Room 214, second floor of the Fortunate Inn.
Chen Haijing lay against Shen Weilong's broad chest, her expression blissful.
Their bout of passion had just lasted over an hour.
The couple felt as though they had returned to their twenties.
The distance, emotional knots, and little disagreements accumulated over the years seemed to have vanished all at once.
In an instant, they had gone from middle-aged indifference back to being passionately in love.
As they talked quietly, Chen Haijing lay on the Yellow Millet Pillow and soon fell asleep.
Looking down at the satisfied, happy smile on Chen Haijing's lips, Shen Weilong felt an immense sense of pride well up inside him.
For a man, thoroughly conquering his woman was also quite an accomplishment.
"This Tenfold Tonic Soup really is miraculous..."
After experiencing it himself, Shen Weilong had elevated the Tenfold Tonic Soup to divine status!
He had tried all kinds of tonics, but never one as effective as the Tenfold Tonic Soup.
In the past, Shen Weilong always felt sore and uncomfortable in his back and waist afterward.
That sort of thing could no longer really be called enjoyable for him; at most, he was just going through the motions.
Today, he had been dozens of times more vigorous than before, yet his back and waist did not ache at all.
He even felt as though he could keep going!
Going straight from a quick shooter to a stud was such an enormous transformation that it also gave Shen Weilong tremendous confidence!
At six that evening, Lin Zhe arrived at the hospital with a bag of Fortune-Blessed Peach Plum and a bag of Soul-Stirring Series staple foods.
He had also ordered a 1,288-yuan set meal from a star-rated hotel near the hospital and selected delivery.
"You're here, Xiao