The Young Doctor with His Harems

"What a wonderful fragrance!"

Xia Bei held the soft and gentle beauty in his arms, burying his face in her snow-white neck, inhaling the scent from her body.

And the fragrance of food from the pot.

He liked this very much, being accustomed to it from his stepmother, often coming up behind her while she cooked.

"Why did you get up so early..."

He mumbled, enjoying her tenderness for a while, then began to move downward.

Vaguely, he sensed a hint of strangeness because she hadn't spoken, only hummed occasionally, and her delicate body occasionally stiffened, a bit constrained, unlike her enthusiasm last night.

Was it because last night was too wild!

She was definitely tired; last night her voice had gotten hoarse.

Perhaps she still felt uncomfortable below!

Although he treated her several times last night, because she was too tender, she might be swollen again.

He felt a bit guilty, his hand ventured downward, slipping inside her pajamas, moving closer to the rich, full curves, ready to treat her.

"Ah!"

She let out a tender moan again, her delicate body visibly stiffened, trembling fiercely, as if a bit shy.

She hadn't been so shy last night!

Xia Bei mumbled to himself, laughed to himself, his big hand forcefully probing downward and then pressed against it, channeling Yang Qi...

"Mm!"

The delicate body in his arms started to tremble violently, reacting very strongly.

But this was normal, Xia Bei didn't think much of it, continued to infuse Yang Qi, his hands becoming restless, and after a while, he too got stimulated, breathing heavily, a bit unable to hold back.

"Anqi..."

He called out, pushed her forward, letting her support herself on the stove, her round buttocks arching backward, pulling up the pajamas, and grabbed on, ready to forcefully enter...

Da-da-da!

At this moment, he heard footsteps from outside.

"Sis, open the door!"

Then Tang Anqi's voice sounded from outside.

This voice felt like a thunderclap on a clear day, shocking Xia Bei, leaving his whole body stiff, looking unbelievably at the woman in front of him. She wasn't Anqi, but Sister Zilin?

How could this be?

A wave of immense terror and embarrassment surged forth, making him step back hurriedly, losing any impulse instantly, his scalp tingling.

She knew he held the wrong person, why didn't she say anything?

Right!

This woman looked down on him a bit, thought him just a rogue, always wanting Anqi to stay away from him, so knowing he held the wrong person, she purposefully didn't remind him, just wanting him to make a mistake, then tell Anqi about it, making her resent him!

This woman was too excessive!

Xia Bei felt a bit angry but helpless, thinking he was too impulsive, not figuring out whether it was the sister or the younger sister, then hugged her and pressed her against the stove...

It's over!

If she tells Anqi, Anqi will certainly hate him!

He had developed some goodwill towards Anqi, having already done it, she became his woman, he couldn't let her be hurt.

"Sister Zilin, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, I thought it was Anqi, please don't tell Anqi, I beg you!" Xia Bei hurriedly put on his pants, stepped back a few paces, hastily apologizing.

Tang Zilin turned around, pulled down her nightgown, her face flushed hotly, not daring to look at him, listening to his panicked voice, feeling a hint of jealousy, his heart still belonged to Anqi.

"Sister Zilin!"

Seeing her remain silent, Xia Bei became even more anxious, hearing Anqi knocking outside the door again, hurried back into the room.

His heart pounded fiercely, filled with regret and fear, knowing this sister of Anqi would definitely speak up, because she always looked down on him, wouldn't miss this opportunity.

"Sis, what's wrong? Why is your face so red?"

The door opened, and Tang Anqi entered.

Xia Bei's heart jumped, nearly suffocating.

"It's...nothing! It's the cooking, got steamed by the heat!" The next moment, Tang Zilin's voice sounded, leaving Xia Bei stunned, somewhat unable to believe his ears.

She actually didn't say anything, choosing instead to hide it?

Why would she do that?

Since she didn't intend to speak, why didn't she push him away earlier, indicating it was a misunderstanding?

"Really? Sis, your face is so red, doesn't look like it's from steam!" Tang Anqi questioned, how could steam redden her neck and even ears, resembling more a woman's reaction of pleasure.

But her sister wasn't the type to satisfy herself with her hands.

Could it be, when she went out earlier, her sister and Xiaobei did something?

A woman's sixth sense made her acutely aware yet hesitant to believe, since her sister looked down on Xiaobei, how could she mess around with him, and Xiaobei, having been with her just yesterday, couldn't possibly betray her so soon, flirt with Sister Zilin?

But thinking back to yesterday, when they returned together, and her sister had drunk a bit, she felt suspicious. There seemed to be something between them, which also made her wildly jealous, a bit sad...