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Chapter 498 They Made Their Move

For an entire day, Ernst and Connery seemed to be isolated from the outside world by an invisible barrier, remaining in their bedroom the whole time and not stepping out of the house even once.

Liu Huiying was given a day off, and even breakfast and lunch were prepared by Connery and brought to her bedroom to eat.

Apart from Connery occasionally sitting in front of the computer and reading news about flash sales to Ernst, the two of them basically never got out of bed.

Ernst had lived a shameless life for too long, but Connery was particularly proactive today.

It's not that she's never been this thirsty before, but it's just very strange.

After dinner, Ernst went to his study to make a phone call.

As soon as he returned to the bedroom, the atmosphere inside made him stop at the doorway.

The room lights had changed color, the pink hue was alluring, giving off a very ambiguous feeling.

These are light bulbs that Ernst recently had Bell Labs research for him to study; they come in not only pink, but also dark red and light green.

The first time I used it was when Jessica was there, and the two of them had a great time.

As he passed the bathroom and the entire master bedroom came into view, Connery, who was leaning against the door leading to the walk-in closet, immediately caught his eye.

She was wearing a pink nurse's uniform with a square nurse's cap on her head. She only had a top that covered half of her buttocks, and the top was undone, revealing her pink and full breasts underneath.

Looking at the shocking chasm in the middle, Ernst felt sorry for the third button, as if the little thing was burning its life force to survive and could burst open at any moment.

This is one of the lingerie items that Playboy just released yesterday, brought to you by Connery today.

It has to be admitted that it fits her perfectly, hugging her body tightly and making her look incredibly alluring. It's enough to make any man's heart flutter, filling him with a desire to conquer and embark on a journey of pleasure with her.

"Is it pretty?" Connery's tongue circled around his lips.

Ernst nodded, his gaze falling on the other man's lower body.

A pair of slender, jade-like legs, covered in stockings, with several black straps running down to the top of the thighs, hidden inside the nurse's uniform.

Ernst has played the role of a uniform fetishist many times, including flight attendants, teachers, office ladies, and even nurses.

However, Jessica preferred to do these things. Connery had done this with her before, but this was the first time she had worn a nurse's uniform.

All I can say is that a fully mature woman is different; she gave Ernst a completely different feeling and desire.

It's not just about body shape; there's a difference in every smile, every step.

Connery was very pleased with the undisguised aggression and possessiveness in Ernst's eyes, and slowly walked up to him.

Finding the right angle, with a gentle push, Ernst fell onto the bed.

Connery straddled him and slowly unbuttoned Ernst's few remaining pajamas.

Almost every button has its own unique way of being unbuttoned: mouth, tongue, hands, feet—you can only say the body is incredibly flexible.

"Be good, okay? Let me listen to your ears and see what's wrong." A stethoscope appeared in the other person's hand as if it had materialized out of nowhere.

Why are Connery, Jessica, Bündchen, Nicole, and Monica able to frequently appear around Ernst and receive his favor?

Nicole's relationship with Katie was largely due to the children; the children became the bond between them.

Of course, this doesn't mean Ernst didn't like the other person.

Connery, Monica, Jessica, and Bündchen, on the other hand, were able to bring Ernst an unprecedented sense of relaxation.

With these four women, he didn't need to consider the hidden meanings behind their every action or word. He could completely relax, without needing to think at all.

Just like now, all you have to do is lie down.

Of course, it's not to say that the four of them didn't have their own little schemes, but the feeling was different.

Their ulterior motives were not so much about getting something from Ernst, but rather about preparing for the rest of their lives.

Just like Connery and Jessica, the two of them jointly established a film company, with MGM, a Hollywood giant, as their big brother, and with their relationship with Ernst, they could discuss many things.

Then there's Monica, the Italian muse who became a darling of the fashion world because of a single GG (Girls' Love) post. She immediately launched her own fashion brand and partnered with Playboy to prepare for entering the cosmetics industry.

I've heard she's trying to win over Sergey Bündchen, not only because they're both more active in the fashion world, but also to counter the current partnership between Connery and Jessica.

When men are of similar quality, quantity becomes the key.

They all knew what kind of man Ernst was. Since they didn't want to break up and had chosen this path, they had to figure out how to please him.

Unlike other important figures, this man was not so heartless and ungrateful.

It's not just the four of them who feel a sense of crisis; even Nicole, who had a child with Ernst, feels a sense of crisis.

According to feedback from the bodyguard Ernst had arranged for her to stay with him, the other party seemed to have made contact with Charlize Theron, whom he had not been in touch with for some time. Ernst was very much looking forward to the formation of a new alliance.

