Panting, Matthias undid his belt as he spoke. Then, he pinned Cindy down. By then, Cindy felt as if her body had melted. She could not push Matthias away. Not that she wanted to, anyway.
Although Henrick was a domineering man, he was as good as a dead fish in bed. She could only pretend to enjoy every time. Only Matthias could fulfill her. Forget about Arielle first. We’ll talk about her later. Cindy then took off her panties herself. After the activity, the two were covered in sweat.
The musty scent of love filled the air in the room. As Matthias lit a cigarette, he sighed in satisfaction. With a blanket wrapped around her, Cindy drawled, “Shall we talk business now? What have you found out?” Matthias flicked the ash off his cigarette before muttering, “I don’t know why you’re so anxious. The girl’s nothing but a country bumpkin.” Hearing him, she instantly furrowed her brows and sat upright. “What? Did you not find out about anything?” Flicking away his cigarette, Matthias then turned to kiss Cindy, but the latter pushed him away.
“Spit it out,” Cindy hissed. Matthias knew she was two seconds away from losing her temper. Stunned, Matthias then solemnly elaborated, “Everyone in the village knows the girl. They say she’s raised there. I investigated her schools too.
Matthias nodded. “I have. I found her high school homeroom teacher. She said her grades are not bad, but she flunked her high school final examination, so she only managed to get into a third-rate university. However, due to its horrendous results, the university has now closed down.” At that, Cindy knitted her brows. Have I really overestimated Arielle? Is she really just a hillbilly? Matthias then leaned closer to her. “Cin, she’s just a little girl.
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