「The next day.」

Bright sunlight streamed into the bedroom of the presidential suite.

Clothes lay scattered in disarray across the hand-woven carpet.

Among them were fragments of black stockings and a pair of red-soled, stiletto heels.

Xue Zhongyun had woken up early and was watching the sleeping man.

Her pretty face was flushed with a satisfied glow. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

She looked even more beautiful than yesterday, her eyes filled with an obsessive fascination.

If a man could simultaneously satisfy a woman’s material, physical, and spiritual needs, then he would be more addictive than poppies.

And Qi Sheng was just such a man.

The terrifying length of a single eighty-minute session was something Xue Zhongyun had experienced four or five times last night.

For a mature woman like her in her thirties, it was the stuff of fantasy.

Ever since experiencing the pleasure of being with Qi Sheng, Xue Zhongyun had completely lost interest in other men.

Take her ex-husband, for example. From foreplay to finish, the whole thing lasted maybe ten minutes in total.

Compared to Qi Sheng, he was absolute trash.

"Woman, are you trying to play with fire, looking at me like that?"

Qi Sheng had just opened his eyes to see Xue Zhongyun gazing at him, her eyes hazy with desire.

She was a bewitching succubus, the kind who could charm a man to death and not pay the price.

"I was wrong! Can we just rest for today, please?"

Terrified, Xue Zhongyun quickly shrank back under the covers.

The memory of how Qi Sheng had tormented her into a state of blissful agony last night brought waves of shame.

To make Qi Sheng let her off the hook, she had no idea how many shameful things she’d cried out.

Things like ’Big Brother,’ ’Hubby,’ and ’Brother-in-law’ were just the beginning.

Later, as they got more and more adventurous, they even started role-playing.

"That depends on your performance."

Qi Sheng just patted Xue Zhongyun’s smooth, beautiful back.

It was covered in love bites from their wild antics the day before.

"You brute."

Xue Zhongyun shot Qi Sheng a coquettish glare, but she still obediently knelt between his legs.

Watching the endlessly enchanting woman beneath him, Qi Sheng felt another surge of extreme satisfaction.

Compared to Miduo, Xue Zhongyun’s technique was slightly better, but not by much.

If she kept this up, he’d probably surrender in minutes.

But Xue Zhongyun was completely in awe of Qi Sheng’s perverted stamina.

Qi Sheng, though pleasantly surprised, wasn’t actually a pervert.

He never forced any of the women around him.

All that mattered was that both parties were happy.

"This is the first time I’ve ever done this for a man. I hope you don’t find me disgusting."

Xue Zhongyun was very smart. Marrying into a wealthy family was no easy feat, after all.

Although Qi Sheng was interested in her, she couldn’t be sure how long that interest would last.

Even if the act felt disgusting, the thought that the man she was pleasing was Qi Sheng eased her feelings of resistance considerably.

Perhaps it was because Qi Sheng’s Physique was exceptional.

He didn’t taste as bad as Xue Zhongyun had imagined.

"Good girl."

Qi Sheng’s impression of Xue Zhongyun did indeed improve quite a bit.

At the very least, he would give her a few more rewards.

By the time the two of them finished their "lovebird bath," nearly two hours had passed.

Xue Zhongyun had to be practically carried out of the bathroom by Qi Sheng.

From her face, as flushed and lovely as a peach blossom, it wasn’t hard to guess what had happened in the bathroom.

Qi Sheng gently blow-dried her hair, his technique more professional than a professional stylist’s.

Looking at her own radiant reflection in the mirror, Xue Zhongyun gazed at Qi Sheng with seductive, silken eyes. It was all clearly a testament to this man’s efforts.

"Darling, will you see me again in the future?"

Xue Zhongyun suddenly turned and hugged Qi Sheng.

At 171 cm, she was already quite tall.

But in front of the 187 cm Qi Sheng, she could only tilt her head up to look at the exceptionally handsome man.

"Of course I will. You’re Miduo’s best friend, after all."

Qi Sheng smiled. He was still quite interested in Xue Zhongyun.

"Just her best friend?"

Xue Zhongyun felt a little indignant. She would have been happy even if Qi Sheng had only promised to keep her as a mistress.

She was divorced anyway, so she didn’t care what other people thought.

"That depends on your performance."

Qi Sheng certainly didn’t lack for women.

If Xue Zhongyun wanted to secure a long-term contract, she would indeed have to show more sincerity.

"Then... next time, I’ll let you take the other path."

Xue Zhongyun thought for a long time. It seemed the only things she had to attract Qi Sheng were her beauty and her body.

But Qi Sheng had already experienced all of that yesterday.

Perhaps the only thing left that might hold some appeal for Qi Sheng was that other passage—the one her ex-husband had asked to explore countless times.

Hearing Xue Zhongyun say this, Qi Sheng was reminded of the two flight attendants he’d met on his trip to Sanya.

Back then, one of them, a flight attendant named Tang Qian, had tried to tempt him in the same way.

After returning to Chengdu, Qi Sheng had been so busy he’d completely forgotten about it.

"Alright. I’ll call you when I have time."

Qi Sheng looked at Xue Zhongyun’s hopeful face and, in the end, couldn’t bring himself to heartlessly refuse her.

"Mhm, darling, you’re the best!"

Xue Zhongyun finally breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, Qi Sheng still had some favorable feelings for her.

’Once you’ve been protected by an eagle, who would be willing to leave its side?’

By the time they were both dressed, Xue Zhongyun’s black stockings were nowhere to be seen.

Xue Zhongyun applied a coat of vibrant red lipstick to her lips.

This was already the second time she’d put on lipstick.

The first application had been eaten off by Qi Sheng.

Qi Sheng called in the butler, Shen Jie, and had him arrange a sumptuous lunch.

It consisted mainly of lightly flavored dishes, and the taste could only be described as not bad.

Possessing the ability of a Master Chef, Qi Sheng’s own culinary skills were on par with those of a state banquet chef.

The skill of this restaurant’s chef, at best, only reached the level of Culinary Proficiency.

It made sense, considering the class and scale of this Junyue Hotel.

It was a fair bit worse than top-tier luxury hotels like the Waldorf.

Even the skill of its chefs could only be considered mediocre.