Chapter 115: Chapter 93: PRIDE, STYLISH NEW LOOK, AND CASUAL JOY

(Possessive Pride & Shopping Spree)

The meal finally came to an end. Jun Hao remained completely calm and composed throughout, finishing every dish slowly and thoroughly, as if he had not been doing something incredibly bold and sinful while eating. He never once rushed, never showed any discomfort, treating the act of being buried deep inside Wan Yu while dining as the most natural, ordinary thing in the world.

Only when the plates were nearly empty and the rich aromas had faded slightly did he slowly shift his position. With a smooth, deliberate motion, he pulled his hips backward, drawing his massive, heavy length slowly out from her warm, tight depths. A wet, slick sound echoed softly as he separated from her, thick milky fluids and her own juices coating his manhood and dripping slowly down her inner thighs, glistening under the warm dining lights.

Wan Yu slumped forward completely against his chest, body boneless and weak, breathing heavy and ragged, skin flushed bright red all over, legs still trembling uncontrollably from the intense sensations that had just rocked her entire being. Her mind was still hazy, floating in a pleasant daze, body still throbbing and aching from his size and his relentless movements.

Jun Hao looked at her satisfied, exhausted expression, a faint smug smirk touching his lips. He leaned close to her ear, voice low and amused.

"See? I told you... eating tastes infinitely better like this, doesn’t it? Everything feels richer, sweeter... far more delicious when you are filled completely."

Wan Yu lifted heavy eyelids, looking up at him with a mix of helplessness, disbelief, and deep affection. She shook her head slowly from side to side, completely baffled by his strange, twisted yet undeniably true logic.

"You... you really are impossible... your way of thinking is completely different from anyone else’s... but..." She paused, swallowing hard as lingering pleasure still tingled through her nerves. "...but you are right. It really did feel... so much better."

She took several deep breaths, slowly regaining her composure and strength. That intense, draining pleasure combined with full stomach worked like magic, restoring her energy rapidly. Within minutes, the heavy weakness faded, replaced by renewed vitality and clear mind. She sat up straight on his lap, adjusting her clothing, cheeks still warm but eyes bright and clear.

"Alright... I feel much better now. I am going to take a shower first and change clothes... put on something casual and comfortable for going out."

She slid carefully off his lap, feet touching the floor firmly, standing tall and steady again—no longer needing to be carried or supported. Her body had fully recovered its strength and energy.

Jun Hao nodded, watching her walk away toward the staircase leading to private quarters. He rose slowly from the chair, tidying the table slightly, then made his way back to the large living room sofa. He sank comfortably into soft cushions, stretched long legs out, grabbed the remote control, and turned on the television to pass the time while waiting. He leaned back relaxed, eyes fixed on the screen, completely at ease in this magnificent house that was temporarily theirs alone.

Time passed quietly. About twenty minutes later, soft footsteps approached from hallway. Jun Hao turned his head and looked.

Wan Yu stood there, fully transformed. She wore simple yet elegant casual clothes—soft loose blouse, comfortable trousers, light stylish jacket, hair neatly arranged, face fresh and glowing from shower. She looked beautiful, refined, and radiant. She smiled warmly at him, extending one hand invitingly.

"I am ready now. Come on... let’s go."

Jun Hao stood up smoothly, followed her lead. Together they walked out of the grand villa, through wide garage doors, and climbed into the luxury vehicle parked inside. Engine roared to life softly, and they drove slowly out through tall iron gates, leaving the private estate behind and heading toward the city center, searching for the nearest large shopping mall.

They parked easily and walked side by side through wide glass entrance doors into the busy, brightly lit mall.

From the very first step inside, all eyes turned instantly toward them—or rather, toward Jun Hao.

He walked tall, confident, posture perfect and commanding. He was still wearing his professional uniform—tight-fitting shirt and trousers that clung closely to every contour of his powerful, athletic physique, highlighting broad shoulders, strong chest, narrow waist, and long, muscular legs. His face was strikingly handsome, features sharp and perfect, expression calm and unbothered, radiating an aura of cool charm that drew every gaze naturally.

