America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

Jessica leaned against him.

Watching those big shots arguing heatedly over a few bottles of perfume, I secretly stuck out my tongue.

"Boss, what if they find out?"

"This perfume is sold in 'buckets' in our bathroom."

"I even used it to soak my feet last night... Won't they be so angry they'll vomit blood?"

Jessica lowered her voice and whispered mischievously in Chen An's ear.

"That's the value of information asymmetry."

Chen An pinched the tip of her pert nose.

"In their eyes, this is a miracle drug; in your cases, it's just seasoning for marinating 'top-quality ingredients'."

……

It's 11 p.m.

The carnival has come to a successful close. Ten bottles of perfume were auctioned off for a staggering $35 million.

The wealthy men carried their spoils.

They returned to their respective luxurious cabins, completely satisfied.

Chen An, holding Aya's hand, left the noisy camp.

"Where to?"

Aya followed behind Chen An.

The night breeze ruffled her long black hair.

Those wild eyes gleamed with anticipation.

"Go and fulfill my promise."

Chen An took her with him, but did not return to the main house.

Instead, they walked toward the two-hundred-year-old white oak tree.

Under the moonlight, the building that Chen An personally built...

The "Oak Tree House," suspended between giant tree branches, is emitting a dim and ambiguous warm light.

"A treehouse?"

Aya raised her head.

Looking at that aerial fortress connected by a wooden suspension bridge,

My heart started racing involuntarily.

"Didn't you say you liked being in the forest, liked that feeling of being suspended in mid-air?"

Chen An walked onto the suspension bridge and led her step by step toward the treehouse.

Push open the glass door of the treehouse.

The interior is luxuriously decorated and full of rustic charm.

The floor was covered with a thick, pure white wool carpet.

In the center is a huge, round bed from which you can see the starry sky overhead.

And beside the bed, there was a bottle of chilled champagne.

And... a small bottle of that million-dollar "Breath of Titan" essential oil.

"Today, you are the best hunter."

Chen An took off his coat and casually tossed it onto the rattan chair.

He turned around and looked at the person standing in the doorway.

The Native American girl's breathing has begun to quicken.

"Now, it's time for the hunter to collect her reward."

Aya showed no hesitation whatsoever.

She closed the glass door behind her.

She directly ripped off the black fringed leather skirt she was wearing.

Her perfectly proportioned, wheat-colored body was illuminated by starlight and the glow of the ground lamps.

It exudes a primal allure that is breathtaking.

She pounced on Chen An like a nimble female leopard.

"The Wolf King..."

Aya pushed Chen An down onto the soft, round bed.

She placed her hands on either side of his chest.

Looking down at him, her eyes burned with a fierce fire.

Tonight, I'm going to completely drain you dry.

"I want this two-hundred-year-old tree to remember the strength of us Native Americans!"

"Quite the boast."

Chen An laughed loudly, then rolled over.

In an instant, he took the initiative and pinned the wild little female leopard down.

He picked up the bottle of "Titan's Breath" essential oil next to him.

Pour a few drops into your palm and then slowly apply them to Aya's firm abs.

The cool essential oils came into contact with the burning hot skin.

It instantly releases a strong, exotic fragrance.

"Then let me see if your strength is greater, or my endurance is longer."

The treehouse has excellent sound insulation.

But that suspended wooden structure,

But in the next few hours,

With a certain violent rhythm,

It made a soft, rhythmic creaking sound.

……

In the early morning, the white oak treehouse seems to float on green clouds.

Sunlight filters through the lush oak leaves.

It was cut into countless tiny golden spots of light.

Through the panoramic explosion-proof glass,

It gently spilled onto that huge, circular waterbed.

"Well……"

Aya let out a lazy nasal sound.

Like a female leopard that has finally eaten and drunk her fill.

She rolled over on the soft, pure white wool blanket.

On her wild, wheat-colored skin,

It was covered with red marks left from last night's frenzied "hunting".

She opened her obsidian-like eyes.

The first thing you see is Chen An sitting in a rattan chair in front of the French windows.

He was only wearing a pair of loose pajama pants.

His muscular upper body was naked.

He was holding a cup of black coffee that had just been brewed using the small coffee machine in the treehouse.

The morning breeze ruffled his short black hair.

That cold and deep profile looked incredibly captivating in the morning light.

"woke up?"

Chen An turned his head.

Looking at the primal, alluring body on the bed,

A satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

"It seems that the Indian huntresses' physical strength is indeed well-deserved."

"You almost shook this two-hundred-year-old tree to pieces last night."

A rare blush rose on Aya's cheeks.

Last night in this suspended treehouse,

That feeling of weightlessness and the illusion that you might fall at any moment,

It greatly stimulated her senses.

She offered herself to the wolf king almost without reservation.

"It's because this treehouse is built so sturdily."

Aya propped herself up.

She doesn't shy away from showing off her perfect curves.

He walked barefoot to Chen An's side.

She straddled his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"An, I prayed to the Eternal Heaven last night."

She pressed her face against Chen An's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.

"I think...here," she pointed to her lower abdomen, "there's already a very strong seed inside."

"Then take good care of it."

Chen An put down his coffee cup and placed his large hand on her firm lower back.

"If we really do have one, this 20,000-acre hunting ground will be the first toy I give him."

……

Nine o'clock in the morning.

The helipad at Titan Manor.

A departure ceremony that can be described as a "world-class wealth migration" is underway.

Those billionaires who were once all-powerful and influential in the business world,

Everyone had dark circles under their eyes at that moment.

Wearing a rain jacket covered in mud,

But they held it as if it were a priceless treasure.

He clutched tightly to the refrigerated box containing "Breath of Titan" perfume or a few pieces of wild boar meat.

"Mr. Chen! Thank you for your hospitality! This is the most unforgettable summer solstice I've ever had!"

Richard Sterling stood in front of the helicopter door and bowed deeply to Chen An.

This Wall Street tycoon is now behaving with even greater deference than he would towards the Federal Reserve Chairman.

"Mr. Sterling, you're too kind. I hope that perfume will please your wife."

Chen An put one hand in his pocket and responded casually.

"Absolutely satisfied! I can't wait to see her expression when she smells this!"

Richard waved excitedly and climbed into the helicopter.

As helicopters took off one after another,

The "Summer Solstice Bonfire Carnival," which shocked the world's wealthy elite, has officially come to an end.