Los Angeles, California, United States.
The morning glow dyed the entire seaside international metropolis with a faint golden glow, like a pearl embedded in the west coast of North America.
This was a fascinating metropolis. It was not like New York in the north, which was like a reinforced concrete forest that never saw the light of day. It was also not like Miami in the south, where the scorching air burned with passion and made people forget themselves.
Here, one could feel the surging pulse of the city, as well as the quiet breath of the city. It was like a wild and seductive woman, but also like a graceful and dignified saintess of the world when she was quiet.
And it was in the west of such a world-famous metropolis that there was Beverly Hills on the coast of the Pacific Ocean. One of the world's few super-rich areas, the world-famous "Beverly Hills", was located here.
Many people mistakenly thought that Beverly was just the name of a small area, but in fact, it was a city with an elected mayor, police, medical, and fire departments.
It was also because of the complete facilities that it was like a city within a city, coupled with the beautiful scenery and convenient geographical location, that Hollywood stars and rich people from all over the world were willing to live here.
At this moment, in a mansion that occupied the highlands of Beverly Hills, in a brightly decorated bedroom on the second floor, a naked Asian man was casually lying on the soft white bed.
He didn't know how long he had slept, but when a ray of morning light shone on the man's feet, it warmed his skin and made him feel a little itchy.
Slowly, the man opened his eyes and clicked his tongue in confusion. He stared blankly at the dome decorated with colorful patterns for a while, as if he had thought of what exactly had happened. Only then did he let out a long sigh.
"Dear Yang Cheng, you're finally awake. I thought you were going to stay on my bed and never get up."
A blonde woman wearing a cinnamon-colored chiffon lace round neck dress leaned against the door with bare feet, smiling charmingly at Yang Cheng on the bed, but her eyes revealed a bit of unconcealable joy.
The corner of Yang Cheng's mouth twitched slightly. He slowly got up from the bed and sat on the edge of the bed. He looked down at his crotch. His little brother was exposed to the air. He couldn't help but curl his lips and say, "Christen, do you have to be so vulgar? Why don't you let me wear a pair of pants?"
"This is my house in Beverly, and there's no man in the house. Where would I get any clothes for you to wear? Why, do you want to wear sexy underwear? "Christine asked mischievously.
Yang Cheng rolled his eyes and scratched the back of his head. He was about to say something when he suddenly remembered something and slapped his forehead. "Oh no!"
"What happened?"
"When I went out, I was very quiet. My family didn't know what happened to me. It's already morning in America, so wouldn't it be almost a day in China?!" Yang Cheng sighed, "It's over, it's over. My phone is also in the room. My mother and the others are worried to death!"
Christine chuckled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Yang Cheng, I already guessed that you weren't that smart. Yesterday afternoon, I already called Hua Xia and told them that you came to the United States to help me. Miss Lin also asked me to take good care of you … Tsk tsk, it seems that the relationship between husband and wife is much better now. It's really commendable progress."
"Really?" Yang Cheng was delighted. He didn't have to worry anymore. He believed that after Lin Ruoxi knew, she would also help him arrange other things. He didn't have to rush back. After all, the previous matter hadn't been completely resolved.
Christine looked at the man's silly smile and was speechless for a while. She stopped smiling and asked, "How do you feel? When you first came back, your whole body was black. I helped you wash for a long time before it was clean. Although your body seems to have recovered now …"
"But my true inner force is all gone, and my spiritual power is not as good as before, right?!" Yang Cheng smiled easily. "I just checked my body. Don't worry, I'm very healthy."
"You can still laugh?" Christine raised her voice a few octaves and said unhappily, "Why don't you think about it? You have so many enemies. Now that your cultivation is suddenly gone, and your spiritual power is not enough to control the law of space, what if someone comes to trouble you!?"
Yang Cheng smiled awkwardly and said, "But I can't cry. It's already very good to be alive, hehe …"
"I really can't be bothered with you." Christen shook her head and shouted towards the outside, "Sally, bring the clothes over and help Mr. Yang change."
A woman's crisp response came from outside. Soon, a white girl with beautiful light brown curly hair in a black and white maid dress came into the room with a pile of brand-new men's clothes.
