All the goddesses in the world are lusting after my body.

An Hongdou used to think highly of herself, but now she understands that no matter how arrogant she is, she still cannot change her innermost nature; she is still a woman.

Just like how men crave a woman's body.

Women are not immune to lusting after men's bodies.

She felt a surge of desire, her mouth watered, and even her body started to crave it; her saliva began to drip.

But just as she was engrossed in caressing Jiang Tang's body, a hand that seemed oblivious to the atmosphere suddenly grabbed her wrist.

It was Jiang Tang. His brows were furrowed, but he was still as handsome as ever.

But... that seems a bit ungrateful.

"Senior, it's about time to stop. If you're here to seduce me on behalf of Qianxi... I think you've gone this far enough."

"Also, could you turn the air conditioning down a bit? It's so hot..."

Jiang Tang is indeed a master at ruining the mood.

Or perhaps he understands everything, which is why he suddenly said this, saying it was hot, but in his heart he was thinking of cooling down An Hongdou's passion.

"Who said I came here to seduce you in her place?"

An Hongdou's tone was dissatisfied, and with a slight exertion of force on her wrist, Jiang Tang consciously released his grip.

She withdrew her hand, pulled a few tissues from behind Jiang Tang, and when she looked up again, her eyes and brows appeared surprisingly gentle.

She began to wipe the sweat from Jiang Tang's forehead.

"I dressed like this for you, do you want me to freeze to death if you don't turn the air conditioning up?"

"..."

"Look me in the eyes, and you can't say a word? I'm asking you, am I pretty?"

"...Very beautiful, of course senior is extremely beautiful."

"How does it compare to my sister?" An Hongdou asked seductively, puffing out her chest.

The gorgeous long dress she wore accentuated all the beauty of a woman; specifically, it had very little fabric where it should be, and not much where it should be... well, not too much either.

Whether it's a backless design or a low-cut neckline that accentuates a woman's proud cleavage.

Pressed against a person's body, the soft touch is like the clouds in the sky, seemingly an unattainable dream, yet becoming a reality that can be trifled with.

Jiang Tang didn't know where to look, but no matter where he looked, he could still catch a glimpse of that snow-white, soft, and delicate southern scenery out of the corner of his eye.

"Qianxi and her senior... are different."

“I asked you who looks better, and you told me we’re different, junior. What I want to hear isn’t ‘nonsense literature’ or your ‘pretending to be stupid.’”

Jiang Tang remained silent, because it was an answer they both knew perfectly well.

An Hongdou is the mature Qianxi, a woman who knows all her advantages and makes the most of them. The only thing An Qianxi has over her is perhaps her naive heart.

However, this does not mean that An Hongdou completely surpasses An Qianxi. In fact, the difference between the two is very small, similar to 9.9 and 10, with only a difference of 0.1. But it may take unimaginable effort to achieve perfection for that 0.1.

Jiang Tang cannot change the objective facts; the only thing he can do is to change reality subjectively.

"In my heart, Qianxi is definitely more beautiful."

Hearing these words, Jiang Tang thought An Hongdou would be angry, but to his surprise, she laughed. Her laughter was melodious, and she was sweet and charming.

Because An Hongdou is a smart person, she can read Jiang Tang's other answer. In reality, there is no doubt that she is more beautiful.

That's enough; I'm now one step ahead of An Qianxi.

Even though she had the privileged conditions provided by her family, and even though she possessed so many resources and treasures that she could not obtain, her ex-boyfriend, whom she deeply loved and who still couldn't forget her, now admitted in his heart that he was more beautiful.

Simply put, An Hongdou wins!

She desperately needed to beat An Qianxi, even though she could normally be a caring older sister to her younger sister, showing concern and warmth.

But people always need to heal their unfortunate past, whether through malice or madness.

Jiang Tang is destined to become... nourishment for An Hongdou, or even a sacrifice.

This is the price An Qianxi pays for having everything she cannot have.

"That's about enough. There's no need to hold back anymore, right? Junior, you've already figured out that my purpose isn't to test you for Qianxi's sake."

An Hongdou's tone was ambiguous, her voice as delicate as an orchid.

"Senior is a woman too, and she has her own desires. I've never been in a relationship, nor have I ever liked a man, but I have a strong liking for you, junior. It started with your looks and figure, but I'm also drawn to your inner soul."

"In my view on relationships, I can totally accept sex before love. Even if our bodies are compatible, maintaining a purely physical relationship is fine. This should be entirely beneficial for you, right?"

