Chapter 187: That’s Mayonnaise From A Sandwich Where You’re sitting, I Think?!

Chapter 187: That's Mayonnaise From A Sandwich Where You're sitting, I Think?!

When I went to bed, Lan was laying defiantly right on my designated side of the mattress. She looked directly into my eyes with a playful challenge flashing across her features.

"I only sleep well on this side of the bed. Take the left. AHHH!" she commanded, her words cutting off into a sudden gasp.

She had completely forgotten that I was a high-tier combat Grandmaster, and before her brain could even process what was happening, her position had completely inverted. Not only was she now pinned to the left side, but I had tightly wrapped my body around her from behind, locking her into a firm, spooned hug-pillow embrace.

"Well, I have the same problem, so keep watch if you cannot sleep," I whispered directly into her ear, keeping a tight hold on her waist. "Or, you can sleep on the couch, if I am making you feel uncomfortable?"

Lan had clearly wanted to tease me a bit to test my boundaries, but she quickly realized I was a bit harder to play games with than the ordinary men she was used to. Her slender body went a bit stiff in my arms, a deep crimson blush spreading across her cheeks in the moonlight.

"Are you really going to hold me while sleeping?" she asked, her breathing turning shallow.

My lips curled into a satisfied smile at the sight of this proud, dangerous martial arts woman becoming so thoroughly nervous in my grasp.

"Yeah, you feel really nice to hold, with you being so much shorter, and beautiful," I admitted honestly, resting my chin near her shoulder. "But, I will let you go if you want, and I can just roll over and ignore you?"

She remained still for a long moment, before her small hand came down to rest softly over my forearm, her voice dropping into a much gentler tone. "No, you holding me is fine, I just had not expected you to be so forward with me," she murmured, her heart beating noticeably faster against my arm. "It feels strange to be held by a man 10 years younger than me, but... Mentally you are older, right?"

I leaned down slightly, smelling the floral scent of her white hair as a strange, deep-seated sensation washed through my mind, making me feel like I had known her for much longer than our timeline should allow.

"Sometimes, I am not sure..." I confessed, staring blankly at the wall as my hands held her close. "I just know, my-person wants to embrace you... for a very long time. Is that strange?"

Lan shifted dynamically in my tight embrace, rolling her body over until she was staring directly into my eyes in the darkness. "Perhaps, in your past lives you have spent so many lives in China, you have a preference for women like me, Mei, and Hinata?" she mused thoughtfully, her gaze searching my face.

"Lan, do you think you and I knew each other in a past life?" I asked, looking at her wide blue eyes.

She pondered the question for a moment, her gaze drifting toward the high ceiling before she gave a subtle shrug of her shoulders. "If we have, I have no notion of it," she replied softly, a sudden, intriguing glint flashing in her eyes. "But, let me try something, to see if I feel anything?"

With our noses already touching across the shared pillow, it did not take her long to lean forward and firmly press her soft lips against mine.

It could have been one minute or five minutes, but for a beautiful, uninterrupted slice of time, Lan and I kissed deeply in the dark silence of the bedroom. As the rhythm established itself, our desires escalated, and we seamlessly exchanged our tongues in a passionate tangle.

I smoothly shifted our weight, pulling her lightweight frame directly on top of my chest, her slender arms slipping under mine while my hands began rubbing her back. All I knew in that moment was that kissing this exotic China Empire woman felt incredibly peaceful and sensual.

Before my roaming hands became completely dishonest under the sheets, we slowly broke the kiss so she could catch her desperate breath. "Rick, I don't know if we had any past, but... I felt my heart skip a beat there," she whispered, her chest heaving against mine.

I said absolutely nothing in return, choosing instead to gently pull her ear down onto my bare chest so she could listen directly to my racing heartbeat.

As she focused on the steady sound, her left hand traveled over to caress the right side of my chest, tracing the rhythm as if she were hearing both of our hearts beat at the exact same pace.

