The Young Doctor with His Harems

"Jingjing, you came?"

"Jingjing, am I not amazing? Every time, I make you..."

Opposite, Cheng Hao was extremely excited and a little proud, thinking he pleased his girlfriend over the phone.

Meanwhile, Xia Bei, holding Zhou Jing's soft and tender body, listened to Cheng Hao's voice, feeling a thrill of robbery and revenge. Cheng Hao would never imagine that his beloved girlfriend was accepting another man at this moment!

Oh!

After a while, there was a low growl from the other end, and Cheng Hao finished.

"Ah Hao, I'll hang up first, I need to wash up..." Zhou Jing ended the call. "He's actually quite small; every time he enters, I don't feel anything. I have to act differently. Unlike you, Xia Bei, you're incredible. Now do you believe I like you?"

"But you won't break up with Cheng Hao, will you?"

Xia Bei pinched her peach-like buttocks.

"It depends on you. If you dare to break up with Xu Yirong, I'll break up with him, and we can be together!" Zhou Jing looked at him, her gaze serious.

Is she serious?

Xia Bei was startled, a bit incredulous.

He always thought Zhou Jing looked down on him, just using him to get back at Yirong. Being with him was just because she was too wild and got addicted.

"Humph! You really can't let go of that woman, can you? Does she please you more than me?" Zhou Jing huffed, "But this way, it's fine too. You keep being with her, and I can keep cuckolding her. I won't break up with Ah Hao either. Our affair is even more exciting!"

As she spoke, she gasped, her red lips slowly drawing near, kissing him, and began to indulge again.

Xia Bei couldn't hold back anymore, turned over, making her kneel with her snow-white round buttocks raised. He pressed his waist against her and tirelessly cultivated.

She screamed even more wildly, letting him take out his phone to record it, saying it was for remembrance. When he missed her, he could look at it and often mentioned Yirong, as if that made her more excited.

Until the end, with a low roar, the two held each other tightly, enjoying the wonderful afterglow together.

Being with Zhou Jing was indeed delightful. She was good, very proactive, especially since she was Cheng Hao's girlfriend, which made the identity even more thrilling!

But Xia Bei still felt a bit worried. She had a bit of a capricious and malicious nature, very jealous of Yirong, hard to say if she wouldn't use him again in the future to hurt Yirong.

Yet he also found it difficult to resist her body!

So, he proposed to give her some money regularly to keep her.

"Xia Bei, do you have a lot of money?" Zhou Jing couldn't quite believe it, hearing Xia Bei say he recently earned a lot, having a million or two, she was stunned, then excitedly kissed him, professing her love.

Xia Bei made her promise not to go against Yirong anymore, and he'd give her money every month, keeping their relationship the same.

She agreed and initiated it once more until she was too swollen and sore to continue. Xia Bei massaged her to reduce the swelling, then tidied up and left.

After taking medicine for seven days, the aunt's sleepwalking was cured. Her attitude towards him changed a lot, becoming more affectionate and warm. Wang Jingfeng still hadn't returned, and Zhang Meiwei hadn't contacted him again, not knowing what she was doing.

He didn't rush it, taking this time to accompany his sister.

The last time, he had only gone halfway in, interrupted by the aunt, leaving both feeling a little regretful, longing for each other more. However, with the aunt's changed attitude towards him, they had no space at home, only able to get cozy a bit outside.

This afternoon, Brother Qiang got him another client, so he took a leave to go there.

Once the consultation was over, Brother Qiang had other things to do, so Xia Bei went home first.

Entering the house, it was very quiet. Stepmom was still working at the hospital. Although they had money, she couldn't stay idle. Yanyan should be in class at school by now.

But when he pushed open Yanyan's bedroom door, he saw a lump under the covers. Yanyan was actually home!

His heart raced, feeling a bit agitated.

Because afraid of being discovered by stepmom, he and Yanyan had always been careful, rarely getting intimate. Plus, lately, he sometimes spent nights at his sister's, so it had been a few days since he'd been intimate with Yanyan.

He turned around, took a shower, then quietly lifted the quilt, seeing a pair of snow-white, delicate feet.

Yanyan was sleeping soundly, not waking up even when his hand touched her, making him even more excited. Bit by bit, he traced up along those snowy, smooth legs.

He crawled into the covers, moving upwards in darkness. The scent and a stimulating feeling thrilled Xia Bei, and he fumbled his way to that private garden.

It was hot, and before he even touched it, he felt a wave of heat and a tempting surge of girlish hormones wafting over.

Xia Bei's throat went dry, unable to resist reaching out and touching it. That soft, succulent feeling made him tremble, not noticing the fabric felt different. Yanyan never wore such styles, and this one was cotton, very conservative.

Enchanted, he hooked it with his hand, burrowed in, enveloped by a fiery, moist warmth, nearly suffocating...