Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

"Sister Bai, do you know? You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen…!"

Chen Feng's voice was hoarse and deep, carrying a hint of suppressed fervor, his gaze fixed on the huge wedding photo on the wall.

In the photo, Zhou Ming is dressed in a suit and tie, gentle and refined, his eyes seeming to pierce through time as he looks down at the large bed, watching everything that is about to happen.

This feeling of being "watched" did not make Chen Feng feel ashamed; instead, it was like a bucket of high-octane gasoline, instantly poured on the raging fire in his heart.

A beast called "Conqueror" has completely broken free of its cage.

"Sister Bai...isn't this more exciting?"

Chen Feng lowered his head and gently blew a breath into Bai Wei's burning ear.

boom--!

Bai Wei felt as if the string of "reason" in her mind had snapped completely.

"Chen Feng, shut up, stop...stop talking..."

A wave of shame washed over her, almost overwhelming her.

That was her deceased husband, the memorial arch she had guarded for over a year, and her last shred of dignity in this cruel world.

But now, this man, who is almost ten years younger than her, is wantonly trampling on this last line of defense.

He even wanted to drag her down with him.

"Chen Feng, please... turn off the lights..." Bai Wei closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling violently, her hands tightly gripping Chen Feng's arm.

She dared not look.

I can't bear to look at that photo, and I can't bear to see myself in that moment...

"Turn off the lights? That's such a waste."

Chen Feng chuckled, his laughter carrying an undeniable air of dominance.

His large hand slid down Bai Wei's beautiful back, and wherever his fingertips touched, it seemed to bring a series of electric currents, making Bai Wei tremble involuntarily.

That cumbersome knitted dress had already become loose and baggy from the pulling earlier.

Chen Feng twitched his fingers slightly and flicked them gently.

His clothes slipped off.

Her skin, as white as mutton fat jade, was exposed to the air without reservation, and also to Chen Feng's aggressive gaze.

Even under the dim light, Bai Wei's figure was still breathtakingly beautiful.

It is the richness that comes with the passage of time, a mature fruit that no young girl can compare to, exuding an enticing fragrance to be picked.

"So beautiful..."

Chen Feng gave a heartfelt exclamation of praise.

Without further hesitation, he covered himself with it.

Bai Wei let out a long-suppressed groan, a sound that was a mixture of pain, pleasure, and the release of all the loneliness she had endured over the past year.

At this moment, she was simply a woman.

A woman who longs to be loved, warmed, and conquered.

However, just as he was lost in his passion, Chen Feng suddenly stopped.

Bai Wei opened her eyes dazedly, her misty eyes filled with a hint of doubt and emptiness.

"Wha...what's wrong?"

Chen Feng's lips curled into a wicked smile, which looked particularly sinister in the shadows.

"Sister Bai, turn around."

Bai Wei was taken aback, and instinctively wanted to refuse: "No... I want to watch over you..."

This face-to-face interaction, at least psychologically, allows her to feel the warmth between two people, rather than just...

"obedient."

Chen Feng patted her firmly, the pressure neither too light nor too heavy.

He leaned down, whispered in her ear, and said in a deep voice that could melt your bones:

"Sister Bai, have you forgotten what I said before?"

"Wha...what did you say?"

Bai Wei's thinking has become somewhat sluggish.

Chen Feng's gaze swept over the photos on the wall, his eyes gleaming with a wolf-like light, and he said, word by word:

"I want to be the man who stands behind you!!"

boom!

Bai Wei's face instantly turned red to the roots of her neck.

She remembered that day in the car, in that cramped space, when this guy was also shamelessly spouting lewd remarks.

"You...you bastard..."

Before she could react, Chen Feng turned her around.

At that moment, Bai Wei was facing the direction of the photo on the bedside table.

When I looked up, I was met with Zhou Ming's gentle eyes in the photo.

"what!"

Bai Wei gasped in surprise, instinctively trying to close her eyes and bury her head in the pillow.

So embarrassing!

From this angle, in this scene, it's as if she's displaying her unbridled behavior to her deceased husband.

"Don't hide."

Chen Feng's voice came from behind, carrying a chilling fervor.

"Let him see for himself whose woman you are now."

"No... Chen Feng... please... stop talking..."

Bai Wei begged for mercy with a sob in her voice. The psychological stimulation was too intense, and she was on the verge of collapse.

Chen Feng didn't speak again, but gently pressed her shoulder, his actions conveying his resolve. Only the intertwined breathing of the two remained in the room, along with the slight swaying of the bed, as if telling a story of belated despair and redemption.

"Ugh—!!!"

Bai Wei gripped the bedsheets tightly with both hands.

She was forced to raise her head, her vision blurring with tears. The huge wedding photo swayed before her eyes, and Zhou Ming's smile seemed to crumble.

Shame, longing, excitement, relief... countless emotions intertwined, turning into a monstrous wave that completely engulfed Bai Wei.

She gradually let down her guard, allowing herself to immerse herself in this warmth and fervor, releasing all the loneliness and grievances of the past year in this moment.

After a suppressed groan was released, everything finally returned to calm.

……

a long time.

Bai Wei seemed to have all her strength drained away, collapsing softly onto the bed. She was covered with a thin blanket, revealing only her rounded shoulders and disheveled hair. The blush on her face had not completely faded, but her eyes and brows showed an unprecedented gentleness.

Chen Feng leaned against the headboard, casually reached for the cigarette pack on the bedside table, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it.

With a soft "click," Chen Feng lit a cigarette afterward.

The flames flickered in the darkness, illuminating his sharply defined profile.

He turned his head and glanced at the woman beside him who was too tired to move, then looked up and stared intently at the photograph on the wall.

This is not just a release of lust.

It's more like a silent handover ceremony.

From this day forward, this woman and this territory.

They will all be mine.

A few minutes later, Chen Feng reached out and stubbed out his cigarette, preparing to lie down and rest.

But at this moment—

A pair of soft hands suddenly reached out from his side and gently climbed onto his chest.

Chen Feng was taken aback and turned to look.

Bai Wei had turned around at some point, her watery eyes gleaming with an unusual light in the moonlight.

The blush on her face hadn't faded yet, but it carried a resolute air of "what's the use of trying?"

"Sister Bai, are you... not full?"

Before Chen Feng could finish speaking, Bai Wei came up to him on her own.

The thin blanket slipped off, and moonlight poured down, outlining her graceful silhouette.

Chen Feng's eyes widened instantly, and his breathing became heavier.

"Sister Bai, you..."

"Shut up."

Bai Wei bit her lip, her voice a mixture of shame and anger, yet carrying a desperate, all-or-nothing resolve.

"It's been over a year... I've been holding it in for over a year..."

Her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible:

"You're not getting any sleep tonight..."

Chen Feng paused for two seconds, then burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! Sister Bai, are you trying to kill me?"