Moonlight on the Rooftop (Other Adult Novels)

Staying in a windowless room on a hot summer night can make one harbor evil thoughts.

Aji was lying on the bed, wearing only a pair of briefs. He had been wearing them for three days, and he could smell the strong stench filling the room.

The wounds on his body have slowly healed, and the black and blue areas have dissipated into faint black shadows. After two days of rest, the shattered bones seem to have returned to their original positions, and he no longer feels unbearable pain when walking, sitting or lying down.

The floor was littered with miscellaneous items, including an ashtray filled with cigarette butts, crushed beer cans, empty instant noodle bowls, several adult books and magazines, newspapers, betel nut boxes, scattered toilet paper, and clothes that had not been washed for half a month.

"Well...ah...ah...ah...dear brother...my...sister's little meat...no...don't...don't stop..." The AV actress on the Rainbow Channel was moaning hard. Although it was in Japanese, to Aji's ears, it sounded no different from Taiwanese.

Although his physical strength had not fully recovered, over the past two days, the cock that had survived the disaster had frequently become erect, completely ignoring its owner's frail body, and swelled and shrank with the lustful woman on TV.

(Fuck! It’s so hot that it makes me horny. It’s time to do something exciting.) Aji thought to himself as he stroked his erect cock.

The woman was wearing a light pink tight vest with very thin shoulder straps and a neckline that opened all the way to her cleavage, revealing her seductive and plump breasts. She was wearing a pair of low-waisted shorts, the ivory-white material snugly wrapped around her perky buttocks, and her fair, tight belly glowed slightly under the street lights.

Aji wore a pair of soft-soled sneakers, so he made no sound when he walked. The woman's white high heels made a distinct "thump! thump!" sound at night.

She came out of the door of Hua Shang Hua and walked to the south side of the street alone without hailing a taxi.

There were not many pedestrians on the streets in the early morning. Taxis lined up on both sides of the street to form a long line of lights. Because there was no wind, the trees along the roadside were quietly dozing.

The woman's slender thighs were guiding Aji in front. Because her high heels were quite high, the woman's buttocks unconsciously rose into a graceful arc, swaying from side to side with her steps.

"Hello! Hello, I'm from the Beauty School Skin Care." "Ahem... Hello, what do you do?" "We're a men's skin care company. We have more than a dozen hot and young girls to provide you with personal service. They're good at it and have great techniques. We guarantee that you'll be very happy and relieve your fatigue after a day's work." "Do you do the full service?" "This... We usually only provide half a service. Pure skin care does not involve sexual transactions. However, our girls are very bold. We have no control over what service they are willing to provide you. I'll tell you in secret that all the guests who have been here have praised them highly." "Can I go out?" "Oh! There's an additional two thousand for the appearance fee. It only costs three thousand for you to come to the company. We have a men's sauna here. You can take a comfortable hot bath first and then enjoy the personal service of the girls. The company's address is..." (Three thousand yuan! If I had three thousand yuan, I would have made it back long ago. Why am I still sweating and masturbating in the room?) The woman didn't seem to realize that she was being followed. She walked very comfortably, her beautiful butt dancing easily in the night.

Aji followed her closely at a distance of twenty meters, leaning against the blind spot of the street light in the arcade. He sometimes slowed down and sometimes quickened, maintaining a certain distance, for fear that the woman would discover his whereabouts. Aji held the mobile phone tightly in his hand, and as long as she turned her head, Aji would immediately pretend to be on the phone.

(It was rare that she wasn't drunk. It would be no fun if she was drunk and didn't even know how to be shy.) Aji was quite satisfied. He thought that she would definitely scream and beg for mercy in front of his dick later. His crotch was already hard and he felt very proud.

"Click!" The footsteps suddenly stopped. The woman kicked the pried floor tile, her foot twisted, and she staggered a few steps. She squatted down, checked her heel, and rubbed her sprained ankle with her hand.

At this time, Aji was just getting closer, only about ten meters away from the woman. He leaned against the wall, pretending to be listening to the phone, and his eyes were staring unceremoniously at the woman's pink buttocks that were exposed when she squatted.

The woman's shorts were made of elastic fabric and had no belt, so they could only cover her butt crack. Now that they were struggling to move downward, the sunken butt crack could be vaguely seen casting a slight shadow under the street light.

(Damn! This slut is not wearing any underwear. I really want to pull her shorts down!) Aji swallowed and used his fingers to straighten his dick in his trouser pocket.

"Twenty-five...twenty-five...twenty-five..." Aji roared hoarsely.

A circle of people gathered at the back, also cheering for Aji. Aji bought more than a thousand points for this game. At a five to one ratio, one game cost nearly six thousand yuan, but Aji's pockets were already empty. He had to ask Boss Mingxiong to sign a promissory note to buy the first two thousand points on credit.

This is already the fifth ball. Aji hit ball number 21, 8, 17, and 15. Except for ball number 25 in the center, it was almost a diagonal five-hit pattern.