But what made every woman—from teenage girls to mature housewives and elegant ladies—stop walking, freeze in place, and stare openly with wide, shocked eyes and open mouths... was what lay between his legs.

The tight fabric of his uniform trousers could not hide anything. Right at his groin area, an enormous, massive bulge pushed outward prominently, huge, thick, and heavy, clearly visible and impossible to ignore. It outlined exactly the terrifying, magnificent size of his manhood, making everyone who saw it instantly realize just how huge he truly was.

Teenage girls blushed bright red, covering mouths with hands, whispering excitedly to friends while sneaking glances. Mature women and housewives stared openly, eyes locked onto that massive outline, pupils dilating, breaths catching in throats. Strange, sweet tingling sensation suddenly awakened deep within their own bodies, between their own legs, just looking at him. They felt weak, hot, and incredibly curious, minds instantly filled with wild, sinful thoughts about exactly what that size would feel like inside them.

"Look at him... oh my god... is that real?"

"That size... it’s impossible... how can a man be that big?"

"I feel so strange... my legs feel weak just looking at him..."

Soft whispers and shocked reactions followed every step he took.

Wan Yu walked beside him, chin held high, chest puffed out proudly. She noticed every single stare, every shocked expression, every hungry glance directed at her companion. A surge of immense pride and arrogant satisfaction flooded her heart. She glanced sideways at Jun Hao, then looked back at all the women staring with envy and desire, and inside her mind she declared triumphantly:

’Go ahead... stare all you want. Look as much as you like... imagine whatever you wish. But remember this clearly... this man. This magnificent, perfect man with this incredible body... he belongs to ME. Only me. I am the one who has him. I am the one who gets to feel that huge size inside me. None of you can ever have him.’

She wore a faint, arrogant, triumphant smile on her face, walking with even more grace and confidence, silently claiming ownership over him in front of everyone.

Jun Hao noticed her expression clearly from the corner of his eye. He saw that proud, haughty look on her face, and a small amused smile touched his lips.

’She really is bursting with pride... she loves showing him off,’ he thought to himself, feeling amused yet deeply pleased.

Truth be told, he felt proud too. He enjoyed being the center of attention. He loved knowing that every woman here desired him, wanted him, craved what he had to offer. It fed his ego, his dominance, his sense of power. He walked even taller, even more confident, letting his massive outline show proudly, completely unashamed, perfectly happy to be the object of every woman’s fantasy.

They continued walking until they reached a large, high-end clothing and fashion store. A young male shop assistant greeted them politely and guided them inside.

Wan Yu immediately began selecting items with clear purpose. She first picked out two sets of beautiful, soft nightgowns for herself, elegant and comfortable. Then she turned her full attention entirely toward Jun Hao.

She began gathering clothes rapidly, one after another, handing them all to the assistant to carry. She selected a total of eleven distinct styles and outfits for Jun Hao.

- Two sets of comfortable sleepwear – soft, high-quality fabric, simple and relaxed.

- Three sets of casual everyday wear – stylish, modern, comfortable designs perfect for daily outings.

- The remaining six sets – formal wear, premium suits, tailored jackets, and elegant shirts, made from finest materials, designed to make him look sharp, authoritative, and incredibly handsome.

Jun Hao watched her pile up clothes, eyes widening slightly, genuinely confused. He stepped closer, lowering voice to ask quietly.

"Wait... what is all this? Why are you buying so many things? I don’t need this much... especially suits and formal clothes... I rarely wear these."

Wan Yu stopped, turned to face him, and smiled sweetly, eyes shining with affection and possessiveness. She reached out, straightened his collar gently, voice soft but determined.

"I just want to buy them for you. I want to see you wearing them. I want everyone to see you looking your absolute best. Just let me do this... okay? I enjoy spoiling you."

