Sometimes, Sun Zhe felt that Zhu Yan had a dual personality.
She was usually gentle, dignified, and elegant in front of others, but once she was thoroughly satisfied, she would instantly transform into another person—her truest self.
The transformation from 'celestial maiden' to 'Demoness' was jarring.
And her truest self was just an ordinary woman with physical and psychological needs.
...
Perhaps it was the unique thrill of doing it on a narrow chair, because in just ten minutes, Sun Zhe had sent Zhu Yan to her peak.
A hot, sticky mix of her honeyed nectar and his masculine fluid splashed everywhere, leaving a complete mess.
An intense battle that seemed somewhat rushed came to an end.
Once she was sated, Zhu Yan was no longer as cold as before, returning to the gentle and elegant stepmother.
"You little rascal, it's all your fault. Now I have to go change again."