She then picked up her head, bracing her hands on my shoulders to look down into my eyes.

With only the pale moonlight filtering through the window to illuminate my features, she stared at the reassuring, confident smile I directed straight at her. Her long white hair cascaded downward like a silk curtain, completely covering my face and neck from the rest of the room.

Then, I watched her beautiful smile grow wide, and she eagerly leaned her head back down to kiss me all over again.

Before we even knew what was happening, the intense friction of our passion caused the two of us to rapidly strip away what little clothing remained on our bodies. I dynamically rolled her back over, pinning her soft form flat under my weight while I trail a line of kisses down her smooth neck.

As her hands roamed wildly across the muscle patterns of my bare back, her breath hitched, and she looked up at me with absolute submission. "My Emperor, I may be impure, but I will be your concubine, if I please you?" she offered, her voice thick with desire.

I leaned down to press a hard kiss against her lips, locking my eyes onto hers as I slowly and deliberately inserted the full thickness of my hard length deep into her tight core. She gasped loudly, her eyes wide as she saw my non-verbal answer was a resounding, absolute yes.

Like a completely submissive wife yielding to her master, her slender legs and arms entangled my body, locking around me to encourage me to fully claim her. I wanted to completely conquer her heart along with her physical body, so I bit down gently on her earlobe, whispering my intentions directly into her mind.

"Lan, I want you to be mine in this life, and my next," I vowed fiercely, my hips driving deep into her heat.

I was not even remotely close to reaching my own finish yet, but the moment those words left my lips, Lan's entire body violently shuddered. Her internal muscles clamped down and tightened like a vice as a sudden, overwhelming climax hit her out of nowhere.

The immediate release thoroughly surprised me, but it also filled my masculine pride to the absolute brim.

While her body was still twitching and throbbing around me, I lowered my head to nibble hungrily on her sensitive C-cup nipples. Her pale skin felt incredibly soft to the touch and taste, a testament to how flawlessly an elite combat Master maintains her flesh.

As the physical aftershocks of her intense climax finally began to fade, her tight hold on my back loosened only a tiny bit as she realized I had not yet finished. A sudden flash of self-consciousness crossed her features, making her feel as though she were perhaps not very good at lovemaking for giving in so quickly.

I knew exactly what her insecure mind was thinking, so I leaned down to kiss her mouth, keeping up a slow, incredibly deep thrusting rhythm.

"You are perfect, I am only taking my time to not rush with you," I murmured reassuringly against her lips. "This feeling is one I don't want to forget, silly woman."

"Good..." she breathed out, her blue eyes clouding over with pleasure once more as she locked her legs back around my waist.

Soon enough, the heavy friction brought the familiar, white-hot urge to cum racing to the surface of my groin. And just like every single time I finish, I said absolutely nothing, choosing instead to lock my eyes directly onto hers to capture her expression.

With one final, maximum deep thrust that buried me completely to the root, I froze inside her, letting her inner belly accept the full explosion of my everything. Lan, who had experienced sex before in her past, had never once had her partner finish inside of her, leaving her both completely surprised and deeply happy.

"Don't leave me, my Lan. I am sure of you," I stated firmly, my body resting heavily over hers as the release centered us.

"My bed is your bed, and My Temple is your home," she replied, a soft, incredibly happy chuckle escaping her lips as she hugged my neck. "You are serious about me, aren't you, fufu. Can I become a mother? Suddenly, my mother's smile towards my father makes more sense to me."

"Having my children will make life hard in the future, so sorry about that," I joked lightly, though my eyes remained deadly serious. "How about one more time before resting? I really want to express my feelings..."

"Children? You mean, I can have more than one?" she gasped, her blue eyes widening in wonder at the prospect.

I smoothly rolled her body over onto her belly, lifting her hips off the mattress as I inserted myself straight back into her from a low doggy-style angle.

My driving length easily touched the sensitive entrance to her womb in one single go, making her back arch sharply.

