In a hazy dream, time flew by. Shawn Young finally woke up from his dazed slumber, his nose catching a whiff of a sweet, pleasant fragrance. Opening his eyes, he found himself lying on a soft, comfortable bed with pink sheets and covers. The room around him was luxuriously and exquisitely decorated, with a dreamy orange wall lamp casting a gentle glow. The European-style room featured a large full-length mirror and a delicate vanity table not far from the bed, covered with all sorts of women's cosmetics and personal items. It was clearly a woman's boudoir.
"Oh—is this Minnie Wang's room?" Shawn recalled what he'd said to Minnie Wang before passing out. He quickly propped himself up and crawled out of bed, still feeling dizzy and weak. He knew his body hadn't recovered, especially after his internal energy had been reversed—his martial power was severely depleted.
Shawn knew very well that the quickest and most effective way to restore his strength was through the "Twin Spirit Rite." If he could absorb a maiden’s Pure Yin and refine it, the effect would be even better—twice the results with half the effort. That was the "special need" he'd mentioned to Minnie Wang before passing out. He was certain she wouldn’t refuse him; he just hadn’t explained it clearly.
Shawn climbed off the big bed and walked straight to the vanity. He saw a picture frame sitting on the table, and in the photo was Minnie Wang, smiling beautifully and radiantly. He finally understood—this was Minnie Wang's bedroom. But Shawn wasn’t sure if this room was on Minnie’s 'Starlight Princess' yacht, and he had no idea where she was at the moment.
With questions in mind, Shawn decided to step outside and see for himself. He pushed open the door and walked out, finding himself in a brightly lit corridor with a winding spiral staircase and a finely carved wooden handrail. He was standing on the second floor—turns out, this was a luxurious villa.
But the whole villa was eerily empty—only the corridor lights were on, and not a soul in sight. Shawn, curious, was about to head downstairs when he suddenly heard a door creak open nearby. Dim light spilled out from inside. His curiosity piqued, Shawn walked over, gently pushed the door open, and stepped in.
Inside, he found two adjoining rooms. The outer room was empty, but from the inner room came a faint scent of alcohol. Shawn paused—clearly someone was drinking in there, and strange sounds were coming from inside. Driven by curiosity, Shawn crept to the doorway, peeking through the crack. He saw a desk with an open laptop and a half-empty bottle of baijiu beside it.
“Oh—ah—oh—ah—...” The scene before him stunned Shawn, and his body quickly grew hot.
The room was pitch dark—there wasn’t even a light on. Only the computer screen illuminated the scene, clearly showing two naked bodies in the midst of a passionate 'close combat.' The action was wild and intense. Although the computer volume was low, moans and lustful whispers still leaked through the door crack, reaching Shawn’s ears. To make things even more tantalizing, a long-haired woman sat before the screen, her back to Shawn. With the lights off, he couldn’t tell who she was, but her seductive silhouette was impossible to ignore.
Helen was dressed in barely anything—her curves were impossible to ignore and her whole vibe was pure fire. Up top, she wore a sheer pink camisole, and it looked like she’d skipped the bra. Below, just a pair of tiny, skimpy shorts hugged her hips, showing off her long, smooth, stunning legs. As the wild scenes played out on her computer screen, she absentmindedly stroked her chest with one hand and slid the other between her thighs, totally lost in the moment. She didn’t notice Shawn Young peeking from outside the room at all. Slouched in her chair, her hands moved in rhythm with the action on screen, caressing her body and drawing out soft, intoxicating moans. Her thin clothes fluttered with each movement, her sexy curves on full display…
The action on the computer screen just kept heating up, and Helen got even more into it. Her hands moved faster, her breathing grew heavy and husky. With her eyes half-closed and her pretty face tilted up, she looked like she was floating in pure bliss.
Standing outside the door, Shawn Young couldn’t help but stare at the skimpy shorts nestled between her long, pale legs. That spot was glistening with temptation, impossible to look away.
Caught off guard, Shawn felt a rush of heat in his belly—his body reacted instantly. Desire surged through him, making it feel like the room was on fire. For a split second, he thought the woman inside was Minnie Wang, and before he knew it, he’d shoved open the door and walked right in…
A mix of fresh, girlish scent and alcohol drifted off Helen, hitting Shawn like a wave. She was so caught up in her excitement that she didn’t notice anyone behind her—until she finally turned her head. And then, surprise! The long-haired woman wasn’t Minnie Wang at all—it was Helen!
Helen’s eyes widened in shock when she saw Shawn Young, and her movements paused for a moment. But instead of screaming, she just gazed at him with dreamy, flushed eyes, her tousled hair falling over her shoulders. She bit her rosy lips, then spun around, pushed the chair aside, and—shockingly—walked straight up to Shawn.
Helen pressed herself right up against Shawn. Being a European woman, she was tall and statuesque, almost eye-to-eye with him. She tilted her head, brought her lips close to his ear, and then—her bright red tongue flicked out, teasing his earlobe as she whispered, “So? Do you think I look sexy dressed like this?”
Helen’s irresistible voice sent Shawn’s blood boiling—he couldn’t hold back anymore and wrapped his arms around her sinuous, writhing body. He realized that Helen, who usually seemed so cool, could turn into a total enchantress when she wanted to seduce a man!
“Ahh…” Helen let out a soft, sultry cry, totally swept away by the unique, magnetic energy Shawn gave off—it seeped right into her heart, even her bones! The moment Shawn hugged her tight, that intense vibe crashed into her core, sparking a wave of pleasure that made her moan uncontrollably. Her eyes shimmered, her desire overflowing, and she hugged Shawn back. Her flimsy pink camisole slid lower, exposing her soft, bouncy curves pressed against his trembling body. From above, Shawn could see her perfect, snowy peaks—unbound and trembling with every breath. Even those rosy buds peeked out, flashing in and out of view with her rapid breathing. It was enough to drive anyone wild!
“Oh—Helen—you're so gorgeous—I can't take it anymore!” Shawn was so turned on, he could barely stand it.
Helen giggled, nibbling gently at Shawn's earlobe. "Hehe—I knew your 'special need' was exactly this," she teased.
"Huh? Helen—how did you know?" Shawn asked, curiosity getting the better of him.
Helen laughed softly, her voice teasing. "Don't forget what I do for a living. Plus, that look in your eyes before you passed out totally gave you away—I saw right through you!"
"Wow—Helen, you're amazing!" Shawn couldn't help but praise her.
Helen giggled again, her voice dripping with seduction. "Oh, you haven't seen anything yet. Want to know what comes next?"
"Want to? Of course I do—I'm dying to know!" Shawn replied eagerly.
"Then stop talking and get moving!" Helen gasped as Shawn pulled her close, her eyes half-lidded and shimmering with desire. She felt a fire burning deep inside, a longing she'd never known before—a hunger only Shawn's masculine energy could fill. She caught sight of the door still ajar, nipped at Shawn's earlobe, and whispered, "Naughty boy... Go close the door! Then we can..."
Shawn was swept up in the moment, his desire raging. Helen's mix of coyness and invitation set him ablaze. He hugged her tighter, and together they stumbled to the door, their embrace feverish. With a quick motion, Shawn reached back and shut the door behind them.