It is the twenty-first century. Towers pierce the sky, and information flows freely.

The urbanization of social relations has led to increasing detachment; neighbors live and die without ever truly interacting. Perhaps in a rustic place like Taoyuan Village, you might occasionally stumble upon illicit liaisons between a man and a woman, but living in a major city, the vast majority of people will never witness someone else’s ** in person in their entire lifetime.

Ning Yao is thirty-six this year, and she hadn’t seen it either. Inside the brightly lit hall, the swimming pool water rippled with gentle waves.

Tonight, the starlight was brilliant, and a crescent moon hung high in the sky. The glass ceiling of the hall was open, creating the illusion of being under the vast expanse of the heavens.

In this private setting, Wang Zhuo and Ruan Mingqing never expected an uninvited guest, as the two indulged wantonly, pursuing ultimate pleasure. The starlight and candlelight mingled, the water reflected shimmering light, and the reflections danced across the hall’s walls and the overhead glass dome, casting the scene in an ethereal, dreamlike state.

Ning Yao had been standing quietly outside the window for over ten minutes. In fact, by the third minute, she had taken in every detail.

Wang Zhuo’s size and Ruan Mingqing’s natural allure had profoundly shocked her, and an emotion akin to a racing heartbeat took hold, rooting her feet to the spot. At this moment, the pair had exited the pool.

Wang Zhuo was seated comfortably in a rattan chair, tilting his head back to gulp down a drink. Ning Yao had known Wang Zhuo for exactly half a year.

His physique truly astounded her; she had only seen such broad, thick pectoral muscles on a few specialized actors. It was rare to encounter such a man in daily life.

She was captivated by Wang Zhuo’s every move, just as men fantasize about looking at **—don’t women also have imaginative thoughts about naked men? There is a concept called immersion, and at this moment, she unconsciously put herself in Ruan Mingqing’s perspective.

She couldn't help swallowing again, her mouth suddenly dry, because this role was not easy to inhabit. Right then, Ruan Mingqing acted like a devout worshipper, yet also like a concubine favored by an emperor.

She knelt before Wang Zhuo, her hands clasped around his hips, her long hair swept behind her ears, her head bowed in deep devotion. The scene was beautiful, romantic, intensely **, and utterly absorbed, yet Ning Yao found it somewhat difficult to accept.

Draining a bottle of mineral water in one go, Wang Zhuo tossed the empty bottle behind him and reached out to gently flick the pretty widow’s nose: “That felt amazing. I wish I could keep it in your mouth forever,” he murmured, “and never take it out again.” Sometimes a single compliment is more effective than ten times the effort.

Wang Zhuo’s sweet talk was already well-known; he was self-taught in this area, clearly taking after his father. Indeed, a smile immediately bloomed at the corner of the pretty widow’s eyes.

After a few vigorous movements, she momentarily pulled away from Wang Zhuo and said charmingly, “Then how am I supposed to face anyone outside later?” Wang Zhuo laughed heartily, reaching out to gently press her head back down as he leaned his head against the chair back in utter satisfaction. The last time he used similar words to praise Gan Shuang, Gan Shuang hadn't replied like Ruan Mingqing did.

She had also paused her movements then, but she had told Wang Zhuo, “Then perhaps I should bite it off right now!” However, when Wang Zhuo pushed her head back, she had only protested with muffled sounds and hadn't actually bitten him. Ruan Mingqing, on the other hand, offered no protest at all, yielding immediately and plunging back into her task.

Above them, the night sky was dotted with stars. Wang Zhuo took a deep, easy breath.

Women, truly fascinating creatures, each with their own unique beauty... Ning Yao’s curiosity about Ruan Mingqing’s identity grew.

This was a beauty who commanded attention in any setting, appearing to be between twenty-eight and thirty-five, brimming with the allure of a mature woman. Her demeanor was neither coldly aloof nor obsequiously eager; her interaction with Wang Zhuo was filled with a clear chemistry, suggesting this was certainly not their first time.

A few items of women’s clothing hung on a chair by the pool, but they were indistinct. The only thing Ning Yao could confirm was that this mysterious woman was definitely not Wang Zhuo’s girlfriend, nor one of the 'Shèngshì Wángcháo Twin Stars' she knew.

But why did she seem faintly familiar? While she was lost in thought, Wang Zhuo must have said something, because Ruan Mingqing burst into a giggle and quickly broke free, laughing uncontrollably.

Ning Yao silently offered a frustrated, soundless laugh of her own; seeing everything but hearing nothing was maddening. Then she watched the mysterious woman stand up and step aside.

Wang Zhuo also rose, casually stretched his limbs, and suddenly performed a handstand, steadying himself before taking two steps on his hands! Ning Yao’s mouth fell open in shock; she hadn't expected Wang Zhuo to suddenly show off a stunt like that.

Then she watched the mysterious woman step forward to steady him, half-crouching down to meet him at the nexus of his legs with her mouth. They played like that?!

Ning Yao was utterly dumbfounded! Wang Zhuo’s spontaneous idea lasted less than a minute; the reason was unavoidable—the position was exhausting!

