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Help! My One-Night Stand Is Examining Me?!

Chapter 150 Fragrant and soft
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Chapter 150: Chapter 150 Fragrant and soft

She was wearing a pink bathrobe, her whole figure soft and delicate, looking as fragrant and soft as could be.

“Why are you down here?”

Caught off guard, Alana’s cheeks flushed slightly. “I didn’t see you, so I came down to look for you.”

The man curved his lips. “You’ve only been gone a moment, and you already miss me?” Alana bit her lip and didn’t answer his question.

“What are you doing in the kitchen?”

The man replied with a straight face, “I saw you looked a bit run-down, so I’m making you some red date, goji berry, and oatmeal porridge to help you recover.”

Alana couldn’t help but say, “I...I’m not weak at all.”

She’d been with him these past two days; her energy was brimming.

The man chuckled. “You’re already worn out after just two times? Isn’t that a sign of

weakness?”

“I...” Alana’s face flushed crimson. “But didn’t you say that the more we do this, the more our strength and blood will be replenished?”

Could it be... he was lying to her?!

Was he taking advantage of her lack of medical knowledge?!

She really didn’t know anything about it, so she wouldn’t even realize if she was being tricked.

But she had heard some old TCM doctors say that men are a great tonic for

women, though she didn’t know if those old doctors were telling the truth or if they were just quacks spouting nonsense.

Upon hearing this, Stephan felt a pang of guilt and cleared his throat.

“We’ve only done it twice. Of course, your core strength and blood won’t be replenished right away. You have to do it more often and keep at it over the long term to see results.”

Alana eyed him.

To prevent her from overthinking it, Stephan beckoned her over. “Come here, have a bite.”

“This red date, goji berry, and oatmeal porridge is great for a woman’s health. It’s very nourishing.”

Alana walked over, looking a bit dazed.

“How do you know red date, goji berry, and oatmeal porridge is nourishing for a woman’s body?”

“My mother makes my dad cook it for her every other day. How could I not know?”

He used to doubt that these foods could really nourish a woman’s body, but seeing how his mother still looked as young as a woman in her twenties, with fair, glowing skin.

It seemed that what she was eating did have some effect after all. So he immediately arranged for Alana to have them.

Alana deeply felt his thoughtfulness and was deeply moved. “Thank you.”

Stephan couldn’t help but reach out, his long fingers gently tapping her forehead as a reminder.

“Next time you want to say thank you, just give me a kiss.”

Alana, taking the hint, stood on her tiptoes and kissed him.

Stephan played along, lowering his head to kiss her deeply, his low, husky breath

exuding a sense of satisfaction.

As they kissed, Alana thought of the lesson he’d just taught her, and as if possessed, she stuck out her tongue...

That single kiss was enough to set off a storm. The man who had been so tender just moments ago suddenly began to breathe heavily, his breath growing wild.

Stephan hadn’t expected the little girl to suddenly get so wild. As her soft little tongue slipped inside, his blood boiled instantly, his gaze burning with intense heat.

“Lana, are you trying to make me kiss you to death?!”

Hearing this, Alana sensed something was wrong and tried to pull away. But the next second, she was pulled back in by the man’s forceful pull.

Alana’s eyes widened. “Mmm!”

Ah!

He was cheating!

When he was teaching her just now, he didn’t suck like that!

Alana tried to pull away, tucking her neck back.

But the man quickly grabbed the back of her head and deepened the kiss. His breathing was incredibly heavy.

“Mmm...”

The outcome was predictable: Alana was once again kissed by the man until her legs went weak and her lips were swollen.

Her tongue was numb.

After he was satisfied, he lowered his head to rest against her forehead, his voice low and hoarse.

“You really are a studious little girl, that was amazing.”

Was it her who enjoyed it, or him?

The man gazed at her flushed cheeks, clearly not yet satisfied. “Want me to make it even better for you?”

Alana blushed even deeper, her voice soft and coy, “No, please don’t...”

Stephan curved his lips, a mischievous smile flickering in his dark eyes. “True, you’ve already had your fill tonight. I’ll let you off the hook for now.”

Alana blushed.

Enough already!

Don’t say another word!

This was so embarrassing!

After Alana drank the red date, goji berry, and oatmeal porridge the man had cooked,

he carried her back to the bedroom.

He wanted more, but Alana wouldn’t let him.

She wondered to herself: they’d already been at it twice, each time lasting over half an hour to an hour, and he was the one doing all the work, so why didn’t he seem tired at all? Instead, he looked full of energy.

He even had the energy to cook something for her.

In contrast, she felt like a wilted flower, limp and listless.

So, when it comes to this kind of activity, who actually benefits more?

It was really hard to tell.

A man who can’t get the upper hand had no choice but to give up.

But he still had something important to discuss with her.

“Lana, I need to discuss something with you.”

Seeing Stephan’s expression suddenly turn serious, Alana couldn’t help but feel a

little nervous. “What is it?”

He wasn’t planning to set another trap for her, was he?! Seeing her nervous expression, Stephan found it amusing. Amusing and adorable.

His slender fingers gently pinched her cheek.

“Are you free this weekend?”

Alana blinked. “For now... I don’t have any plans.”

Stephan watched her closely, gauging her reaction. “This weekend, my mom wants to

meet you. Would you be free to come home with me?”

Alana froze.

His mother wanted to meet her?

So soon?

If his mother was asking to meet her, does that mean the next step is to force her to leave him?

Alana couldn’t help but feel nervous. “We’ve only just started dating, is it really time to meet the parents already?”

It was a bit fast.

But if it weren’t for his mother constantly setting him up on blind dates, he wouldn’t be in such a rush to bring her home.

Stephan asked her quietly, “Do you want to meet them?”

Alana bit her lip. “Can we postpone it a little? I... don’t want to meet them so soon.”

Meeting the parents meant facing too many issues; she was afraid she wouldn’t be able to handle it all at once.

Besides, she wasn’t mentally prepared for it.

At first, she’d only intended to date him; she hadn’t planned on it lasting this long. Especially after learning that his mother already had a specific daughter-in-law in mind, she was even more reluctant to go, fearing she might be humiliated if she did.

Stephan fell silent for a moment, realizing he’d been moving too fast.

Alana had only just agreed to be his girlfriend; they were still in the honeymoon phase, and taking her home to meet his parents so soon was a bit too hasty.

It was only natural that she wouldn’t agree.

Stephan raised his hand and ruffled her hair. “Alright, I respect your decision.”

Alana breathed a slight sigh of relief, but then a thought struck her: Did his mother

already know she existed?

She looked at him and asked cautiously,

“Have you...told your mom that you have a girlfriend?”

Stephan replied, “I did. She just called me, so I mentioned it to her.”

Otherwise, she’d keep trying to set him up with that woman Darla, which was pissing him off.

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