Immediately threw off the shoes that were in the way, and took off the clothes while walking into the house.

Sun Dasheng, who was sitting on the sofa playing with his phone, heard the commotion and asked without looking up, "Why are you back so late?"

What responded to him was a bare, flying body.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and caught the other person in a matter of milliseconds, held her in his arms, flipped her over, and gave her a few slaps.

The big white butt trembled with fear.

Before long, a flush of red appeared.

"Are you that desperate?" Sun Dasheng said irritably.

The body in his arms wriggled, "Come on, tell me, how long have you been out playing and not coming home?"

Only then did Sun Dasheng realize.

Oh, going out for a trip did indeed take quite a bit of time.

So he forgave the beauty in his arms.

He flipped her back over, held her in his arms, and asked, "Why are you back so late today? Didn't I tell you not to stay out too late at night?"

"After work today, I went to Zi Yan's beauty salon for a maintenance session, got a massage..."

Xiang Yiren coyly lay in his arms.

Her hands still restlessly exploring his body.

Then Sun Dasheng swatted them away.

Picked up the scattered clothes on the floor and dressed her, knocking her on the head, "Don't always think about naughty things."

Xiang Yiren felt aggrieved, but she said nothing.

What she didn't know was that her good brother had already been chastised by several women in turn.

Even if he were made of iron, his body couldn't take it anymore.

Otherwise, what if the iron rod really turned into an embroidery needle?

After serving him a bath, the two snuggled in bed, whispering sweet nothings.

At this moment, Xiang Yiren felt that this was nice too.

Suddenly, she thought of something amusing and said to him, "Guess what I saw at Zi Yan's beauty salon tonight?"

"What did you see?" Sun Dasheng asked with his eyes closed.

"I saw a group of rich wives come in with three big Rolls-Royces. To be honest, now that I think about it, they look quite similar to your cars."

Hearing this, Sun Dasheng was no longer sleepy.

Darn it, how could it be such a coincidence?

How did these carefree wives end up at Jiang Ziyan's place?

Shanghai City is so big; how could this happen?

Okay, he underestimated the popularity of Jiang Ziyan's beauty salon among health-conscious wives.

As a new elite of Shanghai City,

The wives had long heard about it.

They simply couldn't afford it with weak wallets.

Today, when someone else paid, how could they not indulge?

Of course, they rushed over to experience it.

No doubt, it lived up to its reputation.

The wives all went home with smiles.

Planted in their hearts was the notion of how wives of wealthy families live, something even private jets couldn't achieve.

Because there were just so many true rich wives at the salon.

Luckily, they were adorned head-to-toe in LV, or else they'd expose their act awkwardly.

Through friendly exchanges with the wealthy wives, they gained much insight and perspective.

Additionally, it fueled their longing for the lives of wealthy wives.

These were things Sun Dasheng hadn't anticipated.

To him, the wives were nothing more than fleeting acquaintances.

Whether they'd meet again was uncertain.

Yet the wives kept him in their hearts.

"Ahem... keep talking." Sun Dasheng hastily covered up his guilt.

"Hehe... those wives seemed rich but somehow felt inexperienced in certain ways, which was odd." Xiang Yiren certainly had a knack for observing people.

She quickly noticed the wives' genuine and superficial sides.

Yet she wasn't certain.

After all, the three Rolls-Royces that picked them up weren't fake.

It was because of this display that the other rich wives at the salon didn't suspect them.

"Hmm, maybe you saw it wrong," Sun Dasheng said.

"Maybe. Some rich people do like to keep a low profile. If they don't flaunt their wealth, no one knows they have it," Xiang Yiren nodded.

Then she buried her head in his chest.

Before long, there were soft snores.

It seemed he was truly exhausted.

Otherwise... he normally didn't snore.

Reflecting on her actions today, she suddenly felt some regret.

Why did she feel like an immature girl?

Was she regressing in life?

Maybe it was because he protected her too well.

Thinking of this, a sweet smile appeared on her face.

She hugged him tighter.

Thank goodness she met him, otherwise, she couldn't imagine how her life would be now.

Those former colleagues she'd worked with, upon meeting her on the street, all said she seemed like a different person.

Her face was still the same, her figure remained unchanged, but there was an unspeakable aura of elegance around her.

Indeed, that's what they all said.

Elegance... hehe... it's all because of him.

Before long, she too fell into a deep sleep.

Sun Dasheng felt refreshed after this sleep.

After going through the wives' test.

He realized that although his physicality was far beyond that of ordinary humans, it was still within human limits.

The only thing somewhat surpassing humans was his terrifying recovery ability.

In general, when a man exerts himself with many women, how could he possibly recover within a mere ten days?

He once saw an amusing conversation.

Not sure if it was true or a joke.

He found it online.

It was quite funny.

The conversation was between a man and a woman.

The specific content is not detailed here.

In essence, the woman was a long-term marathon runner.

The type that can easily run a full marathon.

The man was just an ordinary handsome guy.

The woman met up with this handsome guy and wanted him three times in one night.

Each time lasting around twenty minutes.

But the woman was not satisfied at all, and immediately ordered ten boxes of Sildenafil for the handsome guy to have a good fight.

At first, he did not realize the seriousness of the situation.

Still enthusiastically taking the pills, calling out to battle until dawn.

Who would have thought, shortly afterward, the handsome guy fled.

After returning home, he lay in bed resting for a full week.

It proved that for a man to conquer a woman in this aspect is as hard as reaching the sky.

That's why the most common question men ask women in bed is: "Do you feel good?"

If the woman answers, "Yes."

The man couldn't be happier.

Actually:

Feel good, my foot.

That's the woman's true thoughts.

You're finished after only a few minutes, when I'm just warming up?

Ahem ahem...

Of course, the long-lasting handsome guys in front of the screen aren't included.

When Xiang Yiren woke up, she found no one by her side.

She went to the back garden.

As expected, that man was exercising there.

Although she didn't know what martial art he was practicing.

Every move was quite beautiful.

Curious, she went over and asked, "Can you teach me?"

Sun Dasheng stopped, "Sure, follow my movements and see if you can adapt."

It turned out, she couldn't adapt at all.

It's not that the moves were too difficult; they were simple. But when combined, they became extremely challenging.

For some unknown reason.

She tried several times but couldn't proceed coherently.

Finally, she had to give up, complaining, "Where did you learn this? I've never seen it, doesn't resemble any domestic style."

Sun Dasheng chuckled to himself, thinking: Of course you haven't seen it, these are moves I've figured out according to my body.

Strictly speaking, they're self-created; where would you see these?

"Alright, let's go have breakfast." Sun Dasheng beckoned her back.

Coincidentally, Jiang Ziyan and Lu Qingyun arrived together.

They brought a sumptuous breakfast.

It seemed, even if the three were separated to live apart.

Their deep sisterly bond was unaffected.

After breakfast.

The three spent some time with Sun Dasheng.

Then Jiang Ziyan and Lu Qingyun bade goodbye gracefully.

They knew today Brother Sun belonged to Sister Yiren.

Sun Dasheng didn't keep her waiting long; once the two left.

He carried her heading towards the bedroom.

But she grasped his arm, coyly saying: "No need, I've given the housemaids a holiday, let's stay here."

Oh?

Sun Dasheng looked around and indeed didn't see any signs of others.

Then he pressed her onto the dining table, grabbed her long legs, and began to work passionately.

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