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Ten minutes later, in the luxurious master bedroom on the third floor, with its own giant ensuite bathroom.

The heavy frosted glass door was tightly closed, and the sound of hot water flowing inside could be heard.

The huge marble sunken hot spring pool was filled with thick white steam.

Two brand-new haute couture silk slip dresses hung on the changing rack.

One set is deep purple with a bold and daring cut; the other is light blue, simple and elegant.

The bathroom was filled with steam.

Luo Ning took off her tank top and shorts and comfortably sank into the warm spring water.

His wheat-colored skin glowed with a healthy pink under the steam.

"Phew...that feels so good..."

Luo Ning lay on the edge of the pool, turning his head to look at Yu Hongyao beside him.

Yu Hongyao also took off that elaborate moon-white cheongsam.

Her tall, slender figure, standing at 1.7 meters, was fully displayed amidst the steam.

Her skin was as white as the finest mutton fat jade, her collarbones were exquisitely sculpted, her waist was slender, and her legs were straight and long.

Unlike Luo Ning's wild and fiery nature, Yu Hongyao's figure was perfectly proportioned, with every inch of her body exuding the gentle and graceful charm of an Eastern woman.

Luo Ning couldn't help but reach out and pinch Yu Hongyao's arm.

"Hey! Luo Ning, what are you doing!"

Yu Hongyao was startled and hurriedly covered her face with her arms, her cheeks burning so badly they were almost bleeding.

Luo Ning giggled and swung her legs in the water.

"I never knew you were so well-endowed when you wore cheongsams."

"That big bad wolf Wang Ye got off easy."

Yu Hongyao bit her lip, shrank her whole body into the warm water, and spoke in a soft voice.

"Don't talk nonsense... What do you mean by letting him off easy..."

Luo Ning turned his head to look at Yu Hongyao's stunning profile.

"Come on, Red Medicine, what are you pretending for in front of me?"

"Just now in the private room, when he sang 'Confession Balloon,' you could see the longing in his eyes."

"When you hear the line 'Your eyes say I do,' can you honestly say you weren't moved?"

Yu Hongyao lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her fingers unconsciously traced the surface of the water.

"He...is indeed very special."

"He's talented and responsible, completely different from those guys in school who just talk big."

Luo Ning sighed, leaned back, and let the water carry her long hair.

"It's not just different, it's downright freakish."

"But tonight... are we really going to sleep in the same bed as him?"

Yu Hongyao's delicate body stiffened slightly. She didn't reply, but the panic and expectation in her eyes betrayed her true feelings.

……

Half an hour later.

The frosted glass door to the bathroom clicked open.

The rich scent of jasmine shower gel, mingled with the humid heat, instantly filled the spacious master bedroom.

Two stunningly beautiful figures, like lotus flowers emerging from water, stepped out onto the soft white wool carpet.

Luo Ning, who was walking ahead, had changed into a dark purple short silk slip dress.

Following behind, Yu Hongyao changed into a light blue long silk robe.

Although the style is relatively conservative, the silk fabric is extremely form-fitting.

Her hair was half-dryed with a towel and draped over her shoulders. Her bare face was flushed with the hot spring water, giving her a pure and alluring look amidst her cool demeanor.

Wang Ye leaned against the center of the 2.6-meter-wide bed, wearing a pair of loose black athletic shorts, his muscular upper body bare.

He was indeed looking at some company information on his phone when he heard the noise and looked up.

The image of the two women emerging from the bath instantly came into view.

Wang Ye raised an eyebrow and brazenly swept his gaze over the two women.

"This set of pajamas is very tasteful; Butler Gu certainly has good taste."

Luo Ning felt hot all over from his burning gaze, but she still refused to admit defeat.

"What are you looking at! Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman emerging from the bath before?!"

Wang Ye said with a smile, "I haven't seen yours before."

Yu Hongyao blushed and said, "Wang Ye, we're going downstairs to our guest room to rest. We won't disturb you."

"No need, you can rest here."

……

Seven o'clock in the morning.

A sliver of white light shone through the gap in the curtains.

Wang Ye lifted the silk quilt and sat up.

There were two girls lying on either side, fast asleep.

I was up until the wee hours last night.

After washing up, Wang Ye put on a pair of loose shorts and walked out of the master bedroom.

After finishing a set of boxing moves downstairs, I went to the restaurant.

The head housekeeper, Gu Qingcheng, dressed in a neat navy blue cheongsam, was setting out a steaming breakfast on the long dining table.

Good morning, Chairman.

"The kitchen has prepared shrimp and scallop congee and steamed crab roe soup dumplings."

Gu Qingcheng bowed slightly.

Wang Ye pulled out a chair, sat down, grabbed a crab roe bun, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Butler Gu, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

"When those two upstairs wake up, remember to heat up two bowls of ginger tea for them."

Gu Qingcheng covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"Understood. Judging from the noise last night, the two young ladies were indeed exhausted."

Wang Ye coughed once and focused on drinking his porridge.

……

The peaceful days passed quickly.

A week has passed in the blink of an eye.

During the seven days, Wang Ye slacked off in class at school and also listened to Pei Nana and Shang Hongdie report on the progress of prop preparation for "The Wandering Earth" at the company.

Until early Saturday morning.

A heavily modified, black off-road vehicle covered in mud came to a stop in front of Manor No. 19, revving its engine.

The car door was kicked open with a bang.

Lin Sa strode into the living room wearing a military green tight-fitting work vest, sand-colored multi-pocket tactical pants, and high-top desert combat boots.

His dark, wheat-colored skin had a luminous sheen.

With each step, the F-class heavy burden, which could be described as a weapon, trembled up and down.

The two lines on his abs tightened with each breath.

Lin Sa said loudly, "Hey Wang, stop acting like a big shot here."