But appreciating and enjoying the moment from an unprecedented angle was a novel, thrilling experience. He cheerfully recorded the image with his X-ray vision, filing it away in the "Ruan Mingqing Album" for future savoring.

Seeing his face flushed crimson from being upside down, Ruan Mingqing laughed so hard she nearly collapsed. “What other tricks do you have?” Wang Zhuo managed a sheepish chuckle.

“Oh, so many. Countless.” Ruan Mingqing playfully patted his rear and teased, “Actually, I quite liked one of the earlier positions.

Guess which one?” “Oh?” Wang Zhuo fixed his eyes on hers. His penetrating X-ray vision seemed to see right through her answer.

A thought struck him; he decided to test if his insight was truly effective. He stood up and squatted on the floor, asking, “If I guess right, what’s my reward?” Ruan Mingqing offered a dazzling, bone-deeply alluring smile.

“I’ve already given you my body; what else could you possibly want?” Wang Zhuo was instantly inflamed with desire. He swept her down to the floor, straddling her chest as he had at the beginning of the night, and grinned wickedly, “How about it, was I right?” Outside, the peeping Ning Yao flinched, momentarily thinking the two had quarreled!

“Wrong!” Ruan Mingqing tilted her chin up high, but the suppressed smile playing on her lips betrayed her: Wang Zhuo had guessed correctly. “Still trying to argue,” Wang Zhuo teased, pinching her nose again.

“Open up!” Ning Yao was flabbergasted. She hadn't imagined the two in the hall possessed such a playful dynamic, engaging in such acts!

Clearly, the mysterious woman wasn't being coerced, nor was Wang Zhuo acting brutally. Watching their absorption, it looked like mutual affection and profound understanding!

This position seemed utterly degrading to Ning Yao; she couldn't fathom how a woman with such classic beauty could be so unrestrained. She couldn't comprehend her mentality.

As a film star who had navigated the entertainment industry for over a decade, Ning Yao considered herself well-versed, having heard rumors about phenomena like C and U within the circles, and about certain individuals. But she had always dismissed those people as psychologically twisted.

Yet, the scene before her shattered her preconceptions. In her view, Wang Zhuo was the archetype of a normal man, and though this was her first time seeing the mysterious woman, she didn't appear perverse.

How could this be happening? But then, she made an even more shocking discovery.

As she watched, her own body began to react involuntarily. Not only did her face flush and her heart pound wildly, but a heat surged between her legs.

She unconsciously pressed her thighs tightly together, generating a surge of ineffable pleasure. When she realized what was happening, the pleasure had spread throughout her body.

This realization terrified her. She quickly reached out to brace herself against the wall, standing rigidly in place.

She slipped a hand inside her trousers and felt the wet, warm slickness. As her fingers brushed against her most sensitive area, they accidentally triggered a series of electric-shock-like frictional sensations, making it almost painful to withdraw her hand...

“Do I have perverse tendencies?” a thought shot through her mind. Peeping, coupled with witnessing such an act of dominance, was causing such a powerful reaction in her body.

What else could it be but perversion? Her age placed her in a generation caught between traditional upbringing and the impact of a more liberated era.

Furthermore, she didn't spend her days obsessing over romantic matters like Fei Long did. Her understanding of sexuality was therefore significantly skewed and incomplete.

In reality, any physiologically and psychologically normal person, male or female, would react to this scene, though a woman her age might experience a more intense response. As the saying goes: thirty is like a wolf, forty like a tiger—sucking in the wind when walking, devouring earth when sitting.

It was perfectly natural for a woman her age, lacking regular intimate release, to experience a surge of desire when stimulated externally! Unfortunately, our great star Ning Yao didn't understand this.

Discovering such a violent, unbidden physical reaction in herself, she mistakenly assumed she possessed masochistic inclinations! Amidst soft moans, Ruan Mingqing once again crested the peak of pleasure.

Wang Zhuo finally exploded for the first time, the overwhelming sensation striking his brain like lightning, instantly rendering it a white void. Heaven and earth seemed to dissolve into nothingness, leaving only himself and the beautiful woman beside him, trembling slightly from excitement.

Time appeared frozen at that instant, even the rippling pool water and dancing candlelight momentarily suspended. Though his eyes were closed, he possessed an all-encompassing sense of awareness regarding everything around him, as if he had merged with his surroundings, becoming indistinguishable from this small world.

Wait! He abruptly snapped his eyes open.

His gaze instantly pierced through Ruan Mingqing’s body, locking onto the decorative clock hanging several meters away on the wall. He magnified a single facet of one of the clock’s decorative diamonds infinitely, seeing the reflection cast upon its surface.

The reflected image was from directly behind him. The curtains, which should have been tightly drawn, were now slightly parted, revealing a pair of eyes gleaming in the darkness!

His breath hitched. Without hesitation, his X-ray vision dissolved the wall and the curtains entirely.

In that instant, Ning Yao, who had been stealthily hiding behind the wall, her cheeks flushed crimson, one hand inside her trousers slowly pleasuring herself, was completely exposed to his sight! Wang Zhuo was instantly dumbfounded!