Seeing Yang Cheng's naked appearance, Sally blushed a little shyly and didn't dare to look anymore. She lowered her head and bowed to Yang Cheng, and then began to tidy up the clothes for Yang Cheng.
Christine said, "Put on your clothes and come downstairs for breakfast. I have a lot to say to you. I'll go down first."
Yang Cheng didn't have much time to care about Christine at this time. His eyes were all on the shy white girl in front of him.
This maid dress was not uncommon, but it was the first time he saw an American girl wearing it.
Although the history of maid dress originated from the 19th century British maid apron dress, but in modern times, it was the patent of some Japanese fetishes.
Sally looked like she was in her twenties. She must have been hired by Christine as a maid right after graduating from college. After all, with Christine's status, even if she was a "slave", there would probably be people who would fight to the death.
Sally had a round and cute face. Her figure was relatively petite among American women, but her breasts and buttocks were more exaggerated than those of Asian women. She was wearing a maid costume with a black background and a white skirt with lace edges. In particular, a delicate and deep cleavage could be seen near the low neckline of the dress.
"Mr. Yang … Would you like to wear pants or clothes first?" Sally saw Yang Cheng kept staring at her chest, and asked with some fear.
If it was outside, Sally would definitely go up and slap this pervert. But this was the guest of her master, Christine. For the first time, a person who could sleep in the queen's boudoir. She was just a little maid, how could she dare to disobey?
Yang Cheng retracted his gaze and smiled foolishly. "Clothes first … clothes …" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he almost said it in Chinese, but then he realized that it was American English.
Sally immediately nodded, and nimbly helped Yang Chen put on a white Versace shirt with light stripes. Professionally, she buttoned up the buttons one by one, and tidied up the collar.
When Sally was about to pick up the men's underwear and put it on for Yang Cheng, Yang Cheng stopped her.
"That … Your name is Sally, right?" Yang Cheng asked with a smile.
Sally nodded nervously. "Yes, Mr. Yang."
"Can you do me a favor? As you know, I just woke up from a weak state, and my body is a little unnatural …" Yang Cheng was very serious, like an elder talking to his niece.
Sally's greenish-brown eyes widened in confusion. "Mr. Yang, please speak."
"Okay, Sally. Can you help me test if this organ of mine is normal …" Yang Cheng's face was serious. He reached out and pointed at the spear between his legs …
At this moment, the spear was already standing upright. Its size, its thickness, was really eye-catching …
Sally did not notice it for a moment. When her eyes met the big guy, she immediately covered her mouth in panic. Her face was pink, and she turned her head away in fear.
"Mr. Yang … You … You want to …" Although Sally had a few boyfriends, she was not very open in terms of sex. Ever since she became a maid in Christine's house, she had not touched a man. Yang Cheng's size made little Sally at a loss.
However, Yang Cheng did not look ashamed at all. He sat upright with his legs open, making the "pole" in the middle particularly clear. Faintly, the top of his head began to emit heat.
"Sally, I don't mean that. I will never taint the innocence of an innocent girl. You don't know, but I was seriously injured before. I'm worried that I lost the ability to carry on the family line as a man. So, I just want you to do me a favor. Try to see if my 'launch system' is in good condition. I just need to fire a cannon. I'm not asking you to do anything, "Yang Chen said solemnly.
Sally wanted to go up and strangle this shameless guy. How is this a "VIP"?! He is more of a beast than a beast! A thick-skinned beast!
However, Yang Cheng was so righteous and earnest. As a maid, Sally did not dare to easily refuse.
"Then … Then I'll use my hand to test it out for Mr. Yang …" Sally wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Anyway, it wasn't a rare thing. It didn't matter if she used her hand on a stranger. Maybe she could get Master Christen's approval. It would be great if she could get a big bonus!
"Hand?" Yang Cheng shook his head. "Sally, this is too unfair to you. It's so tiring to use your hand. How can I bear to let you test it for me with your hand?! What if I can't come out in half an hour? Then wouldn't your hand be so sore?! "
Sally was stunned. Did I misunderstand Mr. Yang? Is that not what he meant?
"Then … What does Mr. Yang want to do?" Sally asked with her head tilted.
Yang Cheng licked his lips and laughed. "Use your mouth … My mouth is soft and warm. It will come out faster …"
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