"Even you admit that Qianxi is no match for me."

"Since that's the case, why not take this opportunity to indulge yourself? If you're with me, how could I possibly mistreat you?"

"No one will know what happened in this office, not even Qianxi."

"at last……"

This will be An Hongdou's ultimate weapon, her trump card, a proposal that 99% of men would find impossible to refuse.

"Finally, I will still keep my promise and contact Qianxi for you, and even help you win her back, as long as you satisfy my physical desires and let me get through this difficult night~"

"Think about it, you have my body, a relationship where you don't have to take any responsibility, and you can even win back your first love."

“In the future, it’s not impossible for my sister and I to do some fun things with you and enjoy the happiness of having two wives.”

An Hongdou could clearly see that Jiang Tang's throat was moving.

Indeed, who could refuse such a proposal with almost zero risk and high returns?

Her eyes followed Jiang Tang's gaze, wanting to give him a signal at this moment, a signal that he shouldn't reject her.

People are actually very easily swayed by others' thinking. The simplest way is to look into their eyes, keep a close eye on their thoughts and ideas, and then try to tempt or coerce them.

"I……"

Jiang Tang's gaze swayed like a glass filled with wine.

An Hongdou chuckled softly, for she was about to sip fine wine; it was her "harvest night."

There were some things she didn't lie to Jiang Tang about. She did have the needs of a woman, perhaps even stronger than the average woman, because she was good at pretending and being perfect in front of others, which inevitably made it very difficult for her to suppress her true nature.

The deeper the suppression, the stronger the release.

Even without her younger sister An Qianxi's involvement, An Hongdou would eventually succumb to her desires and hunt down her prey.

Jiang Tang was undoubtedly such a top-value prey.

An Hongdou had already declared her victory. She gently took Jiang Tang's wrist, wrapped it around her slender waist, and let him hold it, inviting him to admire and play with the scenery beneath her skirt...

At first, Jiang Tang was manipulated like a puppet, but the moment An Hongdou actually touched her senior's skin, she found that she could no longer hold Jiang Tang's hand.

Sensing that something was amiss, An Hongdou frowned, and then Jiang Tang finally managed to string together his fragmented words.

"I originally thought that Senior Sister Hongdou was a beautiful woman with a fresh and refined appearance."

"Looking at the results now, it seems we couldn't escape the common fate."

"No matter how beautiful your clothes are or how attractive your appearance is, you can't compare to someone who is just as good."

"I suppose you already know my answer by now."

"I regret to decline your 'kind offer'."

"Senior, you've already lost the moment you started to seduce me."

"Qianxi deserves to be loved more than you."

Jiang Tang forcefully shook off An Hongdou's hand, which was still trying to hold his, and pushed away her body that was moving closer to him. When he touched her shoulder, he felt that her body was terribly stiff.

These words struck her like a chord.

Jiang Tang unintentionally broke through An Hongdou's defenses.

Although he was not a victor when he uttered these words, but rather a person who returned empty-handed, he sighed helplessly.

"It seems I've cut off my own means of contacting Qianxi."

"The student council doesn't need you to make an exception for me to join. I'll just continue living a carefree life."

"One day, I believe that day will come."

"It wasn't through you that I was able to reunite with Qianxi and salvage this relationship."

"Goodbye, senior."

He turned and left, politely closing the door behind him.

An Hongdou, who barely managed to stay upright by holding onto the office desk and chairs, covered her face, her shoulders trembling, as if she were crying.

It took An Hongdou a very long time to regain her strength and stand up.

With faint tear stains on her face, she walked toward the window that was half-hidden behind the curtains.

Then fully open the curtains.

A cell phone, which had been sitting there for who knows how long, was visible. The phone displayed "The other party hung up the voice call"—it was unclear when.

The name of the person she was contacting was none other than "An Qianxi".

An Hongdou pursed her lips tightly, her eyes slightly red and her expression incredibly complex; no one knew what she was thinking.

Only low murmurs echoed in the office.

"Where do you stop listening, my... sister?"

?276 Re-examination

These are perfect conditions that 99 out of 100 normal men would find impossible to refuse!

Senior An's body, a relationship that doesn't require responsibility, the future of the student council, the temptation of sisterly donburi...

But Jiang Tang was the last one left, and he was rejected!

On the way home, Jiang Tang himself was also quite upset and depressed because he had gained nothing from going to An Hongdou's office except for sweating profusely.

Wasting time, wasting life.

But Jiang Tang did not regret his final choice.