Chapter 61

Mo Zhitao watched Yu Meijing go to the toilet, and his heart couldn't help but race.

He thought back to the day when Yang Liumei went to the toilet. She was urinating inside, and he accidentally walked in, seeing her alluring figure. Thinking about this, Mo Zhitao felt a surge of excitement. He secretly walked to the toilet door and heard the sound of water inside. "Hehehe, Yu Meijing, I didn't mean to, I just need to use the toilet too." Mo Zhitao thought to himself.

So, Mo Zhitao held up his pants with one hand and pushed the toilet door with the other. Anyway, Yu Meijing couldn't scold him once she found him inside; he needed to use the toilet too, and who knew she was in there? Mo Zhitao felt more and more excited, and he felt a certain part of his body growing. Mo Zhitao gently pushed the door, but it didn't open. "Hmm, did I not push hard enough?" Thinking this, Mo Zhitao pushed harder. "Bang," the toilet door made a sound but still didn't open.

Yu Meijing, inside, was startled by the noise. "Who, who is outside?"

Yu Meijing called out, and the sound of water immediately stopped.

"Hey, is someone inside? I thought no one was in there," Mo Zhitao said deliberately.

"Mo Zhitao, what do you want? I'm inside," Yu Meijing called out.

"You pervert," Yu Meijing seemed to realize something. She was using the toilet with the light on, how could Mo Zhitao not see her? He was deliberately trying to see her use the toilet. If she hadn't locked the door, he would have rushed in.

Thinking about this, Yu Meijing felt a wave of embarrassment. This hateful pervert, how could he think of doing such things to her? "Hmph, I won't let you off," Yu Meijing's opinion of Mo Zhitao had changed. If it were before, she would have packed her things and left, but now she just wanted to make him pay.

Mo Zhitao said, "Oh, Meijing, I'm sorry, I didn't know. It's fine, continue, continue." Mo Zhitao couldn't hear the sound of water inside, so he assumed Yu Meijing hadn't finished.

"You, you pervert," Yu Meijing called out. "Go downstairs, don't stay here."

"Why? This is a public toilet. When you rented the room, you didn't rent the toilet," Mo Zhitao said.

"But you can't wait at the door, or I'll get angry," Yu Meijing blushed. She had wanted to finish quickly and leave, but when she realized Mo Zhitao was outside, she couldn't urinate. So she wanted to drive him away.

Hearing Yu Meijing's anger, Mo Zhitao immediately stepped back. "Okay, I'll go back to my room."

Yu Meijing heard Mo Zhitao leave and breathed a sigh of relief. She finally finished and, after checking her clothes, she angrily went to Mo Zhitao's room. Yu Meijing kicked the door of Mo Zhitao's room open (it was only slightly closed).

"Mo Zhitao, you pervert, were you trying to do something to me just now?" Yu Meijing shouted angrily.

"What? Meijing, do I look like that kind of person?" Mo Zhitao pretended to be wronged. Anyway, Yu Meijing couldn't catch him in the act, and he hadn't seen her use the toilet, so he wouldn't admit it.

"Hmph, you're not just like that, you are a pervert," Yu Meijing put her hands on her hips, and her graceful figure made Mo Zhitao's eyes light up.

His bed was so big, and if he pinned Yu Meijing on it, it would probably be very nice.

Mo Zhitao said seriously, "Meijing, you misunderstood me. I couldn't see anything downstairs, and you had the door locked, so I couldn't see anything."

"You still say you couldn't see? Then why did you say I was wearing red inside?" Yu Meijing shouted angrily.

"I didn't say that. You're clearly wearing black, how could I say you were wearing red?" Mo Zhitao defended himself.

"Mo Zhitao, you still say you didn't see," Yu Meijing, furious, rushed at Mo Zhitao. He even knew what color her underwear was, so she couldn't let him off.

Seeing Yu Meijing rush over, Mo Zhitao dodged to the side. Yu Meijing couldn't stop her momentum and fell onto the big bed. "Ah," Yu Meijing screamed as she landed on Mo Zhitao's soft bed.

"Meijing, are you okay?" Mo Zhitao asked worriedly.

"Ouch, it hurts so much," Yu Meijing said with a pained expression.

Mo Zhitao thought Yu Meijing might have hurt herself, so he rushed over to check. But as soon as he bent down to look, Yu Meijing immediately turned and grabbed his collar. "Hehehe, Mo Zhitao, I didn't expect you to be so stupid. I faked the pain and you fell for it," Yu Meijing said triumphantly.

