It was evening at the Yangcheng First-class Villa District.
In front of the number one villa, the charming and seductive ng Shiyang sat sideways on the back of Sun Zhe's electric scooter. She clutched her handbag, her shapely legs gleaming in glossy stockings. As she stared at the dreamlike luxury villa before her, her beautiful eyes sparkled.
"Wow... Master, your house is so huge! It's like a king's palace."
"Low-key, low-key," Sun Zhe said with a faint smile. After using facial recognition to open the villa gate, he twisted the throttle, and the scooter zood inside.
He rode for quite a while before finally crossing the expansive yard and reaching the front door. He casually pulled out the scooter key, then helped ng Shiyang up the few steps toward the living room.
"Master... why do I suddenly feel a bit nervous?"
"What's there to be nervous about? It's not like you don't know my stepmom."
ng Shiyang felt a bit embarrassed and said in a delicate voice, "It's just... I suddenly feel like a girlfriend visiting her future mother-in-law for the first ti."
Hearing this, Sun Zhe laughed heartily. He crouched down and pulled a pair of fluffy little slippers from the shoe cabinet. He didn't know if they belonged to Ye Qiao, Li Shiyan, or Lin Yingchun. Regardless, they were fragrant. This was a stark contrast to his own slippers, which still slled terrible even though Zhu Yan washed them every three days.
"Shiya, you can wear these. I think they're Qiaoqiao's."
"Okay, any pair is fine. It's not like I have athlete's foot."
ng Shiyang lowered her head, gently tucking a fragrant strand of hair behind her ear. With a slight shake of her stockinged leg, she kicked off her sexy, delicate high heels.
Sun Zhe watched as those delicate and seductive stockinged feet slipped into the fluffy slippers. He suddenly had an urge to pick them up and play with them.
"Master, why are you staring at my feet?"
"Uh..." Sun Zhe snapped back to his senses and rubbed his nose. "Can't I look at sothing so beautiful?"
ng Shiyang covered her mouth with a coquettish laugh, leaned in close to his ear, and whispered, "Then next ti, I'll use my feet to get you off."
"We'll see about that."
A wave of worry washed over ng Shiyang, and she quickly changed the subject. "By the way, Master, now that I've just shown up at your house, will the Head Nurse scold ?"
Sun Zhe looked puzzled. "Why would she scold you?"
"She really won't?"
"My stepmom is very gentle."
ng Shiyang huffed softly. "No, she isn't. You have no idea how fierce she was back when she was the Head Nurse at the hospital."
"Fierce? I never got that impression."
"Oh, well, not exactly fierce. It's more that she was unsmiling and extrely serious and ticulous about everything. And Master, let tell you, I once made a mistake and almost gave a patient the wrong injection. She really gave a talking-to for that."
Sun Zhe pursed his lips. "And you didn't deserve it? Giving a patient the wrong injection is a serious matter! If it were , I'd have chewed you out until you couldn't stand!"
ng Shiyang put on a wronged expression. "Hmph, you've made sad..."
"You'd deserve a scolding even if you were sad."
ng Shiyang giggled, linking her arm with his and rubbing her impressive bust against his arm. "But Master is still the best to . You've never once scolded ."
Sun Zhe gave her a strange look. "Is your mory that bad? Just this afternoon, I called you a little hussy and a little bitch."
"Oh, you! Can't you have so decency? You just love bullying ."
"Hahahaha..."
Amidst their laughter and playful banter, the two entered the living room.
Zhu Yan was currently vacuuming the floor, cleaning up the stray curly hairs and strands that soone had shed. She froze for a mont when she saw Sun Zhe bring a beautiful fairy ho.
"Shiya?"
"Hehe..." ng Shiyang waved at Zhu Yan and smiled sweetly. "Head Nurse, it's been so long! How is it you look younger every ti I see you?"
Zhu Yan smiled. This girl is as silver-tongued as ever. "If you know how to sweet-talk, don't hold back."
"Hehe..." Beaming, ng Shiyang went over and hugged Zhu Yan's arm.
Zhu Yan surreptitiously glanced at her. She noted ng Shiyang's stunningly sexy attire—silk lingerie that even she felt too shy to try—and the fact that her legs seed a bit weak when she walked. She could guess, without even thinking, that Sun Zhe had thoroughly worn her out.
Nearby, Sun Zhe scratched his head. "Um, Shiya isn't feeling well today, so I'll take her upstairs to rest for a bit."
"Alright... go on then. I'll call you when dinner is ready."
A short while later, Sun Zhe led ng Shiyang to his room on the second floor.
ng Shiyang casually tossed her bag aside and flopped onto the large bed. She was about to say sothing when she suddenly frowned, sniffed the air, and then sat up to stare suspiciously at Sun Zhe.
