Of course, it was quite painful. Yet, our High-Light could gently wipe away the tears from the second lady's eyes, appearing extraordinarily tender, while simultaneously continuing to apply electric pulses and massage the sensitive areas of Dong Jiao. High-Light's hands were infused with divine energy; as Dong Jiao was touched by him, she could not help but instinctively receive his spiritual massage. This massage differed fundamentally from ordinary massage. Who was High-Light? Old Zi was an exceptional man—indeed, the Sovereign of Martial Might, the God of Light. When a god massages his beloved, it is naturally distinct from ordinary massage. To be a woman blessed by such a god is truly fortunate! Dong Jiao had fallen utterly in love—not merely with a man like a god, but with this very true god. Soon, under the effect of High-Light's divine massage, Dong Jiao began to softly moan. High-Light realized that his beloved, the star of the household, was now overwhelmed—her arousal had reached a flood level. It was time, he thought, to launch the attack. Gao Liang forcefully drove his proud and spirited self into Dong Jiao's body, instantly achieving a true soul-and-body fusion between her and her husband. Thanks to her husband's thorough foreplay, Dong Jiao bit her lips, gracefully yielding to each wave of his attacks, while Gao Liang, in turn, delivered one wave after another—each more intense than the last. Soon, both reached their sacred peak. As Dong Jiao continued to gasp and cry out, Gao Liang grew increasingly excited. They constantly changed positions, engaging in continuous intercourse. Finally, as Gao Liang's movements accelerated and his breath grew shallow, he poured his precious essence deep into the very core of Dong Jiao's body. Dong Jiao was instantly enchanted by the surge of warmth. "Husband! You're absolutely amazing! I can't go on! My body can't hold any longer!" "说完， her soft, yielding body collapsed and settled upon Gao Qiang's, pressing down on him. Gao Qiang gazed at Dong Jiao, completely naked and lying against his body—her breath fragrant, her cheeks flushed, gasping softly, her large, full breasts pressing firmly against the broad, solid, warm chest of his. He felt immensely satisfied. Indeed, Dong Jiao was now so exhausted that her back and legs ached, her body limp and drained. Mei Hui-zi, Jing Zi, Dai Meng-na, Chen Yu-ting, and Zhang Yu-ping have all gathered here. Ying-er was welcomed by the housemaid to Xiao-Yao Palace and is now resting there to nurture her child. At this moment, Mei Hui-zi, Jing Zi, Dai Meng-na, Chen Yu-ting, and Zhang Yu-ping are chatting. "Where is our husband? It's already evening now! The full table of delicious meals goes untouched—what a pity!" Chen Yu-ting is skilled at cooking, and these dishes are her specialty—colorful, fragrant, and delicious. The sisters are delighted to eat them, yet Chen Yu-ting feels the meal suddenly dull and uninteresting as soon as she realizes her husband hasn't arrived. "Our husband is with Dong Qiao and Yu Di!" Zhang Yu-ping says. "Our husband is so biased—he favors them two! He's completely ignoring us!" Mei Hui-zi and Jing Zi say together. "Exactly! I've just arrived here, and yet our husband has completely ignored me—treated me as if I'm not even there!" Dai Meng-na speaks in somewhat awkward English. Zhang Yuping pouted, her face clearly displeased. As the sisters shook their heads in sighs, deeply disappointed, Gao Liang arrived, coming with Dong Jiao and Yu Di. "Husband!" the five women called out in unison. Gao Liang nodded and said, "I've kept you waiting!" "But I've brought you a dish—I hope you'll all try it!" As he spoke, he commanded a servant to bring a large golden pot to the table. The sisters gazed in wonder. "Wow! What is it?" Chen Yuting was the first to take a bite, as she was skilled in both cooking and tasting. "Hmm! Quite good! The flavor is excellent!" With two silver chopsticks, she picked up a piece of mushroom, took a small bite, and nodded repeatedly. The other sisters soon began to taste, praising the dish enthusiastically. Chen Yuting stayed close to Gao Liang, asking him to teach her how to prepare this dish. Gao Liang smiled and said, "In truth, my