This chapter's concluding remarks are not meant to justify men's lustful behaviors, but rather a scientific exposition...

Lust is innocent.

Among Caucasians, there exist ethnic groups that mature at an extremely young age, only to grow old quickly as well.

Chinese people often express surprise when encountering twelve-year-old Caucasian girls who appear fully developed like eighteen-year-olds: round breasts and full hips make them look just like adults.

Physical development occurring rapidly naturally accelerates temperament maturation; adolescent stirrings, impulses, and fantasies are equally present in these individuals. Hence Caucasians tend to mature earlier than Asians - at Irene's age, she's practically a miniature adult already.

The young woman's sudden fluttering heart caught Wang Zhuo noticing the unusual sparkle in her gaze. Those sky-blue eyes were like the most dazzling gems on earth; not even the rarest emeralds or most expensive diamonds could compare to their beauty by a tenth. They radiated vibrant vitality, rippling with excited emotions silently conveying her youthful romantic yearnings and tender sentiments.

Wang Zhuo had admired many beautiful eyes before, but this cerulean hue was an entirely new experience for him. Unfortunately, the magical girl in the film series he enjoyed featured characters with brown eyes, depriving fans of witnessing these radiant eyes' brilliance. Yet at this moment, they were dazzling solely for Wang Zhuo - their emotions stirred exclusively by him!

They locked gazes, neither speaking but each savoring the other's presence. To Irene, his obsidian pupils appeared profound and mesmerizing with an unfathomable mystery that carried a teasing allure, ensnaring her completely.

If eyes could speak, there would be many more mute people in this world, no linguistic barriers left to overcome. Precisely because eyes cannot speak, when mutual glances allow both parties to discern each other's thoughts, such silent communication proves especially intoxicating - heartbeats quickening, souls stirred by the connection.

Perhaps a brief moment passed, perhaps several minutes elapsed before they simultaneously looked away as if silently agreed upon.

"Would you tell me about yourself?" Irene smiled softly, "We should get to know each other better."

"What exactly would you like to know?" Wang Zhuo shrugged his shoulders with gentlemanly nonchalance. "I'm an undergraduate student today is Saturday in London while it's the first day of school back home. I plan to finish all my courses by this semester's end, which will make me an intern starting autumn."

"An intern doctor?" Irene asked curiously.

Wang Zhuo nodded, "Indeed, a medical intern."

"That's amazing! You've developed so many precious drugs yet you're still in university without any clinical experience!" Irene giggled. "You know what? I'm already an undergraduate myself."

"Pursuing higher education actually has its perks," Wang Zhuo smiled faintly. "A physician's license doesn't hold much significance for me personally."

Irene nodded thoughtfully then asked, "I've heard you're very wealthy?"

"Quite the opposite of penniless," Wang Zhuo said with exaggerated self-satisfaction, "I could retire right now and enjoy a lifestyle even more comfortable than Zuckerberg's."

Mark Zuckerberg - Facebook's founder who surpassed Bill Gates in net worth within mere years - was regarded by many as the world's richest man. While most would dismiss such words of Wang Zhuo as idle boasting or fantasy, Irene nodded quickly with unwavering conviction.

"Do you believe me?" Wang Zhuo asked curiously.

"I've used your inventions," Irene smiled mysteriously without elaborating further, "though not those designed for mice."

Wang Zhuo blinked - it definitely wasn't Life Ark's weight loss products. Her addition implied pride in her naturally slim figure. Angel One also seemed unlikely since she'd mentioned that already. Dynasty Unlimited was a possibility but as such essential daily item probably wouldn't warrant her dramatic pause... Could it be the hair removal line like Maimun from Abu Dhabi used?

His expression grew peculiar, yet Irene merely laughed without explanation, only deepening his suspicions!

"With your intelligence and wealth, handsome appearance, and combat skills..." Irene began complimenting before abruptly asking, "Do you have a girlfriend? Are you married?"

"Not married," Wang Zhuo smiled candidly but with hidden meanings behind the honesty.

Irene blinked then asked, "Is she beautiful? Do you love her?"

They were indeed very beautiful - he did love them... He mentally confirmed while smiling and nodding.

A flicker of disappointment crossed Irene's face though she quickly rationalized it was only natural for such an exceptional man to be taken. Any woman with this incredible boyfriend would certainly use every means necessary to keep him, how could he not love someone?

