Meiling blinked, stunned. "…A virgin?"

The word lingered between them, strange, heavy, almost unbelievable to Meiling. Her heart thudded violently, a mix of pride, jealousy, and desire erupting all at once.

Ren leaned back slightly in the chair, smirking faintly at her expression. "Surprised? I told you—I don't want anyone else. Only you. I've never been with a man even though people tried to force me. I'm not a manwhore like they claim I am."

He could visibly see how much his words caused changes to Meiling. Just like in his original world, most of the women here really valued the viginity of men, after all it gave them a sense of pride to take the viriginity of a man. "I guess it's true… that people are most influenced in their vulnerable moments."

[Affection Tracker]

Lan Meiling – 15% → 20% → 30% → 35% (Congrats! The host finally stopped being just another man in her eyes… for now.)

"I couldn't even shake it from 15% for a few days, but now look at it—almost double that amount," Ren thought to himself.

Her heart pounded. She could almost hear it ringing in her ears.

Ren leaned back casually in the chair, his faint smirk doing nothing but making her burn hotter. Only me…? He only wants me?

Meiling's steps carried her forward, each one slow, deliberate, as if her body already knew what her mind couldn't fully accept. She knelt slightly, her trembling hands brushing over the buttons of Ren's shirt.

In this world, a man's clothing wasn't just ordinary attire for most women—it was the equivalent of stripping off a bra in Ren's original world, the very first real layer of intimacy.

Her fingers fumbled at first, betraying her nerves, but she pushed through. One button, then another, until she slid the shirt off his shoulders and tossed it aside. Her face flushed red, her breathing shallow. He's letting me do this… He's giving me everything. His first time… mine to claim.

Next came his vest, her hands running over his chest as she untucked it and pulled it away. The warmth of his skin brushed her fingertips, and she nearly shivered. Why does just touching him make me feel like this? My heart's about to burst… it's like it'll explode right out of me.

Finally, she reached his pants. Her lips parted unconsciously, her throat dry. She unfastened them slowly, sliding them down bit by bit. Each movement made her pulse faster, her vision blurrier from the storm of emotions raging inside. I… I can't believe this. He's really mine. Ren is mine…

[Affection Tracker]

Lan Meiling – 35% → 40% → 50% (Attempting dangerous zone.)

Ren's sharp eyes never left her. He could see the struggle, the fire, the desire building within her with every layer of clothing she removed. "Is this your first time too, Meiling? I heard the Lan family has their own brothels… you didn't partake in any of those?"

Ren asked, curious, because he couldn't believe she was such a purist. The more he got to know her, the worse he felt about what he was about to do to her—because technically, he was using her.

"I don't like going there… it just doesn't feel real. I was waiting for my partner, and I think I found mine," Meiling muttered, almost making Ren feel guilty.

Moving closer to Meiling again, Ren pressed his lips against hers. Just like last time, she melted into the kiss, but this time there was something different—she was trying her best to take the lead. After all, in this world, women were expected to guide intimacy. She couldn't let Ren do everything and risk him thinking she was incapable.

Before he realized it, Meiling had pushed him back and straddled him, kissing him hungrily as if she refused to give him the upper hand.

When their lips finally parted, Ren smirked, a teasing glint in his eyes. He pointed down at his hardened length and whispered, "Do you… want to taste this?"

Staring at his testicles for the first time, Meiling found them quite nice and large, with a little hesitation, Meiling lowered her head and licked them gently giving the answer Ren wanted.

Shuddering slightly, Ren whispers "That's nice"

Raising her eyebrows, Meiling gives the testicles another lick and notices the trembling in the man in front of her, causing her eyes to sparkle for a moment.

Smiling seductively, Meiling lowers her head further and takes both testicles into her mouth, causing Ren to suck in a gasp of air from the danger yet pleasure this action brought. "I knew she is a prodigiy! but to this extent,"

With amused eyes, Meiling looked at Ren's penis and thought for a few seconds, then released the testicles and moved slowly towards the tip.

Looking at the pink glans that is supposed to inside her, Meiling gives him a little lick, then gives one after another, to finally end up licking him like a lollipop.