"Why are you staring at ?" Sun Zhe asked.
"Why does it sll like perfu?" she asked, her expression blank.
Sun Zhe shrugged. "It's just as you think... other won have slept in this bed."
ng Shiyang snorted. "You're such a player."
Sun Zhe chuckled. "You get so rest. I'm going downstairs to help my stepmom with dinner. I'll call you when it's ready."
"Is Master sleeping here tonight, too?"
Sun Zhe gave her a strange look. "This is my family's ho. We should probably take it easy."
"You're right. I'd die of embarrassnt if the Head Nurse heard moaning."
Sun Zhe walked over and gently poked her forehead. "I'm heading down. Make yourself at ho."
"Of course. I'm not going to be polite with you, Master. After I shower, I'm going to wear your pajamas."
Sun Zhe smiled faintly. "The crotch of my pajama pants might be a little loose. My apologies."
ng Shiyang instantly understood his aning and rolled her eyes at him. "Are you trying to say it's been stretched out by that big thing of yours? Shaless!"
"..."
「First-floor living room.」
When Zhu Yan saw Sun Zhe coming downstairs, she hurried over to him. She said nothing, simply staring at him with a questioning gaze.
Her stare made Sun Zhe's heart flutter nervously. He scratched his head and said sheepishly, "Stepmom, please don't look at like that. You're scaring ."
"If you have sothing to say, just say it."
"Why did you suddenly bring your female apprentice ho?" Zhu Yan asked, her face impassive.
"Sigh." Sun Zhe sighed and explained truthfully, "I was worried about her physical condition and afraid sothing might happen to her, so I brought her ho for the night."
Hearing this, Zhu Yan's heart tightened with concern. "What's wrong with Shiya?"
Sun Zhe looked at Zhu Yan's anxious face. Stepmom is so kind... He didn't want to hide anything from this woman he loved and cherished.
So, he told her everything—about his Cultivation Technique breaking through to the Second Realm and how he had "broken" ng Shiyang earlier that day.
After she heard his story, her slender hands pinched his waist again and again, making him yelp in pain.
"Stepmom, stop pinching! I was wrong, I was wrong! I really know I was wrong!"
Zhu Yan snorted and chided, "If you really end up permanently damaging that girl's body, what are you going to do then?"
A bitter look crossed Sun Zhe's face. "That's why I was so worried! I brought her ho to keep an eye on her overnight."
Zhu Yan sighed helplessly. "I'm really at a loss with you. Day in and day out, you act like an emperor... Are you really trying to build a harem of three thousand beauties?"
Sun Zhe's expression turned serious. He rushed over to hug her arm, rubbing his chest muscles against it. "Even with a harem of three thousand beauties, Stepmom, you'd be my Empress!"
"Say no more! Tonight's al shall be prepared by this Emperor. Her Majesty the Empress is forbidden from setting even half a step into the Imperial Kitchen! Disobey, and this Emperor will see you punished and banished to the Cold Palace!"
Seeing him in full theatrical mode, Zhu Yan simply rolled her eyes and turned toward the sofa. "It's a real waste of talent that you're not acting in historical dramas."
Taking the hint, Sun Zhe said no more and headed for the kitchen to tie on an apron.
"Ah Zhe."
Sitting on the sofa, Zhu Yan admired her freshly manicured nails and called out in a seemingly casual tone.
In response, Sun Zhe activated his Witch's Step, and with a SWOOSH, appeared right in front of her.
"What are your orders, Your Majesty!"
A blush rose on Zhu Yan's pretty face. She looked away and said, "That... that Cultivation Technique of yours... after breaking through to the Second Realm, is it really as powerful as you say?"
Sun Zhe paused for a mont, then nodded. "Shiya is living proof. Honestly, I'm scared to even touch her now."
"Stepmom, you didn't see what she was like earlier. I thought she was going to stop breathing. It scared so much... I almost went limp from the fright."
Zhu Yan huffed and shot him a skeptical glance. "I don't believe you."
"It's true! I'm not lying!"
"Then how about... we try it out tonight? I'll only believe it after I've experienced it for myself."
A mischievous grin spread across Sun Zhe's face. "Stepmom, that's what you really wanted to say, isn't it? It's only been a few days. Is our little housewife feeling lonely again?"
Zhu Yan huffily slapped his butt. "Hurry up and go cook!"
Sun Zhe's expression beca serious. "But really, Stepmom, I'm a little worried you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow. The Second Realm isn't sothing an ordinary woman can handle."
Zhu Yan's expression was deadpan. "I don't have work tomorrow."
At her words, Sun Zhe broke into a wide grin and nodded. "Alright, alright, alright... Just don't co crying and begging for rcy later."
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