"Ah, I thought you might be faking it, but I was also worried about you. Your pain is my pain. Don't you understand my feelings for you?" Mo Zhitao said with deep emotion, which usually touches a woman's heart.

Indeed, when Yu Meijing heard Mo Zhitao say this, she was moved. She didn't expect Mo Zhitao to be so concerned about her.

When she looked up at him, she noticed his eyes were staring at her collar. Now, Mo Zhitao was looking down at her, and she was holding his collar, so he could definitely see her cleavage. Realizing this, she panicked.

"You pervert," she said, and kicked Mo Zhitao in the groin.

"Ah," Mo Zhitao screamed and fell to the ground. From his angle, he could see Yu Meijing's chest, and even though she was wearing a bra, he could still see the top of her breasts and the deep cleavage. He wanted to stay there forever.

"Meijing, you can kick anywhere, but why did you kick me there? If you damage me, you'll have to take responsibility," Mo Zhitao said, holding his groin and screaming.

Yu Meijing really knew how to kick. When he was excited by her, she gave him a kick, and it hurt a lot.

"Deserves it. If you dare to provoke me again, I'll kick you to death with my invisible kick," Yu Meijing said triumphantly, lifting her leg while lying on the bed.

"Wow, what a powerful invisible kick. I like it, I really like it," Mo Zhitao wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, forgetting the pain in his groin.

Yu Meijing laughed triumphantly, "Mo Zhitao, now you know my power. If you dare to bully me or take advantage of me again, I'll kick you to death."

Yu Meijing tried to lift her leg higher, but she hadn't trained, so it was very difficult.

Mo Zhitao's eyes widened even more. As Yu Meijing tried to spread her legs, he saw her black lingerie open, and some black hair peeked out.

Sister, what should I do? Mo Zhitao felt his blood boil. He wanted to pounce and tear off her lingerie to teach those black hairs a lesson, to show them the consequences of provoking him.

"Ah," Yu Meijing was initially proud of her so-called invisible kick, but when she saw that her legs were completely exposed, she realized she had exposed herself again. She quickly put down her leg, sat up, and pulled her nightgown to cover herself.

"Mo Zhitao, how can you be such a pervert again?" Yu Meijing said angrily.

"Meijing, what did I do? You kicked me to the ground, and I didn't do anything," Mo Zhitao said, looking like a wronged wife. "You lifted your leg and showed me, what does that have to do with me?"

"Can't you close your eyes and not look?" Yu Meijing shouted angrily.

Mo Zhitao, seeing nothing to look at, lowered his head and said, "I didn't look, I didn't see anything."

"Hmph, pervert," Yu Meijing ran back to her room, feeling very embarrassed.

Seeing Yu Meijing run away, Mo Zhitao stood up and kept touching his groin. "Yu Meijing, your kick was too harsh. If you cripple me, I'll make you pay."

Mo Zhitao stood up, locked the door, and practiced the Yin-Yang Technique. The black-clothed man had once said that only when the Yin-Yang Technique reached the third level would there be no danger to his life. The Yin-Yang Technique improved his martial arts skills very quickly and would be very helpful to him in the future, but it was also very difficult to practice. Each level breakthrough was life-threatening. Thirteen people had died before reaching the third level, and he didn't know if he could break through. He had to keep practicing to become stronger.

After practicing ten cycles, Mo Zhitao opened his eyes and saw the black-clothed man sitting in his room.

"Senior, you're here," Mo Zhitao said.

"Mo Zhitao, why did you let a woman live in your house?" the black-clothed man said, a bit angry.

"Hehehe, the house is so big, it's fine for her to stay. It's no big deal," Mo Zhitao said nonchalantly.

The black-clothed man glared at Mo Zhitao. "Women are a source of trouble. If you get lost in their charms, you won't achieve anything great."

"Senior, don't worry, I know what I'm doing," Mo Zhitao didn't want to drive Yu Meijing away.

"By the way, Senior, I now have two subordinates. They are practicing the external martial arts, Hong Quan. They will be very helpful to me in the future. I want them to practice internal martial arts. Is it possible?"

"I don't have any suitable martial arts for them now, but I'll find some for you later," the black-clothed man warned Mo Zhitao. "But you can't let them learn the Yin-Yang Technique, or you'll kill them. Not everyone can learn the Yin-Yang Technique. I found over a dozen martial arts geniuses, and they all died."