"Ready to go!"

"The Alashan Heroes' Meeting Desert Super Rally is about to start. I need to go and familiarize myself with the track first. You should familiarize yourself with it too."

"My race car has already been airlifted over; don't even think about running away at the last minute."

Wang Ye shook his head: "Lin, you need to change your impulsive temper."

"It's just going to the desert and eating a few mouthfuls of sand."

"Since I promised you, when have I ever broken my promise?"

Lin Sa looked him up and down, then pursed her lips.

"Stubborn to the end."

"When we get to the Tengger Desert, just don't throw up on the car seat."

Wang Ye got up and went upstairs to change his clothes.

Ten minutes later, the two headed straight for the Capital Airport.

……

Three days later, at 4:30 pm.

Alxa League, Inner Mongolia, a super base camp on the edge of the Tengger Desert.

The sky was high and the clouds were light.

The air was filled with dry, violent sandstorms.

The endless yellow sand dunes stretch to the horizon.

Hundreds of huge white professional inflatable repair tents have been set up in the camp.

Heavy-duty pickup trucks, Raptors, and modified buggies are everywhere.

The roar of the high-pitched and ferocious V8 naturally aspirated engine rose and fell, and the exhaust pipe spewed out the pungent smell of racing aviation fuel.

This place brings together the nation's top professional racing teams and international rally champions.

This Alashan Super Off-Road Rally is the highest-level unrestricted modification category competition in China.

It is a total length of 380 kilometers.

The stage traverses hard desert, scree cliffs, loose sand basins, and the continuous rolling sand dunes known as the Devil's Throat.

The competition rules are extremely strict.

Each race car is allowed to have only two drivers.

Two days before the race, the organizing committee only opened the track to allow all teams to scout the route twice at low speed.

Drivers and navigators must create their own route books within a very limited time.

During the race, the cars must check all eighteen hidden GPS timing points along the route; missing even one will result in a one-hour penalty.

The most important special rule: During the entire race, the driver and navigator can freely switch roles, but the handover must be completed while the vehicle is stationary, and all driver changes cannot pause the race timer.

Wang Ye and Lin Sa stood in front of maintenance tent number five.

A steel monster exuding mechanical violence was parked in the center of the tent.

A professional T1-class buggy rally car built on an all-terrain tubular chassis.

The all-carbon fiber shell is painted pure black, with fluorescent green sponsored decals sprayed on it.

The rear of the car is equipped with a heavily tuned twin-turbocharged LS3 6.2-liter V8 racing engine.

Its maximum output power reaches a terrifying 750 horsepower.

With an astonishing 70 centimeters of suspension travel, the massive nitrogen shock absorber gleamed with a metallic sheen in the sunlight.

Thirty-seven-inch custom-made desert tread off-road tires, thick and solid.

Lin Sa handed a thick, waterproof notebook to Wang Ye.

"This is the main route book I compiled after we drove through it at low speed twice the day before yesterday."

"Did you bring that self-written book of unorthodox techniques?"

Wang Ye patted a small notebook stuffed in his thigh pocket.

"I brought it. You remember yours, and I'll remember mine."

"Your route follows textbook standards, focusing entirely on avoiding risks."

"My route is a straight line; I'll go wherever it's closest."

Lin Sa sneered on the spot.

Stop talking nonsense.

"If you drive in a straight line in the desert, you and your vehicle will get stuck on the leeward side of a sand dune. Even a god couldn't dig you out."

"I'll be driving for the first half of the race today, so you sit in the passenger seat and read the route map and the corners to me."

"If you dare to give me even a single wrong angle for the sand ridge, I'll tie you to the spare tire rack and let you sit in the sandstorm all night when we get back to camp."

Wang Ye opened the passenger door and glanced into the cramped cabin.

Two deep-set racing bucket seats fully wrapped in carbon fiber, with five-point harnesses hanging on both sides.

The roll cage was welded together densely.

"Alright, Lin, the driver, will go first."

"I just happened to be sitting right next to you watching your performance."

At that moment, several tall men walked out from the nearby tent.

The leader was a young man in his thirties with a buzz cut, wearing a red and white imported racing suit.

He had the words "Kuanglan Power Racing Team" embroidered on his chest and was carrying a carbon fiber helmet in his hand.

It was Duan Tiancheng, the overall champion driver of the previous Super Rally Championship.

Duan Tiancheng walked up to Lin Sa.

"Ms. Lin, are you really planning to run the race with this fair-skinned, delicate-looking pretty boy?"

"I heard you guys went to scout the route twice just two days ago, and the route map isn't even properly checked yet, is it?"

Duan Tiancheng sneered, turned to look at Wang Ye, and said with blatant sarcasm.

"Kid, riding in this heavily modified rear-wheel-drive buggy isn't like driving a luxury car on the street to pick up girls."

"This car doesn't have power steering to filter out vibrations, and the road vibrations could rupture your gallbladder."

"Have you prepared vomit bags?"

"Don't end up crying and pressing the SOS button, only to have a helicopter come to the desert to clean up your mess."

Lin Sa's expression instantly turned cold, and she stepped forward to block Wang Ye.

"Duan Tiancheng, shut your stinking mouth."

"We'll see who comes out on the racetrack. You beat me last year, and I'll definitely beat you back this year!"

Wang Ye reached out and pulled Lin Sa behind him.

Wang Ye looked at Duan Tiancheng and picked at his ear.

"Sir, if you have bad breath, talk less. Also, it's windy and dusty here, and it's easy to irritate your tonsils."

"Tomorrow on the track, I hope you can be a little faster, so that when I overtake you, you won't even be able to smell my exhaust fumes."

Duan Tiancheng laughed in extreme anger.

"Fine, you're pretty stubborn."

"Let's see how you mess things up tomorrow."

……

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