Yuan'en Yehui's time with Chen Ming had been an eye-opener. He had so many tricks up his sleeve.
Black stockings, white stockings, nude stockings, fishnets... He had her washing her feet five times a day. She felt as if she had nearly scrubbed the skin off.
She had also learned just how insatiable he was. On the last day, he had barely stopped except to sleep. No, even in his sleep, he had remained ready.
They had slept in each other's arms, with her legs wrapped around him, so she had felt his unyielding presence all night.
The three days had passed in a haze. It was only on the fourth day, when she thought back on everything she had done, that she covered her face in embarrassment. She could hardly face anyone. But as long as Chen Ming was happy, that was enough.
Wu Siduo was next. Her wish was much like Ye Xinglan's: she wanted to unlock the scene of his defeat. Unfortunately, she was no match for him, so she was the one whose defeat was unlocked.
In Wu Siduo's villa, Chen Ming stroked her head, paying particular attention to her black cat ears.
They were so soft and fluffy that he couldn't keep his hands off them. He gave the little cat some milk, too, to help her grow.
Before crossing over, he had often watched Tom and Jerry. Tom had seemed rather fond of milk.
Wu Siduo was a cat too, and he had plenty of milk to give her. How she got to drink it was up to her own efforts.
After keeping the little cat company for a while, he gently pressed down on her head. She stiffened for a moment, but her level kept rising.
She had only just broken through level