Seeing Sheng Xinhua looking expectantly at him, Tang Fei had no choice but to remove his shoes and climb onto the bed.
"Roll around," Sheng Xinhua commanded. "Wrap yourself in the blanket and roll around on the bed."
Biting his teeth, Tang Fei grabbed the blanket, got under it, and started rolling from side to side.
Sheng Xinhua was very satisfied with Tang Fei’s performance, but felt something was still missing.
After a moment’s thought, she pulled back the blanket and climbed in as well.
A fragrance that refreshed the heart and delighted the senses enveloped him—the scent of a mature woman. Tang Fei had smelled it before, but under such close circumstances, he felt his brain short-circuit.
"What are you doing?" Tang Fei asked, clutching the blanket corner, his face full of caution.
They say a boy should always know how to protect himself outside, and indeed it is true.
With his delicate and handsome features, Tang Fei wondered how many women with ulterior motives thought of him each day.
Without paying attention, he could fall prey to some woman.
"I am rolling in the sheets with you," Sheng Xinhua explained matter-of-factly. "My scent needs to be on this bed too, otherwise Lao Mei will be suspicious."
With that explanation, Tang Fei grew even more nervous. "Roll in the sheets together?"
"Yes. With how well Lao Mei knows me... it’s unusual if we hadn’t slept together by now. So, we roll together in the sheets, leaving traces of our tussling and battling..."
Mother’s understanding of her daughter; it would be strange if they hadn’t slept together...
What kind of impression did this woman usually leave with her mother?
Does she speak the same way at home as she does outside?
Now he understood why Sheng Xinhua was adamant about not living with her family—it was too dangerous...
Her parents might explode at any moment, possibly even hitting her with a broom.
After explaining, Sheng Xinhua hugged Tang Fei and rolled left and right...
Sheng Xinhua was only wearing a thin silk nightgown, and this close contact allowed Tang Fei to clearly feel her warmth and softness.
Tang Fei paid his respects immediately.
Then felt that it wasn’t polite, and hurriedly tried to use his Cultivation Technique to suppress it.
No matter how skilled in martial arts, arousal is overpowering.
Sheng Xinhua clearly noticed Tang Fei’s peculiar reaction...
This bold, meticulous, and thick-skinned woman blushed for once, perhaps from exerting herself too much, she seemed somewhat out of breath.
She crawled off Tang Fei and said, "Alright, even if Lao Mei comes to inspect the battlefield tomorrow, she won’t find any issues..."
Seeing Tang Fei lying still in the blanket, she looked at him teasingly and asked, "Why, haven’t had enough rolling?"
"You go out first," Tang Fei said with a determined look. "I’m a bit tired; I need to lie down a bit longer."
Sheng Xinhua glanced toward the middle of his body and urged, "Hurry up, I’ll wait for you to drink outside."
Once Sheng Xinhua left, Tang Fei quickly reached toward his crotch.
"A moment of patience brings a moment of calm, a step back brings a broad view."
Tang Fei calmed down and silently recited the secrets of the Dragon Elephant Demon Suppressing Skill three times, and finally, his arousal subsided.
When Tang Fei came out, Sheng Xinhua was already sitting on the balcony drinking.
"I have something else to do, I’m going back," Tang Fei said.
He felt that Sheng Xinhua was too dangerous, especially tonight.
The best strategy is to retreat when necessary.
Sheng Xinhua blinked, her voice sultry as she said, "All settled? If you’re tired... you don’t have to go back tonight."
Tang Fei fled in a panic.
Behind him, Sheng Xinhua’s unrestrained laughter echoed.
Once the thick room door closed, Sheng Xinhua picked up her glass and leaned on the balcony railing.
Her gaze was hazy, her figure lonely.
Whether before or after the great catastrophe, in any country, in any city, where there are wealthy people, there are also poor people.
Moonlight District, originally meaning a place illuminated by moonlight.
But, due to a comical reality, the name took on a new meaning.
Moonlight, moonlight, every month ends in expenditure.
In this city, technologically advanced and filled with material desires, countless people are discarded by the times, struggling to survive.
This is the outskirts of Phoenix City, also known as a well-known slum of Phoenix City.
Under the cover of nightfall, a man dressed in a black athletic outfit and wearing a black peaked cap, carrying large and small bags, walked toward a house.
He looked no different from the original residents of the Moonlight District, dusty and hastening along.
And due to the burdens of life, he walked with a bowed head and a hunched back, as if his spine could never straighten.
Thump, thump, thump...
The man gently knocked on the room door.
Most houses here didn’t even have video doorbells or smart locks installed.
There was no response from inside.
The man paused briefly, then knocked again, thump, thump.
The room door was then pulled open from the inside, and once the man entered, it slammed shut.
"Honey," the woman threw herself into the man’s arms.
"It’s okay, it’s okay," Zhuang Zhongbing gently patted the woman’s back, saying, "I just went out to buy some groceries, don’t be nervous."
"I’m so scared," the woman looked up at Zhuang Zhongbing’s square face, her eyes red, "I’m so scared, every time you go out, I’m afraid you’ll never come back..."