Chapter 463: Chapter 463

Unknowingly, the night had grown deep.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Shi Jing had begun to yawn. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮·𝓷𝓮𝓽

Liu Zhizhong was just about to say let's sleep when a call from Qian Xuan came in on his phone.

Liu Zhizhong didn't care much and answered the call casually.

"Support God, you done early? Was it good? Share your thoughts?"

Qian Xuan's voice sounded so gentle yet teasing.

Instantly, Shi Jing's heart rate sped up and her face suddenly flushed red.

Liu Zhizhong paused, then said, "Well, we haven't started yet!"

"What? You guys..." Qian Xuan was taken aback, then burst out roaring, "What have you eaten, huh? What time is it now? Why haven't you done it yet? Are my words just background noise to you? Do you two want to be punished?"

Damn it, Qian Xuan's temper was really explosive, no time to discuss anything.

Scared, Liu Zhizhong quickly said, "Hey hey hey, Mr. Xuan, we'll do it now, right away..."

"Hurry up! Go hard! Do it with effort!"

Qian Xuan roared and hung up the phone.

Liu Zhizhong felt frustrated and spread his hands out to Shi Jing on the bed, sighing, "Sigh, Sister Jing, how about..."

In their exchange, it was known that Shi Jing was indeed 29 years old, a few months older than Liu Zhizhong, so calling her Sister Jing was fitting.

Shi Jing, her face red, nodded quickly, laid down on the bed, and pulled a silk blanket over herself.

Seeing this demure behavior, Liu Zhizhong already found it hard to hold back.

But who knew, with a flick of Shi Jing's hand, she turned off the lights.

Suddenly, the room was engulfed in darkness, with only a faint glow cast on the curtains by the moonlight.

The atmosphere was set just right.

Shi Jing called from the bed in a low voice, "Little Zhizhong, come here quick..."

That soft voice was even more enticing!

Liu Zhizhong had no choice but to fumble in the dark until he reached the bed and took a seat, sighing.

Unknown to him, Shi Jing's hand reached out in the darkness, gave his hand a strong pull.

Liu Zhizhong had to go with the motion and fell over, then got dragged under the blanket by Shi Jing.

The faint fragrance of a woman stirred Liu Zhizhong's blood, leaving him with no choice.

He couldn't help but wrap his arm around Shi Jing, whispering in her ear, "Sister Jing, do I have your permission?"

The vibration from his chest tingled her heart, and nestled within his powerful embrace, Shi Jing softly mewled, nodding her head, "Come... I'm willing..."

Liu Zhizhong acknowledged and then kissed her lips.

On the spot, Shi Jing let out a soft moan, a truly magnificent sensation!

Having been widowed for nearly a year, her emotions were ignited by Liu Zhizhong's kiss.

She was a little nervous yet expectant, and before long, the atmosphere turned even more delightful.

When she touched the powerful Little Zhizhong, she was utterly astounded, completely blossomed with infinite eagerness and longing.

As Liu Zhizhong entered her world, that fiery presence stirred up waves of frenzy.

This capable woman, with her exceptional skill and physical fitness, was also astounding in this aspect. Once she let go, my God, Liu Zhizhong met his match, fighting fiercely in the darkness.

Shi Jing really put in her effort, elevating her inner vanity to new heights. She was with Mr. L, the hundred-billion-follower internet sensation; he truly had the capacity, and he was her man that night—the feeling was simply too good.

How many women longed for him and could not have him, yet she, Shi Jing, did. She truly heard his voice, that masculine murmur that was absolutely climax-inducing and irresistible...

Finally, Liu Zhizhong was no longer embarrassed but reveled in the beautiful scene, battling to the end, controlling the tempo with skill and finesse, showcasing techniques one after another—it was indeed spectacular!

Shi Jing felt as if she were living in a dream just for him, even the impulse to give up her life for him. She couldn't imagine how much of a regret it would be to truly refuse Mr. Xuan's arrangement and demands.

This night, she felt it was worth it!

The only slight disappointment was that while Liu Zhizhong was in the midst of activity, Qian Xuan called to check on the situation.

Liu Zhizhong had to say he was still busy.

Unexpectedly, Qian Xuan called three times, and Liu Zhizhong was busy each time.

During Qian Xuan's last call, he actually cursed, "Damn it, you truly are a Support God; I'm speechless! Hurry up, empty the magazine! If you don't, I'll have to send someone else up to keep you company?"

"Right, right, right, I'm on it, I'm on it..."

Liu Zhizhong was scared witless, how embarrassing this was?

So, after the call ended, Liu Zhizhong unleashed without control, like a torrential downpour, sending Shi Jing to the clouds once again.

And he, too, had fully given it his all.

After several peaks, Shi Jing was left with nothing but weak breaths, not wanting to move a muscle.

When Shi Jing nestled in Liu Zhizhong's arms, as tender as a little lamb, weakly praising him, Liu Zhizhong glanced at the wall clock—ah, more than two hours had passed...

He could have controlled it, but Qian Xuan had his demands, right?

Moreover, no matter how strong Shi Jing was, she couldn't take any more. Continuing would hurt her, which wouldn't be good, right?

To Liu Zhizhong's chagrin, it wasn't long before Qian Xuan's phone call came through again...