Back in the bedroom, Li Bin lay sprawled on the bed, listening to the voices of his mother-in-law and the three sisters chatting, mixed with the sound of running water from the bathroom.
His cock twitched just imagining the scene—four beauties, naked and wet, scrubbing each other down.
His heart itched with unbearable lust.
He couldn't stop picturing it: those plump tits jiggling, water dripping down smooth skin, four round asses bent over, hands soaping each other's bodies…
Fuck! He wanted to bust in and watch them with his own eyes.
Frustrated, he scrolled restlessly through his phone, his body burning with arousal. On instinct, he opened Taobao and searched for: pinhole camera.
Nothing.
So he tried just: camera.
Bingo.
The second listing was exactly what he needed—4G wireless, app-controlled, remote viewing, HD resolution, button-sized lens, long battery life. Perfect for his perverted plans.
He chatted briefly with the seller and didn't hesitate—he bought the most expensive model loaded with every feature.
As soon as he paid, his dick throbbed even harder.
"Fucking hell, why didn't I buy this sooner?" Li Bin cursed himself. "If I had one already, I'd be jerking it to that steamy bathroom show right now."
Just the thought made his pants tighter.
"Where the hell is she?" he muttered impatiently, waiting for Wen Wan. His cock needed release.
He'd planned to unload inside her tonight, but she still hadn't come back upstairs. He'd been waiting for ages.
Agitated and horny, Li Bin opened WeChat and scrolled through Moments.
Same old boring crap—micro-business spam, baby photos, and idiots showing off their food or cars.
Lame.
[Side Mission Triggered!]
[Goddess Conquest and Training System activated!]
[Target: Lonely housewife on WeChat Nearby. Requirements: 80+ looks, 80+ figure.]
[Mission: Use WeChat Nearby to hook up with a double-80+ beauty. Succeed by any means necessary.]
[Reward: 1 million RMB.]
"…What?" Li Bin froze.
A WeChat hookup with a million-yuan reward?
He wasn't new to this. Back when he was single, he used to troll WeChat and Momo at night, scrolling through Nearby People looking to get laid.
But his record sucked. Stingy, awkward, and impatient, he only ever hooked up with a chubby high schooler, a plain 30-something housewife, a not-bad divorced mom, and—God help him—an eight-month pregnant chick.
None of them scored higher than a 70 in looks or figure. Most barely scraped a 60.
"WeChat's trash for hookups," Li Bin muttered, skeptical.
But the million RMB was too tempting to ignore.
He opened WeChat Nearby.
To his surprise, the interface had changed. Profiles now showed more than just names and pictures—each one had a "Purpose" section and stats.
[HappyEveryDay]
Gender: Female
Age: 41
Looks: 45
Figure: 71
Purpose: Ease loneliness, find someone to chat with
[AABoutiqueMenswear]
Gender: Female
Age: 35
Looks: 81
Figure: 85
Purpose: Promote online store
[NewLifeBeauty]
Gender: Female
Age: 30
Looks: 85
Figure: 89
Purpose: Only add women, recruit beauty clients
[LonelyNight]
Gender: Male
Age: 41
Looks: 51
Figure: 64
Purpose: Gay hookup
Li Bin winced. Jesus.
WeChat used to have cute girls all over. Now it was full of lonely old aunties, desperate micro-business moms, and even gay old men.
He kept scrolling through the trash fire.
[CharmingVixen]
Gender: Female
Age: 28
Looks: 86
Figure: 80
Purpose: Prostitute – 300 RMB for a quickie
"Fuck me, they're even listing prices now? This system's damn considerate," Li Bin muttered, skimming faster.
Finally—finally—he found a worthy target:
[Abao'sMommy]
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Looks: 90
Figure: 86
Purpose: Husband on business trip. Marriage falling apart. Husband cheated. Feeling empty and lonely. Wants company but afraid of shame.
Jackpot.
Looks 90. Figure 86. That was real top-shelf pussy.
And judging by her name, she was a MILF—probably with a kid. Lonely, neglected, craving affection.
Totally Li Bin's type.
She was within 1 km too. Perfect.
Li Bin opened her profile. The avatar was stupid—just a tree photo. Whatever. She was nearby and hot.
He tapped Greet and typed "Hello," sending the request.
Rejected.
"Damn," Li Bin muttered, scratching his head.
Back in the day, a simple "hello" usually worked. Now this bitch shut him down instantly.
He considered giving up and picking another target, but there was no one else even close to her level.
Reluctantly, he reopened her profile.
[Tip: "Hello" has the lowest success rate for greetings. Try "Add me" instead.]
"Huh?" Li Bin blinked. "Why? System, why's 'Hello' the worst?"
[Host, just trust the data. I don't know why—I only report the numbers.]
"…Useless." Still, Li Bin followed the tip.
This time, he typed: "Add me."
And hit send.