"Which bastard wrote this book?!" The conclusion was indeed correct, but the process was completely wrong.
By then, Rias's clothes had also fallen to one side. She lay beside Chen Fan and pulled his head into her chest. Chen Fan felt utterly delighted, though he was also finding it a little overwhelming. Was this the legendary hardship of accepting a beauty's favor? It did not seem quite like that.
The air between them seemed somewhat heavy. Genoa smiled and said, "I see. So the president likes Lord Chen Fan too. But I don't need Lord Chen Fan's heart. As long as I can have Lord Chen Fan's body, there's no conflict. Why not have President Rias join us too?"
Chen Fan felt dizzy again. What kind of conversation was this? Hearts, bodies, and so on—it felt like his entire worldview had been turned upside down. Still, with Genoa behind him and Rias in front of him, this treatment was far too luxurious.
Genoa's words made Rias blush slightly. Somewhat embarrassed and angry, she said, "Enough, Genoa. Having a baby isn't that simple. It isn't like you think. Don't just think about what's right in front of you. You also need to consider whether you truly love each other, or you'll regret it later. Demons may be beings with desires, but they cannot let desire rule their souls. Many Demons became stray Demons because they indulged too deeply in their desires."
"I see. I've learned quite a lot. But President, don't you want to have a baby with Lord Chen Fan?"
Rias's face reddened again. Genoa's bluntness clearly left her at a loss. By then, Chen Fan's hand had already climbed onto Rias's back. He could no longer endure it. As a man, the fact that he had refrained from making