The Invincible Son-in-law

They say women need nourishment, and this saying couldn't be more true.

After experiencing multiple climaxes, Li Jingyi had become even more feminine and alluring.

She lay weakly in Lin Hao's arms, soft and pliant like a young wife, seemingly unwilling to let go of him, as if she wanted to cling to his body forever.

The uninterrupted fervent lovemaking left them both dripping with sweat, panting heavily, as they embraced each other tightly, savoring the lingering aftertaste of their passion.

Lin Hao lowered his head for a glance and saw that their point of connection was not only coated with a frothy white layer but also glistened with thick nectar, from which more white semen seeped continuously through the small crevice.

The faint, indulgently debauched scent emanating from their lower bodies slowly spread, soon permeating the entire bathroom entirely.

The area below the two was a complete mess, muddy and chaotic, with droplets of white liquid dripping onto the tiled floor.

Lin Hao slowly withdrew his pelvis backward, pulling out deftly, and at that instant, a dense mixture of fluids and white discharge cascaded from the tender opening, a sight truly obscene.

"Are you completely worn out now?"

Li Jingyi reached up to wipe the sweat that glistened across his forehead.

"As long as elder sister felt good, I don't mind exhausting myself,"

Lin Hao responded between deep breaths, as he helped dab the sweat off her temples as well.

"You always know how to show care for elder sister."

Li Jingyi leaned forward in a heartfelt surge of affection, planting kisses across his lips.

Their bodies once again pressed tightly together, the slippery warmth of their skin entwined. Their hearts seemed to beat as one as they hungrily devoured each other through impassioned kisses.

More than an hour passed before Li Jingyi quietly left the hotel.

Having dealt with the mesmerizing beauty secretary earlier in the day, Lin Hao chose not to leave the hotel but instead went upstairs to the private VIP room that Luo Yimei had prepared for him as his long-term suite.

The memories layered within this room were plentiful, filled as they were with encounters involving various beauties. But today, Lin Hao genuinely intended to take some rest and recover his strength.

Once he awoke, he discovered a report summary texted over by Lu Xiaodan.

After all, during this trip to the provincial city, he had visited numerous senior leaders and secured fifteen billion yuan in funding for new energy vehicles. Naturally, a comprehensive and detailed report was required.

While the draft itself had been prepared by Lu Xiaodan, it still required Lin Hao's polish and fine-tuning on the phrasing and adjustments.

For now, though, trouble was brewing. News of his return to the county had spread fast, prompting an influx of social invitations for meals and meetings.

Even Liao Jiarong sent a message, requesting him to call back once he had free time and suggesting they meet in the evening. Likely, this was at the behest of Xie Wenxin, who had reached out to her.

Kang Shuran, the chairman of Kanghui Technology Group, messaged him as well, expressing intentions to discuss the new district construction project over dinner.

Meanwhile, Fang Mengzhu and Zhang Yuanyuan had also called, though he missed their calls. Clearly, their interest lay with the new district's real estate project.

Quickly prioritizing, Lin Hao returned calls to the two key women, scheduling dinner with them for the following evening, estimating that the auction for the project would begin in two days.

As for Liao Jiarong—given the scenario from his provincial trip where he had forcibly taken her close friend—it was essential to accommodate her with dinner as a way to soothe any lingering resentment or tension.

However, Lin Hao truly didn't feel like venturing out, burdened as he was with so many commitments. Left with little choice, he sent Liao Jiarong his room number, inviting her to dine in private suite with him instead.

Luo Yimei, upon hearing of Lin Hao's arrival, personally brought a platter of fresh fruits and pastries to his room.

"Brother-in-law, where have you run off to? I tried calling you, and you didn't answer,"

Luo Yimei asked, without a trace of restraint, as she threw herself into his arms unapologetically.

"Brother-in-law had affairs to handle in the provincial city. How's business at the hotel been?"

Lin Hao smiled and asked, holding her slender waist as he relaxed with her on the sofa.

