When Luo Qingtian realized that no matter what he said, he couldn't seem to touch An Nishang, he stopped speaking.

Saying more would just make him feel like a fool.

But this did not mean Luo Qingtian was giving up. There was always time ahead, and he would have the opportunity to tame An Nishang!

However, at this moment, Luo Qingtian also noticed something was amiss.

Why did it seem like someone still hadn't returned?

Wasn't Qin Qingyan just going to the bathroom?

It's almost been half an hour, why hasn't she come back yet?

Just as this thought crossed Luo Qingtian's mind, Chen Che returned first, sitting next to An Nishang, appearing unremarkable.

But instinctively, Luo Qingtian felt that Chen Che seemed to have done something.

A few minutes later, Qin Qingyan returned as well, and when Luo Qingtian looked at her, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

In that instant, Luo Qingtian noticed the difference in Qin Qingyan. She looked exceptionally beautiful at this moment.

He didn't know what had happened during the brief half-hour Qin Qingyan was away, but it was evident that her complexion was much better than it was before.

Her cheeks were rosy, her spirit full, and she exuded a womanly charm.

Like a flower nourished, radiant and dewy.

This left Luo Qingtian with a look of amazement on his face.

He wondered why going to the bathroom made Qin Qingyan more feminine.

Seeing this scene, An Nishang glanced at Luo Qingtian with a mocking curl on her red lips, leaned towards Chen Che's ear, and said: "You're quite the worker."

"Of course, it's not my car, so I have to floor the gas pedal fiercely, and if it breaks, I don't have to repair it."

Upon hearing this, An Nishang was momentarily stunned, then quickly understood what he meant, curling her lips: "But when you're driving your own car, aren't you just as wild, stepping on the accelerator without fear of blowing up the engine?"

"That's different, because I know my car is a luxury car, its performance isn't something other cars can compare with. Damn, if you're driving a luxury car, wouldn't you boldly step on the gas? Being overly cautious, even the luxury car wouldn't want it."

"Nishang, don't you think I'm right?"

An Nishang's red lips curled into a satisfied smile.

She drove like Chen Che did.

They both loved the thrill of speeding and aggressive driving.

After all, in this era, there weren't so many traffic rules.

Using speed and passion to satisfy oneself, releasing hormones, releasing adrenaline, was something most people would do.

The two of them exchanged intimate whispers, and Luo Qingtian quickly shifted his focus from Qin Qingyan to them.

Seeing Chen Che's smug expression, Luo Qingtian couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

He wanted to see how long Chen Che would remain smug.

Seeing the message just received on the communicator, Luo Qingtian adjusted his collar, stood up, and said to Chen Che: "Mr. Chen, I hope we catch up tomorrow."

"Sure."

The banquet organized by Count Cooper slowly drew to a close.

An Nishang stood up, walking through the crowd with her long legs wrapped in black silk, wearing a sexy red evening gown, making polite farewells.

Chen Che stayed by An Nishang's side the whole time, helping her fend off drinks and greet others.

If it were in the past, the looks from others towards him would carry a hint of mockery.

Just because of An Nishang's presence, they might glance at him a few more times.

But now, the eyes looking at Chen Che mostly carried a sense of respect.

After all, even without An Nishang, the power that Chen Che held in the Ninth Special Zone was enough to make most people look up to him.

When they were about to leave, An Nishang's face was already showing a flush of intoxication.

Looking at this stunningly beautiful face, Chen Che felt a thrill in his heart.

When a woman has an exceptionally beautiful face, it's a deadly weapon.

An Nishang's face was endlessly mesmerizing, her sexy red lips insatiable.

Especially with this sexy cut-out red evening dress paired with lace pantyhose over her long legs.

As she walked, the whole thigh slipped out of the dress hem, outlining the garter straps at her upper thighs, with stockings perfectly shaping the beauty of those legs.

Desire soared along with it.

Tonight, An Nishang had no idea how many men's gazes she attracted, but the only man allowed to place his hand on that slim waist, to roam freely there, was just one.

In the heart of every man lies a desire to show off.

This desire exists at every moment.

Showing off their career, wealth, collections, and women.

Undoubtedly, Chen Che tonight garnered many envious, jealous stares.

Chen Che was now able to comfortably accept these gazes. Even back in the civilized world, he could freely and easily move through these settings.

Moreover, under this doomsday scenario, it's an out-of-place scene.

For him, going through it is just too easy.

