Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

The room was extremely quiet, save for the faint sound of sobbing.

Lin Feng watched the twins quietly, feeling quite indifferent.

This poem, "On the Love of Lotus," is a timeless classic. Using it to conquer two top courtesans was simply a crushing defeat.

Of course, this is on the premise that the other party is educated and can truly understand the meaning.

Coincidentally, the two people in front of me happen to be artsy young women.

After a while, Su Shi and Su Qin, their eyes red, looked up at Lin Feng.

Su Shiqing couldn't help but hug him tightly, pressing her whole body against him, her voice as soft as spring water: "Young Master Xiang, only you understand us."

Su Qin, who was standing to the side, looked at her sister being held in Lin Feng's arms and a hint of envy flashed in her eyes.

She wanted to rush into that warm embrace, but she was also a little shy.

Lin Feng noticed her gaze, a slight smile playing on his lips. He reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Su Qin's cheeks flushed red, but she didn't struggle at all. Instead, she obediently leaned against his chest, greedily inhaling his unique scent.

At this moment, they had long forgotten Lin Feng's earlier statement, "Men and women should not touch each other."

Anyone with a modicum of rationality could see through Lin Feng's hypocritical nature.

What do you mean by "one should not touch others"? That's something I say to others, it has nothing to do with Young Master Xiang.

"It is our great fortune to have met Young Master Xiang today."

Su Shi murmured softly, her eyes still red, but a smile on her lips.

Lin Feng transformed into a caring older brother, gently patting their backs, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze: "If you want to cry, then cry. Don't suppress yourself."

Falling into prostitution was never your choice, but you are like lotus roots, growing in mud yet remaining pure and white as jade.

As soon as these words were spoken, tears welled up in the two sisters' eyes again.

"Young Master Xiang, only you understand us..." Su Qin choked up, "This feeling of being understood is so wonderful."

They had never met anyone like this before.

The men who came to Zuixiang Pavilion either coveted the women's beauty, flaunted their wealth, or pretentiously recited a few sentimental poems.

But the so-called poetry really has no cultural connotation at all, and compared with Lin Feng, it's worlds apart.

No one truly treated them as "human beings".

But the man in front of me, Xiang Rikui, is different.

His gaze as he looked at them was clean and clear, filled with appreciation and pity, but lacking the greed and possessiveness often found in men.

The two sisters seemed to have found their home, clinging tightly to him and unwilling to let go.

Lin Feng was secretly pleased, but remained outwardly calm.

Although he really wanted to grab their pert buttocks, his years of experience as a seasoned driver told him that it wasn't the right time yet.

The more composed you are, the greater your rewards will be.

He sighed softly and continued to imply, "I'm just a passerby in your lives, so don't take me too seriously."

Upon hearing this, both women trembled.

Passerby?

How could he be just a passerby?

They finally met someone who understood them, how could they just be a passerby?

Su Shi and Su Qin subconsciously tightened their arms, hugging each other even more tightly, as if they were afraid that Lin Feng would disappear in the next second.

The force was so strong, it felt like it wanted to meld him into his body.

Lin Feng simply patted their shoulders gently without saying anything.

The level of comfort was just right—neither distant nor overly intimate.

After a long while, the two sisters raised their heads and looked at each other.

In that glance, something seemed to have been exchanged.

Then, their cheeks suddenly turned red, and even their ears turned bright red.

Su Shi bit her lip, as if she had made a great decision, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible:

"Young Master Xiang... take us tonight..."

Those words were incredibly damaging.

Lin Feng almost couldn't suppress the urge to smile.

The gun was out of control!!!

He took a deep breath, trying to maintain his composure, and shook his head: "How can that be?"

Su Qin grew anxious, her eyes reddening again: "Does Young Master Xiang dislike us?"

"No, that's not it." Lin Feng looked at her, his gaze sincere. "You two sisters are as beautiful as flowers, as lovely as angels. How could I possibly look down on you?"

He paused, his tone becoming somewhat serious.

"Between men and women, what's needed is mutual affection and feelings for each other."

Instead of taking advantage of someone's misfortune.

The more Lin Feng said this, the more the two sisters felt that Lin Feng was of noble character, and the more they sincerely admired him. Their love for him was completely undisguised, and they wanted to give themselves to him.

Su Shi couldn't help but look up at him, her beautiful eyes filled with admiration: "Young Master Xiang, ordinary men would love to devour us two sisters, but Young Master Xiang remains unmoved by our advances."

This is enough to demonstrate the young master's character. Only a gentleman like him could write such beautiful lines as "Rising from the mud, yet remaining unstained; washed by clear ripples, yet not becoming seductive."

Su Qin nodded vigorously, her face serious: "Young Master Xiang, please take us."

We'd rather give our innocence to someone we love than to a stranger or someone we dislike.

Su Shi continued, "Young Master Xiang, we all have feelings for you. You are the best husband in our hearts."

But we have no choice in the matter; our eventual fate is to be auctioned off by Mom anyway. Rather than letting those disgusting men profit from us, it's better to give us to Young Master Xiang.

She looked up at Lin Feng, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Please, young master, just agree to our request."

Lin Feng coughed lightly and continued to feign innocence: "If I take your red pills, do you know what will happen to you?"

That madam is no pushover; she'll definitely retaliate against you in a vicious way.

"Your fate will be dire."

A resolute glint flashed in Su Shimei's eyes, but she showed no sign of backing down.

"Young Master Xiang, I naturally know what the outcome will be."

But to spend one night of pleasure with you, my lord, would be worth dying for.

"Sister is right," Su Qin echoed, her eyes equally firm. "I think so too."

Lin Feng just said he was just a passerby, and they were genuinely afraid.

They were afraid that once Lin Feng left, they would never see him again.

This man was the most special person they had ever met in their lives.

If they let him leave tonight, they will definitely regret it for the rest of their lives.

Looking at the two women's determined eyes, Lin Feng was somewhat surprised.

This is happening way too fast!

He looked troubled, his brows furrowed slightly: "I only admire you, but you actually risked your entire lives for this."

Such deep affection...moved me.

That's what he said, but in his heart he was thinking: the fire is almost ready, it's time to add another layer of heat.

These artsy young women can be incredibly wild once they get into a frenzy.

They would do anything, like moths to a flame.

Lin Feng coughed lightly, pondered for a moment, and then slowly spoke, his voice low and affectionate:

"What is love in this world that makes people willing to die for it?"

These words shocked the two sisters, instantly touching their deepest feelings.

They stared at Lin Feng, their eyes filled with love that could no longer be hidden.

These words struck a chord with them.