computer monitoring screen.

The young woman in the opposite building was drinking alone on the sofa.

I zoomed in slightly, her calf lines were very smooth, her fair and soft feet looked clean and flawless on the screen, and her toes were slightly cocked, a little sultry.

I've been paying attention to her for more than two months.

She's beautiful, no, she should say she's beautiful.

More than a month ago, I had a close contact with her, in the elevator, she walked in with headphones on, saw me standing in the elevator, glanced at me casually, and then walked in, turned around and stood up.

Standing behind her, I could observe her unbridledly. Her side face has an amazingly sculptural beauty, and I noticed that her eyelashes are very long, and there are fine fuzzes on her neck, which makes you want to reach out and touch them gently.

She was wearing tight gym shorts that framed her hips with a beautiful curve, and she was wearing a running t-shirt, and I was standing behind her, and I could smell the faint aroma of her, not perfume, but hormones on her body.

That kind of smell will make people subconsciously have the urge to commit crimes.

I still vividly remember the first time I saw her more than two months ago.

I was adjusting the Meade telescope and pointing it at the building opposite, and the real-time surveillance footage from the computer swept through the windows of the opposite building one by one.

Then, passing through a window, I stopped the button.

In the surveillance footage, I saw her. Wearing a white lace sundress, he stood barefoot on the floor, his hands crossed above his head, and his hips twisted rhythmically.

Her long hair is tied up very casually, there are a few strands of hair sticking to the sweaty cheeks, with a messy beauty, white and delicate skin, a touch of redness, the figure is well developed, there is no restraint, the body shape is perfect, and it looks like she is constantly exercising.

She is not very old, she looks only in her twenties, and with such appearance and age, she is destined to be surrounded by a group of suitors.

I slowly adjusted the focus of the telescope, her body easily occupied the entire computer screen, the ultra-high-definition Maksutov lens, I could clearly see that she was dancing in front of a mirror, the rhythm was very slow, her expression was also very intoxicated, I could even see the faint lines of skin under the sundress.

She was completely immersed in the slow dance, and there were already dense beads of sweat on her forehead and neck, and I even seemed to hear her breathing slightly. Her fingertips ran across her cheeks, chest, and waist, swaying rhythmically from side to side, and her hair danced lightly.

It is a classic movement that is often seen in Korean girl group dances, with biting lips and eyes, although the amplitude is not large, it is full of provocative and charming, as if it is pleasing a man who loves it.

I don't remember how long I peeked at her, but I guess I saw her finish dancing.

The mobile phone rang inappropriately, pulling me out of my thoughts, and when I looked down, the words "dear wife" on the phone screen stinged my eyes.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Picking up the phone, I asked absentmindedly, my eyes continuing to focus on the familiar young woman on the computer screen.

At the moment, she is reclining on the sofa, with her legs crossed, holding her phone in one hand and a can of beer in the other, taking a sip from time to time.

"Lu Yanchen, I just came home from work and saw the note you left, why are you on a business trip again?"

Xia Yun's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Well, there's a project that's urgent." I responded. The woman on the screen takes a sip of beer, maybe music is playing in the room, her head shaking rhythmically.

"How long is this business trip?" She asked me.

"......Almost," I pretended to think for a moment, and then responded, "two weeks." ”

"Okay, take care of yourself." Xia Yun admonished.

"Hmm." I said yes, and then casually asked, "What do you have in place?" ”

"Me?" She was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "What else can I arrange, lie down and watch a movie." ”

"yes, okay." I resisted the urge to "lie down and watch a movie with someone" in my head and responded, "Go to bed early at night and don't stay up late." ”

"Got it." Xia Yun replied happily.

The phone hung up. I glanced out the window, across the road from the two buildings, the woman's room, in the middle of the building on the left, on the nineteenth floor.

I pressed the remote control, and the set lens automatically turned a small angle and aimed at the twenty-second floor.

The red bra hanging on the balcony made it easy for me to find my target.

The vertical flower stand next to the drying rack is a pot of Japanese red maple, which is a wedding gift from Ah B, which has been raised on the balcony for several years, and has not been watered for several days, and it is a little wilted.

The living room is lit up, a huge oil painting hangs on the wall, and the bookshelves are full of books, as well as painting tools and a complete set of One Piece figures. The sofa is an IKEA Knisling three-person sofa, and the cushions are just soft and hard, which can put the whole person on it, which is very comfortable.

Don't ask me why I know, because I've been lying on it so many times.

In the surveillance screen, a familiar figure appeared.

Xia Yun took her mobile phone and walked out of the bedroom, not knowing who to call.

She smiled very happily, her fingers stroked the broken hair in her ears very casually, and she often had such small movements when she was in love before. The clothes on her body have been changed, not the loungewear that she usually wears at home, but a backless dress.

A hint of anger welled up in my heart.

This dress is all too familiar to me. It was when she celebrated her birthday the year before last, I happened to go on a business trip, and when I came back, I passed by the airport duty-free shop and spent more than 3,000 yuan to buy her a birthday gift.

At that time, she tried in the bedroom for a long time, and when she came out, she wanted to refuse and take a break.

"How do you spend so much money?" She put her hand on her chest, this kind of low-cut dress is extremely picky about her figure, and only a woman like Xia Yun can control it, she covered her chest and complained to me, but her face couldn't hide the beautiful style, "Lu Yanchen, this skirt is too revealing, I'm embarrassed to wear it!" ”

"With such a good figure, it's a pity not to wear it out?" I laughed.

"Pity? Hmph, what a pity? She glared at me, snorting in her nose, but her palms were slightly removed from her chest, and there was some kind of ambiguous surging fire in her eyes.

"Tut-tut, look at it, whose big beauty is it?" I licked my lips, my eyes were a little hard to take away, "convex and backward long legs......"

She followed my eyes, glanced to her chest, and gave me a white eye, but her eyebrows were charming. "Hooligans." She turned around and walked to the bedroom, "Don't wear it out, it's cheap for you scoundrels." ”

"If you don't wear it, you won't wear it, and I'll be a scoundrel first." I got up and chased after him, like a hungry wolf.

"Ah-Lu Yanchen, you slow down, be careful not to break the shoulder strap......"

She laughed and tried to run away, but I blocked her in the corner. She pretended to be a little girl who was about to fall into the clutches of the devil, and stepped back a little, but her back was pressed against the wall, and she bit her lower lip lightly, and put on a weak appearance of begging for mercy, like the eyes of the stars in the dark night.

I pressed forward step by step, she ate and laughed, screamed softly, and turned away, but just showed the most beautiful appearance of the dress.

Later, she wore the dress in the bedroom many times, but never went out of the house without wearing it once.

I watched as she hurried to the door, changed her shoes, and then wiped the lipstick off her lips in the mirror at the door. Then open the door and leave.

In sight, only the bare white back of the dress remained.

I held back the stuffy breath in my chest, my head buzzing.

On the first night of my business trip, I put on this sexy dress and went out.

Who is she going out to meet?