"Sister Man, I, I am willing."
Zhang Xiaoshan and Jiang Man had slept together many times before but had never formally established their relationship. There still was a year-long agreement between them.
Now, Jiang Man had initiated to formalize their relationship, which was an acknowledgment of Zhang Xiaoshan.
It also meant that she, she could now tolerate the presence of other women.
"Sister Man, I, I can swear that no matter what happens with other women, you will always be in my heart. I am willing to give my life for you."
Hot tears slid down from the corners of Jiang Man’s eyes.
She hugged Zhang Xiaoshan’s head tightly against her chest again, his vigor stirred by her proud assets.
This time, Jiang Man took the initiative.
She flipped over, Zhang Xiaoshan lying flat, with her straddling him.
As she sat down, upon contact, they both entered an intoxicating state.
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoshan frowned, obviously sensing something.
Divine Thought slightly perceived, everything was clearly presented in his mind.
But he did not grow alarmed, continuing the friendly match with Jiang Man with even more vigor.
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Jiang Man was skilled in riding; her body moved fluidly. Her hands pressed on Zhang Xiaoshan’s shoulders, her hips twisting, her gaze fiery as she looked at him. Eventually, she closed her eyes as if sinking into a dark, mysterious world, the two intertwined like serpents, as if to fuse together.
Ten-odd minutes later, Jiang Man raised her head, exhaling deeply, then collapsed onto Zhang Xiaoshan.
The bedsheet beneath them was already soaked, Jiang Man’s body covered in sweat, she curled up like a docile kitten on Zhang Xiaoshan’s chest.
Clearly, the Yang City Princess had been utterly conquered by Zhang Xiaoshan, the country bumpkin, both body and soul completely surrendered.
"All right, I must leave now."
After resting for a while, Jiang Man got up.
"Are you going back?"
"Yes, I want to stay with you, but my dad just woke up, and I’m still a bit worried. There are also many relatives and guests at home. I sneaked out and must go back."
"Then let me take you."
"No need, you rest well."
Jiang Man kissed Zhang Xiaoshan’s forehead and then left the room.
She tried hard to control her walking posture, hoping not to reveal anything conspicuous.
"Really shameless, how many women does this guy have?"
"Such a promiscuous womanizer, it’s infuriating not to kill him."
Outside the window, on the air conditioner unit, a shadow lurked, peering through the curtain gap into the room.
It was the female assassin Xue Ying.
Zhang Jian had tracked down Zhang Xiaoshan’s address and sent Xue Ying to finish off Zhang Xiaoshan. She had clearly seen the fight inside the room just now.
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Zhang Xiaoshan seemed to want to tease Xue Ying.
He uncovered the blanket and sat up, stretching toward the window. At this moment, he was not wearing clothes, his member still erect, facing the window.
From Xue Ying’s angle, it was all too clear.
Xue Ying, seeing its fierce appearance, covered her mouth in shock.
Zhang Xiaoshan’s lips curled up into a hardly noticeable cunning smile, then he walked into the bathroom to start showering.
Ten-odd minutes later, after showering, he turned off the lights and went to bed.
Another half hour passed, and it was already past one in the deep of the night.
Both outside and inside were very quiet.
Xue Ying, waiting outside, was getting quite cold, finally unable to restrain herself.
She pulled out a dagger from her boots and gently inserted it through the crack of the window.
Then she flicked it upward.
Her dagger was clearly no common blade, able to cut through iron as if it were mud, the window latch was directly cut open.
She gently pushed open the window and then jumped inside.
Looking at Zhang Xiaoshan sleeping soundly on the bed, Xue Ying’s eyes were full of coldness.
"You bastard, spreading your affection everywhere, you have no idea how many innocent women you’ve harmed. Today I will rid the female population of you, their nemesis."
"Right, if you linger as an aggrieved spirit wanting revenge, remember to find Zhang Jian, not me."
Her hand firmly grasped the dagger and brutally stabbed towards Zhang Xiaoshan’s chest.