After Jiang Mingqing left.

Gao Wanqin's slender, fair fingers began to move skillfully among the teacups.

Her tea ceremony was quite authentic.

Soon, a cup of freshly brewed tea was pushed in front of Chen Fang.

"I've heard that Minister Chen is from Yong'an province, and people from Yong'an are naturally good at drinking tea. Would Minister Chen care to taste and give some comments?"

Gao Wanqin said.

Chen Fang smiled and said, "People from Yong'an do indeed love tea, but I am an exception. To me, all teas are the same no matter how expensive; I can't really explain why."

"Minister Chen is really straightforward."

Gao Wanqin complimented him.

Seeing that Chen Fang had finished his cup.

She took the teacup and added a bit more tea for Chen Fang.

But as she brought it in front of Chen Fang, her hand suddenly slipped, and the teacup fell off her hand onto the table with the tea spilling out.

It landed right onto the crotch area of Chen Fang's trousers.

Soaking a large area.

Gao Wanqin was panic-stricken.

She quickly stood up, grabbed a towel, and said anxiously, "Minister Chen, I'm so sorry, I was too careless. Let me wipe it for you…"

"No need, no need, I'll do it myself."

Chen Fang tried to take the towel from Gao Wanqin.

But she wouldn't let go.

She walked around the tea table, came in front of Chen Fang, and knelt between his legs, then started to wipe the wet area with the towel.

And indeed.

The posture was quite suggestive.

After all, it was a very sensitive part.

As Gao Wanqin wiped, there were inevitably a few times her hand pressed too hard, touching something inside Chen Fang's crotch.

Without guessing, one could tell it was deliberate.

Furthermore, Gao Wanqin's attire was sheer, and from her superior angle, one could clearly see her bosom jiggling rhythmically with her wiping motions. Under such seductive circumstances, Chen Fang also had some reaction.

Naturally, Gao Wanqin could feel the hardening sensation in her hand.

She looked up, apologized, and said, "Minister Chen, your clothes can't be dried here. There's a small room behind the private room; why don't you go in and change? We at 'Mysterious Land' have prepared pants especially for guests. They should be dry by the time dinner is over."

"No need, it's okay."

Chen Fang said.

Gao Wanqin thought he was just being modest.

After all, the one thing that was honest was not his words, but the thing inside his trousers.

She quickly pursed her lips, put on a distressed expression, and squeezed out a couple of tears, saying, "Minister Chen must be blaming me for being clumsy. Wanqin has already apologized to you."

How could Chen Fang not see through such an act?

If everyone was acting, then he might as well play along till the end.

It would also give him a chance to see exactly what game they were playing.

He sighed deeply and said, "Alright then, if I must change, I will change."

Gao Wanqin's face lit up with joy.

She stood up.

Made a respectful gesture and said, "Minister Chen, please follow me."

Under her lead, the two came behind a folding screen.

There was indeed a small door there.

Upon opening it.

A bedroom furnished extremely lavishly appeared before them.

Not only was there a bed with freshly laid bedding, but also a wardrobe, a sofa, and a television. Everything was available.

Gao Wanqin opened the wardrobe.

She took out a pair of sleeping pants.

She said, "Minister Chen, these pants are all brand new and have been disinfected. You can change out of your trousers, and I'll have someone dry them."

Having said this.

She turned around to face Chen Fang and said, "Minister Chen, let Wanqin help you, shall I?"

"No need, I can do it myself."

"It's okay, it's my fault. I should do it."

One insisted on helping to undress, the other kept refusing.

Wanqin was not one to back down easily.

In the midst of their tussling, Wanqin slipped, yelped, and flung herself straight toward Chen Fang.

Due to inertia, both of them tumbled onto the bed together.

For a fleeting moment, softness and fragrance were embraced.

Lying opposite Chen Fang, their faces almost touched, their noses brushed against one another, presenting a rather suggestive scene.

"Minister Chen, would you like for Xiaoqin to serve you?"

Xiaoqin cooed softly.

Chen Fang, without shifting his gaze, asked, "And how does Miss Xiaoqin plan to serve me?"

"Whatever kind of service Minister Chen wants, Xiaoqin will do it for you. What other women know, Xiaoqin knows; what they don't, Xiaoqin knows that too."

"Oh? I'm quite interested in the services other women don't know."

Chen Fang said.

Xiaoqin aimed for this effect.

In a gentle voice, she asked, "Would Minister Chen like to watch?"

"I couldn't ask for more."

Chen Fang replied.

With a little effort, Xiaoqin started to climb up from atop him.

She first took off her high heels and stood barefoot on the carpet.

Then,

she pressed a button on the wall, and a steel pole rose slowly from the spot in front of the window, finally stopping when it reached a recess in the ceiling.

With one hand, Xiaoqin grasped the pole.

As the music began,

Xiaoqin started to sway her body.

The flexibility of her form was truly beyond the ordinary.

The music became more and more intense.

Her movements also became wilder.

Those transparent "silks" on her slipped off, one by one, to the floor until only a loose bellyband and a thong, no bigger than a palm, remained on her body.

Chen Fang thought that would be the end of the striptease.

But it wasn't over at all.

She reached behind her back and with a light tug on the hastily tied strings,

the red bellyband fell to the ground with a response.

Two round firm breasts revealed themselves.

The last piece of cover below was the same,

also secured with two strings tied together.

With her body's twisting,

that too fell to the floor.

In an instant,

Xiaoqin was left completely bare.

The "dark forest" was fully trimmed, revealing a smooth Mysterious Land, reminiscent of a stark-white tiger, seemingly beckoning to Chen Fang.

The foreplay was complete.

The real pole dance began.

With force in her hands,

her body soared into the air.

Following the rhythm of the music, Xiaoqin's graceful form moved up and down the pole, performing many challenging maneuvers.

One must know, the scope of these maneuvers was not small.

With such intense movements, her two large "white rabbits" bounced energetically, swinging vigorously in front of her chest.

In order to showcase her seduction,

Xiaoqin occasionally spread her legs into a split towards Chen Fang, unabashedly revealing her most private area to him.

After four or five minutes of explosive music,

Xiaoqin slowly descended from the pole.

Then, a gentle melody played.

On tiptoes, Xiaoqin slowly walked toward Chen Fang, who was sitting on the bed, took his hand, and pulled him up.

Her body, snake-like, clung to Chen Fang, twisting against him, and she purposely rubbed her chest up and down against his body.

One hand slid from Chen Fang's neck down to the damp front of his trousers, while her lips hummed seductively into his ear.

Just as her fingers were about to unzip Chen Fang,

Chen Fang suddenly held her hand still.

He turned towards the television and said, "President Jiang, I've been cooperative with your hospitality and observed all that was necessary to give you face. If you really have no business with me today, I'd like to take my leave..."

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