"Are you going to investigate this matter?"

Just as Dirk Carter hung up the phone, Christina Ramey suddenly became excited.

Dirk Carter grunted in acknowledgment.

Christina tried to get up, but any movement caused the wound on her butt to ache.

Helpless, she could only hunch her body and asked, "Can you take me along? I want to help too."

Dirk turned around to look.

Nosebleed almost burst out.

Mind you, Christina was bare-bottomed.

When she arched her butt.

The "gap" between her legs was clearly visible.

Seeing Dirk not answer, Christina turned her head and immediately became embarrassed and angry, yelling, "You still say you're not a pervert?"

"Beauty, I swear I didn't mean to look, it's just that you arched your butt, it's impossible not to look."

Christina sulkily lay back down.

And said, "I don't care, you have to take me with you because I told you about this first."

"It's not that I don't want to take you, firstly, you're still injured, and secondly, this matter is quite complicated. As a teacher, what can you help with?"

"Why can't I help? Didn't you get all the information from me just now?"

Christina argued rationally.

Dirk, helpless, waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, wait until you're better, we'll talk about helping then, okay?"

"Okay."

Hearing Dirk agree.

Christina nodded excitedly.

Dirk didn't even know when he fell asleep.

When he woke up, Christina's head was resting on his arm, her other arm draped across his chest, and a bare leg placed across his lower abdomen.

A youthful and dazzling face.

Coupled with a body that gets one's blood pumping.

The most fatal part was she wasn't wearing pants.

In such a situation, Dirk suddenly felt something between his legs seemed to be starting to expand.

As it expanded, it stood up unashamedly and directly pressed against Christina's thigh.

Christina, even in her sleep, felt something amiss.

She started to rub with her thigh.

That rub was all it took.

The thing got even stiffer.

Sleeping Christina frowned and actually moved her hand down, grabbing Titan in her hand.

Even though it was separated by his pants.

The warm hand felt too real.

Dirk felt a wave of embarrassment.

He thought about pulling out his arm and leaving the bed.

Christina also woke up.

She opened her sleepy eyes and mumbled, "What is this, so pokey?"

"Uh... that..."

Dirk didn't know how to explain for a moment.

Christina turned her head slightly, glanced at her hand, and as if she had been electrocuted, quickly withdrew her hand, her face turning a bright shade of red. She slapped Dirk's chest forcefully, exclaiming angrily, "Ah... pervert!"

"No, beauty, I was sleeping soundly, it's you who climbed onto me, and besides, it was you who reached over and grabbed it, how did I become a pervert?"

Dirk asked, feeling wronged.

Christina felt a burst of shyness.

She argued unreasonably, "Well... it poked me, so you're a pervert."

"What do you mean by it poking you makes me a pervert? It stood up, it's not my fault, okay?"

"It's your own thing, how can it not be your fault... ah, what am I even saying?"

Christina felt overwhelming embarrassment and shame.

She started shouting loudly.

Dirk took the opportunity to get out of bed.

And said, "Alright, alright, stop shouting, okay? Otherwise, the neighbors might really think something happened between us."

"Who wants something to happen with you, you pervert."

Christina scolded.

Dirk didn't know how to explain, and said, "Okay, okay, I'm a pervert, I'm a pervert, is that alright now?"

"No!"

"Then what else do you want?"

"I need to pee!"

Christina pouted.

Dirk was speechless.

He could only pick Christina up.

Walked into the bathroom, just like last night, he held her legs open, aimed her at the toilet.

Dirk waited for a while.

But didn't hear the sound of water.

Dirk was at a loss, and said, "Beauty, hurry up, okay? Holding you like this is really tiring."

Christina blushed, and bashfully said, "I do want to pee, but... can't you, can't you stop poking me... I can't pee like this..."

Dirk was still a bit drowsy.

Hearing that, he immediately realized Titan was pressing against Christina's flower.

How awkward was that?

He quickly shifted his hip back.

After waiting a bit more.

The sound of water finally started.

After she was done, Christina wiped with a tissue and said, "I usually shower in the morning, I really want to take a shower now."

"My dear, your butt and sole wounds haven't healed yet, a shower is out of the question, it would be very painful."

Dirk said, exasperated.

Christina pouted and said, "I don't care if it hurts, but if I don't shower in the morning, I'll feel uncomfortable all day."

"But you can't sit, nor stand, how are you going to shower? Are you going to lie down and shower?"

Dirk asked.

Christina thought for a bit, and said, "How about this, you bring a stool in, sit with your legs together on it, then I'll spread my legs, resting on your thighs, and shower like that."

Oh boy.

She wants to use him as a human stand?

Dirk said, "Isn't that a bit too complicated?"

"I don't care, I want to shower, you're the one who got me into this state, you have to take responsibility, you promised last night that you'd take care of me today."

"Alright, alright, I'll take care of you, I'll take care of you."

No choice, since this chick is Charlotte Ramey's daughter.

If he offends her, he can't bear the consequences.

He could only pick her up and place her on the sofa.

Then he brought a small stool in, picked her up again, and carried her inside.

Reality is harsh compared to expectations.

According to Christina's plan, she intended to sit on Dirk's thigh, with her back to him, to shower.

But in practice, she realized if she had her back to him, it meant her butt would touch his thigh, which would still hurt her wound.

Facing him directly, as long as she shifted a bit to his knee, with her butt suspended, it would be fine.

But this meant.

She would be completely nude facing Dirk.

"So, isn't it troublesome, can we wait until your wound heals to shower?"

Seeing her hesitation, Dirk reminded her.

Christina's stubbornness came up.

She said, "No, I want to shower."

And then she turned around, spread her legs, and sat facing Dirk.

"Close your eyes!"

Christina commanded.

Dirk was so fed up, he obediently closed his eyes.

Christina grabbed the showerhead and started showering, satisfied.

"Can you hurry up? It's been ten minutes."

After a while.

Dirk felt Christina hadn't made progress and was getting impatient.

Christina unhappily said, "Why are you rushing, ten minutes is just the start, I usually shower for..."

She didn't finish her sentence because she leaned forward a bit to reach for the body wash behind Dirk, and as she tilted her body, one full bunny slipped straight into Dirk's mouth...

In an instant, Dirk didn't know what filled his mouth.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

Waves surged in front of him.

"Hmm..." A low hum came from his throat.

Christina felt like she was electrified, shivering uncontrollably, and instinctively clinging to Dirk's head; now, a major part of the bunny covered Dirk's face.

It was offered on a silver platter.

Why not take advantage?

Dirk took the opportunity to stick his tongue out and lick the pink grape.

Christina felt humiliated, quickly straightened her body, and slapped Dirk's head, declaring angrily, "Pervert, pervert, you're such a big pervert..."

After a night of being called a pervert.

Dirk's patience reached its limit.

His anger surged.

And he asked, "You really want to call me a pervert, don't you?"

"You... you took advantage of me, and you still say you're... not a pervert?"

Christina retorted angrily, her face flushing red.

Dirk nodded and said, "Alright, since you insist I'm a pervert, I'll show you just how perverted I can be..."

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