All I can say is that acting is tiring, and improving one's acting skills is an even longer process. By the time everything was over, more than two hours had passed.

The two lay on the bed, panting. Ernst was covered with a blanket, while Connery was completely curled up inside, with only a clump of loose hair showing.

She is sensitive to cold, while Ernst is very sensitive to heat, so the air conditioning is set very low.

"You're acting a little strange today."

Ernst's words caused a stunningly beautiful face to emerge from under the blanket covering his chest: "What's wrong?"

He wasn't sure at first, but he caught the fleeting panic in the other person's eyes.

Reflecting on their time together that day, he quickly noticed something unusual: "Today, you ate all those things."

This woman was so desperate to get pregnant that she ate everything, leaving nothing for the other person to eat. That's the biggest problem.

The large hand from under the covers landed squarely on Connery's pert chest, causing him to let out a muffled groan.

Realizing she'd been caught, she looked at Ernst nervously and said cautiously, "I took your thing to my private doctor for testing."

"What did you say?" Ernst's voice suddenly rose.

"Don't misunderstand, it's not what you think."

Ernst was very sensitive about issues concerning children.

Connery assumed the other person suspected him of doubting his fertility, a question that would raise many issues, including those concerning Katie.

But Ernst didn't really think that way. He knew about his problem, and the reason he always avoided it was because he didn't want other women to know, which gave them a sensitive misconception.

He was worried about whether his health condition would be exposed, and more importantly, whether it would cause other problems.

"My beautician told me that my skin looks at least three years younger," Connelly began to explain.

"She didn't understand how I did it. It's not as simple as anti-aging; it's more like reversing aging and making you younger."

"You know, even those who get injections can't change the deep layers of their skin, which is so unscientific."

"So she asked me to recall what I had done in the past year or so that I had never done anything like before. I thought about it and realized that apart from you, my life hadn't changed much."

"And then?" Ernst had no idea what this had to do with his thing.

Connery said quietly, "She said it might have something to do with the thing I ate from you."

Ernst's face immediately turned cold, and the word "cult" immediately came to mind.

Hollywood is rife with cults, not only those in front of the camera but also many more behind the scenes.

Such a person is a potential threat to Connery.

Ernst could even suspect that it was aimed at him.

However, he was soon dumbfounded, because Connery's next words once again overturned his understanding.

She said that it's good for both women and men. She said that if the body lacks that stuff, it will affect the internal organs, cause skin aging, dry mouth, dry eyes, and make you feel thirsty no matter how much water you drink. That stuff is the best thing to nourish the internal organs, and if you have more of it, some bodily functions will improve.

Ernst thought it was utter nonsense. Didn't they say that men are like a bottle of Coke?

Besides, women can benefit from this.

Men... Ernst felt disgusted just thinking about it.

"It's true, there's scientific evidence for it." Connelly said earnestly, afraid Ernst wouldn't believe him. "I consulted several of my private doctors, and they all said that research shows this is indeed the case."

"My beautician also told me that many lesbians and bisexual men in the entertainment industry don't actually like this at all. But some people choose to take these things in order to stay young, maintain their image, and earn more money."

Ernst felt like throwing up, but Connery hadn't finished speaking.

"But the ability to reverse aging is unheard of before, so I secretly took your thing to a private institution for examination."

After saying that, Connery looked at Ernst with a serious expression and said, "I guarantee that no one knows that thing is yours."

"And the result?" Ernst asked.

"They say your thing is excessively powerful..."

After that, it was just as Ernst knew; there was nothing special about it.

"Then I had someone find a leading expert in the field, who said that reversing aging is impossible, but it is possible to influence the condition of the skin through nourishing the internal organs."

"The other party said that your thing is like a panacea, each little thing is as good as ten or even a hundred of other things, so..."

The rest is history; Ernst understood it all.

Women can't resist beauty.

"You haven't told anyone else, have you?" Ernst didn't want this to spread throughout Hollywood or even the upper echelons of American society.

In the future, every woman will see him as if she has seen a golden elixir. If he is accidentally captured again one day, he will be locked in a dark and sunless basement and turned into a tool for producing tonics.

"How could that be? I'm not good enough for myself."

Ernst rolled his eyes. "You really think I'm some kind of tonic?"

Just as he was about to say something, the phone by the bed rang.

Ernst frowned, and after answering the phone, Massim's voice came through.

"Wawa's store order volume has dropped significantly. Is it time for you to take action?"

"Otherwise what?"