When Xu Jingming returned to the Villa and pushed open the bedroom door,
he was greeted by a sight that set his blood racing.
Soft, warm light filled the spacious bedroom. Su Qingli, Ling Shuang, Song Qiuyun, and Jiang Chuxuan had been waiting for quite some time.
Some reclined while others sat, their poses languid and alluring, every gaze burning with anticipation.
At the very center of the bedroom stood an enormous, eye-catching gift box.
It was about fifty centimeters tall and two meters long and wide, wrapped entirely in dark red silk.
A golden ribbon was tied around it, making it look like a carefully prepared offering.
"What's this...?"
Xu Jingming raised an eyebrow, sweeping his gaze over the women.
Ling Shuang parted her red lips, a mischievous glint flashing in her eyes. "A gift to celebrate your victory. Why don't you open it?"
"With my mental power, do you think I need to open it to know what's inside?
"But since Teacher Ling asked, I'll oblige."
Xu Jingming chuckled and approached the gift box, giving the wrapping a gentle tug.
The silk slipped away, and the lid slowly opened.
Although he had already inspected its contents with his mental power,
his breath still caught slightly when the box opened.
Curled up inside were the sisters Leng Yuexi and Leng Yuechan.
Leng Yuexi wore a sheer dark red gown with a slit reaching the top of her thigh, revealing long, exquisite legs.
Her skin was white as snow, gleaming softly beneath the lights.
Her collarbones were delicate, her neck long and swanlike.
Her cool, stunning face was faintly flushed, her long lashes trembling and her red lips pressed together. She was clearly mortified.
Her fire ability seemed to leak out slightly with her fluctuating emotions, lending the surrounding air