Wrapped in each other’s arms, they continued to enjoy those quiet, precious moments, chatting and whispering sweetly as if there were no one else in the world but the two of them. The warmth between them was thick and heavy, filled with affection and a deep sense of satisfaction that lingered long after their passion had settled. Jun Hao held her close, his hands still gently caressing her skin, his heart feeling full just having Yinghua nestled safely against his chest. Then, a playful glint appeared in his eyes, and he decided to break the soft atmosphere with a lighthearted joke, his voice low and teasing.

"So... Miss Customer," he said, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, "would you say my service today was satisfactory?"

Yinghua froze for a second, caught off guard by his sudden, cheeky question. Then, the seriousness in his tone made her realize he was waiting for an answer, and soon, a soft, amused giggle escaped her lips. She turned her face to look at him, her eyes sparkling with happiness and mirth, playing along perfectly with his little act.

"Very, very satisfactory indeed, Mr. Therapist," she replied sweetly, her voice full of amusement and warmth. "You are truly the best I have ever encountered. I couldn’t be more pleased."

Jun Hao chuckled softly, delighted that she understood and matched his playful mood. His hands moved slowly, sliding around her body to cup and hold her soft, full breasts from behind, his touch firm yet gentle, making her shiver pleasantly again just from that simple contact. Leaning closer to her ear, he spoke in a soft, tempting whisper.

"Since you are so satisfied... how about we exchange contact numbers now? That way, I can reach you whenever I want, and you can reach me too. We won’t have to wait just for meetings like this anymore."

Yinghua’s eyes lit up, her smile widening as she nodded enthusiastically. She turned slightly in his embrace to look him fully in the face.

"Actually... I was just about to suggest the exact same thing," she admitted with a soft laugh. "It seems we really do think alike, don’t we?"

They quickly took out their phones, exchanging numbers and saving each other’s contacts with special names that only they would understand. Once that was done, Jun Hao slowly pulled himself away, though he was reluctant to let go, and stood up gracefully. He reached out his hand to her, inviting her to stand as well.

"Come on," he said softly. "Let’s go out now."

Yinghua took his hand and stood up, but her legs felt incredibly weak and wobbly, still trembling from the intense pleasure and exhaustion of what they had done earlier. She walked very slowly and unsteadily, her body still feeling the lingering sensation of him deep inside her, her steps heavy and slow. Seeing her condition, Jun Hao immediately stepped closer, wrapping one arm securely around her waist, supporting her weight and guiding her steps carefully. He held her firmly against his side, making sure she wouldn’t stumble or fall, walking slowly alongside her as they left the private room.

As they walked through the center, passing by other employees and customers who were busy with their own things, many heads turned to look at them. People cast curious, surprised, and questioning glances, wondering why this distinguished, beautiful woman was walking so slowly and leaning so heavily on the young man, her steps so weak and her face glowing with a strange, flushed radiance. They whispered quietly among themselves, eyes wide with curiosity, but neither Jun Hao nor Yinghua paid any attention to the gazes or whispers around them. They walked with their focus entirely on each other, unbothered by the outside world, moving steadily toward the reception desk near the main entrance.

Guo Ying, the receptionist who had welcomed Yinghua earlier, looked up from her desk as they approached. Her eyes widened slightly, looking from Jun Hao’s arm still protectively wrapped around Yinghua’s waist to Yinghua’s slow, unsteady walk and her face that looked both exhausted and incredibly happy. Guo Ying felt a strange, confused feeling rising in her chest; the closeness and intimacy between the two of them were far beyond what a normal therapist and customer should have, and it made her very curious and confused.

Yinghua stopped in front of the desk, leaning lightly against it for support, and spoke to Guo Ying with a warm, polite smile.

"Excuse me, Miss Guo Ying... I would like to settle the payment for the service I received today."

"Oh... y-yes, of course," Guo Ying replied quickly, shaking off her surprise. She turned to check the record, and when she looked at the clock, her eyes went even wider in shock. She couldn’t help but let out a small gasp. "Wait... I just realized... you two were in there for such a long time! It’s already four o’clock in the afternoon!"

Yinghua’s cheeks instantly turned bright red in embarrassment. She looked down shyly, feeling a bit awkward under Guo Ying’s knowing and curious gaze, realizing just how much time had passed while they were lost in each other. Sensing her discomfort, Jun Hao stood even closer to her, shielding her slightly, his expression calm and amused.

"Ah... yes, well... the session was quite thorough," Jun Hao said smoothly, his voice full of confidence and a hint of pride.

Guo Ying cleared her throat, realizing she had been staring a bit too obviously and that her curiosity was getting the better of her. She quickly composed herself, smiling politely and professionally again.

"Right... of course. Here is the total amount for everything," she said, showing the bill. Then, unable to stop herself, she looked up again and asked curiously, "So... how was your experience? What did you think of our therapist, Mr. Jun Hao here?"

Yinghua looked up, her embarrassment fading as she looked at Jun Hao with eyes full of genuine adoration and happiness. She smiled broadly, her voice sincere and loud enough for everyone nearby to hear.

