Beneath the dining table, Qian Ran's hand continuously caressed Cai Meier's stocking-clad leg.
There was something extraordinary about high-quality black stockings—their smooth, form-fitting texture resisted wrinkling no matter how much they were handled.
After securing Qian Ran's promise, Yan Shaozhe was delighted and eagerly piled food onto Qian Ran's plate.
Meanwhile, Cai Meier felt a strange and thrilling sensation coursing through her. Her beautiful legs reached out, one elegantly propping itself on Qian Ran's lap. Her foot even extended directly from under the tablecloth.
The sleek black stockings snugly wrapped around the mature woman's legs and feet, their smooth surface accentuating her beauty. Her toes spread slightly, revealing their sensuous allure.
Thanks to the tablecloth's cover, anything that happened beneath the table would remain hidden unless Yan Shaozhe specifically paid attention. Yet Cai Meier's unexpected move startled Qian Ran.
If Yan Shaozhe were to stand up and lean over to serve dishes, he would easily catch a glimpse of Cai Meier's black-stockinged feet from above.
Qian Ran glanced up at Yan Shaozhe's face and, seeing no signs of suspicion, finally exhaled in relief.
"Dean Yan, let me toast you. Thank you for all the care you've shown me at the academy." Qian Ran raised his glass and clinked it with Yan Shaozhe's.
"Qian Ran, with your talent, surpassing Meier and me is only a matter of time. Perhaps in less than fifty years, your strength will eclipse ours. Maybe one day, Meier and I will need your help," Yan Shaozhe said with a chuckle.
"If that day ever comes, just have Dean Cai Meier come find me directly."
As he spoke, Qian Ran subtly poured some wine onto Cai Meier's black-stockinged foot beneath the table.
The wine soaked into the fabric, leaving the black stockings glistening and slightly transparent. This made Cai Meier's soft, rosy sole and delicate toes all the more visible.
In the past, women's feet didn't hold much appeal. However, since the invention of stockings, people gradually discovered the unique allure of a beauty's feet encased in such fine material.
The mingling scent of wine and the faint aroma emanating from Cai Meier's black-stockinged feet stirred something deep within Qian Ran.
Before Qian Ran arrived, Cai Meier had already bathed, her body radiating a subtle, enchanting fragrance.
Even Cai Meier hadn't expected Qian Ran to go this far. The sensation of her foot being caressed, now dampened by the wine, was peculiar. Qian Ran's fingertip mischievously traced the tenderest, pinkest part of her sole.
"Hiss—" Cai Meier gasped, jerking her leg in response to the ticklish sensation. Her foot hit the table leg with a loud thud.
Cai Meier's face turned pale with alarm.
Qian Ran was equally taken aback. But unlike Cai Meier, he quickly regained his composure. After all, he had plenty of experience in such situations.
"Meier, what's wrong? You look a little pale," Yan Shaozhe asked with concern, noticing her unusual expression.
"It's nothing. I think the Ice Dragon King's dragon soul power hasn't been fully absorbed yet, so I feel a bit unwell. It'll pass in a few days," Cai Meier quickly composed herself and resisted retracting her leg further.
"I told you, you should be careful with your body. Advancing so many levels at once without properly nurturing your body and soul power could have side effects," Yan Shaozhe chided gently.
After the meal, Cai Meier promptly sent Yan Shaozhe away.
In the living room, under the soft glow of the lights, Qian Ran reclined on the sofa, watching the enchanting beauty kneeling before him, attending to his every need.
Yan Shaozhe knelt on durian in the study; Cai Meier knelt before Qian Ran in the living room.
What a picture-perfect couple indeed.
"Mm…"
The kneeling Cai Meier finished her task and looked up at Qian Ran, her eyes brimming with anticipation. The Cai Meier before him radiated charm, her every curve and gesture exuding an unparalleled allure.
Her proud, untamed body seemed completely subdued by Qian Ran's dominance.
"Open your mouth." Qian Ran picked up a wine jug with remnants of wine and poured it into her cherry-red lips. The excess wine soon overflowed, trickling down Cai Meier's neck and body.
The mixture of wine's rich aroma and Cai Meier's natural fragrance created a unique and intoxicating blend.
Beauty and wine—how could Qian Ran resist such a combination?
Unable to hold back any longer, he wrapped one arm around her slender waist and the other beneath her legs, lifting her effortlessly.
"Which room is yours?" Qian Ran asked.
"Over there." Cai Meier, her eyes glazed with desire, pointed toward one room. Kicking the door open, Qian Ran threw her onto the bed.
"Don't forget to lock the door," Cai Meier murmured, lying on her side. The cool, radiant moonlight streaming through the window illuminated her exquisite figure, highlighting the peach-like curve of her hips.
Her posture emphasized her voluptuous figure, captivating Qian Ran's gaze.
Cai Meier's body had always been extraordinary. The visual impact she offered was as striking as ever.
Zhu Lu and Cai Meier shared similar builds. Unlike typical full-figured women, their hips were distinctly wider, making them particularly striking in pencil skirts or fitted pants.
"I understand."
Qian Ran locked the door and remained vigilant for any movement from Yan Shaozhe's side.
If Yan Shaozhe were to suddenly open the door in the middle of the night, it would spell disaster.
Qian Ran climbed onto the bed, sitting directly on Cai Meier's abdomen while gripping her wrists.
"What's your plan after today? Are you really going to reconcile with Yan Shaozhe?" he asked, his gaze fixed on the breathtaking beauty beneath him.
"Impossible. Don't worry. My body and heart now belong entirely to you. I won't let any other man touch me," Cai Meier replied, gazing deeply at the man before her.
Despite being much younger than her, Qian Ran had captured her heart. Even she sometimes found it unbelievable that she had fallen so deeply for him.
She loved him so much that she abandoned the morals she once adhered to. Her relationship with Qian Ran was wrong, even immoral.
But so what?
After experiencing what life with Qian Ran was like, she knew she could never go back. She craved the unbridled passion they shared and was willing to pay any price for it.
If Yan Shaozhe ever discovered the truth, she wouldn't hesitate to kill him. If the members of the Sea God Pavilion opposed her, she would deal with them without mercy.
Her heart and body were now filled with Qian Ran. As long as he was in her world, nothing else mattered.
"I love you too. Don't worry—by staying with me, you'll gain far more than you'll lose. I keep my promises," Qian Ran assured her, kissing her fragrant skin. The intoxicating scent of wine lingering on her delicate body drove him wild.
The wine of this world was unmatched by that of his previous life. Paired with the companionship of a stunning beauty, Qian Ran felt his primal instincts take over.
End of Chapter.