220: Chapter 220 is too much fun!

Wang Yang stood up from the sofa and looked at the two women sitting side by side.

One was wearing a pink spaghetti-strap nightgown, and the other was wearing beige cotton loungewear.

One was lively and passionate, while the other was gentle and shy.

He reached out, took one hand of each, and pulled them up from the sofa.

"The bedroom or here?"

"The bedroom! The sofa is too small; there's no room to move! I feel so good today, we absolutely must make the most of it on the big bed!"

Wang Yang chuckled and led them toward the bedroom.

The two women followed on his left and right, one skipping along, the other looking down with a pursed smile.

The bedroom door closed behind them.

Moonlight from outside the window spilled in through the gaps in the curtains, casting a silvery-white beam of light across the floor.

The bedside lamp glowed with warm yellow light, illuminating the bed and the three intertwined figures.

Wang Yang fulfilled his promise.

The blessing of double happiness allowed the two women to experience sensations they had never felt before.

Chen Xuemiao couldn't even finish a complete sentence several times; her words were fragmented, eventually fading into vague murmurs.

As for Wen Yulan, her whole body softened like a pool of water; she couldn't even lift a finger, only able to gently clutch the bedsheets.

A few tears spilled from the corners of her eyes—not from sadness, but from overwhelming excitement.

...

By the time everything calmed down, the moonlight outside had shifted to the edge of the windowsill.

The bedroom was in a state of disarray.

The quilt was balled up at the foot of the bed, and pillows were scattered here and there on the floor.

The pink spaghetti-strap nightgown hung over the nightstand, and the beige cotton loungewear was folded over the back of a chair.

Chen Xuemiao lay prone on the bed, her legs curled up, lacking even the strength to wiggle her toes.

Her hair was spread messily across the pillow, her face flushed, her eyes half-open, and her lips slightly swollen.

She was covered only by a corner of the quilt, revealing her smooth back and shoulders, which were covered in marks left from just moments ago, like flowers blooming all along the way.

Wen Yulan lay beside her, curled up completely inside the quilt, with only her face exposed.

Her eyelashes fluttered gently, and tear tracks from the earlier excitement still lingered at the corners of her eyes.

Her face was flushed deep red, her lips slightly parted, and her breathing was light and steady.

Her thighs were still trembling slightly.

Chen Xuemiao mumbled weakly.

"Brother Yang, why were you so fierce today? The feeling today was completely different, so much more comfortable than before. My legs have turned to jelly; I can't even stand up."

Wen Yulan also let out a soft response.

"Me too. I feel like my body isn't my own anymore. Why was today so special? Brother Yang, did you really not take anything?"

Wang Yang leaned against the headboard, one hand behind his head, while the other gently patted both of their backs.

He looked down at the two women sprawled on the bed, and his lips slowly curled upward.

"I didn't take anything. I was just in a good state. You two were also especially cooperative today."

Chen Xuemiao buried her face in the pillow.

"That's not it. You must have secretly practiced some special move and didn't tell us. But you aren't allowed to use this special move on other women; it's only for me and Sister Yulan."

Wen Yulan chuckled softly from the side and reached out to pinch Chen Xuemiao's waist.

"You're quite possessive. It's not like you don't know how many women he has."

"That's different! We were the first! We have priority!"

Just as Wang Yang was about to reply, a mechanical voice suddenly rang out in his mind.

[Ding! Detected intimate interaction between Host and partners Chen Xuemiao and Wen Yulan, critical hit triggered!]

[Critical hit count: 4 times!]

[Total obtained: 14 million yuan! The funds have been transferred to the Host's bank card and can be withdrawn for use at any time!]

Wang Yang's lips curled up.

Fourteen million.

Added to what he had saved before, his cash flow had grown even thicker.

Tonight's session—he had made money, practiced his skills, and given both women a double dose of happiness.

Killing three birds with one stone—it was worth it.

Outside the window, the night was deep, and the city lights were extinguishing one by one.

Inside the bedroom, the three leaned against each other, their breathing gradually syncing.

Chen Xuemiao was the first to fall asleep, a satisfied smile still hanging on her lips.

Wen Yulan also closed her eyes, her hand resting on Wang Yang's waist as she slept peacefully.

Wang Yang lowered his head and kissed each of them on the forehead.

Then, he pulled them closer and closed his eyes.

Not long after, he also drifted into a deep sleep.

...

The next morning, sunlight squeezed through the gaps in the curtains, falling onto the floor and the bed, feeling warm and cozy.

The light was thin and soft, like a layer of golden gauze draped over the quilt and the three intertwined bodies.

Wang Yang slowly woke up.

He opened his eyes.

His left arm was being used as a pillow by Chen Xuemiao, and his right arm was being pressed by Wen Yulan; both arms were a bit numb.

Chen Xuemiao was clinging to him like a koala, with one leg draped over his waist and her face buried in the crook of his shoulder, drooling all over his shoulder.

Wen Yulan was lying on her side, her face pressed against his chest, her hand resting on his lower abdomen, her breathing light and steady.

Wang Yang looked down at the two women in his arms, his lips slowly curling upward.

It wasn't fully bright outside yet; it must still be early.

He moved his arm slightly, trying to pull out his numb right hand.

As a result, Chen Xuemiao let out a hum and hugged him even tighter.

"Mm, don't move, sleep a while longer."

Her voice was mumbled, and she hadn't even opened her eyes.

Wang Yang chuckled and used his other hand to gently pinch the soft flesh on her waist under the quilt.

Chen Xuemiao shuddered all over and snapped her eyes open.

"Brother Yang! What are you doing! It's early in the morning!"

Wang Yang looked innocent.

"What did I do? I was just turning over."

"You call that turning over? You were clearly pinching me on purpose! I could feel exactly where your hand was just now!"

Wen Yulan was woken up by the commotion and slowly opened her eyes after her eyelashes fluttered.

She lifted her head groggily, met Wang Yang's gaze, and her face turned red instantly.

She looked down at herself; she wasn't wearing anything, the quilt had slid down to her waist, and her body was covered in the marks he had left last night.

She pulled the quilt up to cover her chest.

"Morning. Did you sleep well?"

Wen Yulan buried her face in his shoulder, her voice muffled.

"Mm. Very well. It's just... just that my body is a little sore now."

Chen Xuemiao poked her head out from the other side, lay on Wang Yang's chest, and tilted her head to look at Wen Yulan.

"Sister Yulan is shy! Look at how red her ears are! We've been together for so long, yet she's still shy. You weren't like this last night; you were calling Brother Yang's name so loudly last night."

Wen Yulan reached out to cover her mouth.

"You, you aren't allowed to say that. Last night, that was because, because..."

"Because of what? Because Brother Yang is too amazing? It's true, last night felt especially good, several times more comfortable than usual. Brother Yang, did you secretly practice some skill and not tell us?"

Wang Yang chuckled to himself.

Of course, they didn't know about the double happiness, so they thought it was all his doing.

That was fine; let this wonderful misunderstanding continue.

"I didn't practice anything. I was just in a good state last night. Plus, you two cooperated well."