After saving milfs, they all want to own me-Chapter 167 - 095 Catherine, who can’t eat or sleep in peace, Aunt Lai: I won’t drink Forget-Zaizai Milk. I’m afraid I’ll forget Zaizai!_2

Chapter 167: 095 Catherine, who can’t eat or sleep in peace, Aunt Lai: I won’t drink Forget-Zaizai Milk. I’m afraid I’ll forget Zaizai!_2

"No problem, come and wipe my high heels for me!"

As she spoke, Catherine spat on her high heels. Her sparkling saliva landed on the heels.

She sat down on the sofa, waiting for Li Zhiyan to serve her.

Li Zhiyan wasn’t surprised. This woman was constantly thinking of ways to take revenge on him, which was more than normal by now.

Picking up a tissue, he carefully wiped Catherine’s high heels. With one hand holding Catherine’s silky black-stockinged leg, Li Zhiyan silently endured Catherine’s workplace bullying.

Li Zhiyan’s utterly submissive demeanor brought Catherine some inner satisfaction. This brat, in the company, was like a dog she had raised herself, doing whatever she commanded him to do.

Even cleaning toilets was something he gladly undertook. Yet Catherine’s mind flashed back to the scene from yesterday afternoon.

The moment in the alley where Li Zhiyan kissed her—that sense of humiliation still lingered vividly in her memory.

"Massage me. Carefully massage every part of my calves. Not a single spot missing!"

Catherine ordered Li Zhiyan. Resigned to the workplace bullying, Li Zhiyan removed her high heels.

Gently, he took Catherine’s soft, cold feet encased in black stockings into his hand. That smooth, silky texture filled him with a deep, inexplicable fondness.

Her feet were slightly cold; in this kind of weather, holding them felt incredibly comfortable.

Li Zhiyan’s hands moved up and down Catherine’s legs in a steady massage. Before long, they moved past her knees. Catherine tacitly allowed it.

Li Zhiyan’s massage was too soothing, and the nerves in her thighs were far more sensitive compared to her calves. Catherine found herself greedily enjoying the sensation.

After a while, Catherine’s mind returned to the promise she had made with Li Zhiyan. She still had to let him kiss her once.

It weighed on her chest like a heavy stone.

It made her feel deeply uncomfortable. That damned Li Zhiyan actually had the audacity to make such a demand of her.

The worst part was that, in her moment of panic, she had agreed to it. Catherine considered herself someone who kept her promises; breaking her word to an ordinary, insignificant yellow-skinned man she looked down upon was not something she would allow.

So this promise had to be fulfilled. She closed her eyes.

As she dwelled on the matter, Catherine suddenly asked, "Li Zhiyan, do you really know kung fu?"

"That Ni guy from before was so tall and strong, and you beat him effortlessly."

Catherine’s tone was dripping with disdain for that Ni guy. In her heart, even Li Zhiyan was above him.

Of course, Catherine believed that she, as a White woman, was inherently the most superior.

As for everyone else, they were mere supporting players in her world.

"Kung fu? There’s no such thing," Li Zhiyan replied.

Seeing that Li Zhiyan didn’t want to discuss the topic of kung fu, Catherine muttered inwardly that he was stingy. Easterners were indeed like that.

Clearly, he had kung fu, but he refused to tell her. Did he really think she’d steal it from him?

Closing her eyes, Catherine savored the feeling of Li Zhiyan’s hands constantly moving up and down her legs, massaging her. She found it deeply pleasurable.

After a while, Catherine felt an unfamiliar heat stirring within her.

She got up and pinned Li Zhiyan beneath her.

With her knees on either side of him, Catherine sat on Li Zhiyan’s lap.

This sudden move left Li Zhiyan utterly baffled. What was this woman planning? Was she about to unleash her animalistic desires and enforce some workplace "rules" on him?

He wasn’t that kind of person!

If workplace "rules" had to be enforced, at least there should be a promotion involved!

"Li Zhiyan, let’s kiss now. I owe you a kiss. Let’s do it, and this whole thing will be over."

The moment Catherine made this request, Li Zhiyan understood what was going on.

It seemed this matter had been weighing on Catherine’s mind, making her feel extremely uneasy.

So she wanted to settle it as quickly as possible.

Staring at Catherine’s stunning face, which was almost unnervingly close, Li Zhiyan reclined leisurely on the spot.

"But, President, I’m not in the mood right now. I don’t want to kiss."

"Li Zhiyan!"

Catherine grabbed his shoulders.

"Hurry up and end this, do you hear me?"

"Otherwise, I will make you regret it."

"I understand, President Catherine. But you can’t force me into something like this. At the very least, we should wait until I’m in the mood."

"And when will you be in the mood?"

"I don’t know. Sometime soon, I guess."

Catherine took a deep breath. She wanted to shove her foot into Li Zhiyan’s mouth to subject him to absolute humiliation.

But she realized the probability of successfully doing so was next to zero.

This damned man knew kung fu, and he was clearly not someone easy to manipulate.

Getting off of him, Catherine put her high heels back on.

"Fine, you can leave now. But you need to come to me as soon as possible to settle this matter."

"I don’t want to break my promise to someone as lowly as you, a yellow-skinned man."

Li Zhiyan couldn’t help but chuckle. If Catherine had backed out of her word, there wouldn’t have been much he could do.

But for her to insist on keeping her promise, well, he would make her wait for it.

Li Zhiyan nodded, then walked toward the door.