Chapter 724 - 698: Again!
"Ah ah ah..."
Xie Yunwan was singing passionately on stage, while Jiang Qinglan was singing her heart out in the private box.
Both were reaching the high notes, Xie Yunwan with precision and control, Jiang Qinglan hysterically.
"I can’t take it anymore, babe, I really can’t!"
"Ugh... I’m going to die, can you come out quickly?"
In just the span of three songs, Jiang Qinglan couldn’t help but surrender.
...
The small private box was littered with water stains after the battle.
Jiang Qinglan lay weakly on the sofa, her phoenix eyes half-closed, makeup slightly smeared, tears still at the corner of her eyes. Her mouth slightly open, panting with a sweet fragrance, a few strands of hair stuck to the corner of her lips with salivation, exuding an indescribable tragic beauty, utterly captivating.
Sun Zhe stood helplessly beside her, not quite satisfied, "Is that all you’ve got? Take a break and let’s continue."
"No..."
Jiang Qinglan looked at Sun Zhe with a face full of bitterness, as if she was looking at a monster.
"Babe, spare your Empress, would you?"
Seeing that she was truly afraid, Sun Zhe didn’t force the issue any further.
Thinking about it, he was indeed quite ruthless just now, putting all his strength into it; no one could withstand that.
After a short while.
The two of them dressed neatly.
By the floor-to-ceiling window, Jiang Qinglan’s face was glowing with a happy blush. One hand hugged Sun Zhe’s arm, the other waved a glow stick towards the stage.
Sun Zhe’s gaze fell on the stage, watching Xie Yunwan’s enchanting figure radiate charm, but he just couldn’t get into the atmosphere.
The concert’s atmosphere was indeed infectious, yet his mind was in that distant place.
Noticing his lack of interest, Jiang Qinglan softly asked, "Babe, what’s wrong?"
Sun Zhe shook his head and smiled, "Nothing, just thinking about some things."
Jiang Qinglan’s eyes were filled with guilt, "Oh, I’m really sorry... I really can’t go on, should I help you in another way?"
Hearing this, Sun Zhe’s heart stirred, quickly asking, "How will you help?"
Jiang Qinglan smiled mysteriously without saying much, reaching out her delicate hand to gently wave, a flicker of spiritual light, and a delicate pair of panties made of pure cotton and hollow lace appeared in her hand.
"Actually, I am wearing them today."
Sun Zhe: "..."
Jiang Qinglan, using her other hand, pulled down his zipper and said slowly, "On the way to pick you up at the underground fight club, just thinking of you made me involuntarily secrete a lot... So, I found a restroom midway to take them off."
"So what?"
Jiang Qinglan winked at him, reaching out to use those tiny panties to wrap around the daunting object, whispering, "How about I help you like this? This way, it won’t affect my concert-watching."
"Hmm... this could work."
Sun Zhe squinted comfortably.
The unusual softness made him feel very comfortable.
Seeing his face full of indulgence, Jiang Qinglan was delighted, immediately increasing her strength.
But she was completely unaware that she was playing with fire.
As she continued, she suddenly felt a lightness in her body, not realizing until it was too late that she’d been picked up by Sun Zhe and tossed onto the sofa.
"Ah, babe... don’t..."
At this moment, Sun Zhe only felt like he was burning all over, disregarding anything as he pounced abruptly, grabbing those two slender, glossy legs and putting them on his shoulders.
"Uggh... it’s happening again?"
"Babe, please spare me, won’t you?"
"..."
...
The concert lasted over two hours.
By the time it ended and they left, Jiang Qinglan had to be supported by Sun Zhe out of the box.
The private box was still filled with a strong biological scent, the originally clean floor was covered with stains, and the small trash bin was almost overflowing with used paper wads.
"Come, Empress, your humble servant will assist you."
"You’re so bad, all swollen now, it’s going to be over if His Majesty sees this when we return. Ouch... it hurts so much, even lifting my leg hurts."
"..."
Even though the Absolutely Stunning Empress was so exhausted she could barely walk, Sun Zhe still felt unsatisfied.
"Sigh."
Sun Zhe suddenly sighed.
"Why are you sighing?"
Sun Zhe shook his head and said, "This Empress is good everywhere, just not too durable."
"Go to hell... it’s just... I didn’t rest well today, wait until I’m rested to see how I’ll deal with you."
"I just love this tough on the outside, soft on the inside act from the Empress."
Jiang Qinglan looked puzzled, "Tough on the outside, soft on the inside? What do you mean?"
Sun Zhe: "The top part is tough, the bottom part..."
"Alright, enough, stop it!"
"..."
After saying goodbye, Jiang Qinglan drove home by herself.
Sun Zhe didn’t have to wait long at the back door before Xie Yunwan, wearing a mask and sunglasses, ran into his arms.
"Babe, did you watch my entire concert?"
"I was too busy admiring your legs to pay any mind to the concert."
"Meanie."
Sun Zhe hugged her, took off her sunglasses, "Let’s go home."
"Hmm... should I wear the stage costume from tonight?"
"That would be nice."
"Big Sis is leaving tomorrow, tonight we’ve got to make sure our little treasure is well fed."
"..."
Once home, Sun Zhe didn’t wait long before sweeping Xie Yunwan up and taking her upstairs.
It wasn’t until past three in the morning that the intense cries gradually subsided.
Poor Sister Yu, sleeping on the first floor, couldn’t get any sleep all night.
The next day, around noon.
Xie Yunwan woke up naturally, reluctantly saying goodbye to Sun Zhe.
On the way to the airport.
Sister Yu glanced at Xie Yunwan, sitting in the front passenger seat, teasing, "Yunwan, I’ve noticed you look so much more radiant these two days."
Xie Yunwan rolled her eyes, "There’s more to your words than what you’re saying. If you want to complain, just say it."
Sister Yu yawned, "I’m just saying, next time, could you and Mr. Sun keep it down a bit? I didn’t sleep well last night, sigh, and I’m driving with fatigue."
"..."
After Xie Yunwan left, it wasn’t long before Sun Zhe tidied up and headed out, driving straight to the underground fight club.
Upon arriving at the Undying Pavilion, he saw Feng Ling and Chen Ruoyi giggling together, seemingly discussing some intimate topics.
"Good morning, dear fairies."
Chen Ruolong replied in a sweet voice, "It’s hardly morning, do you even know what time it is?"
Sun Zhe suddenly remembered something, taking out a stack of ancient-looking books from the White Jade Ring and placing them on the counter, said to the two women, "If you’re bored, read these books, you’ll learn something. My grandfather left these medical books for me, and they’re all genuine material."
Chen Ruoyi looked distressed, "Why are these books like you?"
Sun Zhe: "How are they like me?"
Feng Ling stifled a laugh with her hand, "Yiyi means, they are like you, you see them and feel sleepy."
"..."
After laughing and joking with the two women for a while, Sun Zhe went into a small compartment, sitting cross-legged to absorb Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.
As the Cultivation Technique circulated, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi from the entire underground fight club seemed to converge towards him, endless and inexhaustible.
"Truth be told, this Cultivation Technique is really good, I feel like I’m almost at Tier Seven."
"..."
Time passed slowly.
Sun Zhe didn’t know how much time had gone by when Chen Ruoyi suddenly walked into the small compartment, "Ah Zhe, someone’s here for you."
Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe opened his eyes, got up, and stepped out to find that the unexpected visitor was Du Linghan.
"Oh, Miss Du, what a rare guest."
"..."