86: disinfect

The lock clicked softly. The breeze Supervisor Chen created when she left stirred the sticky air in the room, still lingering, a mix of sweat and desire.

Dead silence.

The dead silence after the heavy rain was more unsettling than thunder.

Wang Fugui, lying on the floor mat, was slowly struggling out of his daze. He lay stiffly, feeling that the heat source beside him had vanished, leaving only a cold straw mat.

Everything from last night... the amplified gasps in the darkness, flooded back into his mind like a torrent.

He suddenly sat up and looked down at his body.

His broad chest and strong arms were covered in crisscrossing dark red scratch marks, some places even broken skin, oozing tiny beads of blood. On the side of his neck, there was a glaring purplish-red mark, brazenly proclaiming the madness of the night.

Boom!

Wang Fugui's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red.

Was this vixen a cat?

Shame and regret were like two invisible hands, gripping his throat tightly. He instinctively grabbed the vest nearby to cover himself, but his hand froze in mid-air as soon as he lifted it.

A faint creaking sound came from the wooden bed behind him.

Wang Fugui's whole body trembled, his neck so stiff it felt like it would break. He didn't dare to turn around.

Lin Xiaocao sat up.

She made no sound, just sat there quietly, her eyes staring intently at his back.

Wang Fugui could feel that gaze, cold and sharp, almost burning two holes in his scratch-covered back.

After a long silence, he finally mustered the courage to turn around little by little.

When he saw Lin Xiaocao's appearance, his heart clenched sharply.

The girl's originally fair face was now deathly pale, without a trace of color, and beneath her usually clear and stubborn eyes hung two shockingly dark circles. She just looked at him, neither crying nor making a fuss, nor speaking, but her appearance broke his heart more than any hysterical questioning.

She hadn't slept all night.

"Little Grass, I..." Wang Fugui's lips trembled, his throat dry and hoarse, "I... last night... I wasn't human!"

He wanted to explain, to say that he had been drugged before and still had residual toxins in his body, to say that he was forced, but these words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single one.

In the face of facts, any explanation seemed so pale and powerless.

Lin Xiaocao ignored his stammering apology.

She lifted the thin quilt, got out of bed with stiff movements, and silently walked to the washbasin stand in the corner, picked up the enamel washbasin, and poured half a basin of cold well water.

The splashing sound of water was particularly harsh in the dead silent room.

She carried the basin of water and the towel, walking step by step towards Wang Fugui.

Then, she soaked the towel in the water, wrung it out, and knelt silently on the floor mat, beginning to vigorously scrub Wang Fugui's chest.

The towel was rough, and she used immense force. Each wipe carried a sense of punishment, scraping his skin with a burning pain.

Wang Fugui didn't dare to hide, nor did he dare to cry out in pain.

He just straightened his back, letting the girl vent her anger and grievances. He knew that she wasn't wiping away the sweat on his body, but the traces left by another woman.

She wanted to wipe him clean.

As she wiped, when the towel reached the most prominent purplish-red mark on his neck, Lin Xiaocao's movements stopped.

That mark was so glaring, so dirty.

She scrubbed a few times, but instead of fading, the mark became even redder and more swollen due to the friction.

Lin Xiaocao's breathing suddenly became rapid.

She suddenly threw the towel in her hand fiercely to the ground, her crimson eyes staring intently at the mark, as if she wanted to burn through it.

The next second, an action that Wang Fugui had not anticipated occurred.

Lin Xiaocao suddenly pounced on him.

She didn't use her hands, but her mouth.

She opened her mouth, aimed at the hickey belonging to Chen Yun, covered it fiercely, and then, using all her strength, began to suck.

That was not a kiss.

It was more like a small beast driven to desperation, using its most primal method to cover, to possess, to erase the scent of another intruder.

"Little Grass?!"

Wang Fugui trembled violently, a tingling current exploding from his neck, instantly spreading through his limbs and bones. He wanted to push her away, but his hands lifted halfway and then fell powerlessly.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Xiaocao finally let go.

She was slightly panting, raising her small face, which was damp and flushed.

Wang Fugui looked down and saw that the original purplish-red mark on his neck had been completely covered by a new hickey, darker in color and larger in scope.

The new mark bloomed, carrying an undeniable declaration.

Lin Xiaocao met his shocked gaze, her crimson eyes full of stubbornness and unwillingness. Biting her pale lips, she squeezed out two words through gritted teeth.

"Disinfection."

These two words completely shattered the fragile paper-thin window of "siblings" between them.

In the air, the ambiguous scent seemed to become even stronger, mixed with the faint milky fragrance of the girl and a dangerous aura of possessiveness, breaking through the earth... Meanwhile, at Hongda Electronics Factory, Quality Inspection Department office.

Supervisor Chen sat at her desk, reviewing documents while gently caressing her smooth, full red lips with her fingers.

Her mood today was exceptionally good.

Several female workers who came to submit reports peeked into the office doorway, whispering in low voices.

"Look at Supervisor Chen, isn't she different today?"

"Yes, she looks like her skin is glowing, much prettier than yesterday."

"Did she take some kind of miraculous elixir? Look at her complexion, fair with a rosy glow, she doesn't look like someone who just pulled an all-nighter."

Although the whispers were low, they still drifted into Supervisor Chen's ears.

A subtle smile spread across her lips.

Miraculous elixir?

That was no miraculous elixir; it was clearly a human-shaped tonic.

Just thinking about the ultimate pleasure of last night, she couldn't help but feel a ripple of emotion.

It seemed she would have to find more opportunities to "recharge" in the future.

Just as she was calculating what excuse to use next to get Wang Fugui, the broadcast speaker hanging on the workshop wall suddenly emitted a harsh static sound.

"Zzz... zzz..."

"Urgent notice! Urgent notice!"

A dispassionate male voice, transmitted through the broadcast, spread to every corner of the factory.

"All employees, please stop your current work immediately, stay where you are, and do not move around freely!"

The office instantly fell silent, everyone stopped what they were doing, looking at the broadcast in confusion.

"Repeating, all employees, stop work immediately and stay in place! Next, security personnel will conduct identity verification for all personnel in the factory. All employees must cooperate!"

Identity verification?

The lazy smile on Supervisor Chen's face instantly froze.

She suddenly looked up, and an ominous premonition clutched her heart.

The voice on the broadcast continued, cold and resolute.

"No one is allowed to leave their post without authorization. Violators will bear the consequences!"