At eight or nine in the morning, the wealthy district of London was quiet and still.
When Zhang Yang opened his eyes, he saw Ms. Luo's smooth bare back as she gently slipped into a silk nightgown.
"You're awake." Luo Xinyu turned back with a soft, alluring smile.
"Mm." Zhang Yang rested his head on his arms, admiring the figure before him, his gaze seemingly contemplative.
"What are you thinking about?" Luo Xinyu lay on Zhang Yang's chest and coquettishly murmured, "You almost fucked me to death last night... I feel like you still weren't satisfied?"
"Me, satisfied?" Zhang Yang laughed helplessly.
If he really wanted to be satisfied, that would be no small undertaking. She alone could never manage it.
"I'll be leaving first in a while. If you have an answer to the question I asked yesterday, you can tell me anytime."
"Does it have an expiration date?" Luo Xinyu asked with a smile.
"It's valid forever." Zhang Yang stroked the satin-like skin beneath Luo Xinyu's nightgown.
"Then... I have my answer now." Luo Xinyu's eyes were gentle as she softly said, "I'll listen to you. I'll go back... and leave everything to your arrangements."
"I'll make the best arrangements for you." Zhang Yang smiled.
Later, downstairs from the upscale apartment, the car sent to pick Zhang Yang up was quietly parked there, with the two little assistants waiting eagerly.
"You really do have no shortage of romantic luck." Luo Xinyu gazed at the two young women from afar.
Both girls were brimming with vitality and looked... several years younger than her.
Youth truly was unbeatable.
"They're my assistants. No need to introduce you." Zhang Yang turned back and hugged Luo Xinyu. "Then... see you in Magic City?"
"See you in Magic City." Luo Xinyu lightly kissed Zhang