Wang Zhuo easily read her thoughts, secretly amused - even a global superstar became just an immature girl when dealing with romantic matters. These questions she asked were truly unimaginative; his grandfather had encountered such tactics long ago during his youth!

"I'm beginning to regret something." He suddenly said out of nowhere.

As expected, the conversation shifted to his control now. "What are you regretting?" Irene inquired curiously.

"After saving your life," he mused with a teasing smile, "I should have performed mouth-to-mouth resuscitation instead. With someone as beautiful as you, how many people must dream of kissing you? I missed an irreplaceable opportunity."

As anticipated, Irene shot him a reproachful look while her cheeks flushed pink. She feigned indifference, "Didn't I already kiss you in the sea?"

Wang Zhuo laughed heartily and shook his head, "That doesn't count - your mouth nearly devoured mine!"

"Many people would kill for such treatment," Irene huffed proudly.

"My standards are higher," Wang Zhuo gazed at her with passionate intensity, "I believe I deserve something more special. What do you think?"

Irene immediately felt her heartbeat quicken before hesitantly declaring, "Fine then - let me kiss you again as thanks for saving my life today. This should satisfy you completely."

Wang Zhuo raised an eyebrow and as he nodded in agreement, Irene stood up bravely to approach him only to find him leisurely slouched on the sofa making it awkwardly difficult for her to reach him now.

The man showed zero intention of standing up - this was clearly a playful challenge she recognized immediately with a soft huff before sitting beside him and leaning forward to give him a quick peck on his well-defined lips.

"Your turn," Wang Zhuo remarked after she settled back, suddenly straightening upright with a smile, "You kissed me once in the ocean - now I must return the favor for fairness."

Just as expected, Irene fell right into his trap and loved this playful banter game - she'd had similar flirtatious exchanges before with men who made her swoon. But those past encounters felt like cool water dissipating quickly while current feelings were scorching at a thousand degrees hotter than any previous ones, akin to molten lava!

"Only once," Irene emphasized solemnly.

Wang Zhuo shifted positions facing her directly first gently tucking behind her ear the silky golden hair that framed her face before admiring this exotic beauty with complete tenderness in his gaze. Unlike typical fair-complexioned Asians, Irene's pale skin seemed genetically inherent rather than merely surface-level pallor. A thin veil of ultra-fine down covered her cheeks only visible on ultra HD photos now revealed under the lighting as Wang Zhuo observed closely at their proximity.

Her facial features maintained soft contours unlike many Caucasians with pronounced features though she could equally be described by the standard terms - high cheekbones, large eyes, double eyelids, arched eyebrows. Yet these characteristics produced entirely different effects compared to those of other beauties he'd encountered before - it was an inherent racial distinction.

Wang Zhuo knew Irene was nervous beneath her composed exterior, after all she was still essentially a minor girl despite appearances. While she certainly had kissing experience through brief movie kisses and likely some real-life encounters with men, such experiences must have been limited making her probably single and pure.

As Irene hesitated whether to close her eyes or not, Wang Zhuo opened his arms and gently pulled her into an embrace.

"When you kissed me earlier," he softly explained with a warm smile that made her shiver slightly without resistance as she found the hug comforting yet oddly protective...

Then Wang Zhuo lowered his lips onto hers.

The physical sensation wasn't particularly special - he'd kissed many girls before and Irene provided no novel tactile experience. But visually, it was completely different. Her golden hair and blue eyes radiated exotic charm unlike anything familiar to him.

This wasn't the most remarkable aspect though. Human senses encompass vision, hearing, taste, smell, touch. While Wang Zhuo experienced nothing unusual in terms of physical sensation or flavor, the visual contrast was strikingly different with an added layer of intrigue - their conversation remained in English despite Irene's native tongue suggesting her nervousness over switching languages mid-interaction. Most significantly though, her scent proved utterly distinct and powerful, an indescribable fragrance that ignited something primal when he inhaled the heated breath expelled from between her nostrils!

In nature countless species communicate through pheromones, once long ago humans also relied on scents to identify kinship, attract mates, and reproduce. A person's health status, maturity level, emotional state - all these information are directly transmitted through scent markers.

Right now some ancient genetic sequence buried in Wang Zhuo's DNA must have awakened. He became a victorious warrior having just conquered another tribe, the opposing male already slain, claiming both their wealth and their women as spoils of war.

Conquer, possess, ensure lineage - nature had endowed males with these primal instincts as ultimate laws governing survival. And Irene's exotic feminine fragrance precisely rekindled his buried memories and innate urges!