Biting his lips, Ren just looked at Meiling, feeling an incredible visual pleasure.

Stopping her licking, Meiling brings her nose close to Ren's member and sniffs deeply, then mutters to herself "It smells so good... it's like all of Ren's scent is concentrated here..."

With a little hesitation, Meiling opens her mouth wide and shoves the glans inside her mouth, causing Ren to wriggle his toes at the sudden change in atmosphere.

But soon, Ren felt a dreadful sensation approaching. It would have been pleasurable if it hadn't come up so soon—but the situation right now was completely different.

Realizing with frustration that he couldn't take it anymore, Ren quickly decided to tap out. He didn't want this to end up like last time, where he never even got to experience what it was like to be inside a woman. "Meiling… stop! stop! I want to change our position," he blurted.

At first, Meiling was too engrossed in what she was doing to even hear him. Ren's "light taps" on her, which weren't light at all, barely registered to her because of how strong she was. But eventually, his persistence drew her attention. Reluctantly, she pulled away from his length, licking her lips as though she had just tasted the most delicious food in the world.

At this point, Ren's penis was slick with Meiling's spit, but it wasn't the wettest thing in the room—her own pussy was dripping her love juices everywhere. In this world, men rarely lusted after women, their sex drives unusually low… but Ren was different. His mind didn't work like a typical man's; he felt desire in ways most men here couldn't even comprehend.

Was it his mind clashing with his own body? He always felt both of them were at conflict, but right now all he wanted was to be inside Meiling's wet pussy.

But the real question was—what position was he going to fuck her? After all, the most common position in this world was none other than cowgirl, with the woman on top. It wasn't just preference, but a cultural norm. Women were the dominant ones in bed, the initiators, the ones expected to lead. Men, with their weaker sex drive, were usually treated more like recipients of pleasure than participants.

Meiling wasn't any different. She couldn't possibly allow a man to dominate her and ruin her reputation as a woman. So, the moment she sensed Ren wanted to have sex, she quickly told him to lie down on the table so she could mount him. But Ren had different plans—after all, the table looked like it could snap under their weight and break his spine, and the floor was the last place he wanted to be with how dirty it was.

Suddenly, before Meiling could even react, Ren hugged her from behind and began sniffing along her body. The unexpected gesture left her stunned—and even more aroused, thrilled by the rare sensation of being desired so intensely by a man like him.

Smelling Meiling deeply, Ren confirmed that she was indeed a woman of pure luxury because even her sweat smelled rather aromatic for Ren at the moment.

"You have such a beautiful pussy~" Whispering in Meiling's ear, Ren continued "I want so badly to get inside~"

Breathing heavily, Meiling ust let herself go, but she hesitated a little. "Is this...is this ok for him to have sex with me instead of me having sex with him?"

Grabbing Meiling's shoulder, Ren whispered "Move your pretty ass toward me~ I am going inside."

With those words any hesitation Meiling had easily went down the drain.

Nodding quickly, Meiling moved backwards excitedly, as her pussy was already starting to glisten with her fluids.

Grabbing Meiling's firm, perky ass, Ren lifted her up and pulled her against his legs, aligning his cock with her pussy as he hugged her tightly. "We're a perfect match! Don't worry about anything… your family, your enemies. You'll have me, and I'll have you. Let's be each other's and face everything together."

Those words were exactly what Meiling needed to hear. Ren knew it too—the Affection Tracker was rising like crazy, jumping from a mere 50% to almost 60% in an instant.

[Affection Tracker]

Lan Meiling – 35% → 40% → 50% → 60% (Congratulations, you've entered the dangerous zone.)

Sucking in a breath of air, Meiling felt her insides open wider than normal, causing her to clench her legs, while Ren hugged Meiling tighter out of instinct.

Breathing heavily, Ren savored the new pleasure flooding his consciousness as his cock pushed deeper and deeper.

With his pelvis pressed against her ass, he glanced down and saw that only about three centimeters remained outside—but instead of worrying, he looked up and met Meiling's misty eyes.

Smiling with excitement, Ren was about to whisper words of love when suddenly an electric shock ran through his entire body, as if he were being consumed by pure euphoria itself.