?Reading on mobile phone Suddenly, Qin Dashi found himself a little at a loss when the soft, fragrant warmth of Ya Shi nestled in his arms. He certainly knew that Ya Shi liked him, but after all, they came from different worlds—having too many overlapping interactions might not be beneficial. However, the little beauty’s enthusiasm quickly erased all of his reservations. After a lifetime of rushing through life, one should simply enjoy the present moment—why be so constrained? Well, saying that life is fleeting might sound rather poignant. At his current cultivation level, living to two hundred years feels like a mere game. The key point is that his lifespan will continue to extend as his cultivation level rises—haha. Actually, he had one question that intrigued him deeply: since the physical constitution of Chinese people differs from that of Europeans, would Ya Shi also become a cultivator if they shared a bed together? This was a purely academic question—driven by a sincere desire to advance human development and ensure global peace—and he firmly believed it deserved thorough investigation. "Feng, I thought you'd completely ignored me. I sent you several emails, but didn't get a reply." The young woman pouted. Qin, the young gentleman, smiled awkwardly. "I've been quite busy these days and haven't had the chance to respond. Next time, I'll just call you—my phone will be on 24/7 for you!" "That's wonderful!" The young woman leaned fully into his arms. In their current position, the scene was most intimate. Yapo's legs wrapped around his waist, her arms resting on his shoulders and cradling his neck, while Qin sat on the chair. If they were both bare, this would be a classic pose in the 'X-Style of Love' series. After all, the young woman wore only a genuine nightgown, with a strap-style top that revealed her graceful shoulders, delicate arms, and snowy neck, and even showed half of her rounded, smooth upper body. Moreover, she didn't wear any undergarments, allowing a clear view of the vibrant red at the top. Qin Feng couldn't help swallowing a gulp of saliva, a scene that was perfectly captured by the young beauty. Her cheeks flushed pink, and she asked softly, "Feng, do you like my body?" "Of course," he replied without hesitation. "Not only are you beautifully built, but your figure is absolutely perfect!" "Shall I let you see?" she said, at the same time pulling her right hand back and tugging at the shoulder strap of her nightdress, then doing the same with the other side. As the nightdress slipped down, two perfectly rounded, peach-shaped peaks revealed themselves. Gasps... The young lord drew in a sharp breath, instinctively reaching out with both hands—though he longed to touch them, he finally held onto the nightdress and helped her button it again, saying, "Xiao Ya, what are you doing?" "Me... me... I just wanted to... become your girlfriend," the young beauty stammered, her face blushing deeply. "You only needed to say it," he replied. "There was no need to go all this way." "Qin Dashi is hard-pressed to be a Li Xiaohui once in a while—after all, he's an international friend. Just arriving in the Chinese land, he immediately fell head over heels, which isn't very dignified. The young lady pouted slightly: "I've been quite proactive before, yet you've treated me coldly all along. So I resorted to this last move!" Clear your throat—when it comes to speaking, evidence matters. I've been treating you coldly because your old dad has been guarding me like a thief, constantly wary of me. Who wouldn't be annoyed? Honestly, there's no need to dwell on this matter any longer. He smiled and said, "Let's set that aside. Didn't your dad always oppose your coming to China? Why did he agree this time?" The young lady lifted her chin proudly: "Because I employed a small strategy. I told him that I'd come here to steal the technology of the new engine, and he agreed!" "You really are clever, huh," Qin Feng nodded gently at her little head. The young lady hurried to add, "Don't worry, I'll never steal your technology—this is just an excuse!" "If you have, what then?" he said with complete indifference. "Eventually, every company will master this technology. Sure, confidentiality is important, but I believe what's truly vital is innovation. After all, no technology lasts forever; clinging to outdated methods will only lead to gradual decline, until eventually, it collapses." "Agreed," the young lady nodded enthusiastically. "My father keeps acquiring competitors precisely to gain their cutting-edge technologies and sales networks. Because of this, he has remained unshakable!" Qin, the young heir, thought to himself: perhaps because his brother hadn't fully committed himself to the business world—otherwise, titles like 'World's No. 1 CEO' or 'World's Largest Automotive Manufacturer' would have been nothing but mere accolades. Yi Shi glanced out the window and suggested, "It's getting late now. Shall we go down for dinner? Shall I treat you?" "Of course not," he replied immediately, smiling. "As the host, how could I let the guests pay? As a gentleman, it's a true honor to have a beautiful lady to dinner. How about we go to the most famous local snacks in Pingmu City?" "Sounds great! Let's go right away," the young lady jumped off him and headed straight for the door. "Wait a moment," Qin Feng called her back, smiling. "Even if we're going out, you should change your clothes first, should you not? Do you really intend to go to dinner in your pajamas?" The young lady looked utterly flustered, gently flicked her snake-like head, blushed, and said, "I'll change right away!" She only said she would change clothes, not that she wanted to send anyone else out—clearly, she had already made up her mind to let Qin the Young Man enjoy every advantage. He stood up and as he walked toward the bathroom, said, "I need to go to the restroom—I'm feeling a bit urgent. You hurry up and get dressed; we'll leave together soon!" He deliberately stayed in the bathroom for several extra minutes, and when he came out, the young lady was already fully dressed. The two of them stepped out of the room together, and the dozen bodyguards outside instantly widened their eyes—how could there be a man accompanying the lady? Who was this man, and when had he entered the lady's room? Everyone was utterly puzzled. Yaping spoke first, "I'd like to have dinner with Mr. Qin. You just follow us at a distance—please don't approach or interrupt!"