Late at night, in the rich quarter.

In a luxurious villa.

Ling Youmei got off the car and came here. She keyed in the password to the villa's door and opened it with a beep.

A figure came from behind. The male lead was panting heavily as he anxiously started to tear her dress. His low and magnetic voice sounded in her ears, "Why are you so slow?"

"There's a traffic jam on the road!" Ling Youmei blinked her curly eyelashes and charmingly struggled for a moment, then said in annoyance, "Don't be in such a hurry, I haven't taken a bath yet!"

"There's no need, I want it now!" The man's breath was boiling hot, and a scarlet wave of love flashed across his deep eyes. The kiss slid down her earlobe and her fair neck.

Ling Youmei nodded lightly, her eyes blurred as she cooperated with his movements.

The two bodies quickly pressed against each other.

When it was over, she collapsed on the floor. All the bones in her body were about to fall apart. Her long hair was dripping with sweat and scattered over her shoulders, but there was a kind of messy beauty.

"What's wrong with you today? Were you drugged? You're going to swallow me up!" Raising her thick eyelashes, Ling Youmei took a few breaths and spoke lazily.

"I'll punish you for going missing for a month!" The man lifted her delicate chin with one hand and stared at her with his dark eyes. His voice was extremely hoarse, and his hot breath sprayed on her face.

Ling Youmei was slightly startled, and looked into his deep eyes in the darkness.

Although she couldn't see his appearance clearly, his sharp facial features were still extremely attractive from her angle.

He should be a handsome man! He was tall and straight, with strong chest muscles and sexy mermaid lines. His wheat-colored skin was firm and full of tension!

Although they had never met, they were already very familiar with each other's bodies.

She called him Joe, and he called her Charm!

They were weekend lovers and friends!

They met once every weekend to satisfy each other's physical needs.

Doing the most intimate things between a man and a woman!

This relationship had been going on for nearly a year now.

They hadn't met during the day, and they didn't know each other's real names or any information about their identities.

Ling Youmei did not deliberately understand him, nor did she take the initiative to ask him.

In any case, every time she was with him, it was only for that kind of thing, it had nothing to do with anything else!

Joe's figure was the best among men, and he was very good in bed. He always had endless strength and tricks.

Ling Youmei liked the joy he brought her. She had no burden, and only satisfied her own desires.

"I told you last time that I have something to do this month and won't have time to come over." Ling Youmei gritted her teeth and stood up. She endured the pain all over her body and said weakly.

"What is it?" The man's eyes were like a deep pool, staring at her face without blinking.

"Private matters." Ling Youmei lifted her red lips, her expression indifferent, and asked meaningfully: "This shouldn't be something you care about, right?"

They were just taking what they needed physically, and would never interfere with each other's private lives.

As expected, the man tactfully stopped asking.

He held her waist, and his strong body stuck to her perfect curves from behind. He gently bit her earlobe with his thin lips. "Shall we take a bath together?"

"No, I'm very tired today. I'll go back first." Ling Youmei's eyes flashed as she squatted down tiredly, picked up the clothes that were scattered on the ground, and put them on one by one.

"Are you in such a hurry to leave?" The man did not intend to let her go just like that. He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, pulling down the long dress she had just put on.

"Don't be like this!" Ling Youmei struggled in his arms, pulling on her skirt and resisting softly.

The man tightened his arms and buried his head in her white neck. He sucked her neck again and again, forcing her to raise her head. The curve of her neck was as alluring as a swan's.

On the floor-to-ceiling window, the two of them were sticking to each other like lovers. They were about to become one.

Ling Youmei frowned slightly, her slender fingers opened the big palm that was tightly hugging her, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across her beautiful face: "If you continue like this, I won't come next time!"

The man's movements suddenly froze. He pursed his lips and stared at her with his deep eyes, as if he wanted to see through the deepest part of her soul, enough to make her unable to hide.

"Take a bath before you leave!"

After a while, he finally let go of her. His deep voice was obviously suppressed, and his tone could not be refused.

Ling Youmei's body was indeed sticky and uncomfortable, so she did not insist and turned around to enter the bathroom.

It was already an hour later when she came out of the bathroom after taking a comfortable hot bath.

The room was quiet, and the air was filled with a decadent smell.

The man was standing in front of the window with a cigar in his hand. He was smoking with ease. The white smoke covered his handsome face.

He was staring out of the window at the darkness, and there was a sense of unreachable dignity about him, as if he were Satan in the darkness of the night, in the darkness of hell.

"That..." Ling Youmei stared at him in a daze. She had to admit that this smoking action was very handsome and evil, but it was also so dark that it made one's scalp tingle.

"I'm done showering. It's getting late, I should go!"

She never stayed overnight, and he was the same!

This luxurious villa was usually one of their places of pleasure, but it was not limited to this.

Sometimes, he would ask her to go to some presidential suites, luxury yachts, or extended RVs, but it was always late at night, and they could not see each other's faces clearly.

After it was over, he would always arrange for the driver to send her away.

"We'll meet at the hot spring resort next week." The deep and magnetic voice of the unmoving man in front of the floor-to-ceiling window suddenly rang out, "The address of the hot spring is on the business card on the coffee table. I'll get the driver to pick you up when the time comes."

Ling Youmei moved over, took the name card from the coffee table, and glanced at it.

"This hot spring is in M City?" A trace of surprise flashed across Ling Youmei's eyes, and she hesitated.

She had secretly dated him for more than a year, basically in this city, and had never left City S.

"I will arrange everything and not leak anything!" The man calmly opened his mouth. His aura was strong and his handsome and mysterious face was full of secrecy.

"That's good!" Ling Youmei felt slightly at ease. She put the business card into her bag, put on her sunglasses, opened the door and left.

The man still maintained his posture of smoking a cigar. He did not turn his head, did not answer, and only forcefully washed himself before slowly blowing out smoke rings. His gaze became deeper and deeper.