"Oh my god, my little brother, you’re about to send me straight to heaven!"

Her face was full of dazed stupidity.

At this moment, waves surged, soaking the therapy bed.

The rush toward climax made her body tense, and only after a while did she relax.

The look on her face was utterly uncontrollable bliss.

"Now can I talk?"

"It felt so good, I’ll tell you everything, men like you don’t stink at all, on the contrary, I feel so happy, yes, I hate other men, but I don’t hate you, you really are one of a kind."

Su Qin poured all her feelings out in one breath.

I was overwhelmed with satisfaction—right now, she’s nothing like that cold and arrogant version of herself before.

She’s just a little pet conquered by me.

"If that’s the case, then do you want more?"

"No, I’ve already had enough, please let me go."

Su Qin shook her head repeatedly, covering her vital parts.

She moved a bit, not only without any discomfort, but totally able to move freely.

So she hurriedly sat up from the therapy bed and quickly slipped her dress back on.

"Who said you could get dressed?"

I was still unsatisfied, and instantly wrapped her in my arms.

"Little brother, I’m going home. You can’t do this."

But every seductive move she made just made my desire burn even hotter.

Just as I was about to continue, Su Qin bit down hard on my arm.

"Bad little brother, stop right now! This time I lost, but next time, I’ll make you beg, I’ll be the one to conquer you!"

When I yelped from the pain and relaxed, Su Qin seized the chance and slipped from my embrace.

She messily straightened her dress, grabbed her lace panties, and fled in panic.

I was left empty all of a sudden.

But her words lit up my competitiveness all over again.

A seductive woman like Su Qin is really rare.

If there’s a next time, I’ll definitely make her truly submit, not daring to act out at all.

I lingered for a bit, and just as I was about to close the door and rest, a phone call made my mood float again.

"Zhang Yang, there’s a masked party tonight. Want to go with me?"

Tang Xueyao actually took the initiative to contact me.

She invited me to a private masked gathering.

Right away, her stunning beauty flashed in my mind, stirring my heart with desire.

Almost without pause, I rushed straight to the party venue.

Tang Xueyao tonight was wearing a dark floral off-shoulder dress.

Her delicate collarbone, milk-white, tender shoulders, shimmered with an alluring brilliance.

A necklace adorned her snowy neck, the perfect finishing touch.

Her full, peach-like breasts swelled beneath the deeply cut neckline, forming two round bulges.

Below the skirt, her curvaceous ass arched high, stretching the fabric dramatically.

Her flawless legs, straight and without the slightest gap, were wrapped in my favorite black stockings.

She was a total contrast to Su Qin’s beauty.

For real, no matter what she wore, Tang Xueyao could make it look gorgeous.

Plus, that gentle, breathtaking face and temperament stole my soul every single time.

"Oh, why are you staring at me? Is there a flower on my face?"

Tang Xueyao stood quietly before me, shooting me a shy, sweet look.

"Ms. Tang doesn’t have any flowers on her face, but she’s prettier than any flower. I’m so crazy about you, it’s driving me wild."

I couldn’t hold back anymore.

I grabbed her fragrant, soft body in my arms.

Taking a gentle whiff, the scent from her silky hair sent me instantly into a dizzy spell.

Tang Xueyao is the woman I want most—whatever I do with her feels impossibly wonderful.

Besides, the fire Su Qin sparked in me hasn’t burned out yet.

That made me lose control, and I went straight for her soft, red lips.

The delirious, bone-melting sensation hit my brain; tasting that sweetness on her tongue, I sucked it in like a madman...