cooking skills aren't much better than yours—yourself, you could certainly make something just as wonderful." "Highlighting this sentence immediately piqued the interest of all the wives, who eagerly approached Gao Liang, saying, 'Husband, hurry up! Hurry and teach us! We really want to learn!' Gao Liang beamed and replied, 'Alright! Alright! I'll teach you all! But you must pay close attention—make sure you watch carefully! I won't teach it again!' After saying that, he began demonstrating on the spot. The several maids hurried in and out, setting the cutting boards and various knives aside. The main and side ingredients were also quickly prepared. 'Watch closely!' Gao Liang said, and then began to cut. The wives noticed that Gao Liang held one knife in each hand, skillfully moving them back and forth on the board. Clang! Clang! Thud! Thud! On the cutting board, two bright knives moved swiftly and skillfully, while the bright chef never paused. A fish was cut into even pieces, as were potatoes and tomatoes, sliced uniformly. Even more impressive, after kneading the dough into a single ball, the bright chef quickly stretched it out. "Ramen! Wow! Husband, you can really make ramen!" the sisters all exclaimed in amazement. "Husband! You're amazing!" "Please make us ramen—we really want to eat it!" Under the sisters' enthusiastic request, the bright chef truly shone. After stretching the noodles into a long strip two meters in length, he folded them in both hands and gave them a swift toss—transforming them into a twisted, spiral shape. Then, with another flip, he picked up the knife and began dancing it with precision. Soon, the sisters watched in awe. The large pot boiled vigorously, and the noodles were swiftly shaved into the bubbling water by the chef’s knife. In just five seconds—only five seconds—the shaved noodles were perfectly finished. Highlight could immediately remove the knife-cut noodles, then add the previously sliced side ingredients such as tomatoes and potatoes into the pot at the same time, placing some of the ingredients directly into the pot. Finally, return the knife-cut noodles to the boiling pot. Divide them into several bamboo bowls and serve quickly. Beauties such as Zhang Yупing, Chen Yuting, Dai Mengna, Mi Emiko, Seiko, Dong Jiao, and Yu Di each hold a bowl of the noodles, enjoying a refreshing and satisfying meal. Chen Yuting praised, "Husband! Excellent! The noodles are smooth and easy to chew, with a rich, well-balanced flavor—perfect in color, aroma, and taste!" "Delicious! I used to dislike noodles, but now, after tasting the knife-cut noodles prepared personally by my husband, I've become completely enchanted by them!" the other women remarked. "Heh! This time, he's demonstrating. Next time, each of you will take a turn preparing your own—let's share experiences!" Highlight was training his wives. The wives all happily nodded, saying, "Yes! We'll definitely learn!" "Making absolutely delicious knife-cut noodles!" After lunch, several sisters went to the Yangchi Bathhouse behind the Eden Garden for a refreshing soak. The water in Yangchi was exceptionally cool, crystal clear and deeply refreshing. The sisters splashed and played joyfully in the pool, thoroughly enjoying themselves. All of them were stunning beauties, and even the fish in the pool admired their grace. The fish gently licked the tips of their feet. "Oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh!" Their laughter echoed far and wide. While sitting on a wicker chair, high-pointing a cigar, he watched his wives bathing in the Yangchi Pool of the Eden Garden, feeling deeply content. Indeed, no outdoor paradise could compare to the second Eden Garden established by the elder group in outer space. True bliss, however, lies in living freely and unhurriedly with one's many wives within the Eden Garden itself. Dai Mengna appeared exceptionally sexy in the Jade Pool of the Garden of Eden. As a beautiful American woman, she had a superb figure, with her two full, lush breasts—like plump white rabbits—significantly larger than those of the other wives, who shone brightly. It's no surprise, as Western women's busts are naturally larger than those of Chinese or Japanese women.