An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

In the cramped attic.

An inexplicable and eerie smell permeated the air.

Looking at the delicate face beneath him, still flushed, Lynn's mind went blank.

In a mere third of a second, my mind went completely blank, and all thoughts were cast to the winds.

No wonder!

He said he's such a grown man, how could he possibly wet the bed in his sleep? This is ridiculous!

It turns out that someone was secretly pulling the strings and forcibly changing the course of the dream!

After a brief moment of shock, Lynn's expression became increasingly strange.

Honestly, the first person that popped into his mind when he realized something was wrong was definitely Mrs. Hill!

After all, this kind of sneaky and practiced approach seems to be typical of that mature woman's style.

But he never expected that the fairy godmother hiding under the covers would be the rebellious Katie!

Recalling the complex look Katie had given him on the stairs last night, Lynn's eyes flashed with understanding, and he gradually realized something.

Perhaps this girl had already been planning this surprise attack since last night.

This girl is really hiding her true abilities!

Shaking his still somewhat dazed head, Lynn decided to sit up.

Looking at Katie's slightly provocative face, he curled his lips into a half-smile: "Good girl, you're definitely not late today, you're the first one."

"but……"

Just as Katie was about to show a smug look, Lynn suddenly changed the subject:

He first glanced down at the limp and utterly exhausted Yun Chang, then let out a soft sigh:

"If I remember correctly, this seems to be a reward for you. I haven't promised to reward you today, so this is considered an unauthorized extra meal!"

"Oh, no, that's not right."

Glancing at the suspicious pile of filth under the bed, Lynn shook his head and clicked his tongue twice: "You're not only forcing extra food on me, but you're also seriously wasting food."

Upon hearing this, Katie's beautiful eyes widened suddenly!

Her cherry-like lips, still glistening with moisture, slowly opened, and an expression of disbelief appeared on her face.

Immediately, a surge of intense shame and anger burned bright red on her cheeks.

She never imagined that Lynn could be so shameless!

Even though I mentally prepared myself and forced myself to endure the discomfort to serve, it turned out to be something else entirely in the other person's mouth.

He was even accused of secretly adding extra food to the meal!

This is absolutely outrageous!

Lynn observed Katie's puffed-up cheeks up close with great interest.

It has to be said that this little girl always pretends to be mature and rebellious.

Her shy and annoyed demeanor at this moment was unexpectedly adorable.

After observing for a moment, Lynn looked at Katie, who was still sulking and silent, and spread his hands in a helpless gesture:

"Well then, beautiful Miss Katie, could you please get off me now? I need to get up and go to the toilet."

At this point, Lynn gave the other person a meaningful look.

Dreaming of needing to release water usually has a physiological reason.

The water release authority was simply restricted by some force majeure event.

Anyone who knows this basic common sense understands it.

However, after Lynn finished speaking, Katie remained motionless like a statue.

She bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness as she glared fiercely at Lynn.

"I said..." Lynn frowned, about to say something more.

Suddenly, Katie lunged forward like an enraged wildcat.

He wrapped his arms tightly around Lynn's neck and kissed her without saying a word!

By the time Lynn realized what was happening, the girl's warm red lips were already inches away.

However, Lynn was startled by the girl's sudden and passionate kiss, and felt no joy whatsoever.

Normally, he would be happy to accept a beautiful woman throwing herself at him.

But now... even tigers don't eat their cubs!

That mouth of mine just now...

At the critical moment.

Lynn's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly stretched out his right hand, his four slender fingers like iron clamps, precisely inserting them into Katie's slightly open mouth!

"Hmm!"

Katie suddenly froze on the spot.

Seemingly completely unprepared for things to turn out this way, a hint of grievance welled up in her watery eyes.

Her whole body froze in mid-air, and her expression became aggrieved.

"Ahem!"

Lynn coughed lightly, his expression remaining unchanged.

He calmly withdrew his hand and said in a serious but nonsensical tone, "I was just... checking if there were any poisons hidden in your mouth."

Upon hearing this, the entire attic seemed to be put on pause.

The room fell silent instantly, so quiet you could hear a pin drop; the atmosphere was incredibly awkward.

In the suffocating awkwardness, Lynn's fingers tapped symbolically twice.