She pushed him gently toward changing rooms.

"Go on... try them on. Let me see how they fit."

Jun Hao sighed helplessly but obeyed without protest. He changed into the first set: one of the casual outfits she had chosen.

When he stepped out of changing room, Wan Yu’s breath caught instantly in her throat, heart beating fast and hard.

He looked incredible.

The casual clothes fit him perfectly—tailored exactly to his measurements, highlighting every line of his powerful body without being too tight. His broad shoulders, strong chest, long legs... everything looked even more attractive, even more masculine. His handsome face and natural charisma shone even brighter, amplified by modern, stylish fashion. He looked like a top model or famous celebrity walking casually through store.

And best of all... the trousers were designed differently from his uniform. They hung straight and neat, cut slightly looser at the front. That massive, prominent bulge was completely hidden now. No longer visible, no longer drawing shocked stares. He looked stylish, handsome, elegant, and decent—safe and appropriate for public view, yet undeniably stunning.

Wan Yu felt her chest swell with even greater pride. Seeing him like this, looking so perfect, so handsome, so dignified, yet knowing fully what lay hidden beneath those clothes... it made her feel like the luckiest, most special woman in the entire world. She watched other customers and staff glancing over, eyes filled with admiration and awe, and she loved every second of it.

Jun Hao turned this way and that, checking reflection in large mirror, nodding slightly satisfied.

"This is comfortable... fits well."

They went through the rest of the items quickly. Every single piece suited him perfectly, enhancing his looks and aura in different ways. Whether casual or formal, he carried everything with natural grace and confidence, making every outfit look amazing.

Once everything was tried and approved, they walked together to the cashier counter. The assistant rang up the total, displaying the final amount—an impressive sum, but nothing out of the ordinary for Wan Yu’s lifestyle.

Without hesitation, Wan Yu reached into her bag and pulled out a sleek, pitch-black card. It was not an ordinary credit card, but a special Black Card — a premium prepaid debit card issued exclusively for the ultra-wealthy here in China. This card was famous for having no spending limits and holding immense stored value, with balances often reaching billions of Chinese Yuan, enough to buy almost anything she desired without ever worrying about cost or running out of funds.

She placed the heavy, dark card onto the counter with a calm, confident gesture.

"Use this to pay."

The assistant’s eyes widened slightly in respect as he recognized the exclusive card. He accepted it carefully, processing the transaction quickly and smoothly. The machine approved instantly—limitless funds available.

Receipt printed out, and the card was returned immediately to Wan Yu. She slipped it back into her bag effortlessly, completely unbothered by the large amount spent. For her, spending money on Jun Hao was never an expense—it was pure joy and investment.

All items were packed neatly into large elegant shopping bags, handed over to Jun Hao to carry.

Leaving the store, they wandered slowly around mall, enjoying the relaxed atmosphere. After such heavy, intense meal earlier—and because eating had been so distracted and chaotic—they both still felt like they had not truly eaten properly.

"Let’s go find some snacks... something simple and tasty," Wan Yu suggested.

They headed toward food court and street-style stalls area inside the mall. They bought random delicious snacks—grilled items, savory treats, sweet desserts—stopping wherever smelled good, eating while walking, laughing and chatting casually like an ordinary happy couple. They ate until fully satisfied and comfortably full, enjoying the simple pleasure of good food and each other’s company.

When they could not eat another bite, and shopping bags were heavy with new clothes, they decided it was time to return.

They walked back out to parking lot, climbed once more into their car. Jun Hao settled comfortably in his new casual clothes—handsome, relaxed, and no longer drawing shocked stares. Wan Yu sat beside him, happy, proud, and completely content.

Engine started, and they drove away from the bright lights and crowds of the mall, heading back toward the quiet, exclusive, magnificent villa that awaited them—their private world where anything was possible. Tonight was still young, and their beautiful, luxurious home stood empty, silent, and waiting just for them.