Chapter 319 - 308: The Final Piece of the Bikang’s Four Beauties Map

Chapter 319: Chapter 308: The Final Piece of the Bikang’s Four Beauties Map

The third line of defense at the base’s main gate was, of course, the absolute top priority!

This time, Mengde didn’t even let Run Tu and the others help; he handled it all himself.

He spent several days reinforcing it multiple times, from top to bottom and from left to right.

It completely wore Mengde out.

The final result was also quite remarkable.

If the outermost first line of defense could potentially be breached by a Star Map Level Superpower User...

...then this third line of defense at the main gate was simply something no Star Map Level Superpower User could ever break.

Mengde had even tested this himself.

Even he would have to put in some effort to get through it!

Of course, he could definitely break it.

After all, Mengde was an anomaly among Star Map Level users.

Possessing so many SSS-Class Superpowers was no joke!

And with the reinforcement of the walls at the main gate complete, Mengde’s own work was more or less finished...

.........

Night fell, the color of ink. In the bedroom, a single dim, yellow wall lamp was on, casting the entire room in a warm, ambiguous glow.

Mengde leaned against the headboard, his bare upper body revealing sharply defined abs.

The sweat from his recent marathon with the four women hadn’t completely dried, and it shimmered faintly under the light.

A satisfied smile played on his lips as his gaze slowly swept over the four peerless beauties snuggled up next to him:

The ultimate urban beauty—Chen Jiayi!

The ultimate sexy secretary—Cheng Fei’er!

The ultimate sophisticated, mature beauty—Liu Ruyun!

And... the ultimate Iceberg Goddess—Lin Aoxue!

That’s right!

After conquering Lin Aoxue, he had finally completed his collection of Bikang’s Four Beauties.

He had to admit, although Bikang’s Four Beauties were all Goddesses...

...they each had a completely different flavor.

Chen Jiayi was like a lazy cat, practically draped over his chest, her slender fingers unconsciously tracing circles on his abs.

She wore a nearly transparent black lace nightgown with a plunging neckline, revealing a wide expanse of snow-white skin and tantalizing curves.

Her alluring, almond-shaped eyes were half-closed, her red lips slightly parted, her breath as fragrant as an orchid.

"Darling, you were especially amazing today..."

she cooed, her voice raspy and content from their activities.

Mengde chuckled softly, his large hand stroking her smooth, long hair.

"Oh? Only especially amazing today?"

"Are you saying your darling wasn’t amazing before?"

Chen Jiayi was the first Goddess he had conquered and the queen of his harem.

Mengde always gave her special love and attention.

During their recent marathon, he had spent the most energy on her.

She was definitely the vanguard Goddess who took the brunt of his firepower.

Now, being teased by him like this, she immediately looked shy.

"You’re awful~"

To his right, Cheng Fei’er rested quietly on his shoulder.

As the sexiest woman among the four Goddesses...

...just a while ago, she had been wearing her most formal business suit, which perfectly accentuated her sexy figure.

A pair of long, beautiful legs were tightly wrapped in black stockings.

But now, that signature white blouse and hip-hugging skirt were nowhere to be found.

In their place was a man’s shirt that barely covered her bottom—his shirt.

Her charming eyes no longer held their usual sharp competence, but were veiled in a hazy mist of post-coital bliss.

It couldn’t be helped; in his excitement, he had torn her suit to shreds.

"Fei’er, go get me a glass of water."

Mengde said deliberately, in a commanding tone.

Cheng Fei’er immediately sat up as if by reflex, only to be pulled back into his arms the next second.

"I’m just kidding,"

he whispered, his lips close to her ear.

"Tonight, you’re my woman. I had my fill of you just now."

"I don’t need any water."

"You, on the other hand... are you sure you don’t need to rehydrate?"

The sight of the tips of Fei’er’s ears turning red put him in a great mood.

’The process of conquering this workaholic was simply perfect!’

’Thinking back on it now, the aftertaste is endless!’

’And she’s so playful, too.’

’That tongue... it’s so nimble...’

’Hehehe...’

’Her oral skills are quite impressive!’

"N-No, I don’t."

"I can still hold on. But Sister Yun, on the other hand, I’m afraid she..."

Fei’er had spent a lot of time with that widow, Cheng Ying, and had become quite cheeky herself.

She was still all talk, a master of running her mouth.

But she wasn’t wrong. The one who really needed to rehydrate right now was indeed Liu Ruyun.

"Darling..."

Liu Ruyun’s slightly hoarse voice came from his left.

This ultimate female boss from the Bikang Group, a sophisticated beauty known for her usual calm and rational demeanor...

...was now gently tracing his jawline with her fingertips.

She could always make the simplest loungewear look high-class.

Her figure was like a Goddess from a classical oil painting—voluptuous yet elegant, every curve exuding the unique charm of a mature woman.

The deep V-neck silk nightgown hung on her body not as a concealment, but as a tribute to her perfect figure.

The neckline of the nightgown was cut just right, revealing the smooth, jade-like lines of her shoulders and neck.

Her collarbones weren’t sharp and prominent like a young girl’s, but two soft hollows, like shadows sketched by an artist with the gentlest of strokes.

Below her collarbones was a breathtaking expanse of snow-white skin.

The silk fabric rose and fell gently with her breathing, faintly revealing the full, round contours beneath...

Her waist wasn’t overly slender.

Instead, it had a perfect curve, like a gracefully contoured vase connecting the elegance of her upper body with the fullness of her lower half.

When she turned to the side, a charming dip would appear at her waist, a mark carved by both time and self-discipline.

Beneath the silk nightgown, the curve of her hips was astonishingly full.

It wasn’t the tightness born from deliberate exercise, but a natural, beautiful roundness.

The fabric tightened slightly with her movements, outlining a curve that made one’s blood boil, yet her sophisticated aura made it seem noble and inviolable.

What was most captivating was the natural sway of her body when she walked.

Every step made the tantalizing lines of her thighs, barely visible beneath the nightgown, even more alluring—it was a fullness filled with a sense of power.

Her skin was firm and supple, without a hint of slackness.

When she sat down, the hem of her nightgown would slide up slightly, revealing that "absolute territory" above her knees that sparked the imagination, her fair skin glowing like pearls under the light.

Her arms were similarly full and well-proportioned; when she lifted them, you could see the soft hollow on the inside of her upper arm.

Her wrists, however, remained slender, adorned with a simple Platinum Bracelet that further accentuated her snow-white skin.

Her nails were neatly trimmed and rounded, painted with a discreet nude polish that spoke of her consistent, refined taste.

Even the simplest actions, like tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear or adjusting the strap of her nightgown, were imbued with a natural sexiness when she performed them.

It wasn’t a deliberate display, but the confident radiance of a mature woman who had fully embraced her own body...