It seemed as if he was confirming the truth of what he had just said.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

After a three-second silence, the grievance in Katie's eyes completely transformed into shame and anger.

Suddenly, it opened its mouth wide and viciously bit down on Lynn's finger!

"hiss!"

Lynn gasped and tried to pull her hand back, but it was too late.

A row of clear teeth marks appeared on the five fingers.

Just as Lynn was about to let go, Katie pounced on him again like a swallow returning to its nest.

However, this time her target was no longer her lips, but Lynn's neck, which was marked with fresh strawberry marks and teeth marks!

This time, she got her wish.

"hiss!"

Lynn gasped and couldn't help but click her tongue.

Is this little girl a dog? She's so strong! That really hurts!

……

One minute later.

"Alright! Can you shut up now?"

Lynn tried to push Katie away, but she clung to him like glue and wouldn't budge no matter how hard he tried.

Seeing this, Lynn frowned and his tone turned serious: "If you don't loosen your grip, I won't be so polite."

Upon hearing this, Katie trembled slightly, but she stubbornly refused to budge.

Seeing this, Lynn was about to take some forceful measures, but then seemed to suddenly remember something.

After glancing at the already dawning sky outside the window, he said quietly, "If you don't stop talking, Mrs. Hill will come up and wake me up."

These words sounded like they carried some kind of magical spell.

Katie immediately opened her mouth as if by reflex, her body sprang up, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

Although she was rebellious, she absolutely did not want to be seen by Mrs. Hill under such circumstances.

"If we don't leave soon, Mrs. Hill will probably be coming upstairs soon," Lynn added in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Katie gritted her teeth, glared at Lynn, and finally got up.

Before leaving, he made sure to check the new bright red hickeys on Lynn's neck one last time before turning away, satisfied.

Watching Katie's hurried departure, Lynn shook his head and smiled helplessly.

Actually, he wasn't sure if Mrs. Hill would really come up; he had just said those words to scare the little girl.

"call……"

A sudden wave of drowsiness washed over Lynn, and he couldn't help but let out a big yawn.

Last night, Mrs. Hill was up too late, and this morning Katie woke her up early by forcing her to have an extra meal.

He hadn't fully recovered yet, and now he really hadn't had any rest.

"Never mind, I'll go back to sleep."

Lynn mumbled something, turned over, pulled the covers over his head, and drifted back to sleep.

……

at the same time.

Katie, who had just returned to her room feeling guilty, had just gently closed the door.

"Squeak—"

The next second, the door to the master bedroom on the first floor was suddenly pushed open.

Mrs. Hill, still half-asleep, pushed open the door and came out.

Her golden wavy hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and the thin straps of her silk slip dress had somehow slipped down.

Large swathes of her fair, full breasts were exposed to the air without reservation.

Of course, what's most striking is her still-charming face.

To be precise, it was the handprint that hadn't completely faded away.

Mrs. Hill subconsciously reached up and touched her cheek, the lingering burning pain making her involuntarily shudder.

Her eyes, which had been somewhat dazed just moments before, suddenly became moist and dreamy.

Of course, there is also that irresistible craving, like a bone-deep infection.

She bit her lip, her eyes darting back and forth between the bathroom and the stairwell leading upstairs several times.

In the end, she resolutely gave up the idea of ​​washing up first.

"Let's wake Lin up first. If we don't feed him properly, all this washing will be for nothing."

Mrs. Hill was silently making plans in her mind.

Then, with that longing look in his eyes, he walked barefoot and carefully made his way to the third-floor attic.

"Tap...tap...tap..."

In order not to wake up Kitty, Mrs. Hill deliberately controlled the sound of her footsteps.

As he passed by Katie's room, he even bent down nervously and tiptoed like a cat.

But at this moment, Mrs. Hill could never have imagined it.

Behind the door, less than a meter away, Katie was leaning tightly against it, wiping her lips with her hand.

Feeling the lingering warmth, a victorious smile slowly curved her lips.

……

A three-story attic.

The sky outside the window gradually brightened.

Lynn, still asleep, suddenly frowned, sensing something was wrong once again.

Having learned from his previous two experiences, he immediately opened his eyes wide this time.

When I got up and looked, I immediately felt a chill run down my spine.

The spot that Katie had just left was now occupied by Mrs. Hill!

Most importantly, the other person was trying to unzip his pants!

