From the bathroom to the balcony, then from the balcony to the walk-in closet, and finally from the closet to the bed.

The intense battle between Sun Zhe and Fang Ruoxue lasted a full hour and a half before it finally ended.

Despite Sun Zhe forcing himself to hold back, he still felt unsatisfied; only just starting to get the feeling.

But Fang Ruoxue was already on her seventh time, her whole being nearly exhausted, lying there motionless like a dead fish, directly killing Sun Zhe’s interest, so he had to stop.

A soft sound of "pop".

Sun Zhe, drenched in sweat, let out a light breath, slowly withdrew, looking at the younger sister with her lips wide open hiding in the bushes, spitting out white foam, feeling an inexplicable sense of accomplishment inside.

Fang Ruoxue lay paralyzed beside Zhou Yao, her hips and waist twitching and convulsing non-stop, covering her eyes with the back of her hand, her lips slightly parted, gently panting.

At that moment, she only felt like her entire being was floating in the clouds, her body weightless, light as a feather, her mind blank, not wanting to think about anything.

This wonderful feeling of complete physical and mental emptiness made her want to be forever addicted.

After this experience, she realized that being a woman was truly joyful.

As she quietly enjoyed the lingering charm, she suddenly felt her mouth burn, opened her eyes to discover Sun Zhe standing at the bedside, feeding her the still dripping disgusting thing.

For some reason, this time she didn’t feel any disgust at all, her originally clear starry eyes had turned misty and blurry, half-squinting as she looked at Sun Zhe, her lips slightly parted, meticulously helping Sun Zhe clean up.

Sun Zhe’s lips curled into a smile as he admired the noble beauty in front of him performing the cleaning task, and asked with a laugh, "Little beaker, how do you feel?"

Fang Ruoxue didn’t answer the question, just cast him a resentful glance, the speed of her cleaning with her lips and tongue gradually increased, it didn’t take long to finish, then she pulled the quilt to cover her body.

Sun Zhe suddenly asked, "How about one last time?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ruoxue’s delicate heart trembled, almost instinctively tightening her legs together, simultaneously wrapping the quilt tightly around her body, using an almost pleading gaze to look at Sun Zhe, "No... please, no more, it’s already enough for today."

Sun Zhe laughed heartily, said no more, yanked the quilt off her, and immediately picked her up before striding to the bathroom.

If he weren’t hurrying back to see Zhu Yan, he truly wanted to have three hundred rounds of battle with Fang Ruoxue again!

"Sun Zhe."

Fang Ruoxue allowed Sun Zhe to carry her, softly called out.

"Hmm?"

Fang Ruoxue said coldly, "Are you coming tomorrow?"

Sun Zhe shook his head, "I’m not coming tomorrow, if anything happens, contact me."

With these words, Fang Ruoxue suddenly felt a bit lost but kept her emotions hidden, and said calmly, "Got it."

"..."

Before long.

After washing and tidying up, they went downstairs.

In the living room on the first floor.

Hearing the sound of them coming downstairs, Fang Jiayun sitting on the sofa quickly looked up, observing the two figures coming down, her gaze gradually becoming complex.

She noticed Fang Ruoxue’s face was still a bit flushed, the aftertaste seemed yet to fade, and her previously chilled eyes now carried more charm, like they had been nourished, making her even more inviting than before.

Additionally, she noticed Fang Ruoxue’s walking posture seemed a little awkward, her legs appearing to open wider compared to before.

"Mom, how’s Dad doing?"

Fang Jiayun approached without showing any emotions and asked with concern.

Fang Ruoxue reached out to rub her head, smiled, and said, "Well, your dad’s meridians have been reconnected, nothing serious, he’ll recover after some time of nurturing."

"That’s good."

Upon hearing this, Fang Jiayun breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Sun Zhe, somewhat reluctantly said, "Thanks."

Sun Zhe smiled brightly, "No need to thank me; it’s merely a transaction, your mother has already paid me the reward."

Upon hearing the word "reward," Fang Jiayun suddenly felt nauseous, wishing she could tear Sun Zhe apart on the spot.

Sun Zhe suddenly stretched lazily, yawning, "It’s getting late; Miss Fang, Chairman Fang, I’ll take my leave now."

Fang Ruoxue’s expression was cold, showing no emotion, "Yun’er, please see off Divine Doctor Sun."

After speaking, she turned and went upstairs, seemingly not wanting to stay any longer with Sun Zhe.

But actually, she suddenly remembered some things in the room hadn’t been cleaned up; if Fang Jiayun went up later and discovered something, it would be troublesome.

Fang Jiayun glanced at Sun Zhe, "Let’s go; I’ll see you off."

"No need for trouble."

"I insist!"

"As you wish."

Afterwards.

Fang Jiayun escorted Sun Zhe to the garage, and thoughtfully helped him open the car door.

Sun Zhe looked at her with a playful face, "Aren’t you going to say ’Prince, please get in the car’?"

Fang Jiayun directly rolled her eyes at him, said sweetly, "Idiot, please get in the car."

"Pa!"

Without a word, Sun Zhe raised his hand and slapped her gentle behind, clad in a mini skirt.

"Sun Zhe, are you sick?"

Fang Jiayun was so angry she stamped her feet.

Sun Zhe laughed heartily, casually sat in the car, hands on the steering wheel, seeing Fang Jiayun hadn’t moved, curiously asked, "Do you still have something to say?"

Fang Jiayun’s face gradually turned sinister, her gaze coldly fixed on Sun Zhe, and asked, "What did you do to my mom in the room?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe smiled lightly, showing no sign of surprise, and said, "Asking knowingly."

"By the way, did you enjoy watching the live broadcast before?"

When in the bathroom earlier, Sun Zhe simultaneously assaulted Fang Ruoxue and released his Divine Sense to check around, so he knew from the start that Fang Jiayun was secretly watching.

Upon hearing this, Fang Jiayun’s pretty face flushed, yet her gaze remained icy cold.

If possible, she really wanted to devour Sun Zhe piece by piece!

Sun Zhe joked with a smile, "I noticed you quite like peeping, you were also sneaking a look when I was with Qiaoqiao"

Fang Jiayun slowly took a deep breath, suppressing her inner anger, "Don’t torture my mom."

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe frowned, "You can ask her yourself whether that counts as torture. Anyway, she seemed quite happy."

Fang Jiayun gritted her teeth, "If you have anything, come to me; don’t touch my mom!"

Sun Zhe was taken aback, "So your meaning is..."

Fang Jiayun stared into his eyes, saying, "As long as you don’t touch her, I can satisfy you."

Feeling Fang Jiayun’s unwavering gaze, Sun Zhe suddenly felt touched, smiled, and said, "I see your family quite values sentiments and justice, honestly, I’m a bit moved." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Fang Jiayun asked, "So?"

Sun Zhe shrugged, smiled, "So it doesn’t concern me. Being moved doesn’t mean I won’t mind what you did to me before."

Fang Jiayun couldn’t be bothered to respond, robustly closed the car door for him, saying, "I’ll contact you tomorrow."

Sun Zhe started the car, "Remember to dress nicely."

Fang Jiayun turned back to glare at him, disdainfully, "Who would dress up for someone like you?"

Sun Zhe added, "If you’re not pretty enough, I wouldn’t mind continuing with Chairman Fang."

"You..."

Fang Jiayun’s chest heaved with anger, "Fine, I got it! Remember what you said, don’t go touching my mom again!"

"..."