Double bet for diagonal five hits, double bet for gold medals. If you buy the full plate and really get five hits, you will get 40,000 points, multiplied by five is 200,000, not counting the points given by the store. Aji has almost recovered the 200,000 or 300,000 that he lost in gambling this month. No wonder he stood up excitedly.

You are either rich or poor. If the ball goes into the 25th hole, it is the biggest prize in Bingo Planet. But if it goes into the other 20 holes, you will be left with nothing, not even soap or towel. Winning or losing is just a fine line.

The blue ball rolled on the roulette wheel with Aji's hope and a one in twenty-one chance, and everyone's eyes were focused on where the ball would finally land.

Several times the ball almost fell into hole number 25, causing Aji's heart to nearly jump out of his chest. However, the roulette wheel turned and hit the ball, causing it to slide forward. After twenty-one, twenty-two... the force gradually weakened, and with a shake, the ball steadily stopped in hole number 24.

"Alas! What a pity...what a pity!" Everyone expressed regret.

"Fuck you!" Aji slumped in the chair like a deflated ball. His hopes dashed, he puffed on his cigarette, the smoke he exhaled mixing with the foul air in the store.

(There’s no point in playing with only 300 points left. I can’t even buy a full plate, so how can I make up for my investment?) Aji sighed in his heart. He found that the chance of one in twenty-one was even smaller than the unemployment rate. The newspaper said that the national unemployment rate was three percent this month, but he happened to be one of them. The number 25 clearly had a one in twenty-one chance, but he would never get it no matter how much he waited.

When leaving, Boss Mingxiong said, "Aji, you've already owed $200,000. I hope you can come with the money to redeem the promissory note next week, otherwise you'd better be careful." (Money! Money! Money! Where would you get the money without a job?) Aji was really annoyed.

The woman sat down in the porridge and side dish shop. She ordered three or four side dishes and a bowl of porridge. Perhaps the porridge was too hot, she did not eat it right away. She took out her phone and just kept talking on the phone.

Aji waited for three minutes before he dared to walk into the store. With three or four hundred yuan in your pocket, having a midnight snack is not a problem. I didn't eat anything that night except a bowl of instant noodles in the first half of the night. I felt a little hungry.

"┅┅I said the time has come! Xiao Li has signed several IOUs. You should have collected the money long ago┅┅Yeah┅┅Yes, yes┅┅If you can't collect it alone, you can ask others to go together! It's easier to get things done with more people┅┅" Aji heard the woman's conversation intermittently. It was probably about finding someone to collect the debt from Xiao Li. Xiao Li was in the same boat as himself, owing a lot of debts. He was much luckier than himself, as he owed a beautiful bar girl, while he owed a gangster boss.

Noticing that Aji was looking at her, the woman smiled sweetly, pulled up her tight vest, and continued talking on the phone in a low voice.

The woman had a small face, deep eyes, and plump cherry lips painted with pink lipstick. She smiled in a seductive and coquettish way that made people want to kiss her.

The gorgeous smile made Aji stunned for a few seconds, then he lowered his head guiltily and pretended to eat porridge. The woman just pulled the vest hard, and the whole breast almost popped out. The soft cloth could not cover the big breasts, and the two firm nipples clearly supported two nipples.

Aji knew that all of this would be his sooner or later. He held the utility knife in his trouser pocket lightly, and he was just waiting for the opportunity.

"Dad! I want to borrow some money from you to start a small business." When Aji returned home last week, he finally asked the old man.

"Money? You've taken all my money. Where can I lend you the money?" the old man said coldly.

"┅┅" "Don't you think about it? My savings of one or two million, except for helping Aming to get married, were all given to you. Aming now has a wife, a house, a car, and a stable job, but what about you? I don't see anything you have. Where did the more than one million go? I want to ask you." Can Aji say it? Being addicted to gambling and sex video games is like a reservoir that has opened. If you are not careful, all the water will leak out, not to mention the expenses of drinking and hiring prostitutes from time to time. In places of eating, drinking, gambling, whoring and debauchery, money is very thin, thinner than sanitary napkins. Sanitary napkins at least leave blood, but prostitution and gambling leave no trace at all.

"Dad... you also know that the construction industry is in a recession. My painters can't get any work at all, and most of the money we invested cannot be paid out. All the money you gave me is stuck in this!" Ajin argued hesitantly.

"Oh! Really? I don't see you doing much work? You're just idling around all day. I'm afraid you lost money gambling but you don't dare to tell anyone!" "No... I don't know how to gamble. Dad, you have to believe me on this." Aji said guiltily.

"I don't know how to trust you. But Dad has no money left and can't help you." The old man said tiredly. He didn't look at Aji, but stared at the traffic jam at the door in a daze.

"Don't I still have the land title? Dad, please lend it to me first. I'll borrow some money and make a good career out of it." Aji expressed what he had been thinking.

"Hmph! I knew you were planning on taking advantage of our ancestral property, but forget it! This is our ancestors' property, and dad has to report to our ancestors about it. We can't just use it for a loan. Besides, your brother has a share in it, so it should be Ming who should make the decision." The old man flatly refused.

"But...but I only need to borrow part of it for my business. I promise, I will make money and pay it back soon.