"It was wonderful. Very, very, very satisfying indeed. I have never felt this good before."

Before Guo Ying could respond, Jun Hao leaned in slightly, a confident and playful grin on his face as he answered for both of them.

"Of course she is satisfied. I always make sure my customers are completely happy and taken care of. Just look at her face... she is positively glowing, isn’t she?"

He laughed heartily, and Yinghua couldn’t help but join in, giggling happily alongside him. Guo Ying could only give a thin, awkward smile in return. She felt there was definitely something going on between them—something much deeper and more intimate than just a professional service—but she knew it wasn’t her place to ask or say anything. She simply accepted the payment, handed the receipt over, and watched them with lingering suspicion and curiosity.

After the transaction was finished, Jun Hao escorted Yinghua all the way out of the building, walking slowly and carefully beside her until they reached the parking area.

"Did you come by yourself?" Jun Hao asked softly, his hand still resting protectively on her waist.

"Yes, I brought my own vehicle," Yinghua replied gently.

"Then I will walk you to your car," he said firmly, not letting go of her yet.

They walked a little further into the parking lot, and when Yinghua pointed out her car, Jun Hao stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening in surprise and admiration. Parked there was a stunning, sleek, bright red sports car—a Ferrari, shining beautifully under the afternoon sun.

"Wow..." Jun Hao breathed out, looking impressed. "This car... it is really something. Very cool, very impressive."

Yinghua chuckled softly, shaking her head modestly. "Oh, it’s nothing really. To be honest, this is actually my daughter’s hobby. She really loves fast, sporty cars like this. She begged me to buy one, so I just went ahead and got it. I drive it sometimes too."

Jun Hao nodded, still looking at the car with appreciation. Then Yinghua stepped closer to him, her eyes twinkling with a mischievous yet loving light.

"Do you want to try driving it? Or take a ride? We could go around for a bit..." she offered softly.

Jun Hao smiled and gently shook his head, though his eyes were warm. "No, not today. Next time, perhaps. We have all the time in the world now, don’t we?"

Yinghua didn’t say anything else. She just stepped right up to him, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck and pulling him down toward her. She pressed her lips fiercely against his in a deep, hot, and lingering kiss—passionate, desperate, and full of longing, as if she wanted to pour every bit of her love and satisfaction into that one touch. Jun Hao responded immediately, holding her body close, kissing her back with equal fervor and intensity, his hands wandering and caressing her back and waist freely, lost in the taste of her lips again.

They stayed like that for a long time, kissing deeply and breathlessly, until Yinghua’s breathing became heavy and ragged again, her chest heaving against his. Realizing that if they continued, they might never part, Jun Hao gently patted and rubbed her back in a soothing manner, slowly breaking the kiss.

"Alright, alright... that’s enough," he whispered huskily, his voice thick with emotion. "If we keep going like this, we will never get home, and we’ll just end up back inside the building again."

Yinghua rested her forehead against his chest, panting softly, a little shy and embarrassed by her own boldness. She looked up at him with eyes full of love and apology.

"I’m sorry... I just... I really don’t want to leave you," she murmured. "Okay then... I have to go now. Goodbye for now, Jun Hao."

"Drive safely, Yinghua," Jun Hao said softly, his hand moving up to stroke her hair tenderly, then leaning down to place a soft, sweet kiss on her forehead—a gesture full of affection and care. "Take good care of yourself."

Yinghua felt her heart swell with so much emotion that tears almost welled up in her eyes. His gentle treatment, his kindness, and his love made her feel so cherished and special. She quickly turned around and walked briskly to her car, wiping at the corners of her eyes subtly, not wanting him to see how emotional she was or see her cry. She got inside quickly, started the engine, and drove away, waving her hand slightly through the window before she disappeared from sight.

Jun Hao stood there watching her car speed away until it was completely gone. He stood still for a moment, a warm, amused smile on his face, shaking his head slowly.

"Truly... such an incredibly attractive woman," he muttered to himself, his heart feeling light and happy.

He turned back around and walked back into the building, returning to the reception desk where Guo Ying was still working. She looked up as he approached.

"Guo Ying," Jun Hao said casually, "about my working hours today... I think we can consider my shift finished right now. I want to go straight home. I won’t be taking any more appointments."

"Oh, alright," Guo Ying replied with a nod. "Don’t worry about the therapy room, Jun Hao. We have a cleaning team that will take care of everything, tidy it all up and clean it properly. You don’t need to handle it."

"Good. Well then... I’m off. See you tomorrow," Jun Hao said with a wave.

"See you again tomorrow," Guo Ying replied with a polite smile, still looking at him with a hint of curiosity but saying nothing more.

Jun Hao walked out of the building, breathing in the fresh afternoon air, feeling completely relaxed and happy. He walked to the roadside and hailed a taxi. Once he was seated inside, he leaned back comfortably, looking out the window as the car began to move, taking him home to his mother and younger siblings, his mind still filled with memories of the beautiful time he had just spent with Yinghua, and looking forward to the promise of their meeting this weekend.