As it neared eleven o'clock at night, a furtive figure emerged from a hotel room.
He first peeked out into the corridor. Seeing no one, he immediately darted with extreme speed to the door of the room opposite.
There, the closed guest room door had already been opened, revealing a stunning long-legged beauty in a seductive nightgown, with blonde hair and blue eyes.
Upon entering, Qin Chuan couldn't help but cover his chest with his hand, gasping for breath.
This clandestine meeting with a lover behind his girlfriend's back was truly exhilarating. He, a seasoned player in his past life, had never done anything like it.
"You finally decided to grace me with your presence. What, did you satisfy your official girlfriend?"
Alisa, with her arms crossed, her face etched with intense jealousy, taunted him.
"Satisfy what? We didn't do anything!"
Qin Chuan explained.
"Hmph, I'd believe that if I were an idiot!"
Alisa clearly didn't believe him. "Go, hurry up and wash yourself. You smell of another woman. And brush your teeth properly. I don't want to come into contact with any trace of another woman on you!"
Qin Chuan was speechless. Despite his protests that they had done nothing, Alisa forcefully shoved him into the bathroom.
With no other choice, Qin Chuan had to shower again. When he emerged from the bathroom, he saw Alisa sprawled on the large bed, playing with her phone.
At that single glance, Qin Chuan's breathing grew heavy and labored.
For in that moment, Alisa was an embodiment of irresistible temptation.
Her extremely short, crimson silk nightgown barely covered past her ample bosom. Her long, slender legs, bathed in the light, gleamed with a captivating luminescence, dazzlingly white.
Further up, her curves were astonishing, showcasing the exaggerated proportions of a Western woman. Then, at her waist, the lines suddenly dipped, creating an almost superhuman, youthful silhouette.
Thanks to Teacher Yang's earlier provocations, he was still as uncomfortable as ever.
Witnessing this scene, Qin Chuan could no longer contain the fire within him and pounced.
Alisa let out a startled cry, and the entire room soon erupted into a cacophony of passion...
An hour later, the storm had subsided.
Qin Chuan leaned against the headboard, smoking a post-coital cigarette. Alisa, like a kitten, nestled beside him, her face flushed.
"I believe you now. You really didn't do anything with your girlfriend!"
"Otherwise, you wouldn't have the strength of a wild bull."
Qin Chuan, unsure whether to be happy or sad, wore a complex expression.
Suddenly, Alisa sat up abruptly, completely unconcerned about her exposed body. Her bright, clear eyes fixed intently on Qin Chuan's face.
"Qin Chuan, you mean to tell me you still haven't... with your girlfriend?"
Qin Chuan, who had been smoking, choked on his breath, coughing uncontrollably.
He wanted to refute her, but looking into Alisa's intelligent eyes, he knew it was futile. After a long hesitation, he nodded slightly.
"Oh, my God, this is actually true?"
"It's unbelievable!"
Having received Qin Chuan's admission, Alisa's eyes widened in shock.
She then became incredibly gossipy and curious, pestering Qin Chuan to tell her all about his relationship history with Yang Zimo.
"My girlfriend is quite conservative about this. She wants to offer her pure body to the man she loves most on their wedding night."
Unable to bear Alisa's persistent questioning, Qin Chuan finally relented.
His expression was complex, a mix of happiness and sadness. He was happy, of course, that having a conservative girlfriend like Teacher Yang meant he almost certainly wouldn't have to worry about infidelity.
As for being sad, any man would understand the torment of seeing and touching but being unable to consume. It was too agonizing!
Every time it left him burning with desire yet unfulfilled, it could drive a person mad.
"Hahaha!!!"
After finally understanding the situation, Alisa paused for a long moment before bursting into laughter. Startled, Qin Chuan quickly covered her mouth.
It was late at night, and Teacher Yang was just next door. If she woke up and found her boyfriend missing, it would be too dangerous!
"Women in your China really have incomprehensible views on this matter."
"This kind of thing would be virtually impossible back home."
Alisa stated.
"Of course. Chinese women have always been the most conservative in this regard, unlike other countries, especially your America, which is very open."
Qin Chuan countered.
In the current societal context, men and women in China were indeed very conservative, far from what they would be in two decades' time.
After two decades, as societal norms gradually relaxed, the air would be filled with rampant liberalism, no less than in other countries.
"Hmph, that's just because you Chinese don't understand the pleasure of it!"
"It's still old-fashioned, feudal thinking!"
Alisa scoffed.
Qin Chuan was too tired to argue with Alisa on this matter. He sat up and walked towards the bathroom, intending to shower again and wash away all traces.
Tonight had to be the night he showered the most in his entire life!
"You're leaving already?!"
Seeing Qin Chuan's movement, Alisa's smile gradually faded from her face.
"Darling, are you not satisfied with my performance tonight?"
Qin Chuan retorted teasingly as he turned back.
He truly didn't dare to linger any longer. He had already spent over an hour at Alisa's place. If he didn't return soon, the consequences if Teacher Yang woke up would be unimaginable.
Alisa's pretty face flushed at Qin Chuan's words. She was smart and, seeing the situation, didn't press the matter further.
Especially after learning about the current situation between Qin Chuan and Yang Zimo, Alisa was inwardly quite pleased.
After all, even if Yang Zimo was Qin Chuan's official girlfriend, if they hadn't crossed that threshold, Qin Chuan would still be hers in the future.
As it stood, this situation was already immensely satisfying to her.
"Yang Zimo, Yang Zimo, you deserve to have your boyfriend secretly feasting elsewhere while you're unaware!"
Alisa sat on the edge of the bed, muttering to herself, a glint of excitement shining in her sapphire eyes.
A little over fifteen minutes later, the scene from the beginning unfolded once more.
A furtive figure opened the room door, poked his head out to survey his surroundings, and upon finding the corridor empty, immediately like a rabbit, darted to the opposite room and quietly closed the door.
The entire process took less than three seconds, executed with impeccable swiftness.
The guest room was plunged into darkness.
After a long while, the figure's eyes finally adjusted to the gloom. He saw Teacher Yang sleeping soundly on the bed and finally let out a sigh of relief, quietly climbing into bed.