Heart Hunting

The starry sky is brilliant, and the night is intoxicating.

Times apartment.

As time goes by, the lights of all houses gradually darken. The night is quiet, with only tiny insects chirping.

In front of the building, a Maybach is like an elegant gentleman who is quiet and mature, as if it's waiting for someone's return.

Kenny sits in the car, and looks at the time frequently. 9:30, 10:30, 10:45... It's already past eleven o'clock, and the woman hasn't come back.

Aaron's efficiency is very fast. In the afternoon, he found Poppy's current address. So tonight, Kenny comes to find her for accounting, but she is not at home, so he has to wait downstairs. He takes out his cell phone and calls her again. "I'm sorry, the phone you dialed is off."

He frowns, and leaves his cell phone on the side. Her phone is still turned off. Which man does she go out with?

After a long time, a black BMW slowly drives in, the light lights up this area, except the hidden Maybach.

"Uh... I'm a little dizzy. I'm getting old...even so little alcohol could get me drunk!" Poppy gets out of the car. She raises her hand to her temples, and mutters to herself.

Arno also gets out of the car and holds her up. "You drank too much tonight. Do you need me to take you upstairs?"

Poppy's cheeks are slightly red, her eyes are blurred by wine, and her body is more like a soft flower stem, which seems unable to withstand the wind.

"No, I can go up myself..." Poppy pulls out her hand and waves it to him.

Kenny is eyeing all this. He thinks he is right. She is dating a man.

He snorts coldly. After Arno leaves, his face sank for a little while, and then he gets out of the car, and strides towards the charming woman.

He grabs her arm with force and turns her face to himself.

Poppy can't react for a moment. She leans against Kenny, grabs his strong chest to stabilize herself. "Who the hell is it, don't you have eyes when you walk!"

Her reaction outrages Kenny. "Little fox, you're back drunk. Don't you have any sense of danger?"

Poppy raises her head and looks intently at him. Then she smiles. "Kenny? Why are you here? Miss me again?"

"Answer me, who's that man just now, your new favorite?"

Poppy narrows her eyes, and her fingers begin to climb up his chin. "What? My brother-in-law is jealous?"

They look at each other for a long time, and then she slowly explains, "why are you jealous at him? He's not my new favorite, but my old lover. I've been invited to dinner. What's your hurry?" she says. "Uh... I'm so sleepy. I'm going to have a rest." Poppy pushes him away and walks inside.

She walks unsteadily, seems she drank a lot. But she still wants to walk a straight line like others?

Kenny sees her like that, he follows her involuntarily. "Why don't you take him up to do some intimacy?"

Poppy lets him support herself. With his support, she seems relax a lot. "I said that he's an old lover. So obviously, we're just..."

She thinks for a while, and then she says, "well, just friends, you know?"

"Hum, seems you know a lot!" When they come to the elevator, Kenny releases her and presses the elevator. Without his support, Poppy suddenly lose her balance and is about to falls down.

Kenny is very quick, he puts his arms around her to steady her. When the elevator door opens, he carries her on his shoulders and walks out.

"Hey... What are you doing, put me down!"

In the quiet space, her noisy echo is very annoying. Kenny slaps her ass and says, "shut up, or I'll drop you down."

Poppy is too lazy to quarrel with him. She takes a few steps to the door of the apartment, then takes out the key from her bag and opens the door. Kenny carries her inside and turns on the light. He strides to the bedroom, throws Poppy like a sandbag on the big bed and then pounces upon her.

"Hmm..." Poppy hums in pain. Her chest is pressed so uncomfortable that she tries to push the man away.

Kenny presses her shoulder hard and begins to settle accounts with her. "Poppy, are you actually so in fond of being a matchmaker?"

Poppy focuses all her strength on her hands. She pushes him away, then stands up and points back at him. "None of my business. It's just you are so charming."

Then she holds on to the wall to the bathroom.

Her temporary departure makes Kenny bored. He begins to observe her apartment. The small apartment with integrated design is divided into clear areas. All the furniture and home appliances are integrated into the cabinets reasonably. The whole space has no dead space, it's beautiful with complete functional areas.

His gaze fall on the brown wall behind the big bed. There is a big picture hanging on it. From the angle of view, it should be a snapshot.

The picture is in dark tone. Poppy sits at the side of the window and looks out. She has soft outline and beautiful side face. The most vivid thing is her eyes. The original bright pupils are mingled with a sense of vicissitudes, making people feel... lonely?

Kenny frowns. This picture looks pretty, but it's too sad. It's uncomfortable to look at. And people would be inexplicably affected by her sad eyes.

He gets up and goes to the bookshelf on the side. All the books and classic works on law are on the bookshelf. When he sees the embedded wardrobe next to him, he pushes it open and sees that there are not many suits in it, and most of them are career women's suits. Kenny shakes his head and murmurs, "isn't her life too monotonous?"

The bathroom door opens, and Poppy comes out. The light makeup on her face has been removed, and she also changes into pajamas and a V neck line lace Knee skirt, making her charming with a little pure.

When Kenny's eyes wander to the ravine below the deep V lace, he can't help swallowing.

Poppy doesn't care much about him. She ignores him directly. She is so sleepy that she lies down on the bed immediately.

Kenny's eyes are like the hidden desire of the trapped animal. He watches her lie so comfortable, and naturally follows her. He leans his head on his hand and looks at her on the side.

He keeps looking at her body. Her curve is graceful and provocative. He can no longer control his eager heart. His hands begin to touch her neck.

His hands moves down little by little. When they finally comes to the plump position, he can't control himself any more. He presses himself on her body and begins to kiss her. "You little fox, didn't you say to try my size?" Poppy is so sleepy that she doesn't move at all. She replies, "hey, man, I'm so sleepy. I'm not interested in it tonight."

Kenny doesn't believe he couldn't provoke her lust. He kisses her earlobe, and his dumb voice is seductive. "You'll be interested in it in a moment."

"I'm really sleepy. I drank too much wine. What's the difference compared to rape if you force me? If I fall asleep in a while, and it is almost tantamount to rape a corpse!"

"You..." Kenny's mouth twitches. Can't she talk in a normal way?

"I don't feel it anyway. You can help yourself!" As Poppy says this, her remaining consciousness is gone, and the sound of her breathing is heard soon after.

Kenny has taken off all his clothes. Looking back at Poppy, he finds that she is asleep. Kenny feels frustrated.

He recalls what she said, raping a corpse?

No! He is not gonna do that!

He likes challenging. It's not fun without no sense of conquest.

The sexy lady is around, but he can only watch. This makes Kenny depressed all night. Finally, he can only take a cold shower and sleep beside her.