"Business has been amazing! Those corporate bosses, all thanks to your influence, are reserving private chambers long-term. It's almost too much for my staff to handle. Now, whenever they host banquets or client meetings, they insist on choosing this hotel…"

Luo Yimei, perched directly atop his lap, began gushing, animatedly recounting the booming success of her hotel operations.

"Business is booming; your brother-in-law has too much on his plate to keep you company. Why don't you let Lingling spend more time with you?"

Lin Hao brought up her best friend, Huang Wanling.

"Don't even mention it—Lingling is pregnant. She hardly comes to see me anymore."

Luo Yimei revealed the shocking news.

"Oh… is she really pregnant?"

Lin Hao's heart gave a sudden jolt, recalling the time they had hooked up on her wedding day. He couldn't shake the worry that the child might be his.

"Hehehe… if you think back and calculate, would you consider the possibility that it could be yours?" Luo Yimei teased with a mischievous smile.

"Watch what you're saying. If Lingling hears this, she'll be upset." Lin Hao warned in a cold tone.

"Got it. Shall I ask Lingling to come over then?" Luo Yimei asked coyly.

"No need. I've got a meeting with President Liao tonight to discuss business." Lin Hao replied, his tone serious.

"Business is important, but doesn't personal stuff matter too? I've been missing you terribly." Luo Yimei murmured, trailing her fingers across his chest.

Since Lin Hao had showered today and was wearing a loose robe, her delicate hand slipped easily inside from the side, drawing gentle circles across his bare chest.

Lin Hao knew Luo Yimei wanted to show her gratitude. After all, the booming success of the hotel relied almost entirely on his support.

The other corporate bigwigs, aware of her connection with Lin Hao, had gone out of their way to partner with her, a fact that had brought in overwhelming profits. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she was seeing piles of gold roll in every day.

At this rate, by the end of the year, Luo Yimei would turn into quite the little rich woman.

"So, feeling a bit lonely lately, aren't you?"

Lin Hao smirked mischievously, his hand reaching under her skirt to stroke her soft thigh.

"Yes… I've been feeling so itchy… so restless inside…" Luo Yimei murmured, her voice heavy with desire as her hand slid lower, creeping inside his robe to grasp his throbbing python.

Having rested all afternoon, Lin Hao was brimming with energy. Yet, realizing that he'd have to deal with Liao Jiarong later tonight, he decided it was best to just give Luo Yimei a quick "taste." After all, leaving her entirely unsatisfied wouldn't be fair.

Besides, a youthful beauty like Luo Yimei brought an entirely different sensation compared to the pleasures of an experienced woman.

Since she clearly wanted it, Lin Hao didn't intend to hold back. His hand slipped further beneath her skirt, brushing against the tender skin on the inside of her thighs.

Her dress today was delightfully short, barely reaching down to her thighs. Now, seated as she was, it failed to cover her luscious, long legs entirely.

Perhaps anticipating Lin Hao's touch, she hadn't worn stockings. As soon as his hand ventured higher, it immediately found the delicate mound shielded under her thin panties.

Small though the barrier might have been, his touch could only trace the soft contours of her womanhood.

Without hesitation, Lin Hao pulled aside her underwear, fingers slipping onto the plump lips of her secret garden, savoring the untouched tenderness of her flesh.

Luo Yimei, now fully enraptured, leaned in to deliver a passionate kiss, her velvety lips molding against his.

Their tongues danced, hers eagerly probing deeper into his mouth in an unrestrained display of affection and longing.

Her hand, still teasing Lin Hao's chest, delicately brushed his nipples while the other wrapped itself around his neck. She twisted her supple body against him, her rhythmic breaths punctuated by soft, alluring moans escaping her nose.

Lin Hao's fingertips reached her fabled Fairy Cave, noting the resilient tautness of the lips pressed together. It seemed they hadn't been "opened" in too long a time.

Slowly, he parted her dewy folds, easing his digits inside to savor the smooth, velvet depths concealed within.