When he helped An Nishang onto the car, she obediently leaned on his shoulder, losing the domineering aura she had at the banquet.

Chen Che's fingers brushed across An Nishang's forehead, pushing aside the few strands of hair falling on her exquisite face to reveal her enchanting cheeks.

Chen Che couldn't help but rest his hand on An Nishang's thigh.

The delicate skin wrapped in black stockings brought an exhilarating touch.

An Nishang's legs crossed together, pressing Chen Che's palm between her thighs, her red lips curling into a smile: "The car is out of gas and needs refueling, do you have enough fuel?"

"Of course, I have plenty, more than enough to spill outside."

An Nishang's red lips slanted up as she cradled Chen Che's cheeks, voluntarily offering her lips.

The chemistry between their bodies was perfect, and Chen Che didn't know if he'd been infected by An Nishang, igniting his desire.

He used to have good self-control actually.

Although he changed girlfriends frequently, he didn't need to intertwine with a woman every night.

After opening his heart to An Nishang once, their relationship rapidly progressed, and they almost cuddled every night.

Except for the days An Nishang wasn't at the villa.

He suspected he might have really been infected by An Nishang with a sex addiction.

Whatever, if he's infected, he's infected.

It's not necessarily a bad thing.

From the initial kiss, it was like a spark igniting a barrel of gasoline.

The driver focused on driving, feeling the movement from the back seat, dared not glance back or overstep, never taking his eyes off the road, just wanting to reach the destination quickly.

When the vehicle arrived at the villa.

The vehicle steadied but still swayed.

The driver quickly exited, gently closed the door, and left decisively.

It wasn't until two hours later that Chen Che and An Nishang got out of the car and returned to the villa.

They didn't return to their room but went to the pool and got into the water together.

A moment later, An Nishang swam up, her red dress already floating on the water's surface, only the soaked garter lace stockings tightly clinging to her legs.

The soaked stockings gleamed with a watery luster, reflecting a different shine under the moonlight.

An Nishang lay starkly on the lounge chair, her alabaster hands covering her eyes, slowly lifting one foot.

Chen Che swam up from the pool, came to An Nishang's side, cradled her black silk-clad small foot in his palm, and gently massaged.

An Nishang moved her hand aside, glanced at Chen Che, shifted her body slightly to the side, offering some space.

Chen Che plopped down, lying beside An Nishang.

With his foot pressing against An Nishang's black silk-wrapped tender foot, he gently rubbed, feeling each other.

Only then, after eating to her fill, did An Nishang finally ask: "What are you planning to do about tomorrow? Luo Qingtian has his eye on you, and he looks self-assured, not like he's bluffing.

I know him, he never fights battles he's not confident about."

At this point, An Nishang looked at Chen Che with some reproach, her two fair fingers like a punishment, pinching hard on the soft flesh of Chen Che's chest, making him grimace in pain.

An Nishang said, "Send Zhou Shaoyang out of town. If you weren't sure, why didn't you contact me to help? Zhou Shaoyang was captured, you put yourself in a passive position, do you enjoy that? Don't you like being in control?

Or do you feel that using my power would make you feel embarrassed? I've told you more than once, don't let these things affect our relationship."

Chen Che understood what An Nishang was talking about; she thought he was showing off his strength.

Some people, in certain matters, believe seeking help from a woman stronger than themselves will damage their image in her eyes.

Therefore, in situations where just a call to notify a woman could perfectly solve it, they insist on showing off, enduring it by themselves.

In the end, not only do they fail to resolve the issue, they fall into greater trouble.

In various novels and movies, there is always such a fool.

However, Chen Che was not such a fool.

Chen Che grabbed An Nishang's fair hand, pressed his chest tight against hers, seemingly trying to meld her into his own body, holding her tightly, and said: "I am not one to suffer vainly for pride. Showing off strength? It doesn't exist in my dictionary.

I also never fight battles I'm not confident about.

Nishang, trust me.

I have my own plans."

Upon hearing this, An Nishang ultimately said nothing more.

Pushed against Chen Che's chest, raised a leg wrapped in black silk, her delicate black silk foot, small and exquisite, pressing against Chen Che's Adam's apple, she said: "Help me take off the stockings, they're soaked and uncomfortable."

Chen Che smiled, gently removed An Nishang's stockings.

An Nishang lay on her side with her back to Chen Che, who understood her intention, embraced her waist under the moonlight.

The beautiful scene was overwhelming.

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.