No, Mrs. Hill really came?

Did these two plan this? Are they playing a game of tag here? Taking turns coming one by one?

In an instant, Lynn's mind was racing with a thousand thoughts.

"What are you going to do?" Lynn sat up straight quickly with a somersault.

Mrs. Hill looked up, her dreamy eyes carrying a hint of coquettishness.

She glanced at Lynn up and down a few times, then stuck out her pink tongue and licked her red lips, her voice sweet and seductive: "Damn!"

Immediately afterward, ignoring Lynn's resistance, she leaned closer, her warm breath brushing against Lynn's ear as she whispered:

"I've come to wake you up. Now that you're awake... let's get started."

With that, Mrs. Hill reached out to pull at the suspenders that had already slipped halfway down.

However, the next second.

Lynn, unusually serious, reached out to block Mrs. Hill's movement.

He raised his head under Mrs. Hill's puzzled gaze and said righteously and firmly:

"What are you doing? It's so early in the morning, can't you stop thinking about such filthy things!"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Hill was completely stunned and utterly dumbfounded.

She looked at Lynn with disbelief on her face.

It seems no one expected that Lynn, who was driving like a wolf and violently last night, would turn around like this.

How come after just one night, he suddenly transformed into this saintly figure, devoid of worldly desires?

Just then, Mrs. Hill's gaze suddenly swept over Lynn's neck, and her brows furrowed instantly.

After carefully examining the fresh red marks, he asked with a puzzled look, "Your neck... why do it seem like there are a few more marks now?"

Lynn raised an eyebrow, his heart suddenly jolting.

He muttered to himself, "I'll have to ask Katie about that."

But he remained outwardly calm, even displaying a hint of dissatisfaction in his rebuttal:

"You must be mistaken. That's all there was last night. I bet you kissed them all in the chaos. I've noticed that not only is your mind full of lewd thoughts, but your eyesight isn't what it used to be."

"Really?" Mrs. Hill's eyes were still full of suspicion.

"Alright!" Lynn didn't want to dwell on the matter any longer and shut Mrs. Hill up.

"Snapped!"

Without any hesitation, he slapped Mrs. Hill's plump, round buttocks, eliciting a gasp from her.

"You little slut, since you're so thirsty, I'll let you have your way today."

Lynn's lips curled into a wicked smile: "I'll be merciful and show you my skills."

"What tactics?" Mrs. Hill's eyes flashed with anticipation.

Lynn didn't speak, but slowly raised his right hand.

Under Mrs. Hill's questioning gaze, he slowly tucked his thumb, ring finger, and little finger into his palm.

Only the index and middle fingers are left.

Then, the two fingers twitched rapidly in mid-air a few times.

Having done all this, Lynn smiled slightly, concealing his accomplishment: "Actually, I have another name... Kato Lynn!"

……

A few seconds later.

With a few muffled thuds, Mrs. Hill staggered and crashed into the old wooden window of the attic.

The wooden windows, which were already in disrepair, were suddenly smashed open.

A cool breeze, carrying a hint of chill, swept in instantly, dispersing much of the idyllic air in the attic.

This sudden and violent commotion.

This once again caught the attention of Bob, the newsboy who was delivering newspapers downstairs.

Bob looked up and saw that the second-floor window was wide open, and...

Mrs. Hill's face was flushed.

"Oh, Mrs. Hill, you're up so early today!" Bob greeted her warmly, waving his newspaper.

"Yes...yes!"

Mrs. Hill gripped the window frame tightly with both hands, her fingernails almost digging into the wooden window frame.

He forced a smile that looked worse than crying and was incredibly stiff.

Her voice trembled violently, as if she were desperately trying to hold back something: "Yes... in the morning... I couldn't sleep!"

Bob scratched his messy hair and smiled innocently:

"Your complexion looks rosier than before! Have a nice day, goodbye, Mrs. Hill!"

Until Bob's figure completely disappeared around the street corner.

Mrs. Hill finally raised her head with a sigh of relief.

With his eyes tightly shut, he let out a long, distorted gasp:

"Oh...My...Goodness!!!"

……

P.S.: I've noticed that people aren't very enthusiastic about this kind of storyline, so let's move on to the main plot.

Let's do a big poll! If you like this kind of storyline, type 1; if you don't, type 2. I'll tally it up.