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The doors and windows were tightly closed, the lights were bright.

Rebecca was lying straight on the bed, her hands crossed at her waist.

She gave off a... tranquil vibe.

Her long, cream-colored gown draped heavily around her, revealing her curvaceous figure.

Her high, prominent chest was like an insurmountable mountain, astonishing.

Her pretty face was somewhat flushed.

Her eyes were tightly shut, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

She was clearly nervous, but still tried to keep a calm demeanor.

Fang Hao found it a bit amusing.

He bent down, and removed her shoes.

Rebecca, who was pretending to be dead, felt someone holding her foot.

Her body stiffens instantly, and she sits up abruptly.

"What's wrong?" Fang Hao noticed her irritation and asked quietly.

Rebecca was about to scold him for touching her foot, but saw Fang Hao merely placed her shoes to one side.

Instantly, she didn't know what else to say.

With a thud, she lay back on the bed, continuing to feign death with her delicate and powerful foot pulled in slightly.

Finding her adorable, Fang Hao laid down next to her.

He lay on his side, quietly watching her.

The room was silent, so quiet that they could clearly hear each other's breaths.

Rebecca wasn't young anymore, and she was a top-notch noble in the city.

She was well aware of the matters between men and women, but due to her own preferences, she hadn't yet experienced such things firsthand.

The only one she had been intimate with was another woman.

Being with a man... was a first for her.

Years of holding power served as a constant reminder to handle every situation steadily.

"I'm old enough to be a mother. I must not appear too nervous and lose face," she thought.

Lost in her wild thoughts, she waited for him to make a quick move.

That way, she could easily reprimand him, reminding him not to overinterpret their relationship.

They just had to like each other and not let it affect their work.

These were good thoughts, but after waiting what felt like forever, nothing happened.

All she could feel was the hint of his warm breath occasionally hitting her face, causing a bit of itchiness.

"What's he doing?"

The silence felt just as torturous as waiting for your turn to speak during the daily council meeting.

She really didn't understand what Fang Hao was up to.

She opened her eyes slightly and glanced at him.

Fang Hao was lying on his side, smiling at her.

Rebecca was taken aback, her eyes filled with confusion. She turned her face towards him.

Their faces were just inches away from each other, and they could both feel each other's breath.

"Fang Hao..."

"Yes, I'm here," Fang Hao replied.

Rebecca looked at him oddly, "You... are you done?"

"Done what? You're insulting me." Fang Hao retorted.

Rebecca silently got back into bed, saying, "If it's going to be like this, I'm going home."

Saying so, she started to get up.

Seeing her get angry, Fang Hao immediately compromised, embracing the beautiful woman from the side.

He wrapped his arm around her waist, hugging her soft and supple body close to him.
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Rebecca let out a cry of surprise, her body instantly stiffening, her face fiercely flushed, though she was trying to keep her composure.

Fang Hao's heart was racing too, attracted by Rebecca's beauty.

Hugging Rebecca before him, he softly said, "Rebecca, you look really beautiful today."

Rebecca was pleased at heart, but her face remained serious.

Feeling the warmth of his body, she replied seriously, "Anjia might be coming back soon, so don't blame me if I don't have time for you."

Fang Hao realized that was true too, Anjia could come back anytime.

Thinking about it, it seemed more thrilling.

Holding the smooth and gentle body in his arms, he pulled the thin quilt over them both.

"Do you remember the first time we met? You were sitting up there, and I was looking up at you from the first floor."

Ugh~!

Rebecca spat at him, "Back then, you were pretending to be a 'Platonist', I haven't settled that score with you yet. You even helped me change clothes, I... I nearly cut you off."

In relationships, 'Platonism' refers to the pursuit of pure love in spirit and ideals, rather than just physical pleasure.

Back then, when Fang Hao arrived at Lyss City to take Rebecca's evening dress order,

He was being so delicate that it seemed like he would snap his waist at any moment.

But he was rewarded. Besides securing the order, he got to see Rebecca's body openly and honestly.

As Rebecca spoke, her breathing got heavier towards the end.

Fang Hao halted his wandering hand under the blanket, deliberately asked, "What's wrong? Your breathing is quite heavy."

Rebecca opened and closed her mouth, unable to speak.

Fang Hao's hand began to move again, unbuttoning her gown, only to find that she was wearing the bellyband he had given her.

The silk material was excellent, smooth and soft to the touch.

He continued, "No matter what, I like you. Maybe it's because of our interactions, or maybe it's the first time I was taking your measurements. But from now on, you are mine. You don't have to bear everything on your own, I am here for you!"

Rebecca bit her lower lip and whispered, "I would be a fool to believe you."

Fang Hao pressed further, "What about you? When did you start liking me?"

Rebecca's body stiffened, her breathing became even more rapid. Opening and closing her red lips, she said, "I don't know, I didn't notice. Perhaps when Lei Li died, or maybe when you saved me from Aubrey."

There was laughter in Fang Hao's eyes. Rebecca admitting she liked him made him incredibly happy."

Half-squinting his eyes, he watched as her face turned increasingly red and her body squirmed more and more.