, lifting her chin with a long arm: "You resist me at every turn, but for that old man, you were all too eager to throw yourself into his arms. Is that it?" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

She understood then. He was deliberately humiliating her!

A surge of anger rose in her, and after grinding her molars, she stopped being polite to him: "Are you sure you want me to put it on for you?"

Outwardly, she couldn’t oppose his wishes, but secretly, there were always ways!

Without a doubt, he wickedly answered, "Sure. But one might not be enough. After all, you should understand my stamina, far surpassing any of those old men."

This damn man was so smug!

Constantly calling Director Ye an old man, how young did he think he was?! Did he think he was some seventeen or eighteen-year-old fresh flower? He was still nothing but an uncle!

Jiayi bit her pearl-like teeth: "Then close your eyes... and don’t open them until I say you can."

He wasn’t worried, thinking she was just shy.

After all, she had never done anything so bold or proactive, and now, in broad daylight, with George and a few bodyguards just beyond a window’s distance, not to mention passersby walking by.

In bed, it was always he who led her. He was wild and proactive, and she was passively pleasured.

He shrugged and closed his eyes.

Her small hand slipped into her handbag, pulling out a tiny object that looked like a small metal tool, casting a silver light in mid-air.

She pulled down the zipper of his fine trousers.

Feeling a sudden coolness at a certain spot, he took a comfortable deep breath.

Before he could react properly, something felt off. There was a faint snipping sound coming from below.

What was that? It sounded like scissors snipping something?

Huo Zhenyang’s eyes suddenly snapped open, and he saw the little devil holding a pair of nail clippers, cutting his—bullet head underwear!

He inhaled sharply, a few drops of cold sweat breaking out on his back, and seized her slender elbow, fiercely demanding, "What are you doing?!"

Did she have any idea that, with a slight tremble of her hand, a quick flash of the blade, her future sexual blessings would be done for?!

Heh, as if that wouldn’t scare him to death!

Let’s see if he still has the interest to act like a lord, treating her like a slave!

She had known he wouldn’t be able to resist opening his eyes, yet she had purposefully put on a little white rabbit-like expression, bit the corner of her mouth, and said innocently, "Nothing much, it’s just hard to stand up in the car, so I had to cut my pants open to put it on for you!"

Was Little Kitten retaliating in this way?

Did she think that by doing this, he would lose his arousal? Lose the mood to play with her?

Ha. Dream on.

She didn’t know that his interest in her was always fervent, his energy inexhaustible.

Huo Zhenyang cursed and snatched the nail clipper from her hand, rolled down the window, and with a bang, violently threw it onto the concrete floor, startling George and several bodyguards!

However, after her act, he no longer felt like teasing her.

The long accumulated anticipation for Little Kitten, meeting today’s anger, was like tinder catching a spark, igniting an uncontrollable explosion.

He snatched the condom from her hand, put it on quickly, held her firmly on his lap, and commanded, "Hold onto my neck."

She bit her lower lip, turning her head away.

...

Although the car had a high chassis today, it was still continuously trembling.

Outside the car, George looked at the slight shaking of the wheels and took a deep breath.

The very earth seemed to tremble.

Without guessing, one could know what kind of spring scene was unfolding inside.

He ordered the bodyguards to turn their heads away, forbidding them from looking, and then surrounded the front, back, and sides of the car, preventing any passersby from coming near.

At last.

The sky gradually darkened, the sunset dipped, and even the last light gradually vanished below the horizon.

The city lights began to glow, the neon of the city center sparkling in the distance.

This was one of G City’s busiest main roads, with the number of people heading home from work and those out shopping at night slowly increasing.

Occasionally, many passersby were attracted by the luxurious car parked on the street, giving it more than a few glances, some even whispering and pointing secretly.

However, every time someone looked this way for more than five seconds, George would send a bodyguard over to "remind" that person properly.

Gradually, the luxury car guarded by the line of men turned into an isolated island, untroubled by anyone.

Slowly, the shaking of the luxurious car began to decrease, until finally, it stopped.

Inside the car, there were remnants of a war, yet they were unspeakably seductive remnants.

Huo Zhenyang quickly straightened his clothes, then dressed the limp Little Kitten in the seat, and finally wrapped his suit jacket around her, covering her exposed body, before lowering the window.

The scent of debauchery drifted away with the night air.

Jiayi lay powerless on the premium Italian crocodile leather seat, looking like a doll that had been ravished by its master.

Her gaze shifted, looking at the several used transparent objects under the sofa, and she bit her lip.

Her cheeks bloomed like petals, burning so hot they seemed ready to bleed, the redness spreading all the way to the roots of her ears.

All of these were evidence of how he had treated her in the car just now.

Until now, her ears seemed to echo with the wicked words he had whispered into them.

This detestable man!

Utterly despicable!

In the cramped backseat, he kept making her bear his anger from the day.

Until now, she still felt utterly humiliated, acting like a little ostrich, burying her small head into the cushion, unwilling to even lift her head to look at him.