With my powerful arms wrapped securely around her chest and stomach to hold her spine tight against me, I began to move with a heavy, unhurried rhythm, leaning down to speak right into her burning ear. "As many as you want..." I promised.

With her blue eyes looking back over her shoulder to lock onto mine, she gripped the white sheets with white-knuckled intensity. Her loud, echoing moans filled the dark bedroom, telling me with absolute certainty that she was thoroughly satisfied with my words...

Early the next morning, I woke up feeling a familiar, comfortable weight resting flat on my chest, accompanied by the sound of a woman softly humming an old China Empire folk song.

As Lan realized my eyes were open and I was fully waking up, a thoroughly smug, victorious smile spread across her face as she looked down into my bewildered expression. When I raised an eyebrow, my eyes silently asking why she looked so incredibly pleased with herself, she pointed a finger down at the mattress.

"Rick, I ended up sleeping on the right-side, with you, fufu. I win?!" she cheered playfully.

She was incredibly competitive about the most ridiculous things, wasn't she? But, if getting to sleep wrapped up with me all night was the grand price for her victory, I could easily concede to her pride just a little bit.

So, I decided to do exactly what an Emperor would do to a cheeky concubine.

Smack! I lifted my hand slightly and brought it down hard, leaving a nice, faint five-finger slap right across her exposed, bare butt cheek. She let out a sharp yelp of absolute surprise, her body jumping on top of me.

"AHH! Rick what was that for?!" she protested, her face flushing red as her hands came down to cover her backside.

"Your surprised face was so damn cute," I grinned, letting a teasing laugh slip out as I stretched my limbs. "Good morning my concubine, ha-ha."

Knock! Knock! Just as she was blushing furiously due to hearing the word cute leave my lips, a sharp rapping sound echoed against the heavy wood of the bedroom door.

[A detective wants to talk with Master Tang?] a maid's voice transmitted clearly through the barrier.

Lan instantly squinted her eyes in cold calculation, knowing with absolute certainty that one of Kim's idiot brothers had already tipped off the local police to cause trouble. She smoothly removed our lower connection from me, sliding out of the sheets to quickly stand up.

As the two of us threw on our silk robes to cover our bare skin, I called out to the waiting staff member outside. "Sure I am ready," I announced.

I walked over and opened the heavy door, revealing one of the house maids standing beside Mr. Smith, who was looking in an incredibly foul mood as he glared at the man standing next to him. The visitor was a local detective dressed in a casual button-down shirt with no jacket, displaying a shiny gold badge and a heavy service handgun clipped openly to his leather belt.

The officer stepped forward, assessing me with a sharp, professional gaze as he introduced himself.

"Hello Mr Tang, I am detective Ray Reynolds, and I would like to ask some questions," the man stated, his tone flat and official. "A few houses down, a young man was murdered and I have to look at the case from all angles."

"Come on in detective," I replied smoothly, waving a hand toward the living area couch to invite him inside. "Sure, sorry, I just woke up so excuse the lack of clothing."

Lan immediately walked over to take a seat on the edge of the mattress, instantly putting on a quiet, submissive servant act to play her role perfectly.

Big Rick deliberately followed the officer into the room, positioning his large frame so the local cop couldn't attempt to pull any underhanded or illegal intimidation tactics with a foreign Eurasian guest.

As the detective stepped fully into the room, the thick, unmistakable scent of a long, intense night of sex smacked both of the incoming men directly in the face. It almost seemed like Lan had intentionally orchestrated our morning layout to establish an unbreakable, biological alibi for me, a brilliant tactical move that I caught instantly.

"Sorry dad, didn't want you to see me like this in the morning, but..." I muttered, rubbing the back of my neck to feign embarrassment.

Actually, the moment Big Rick's eyes landed on the thoroughly disheveled, bare-legged Lan sitting on the sheets, his face split into a massive grin. He proudly gave me a sharp thumbs-up sign.

"I knocked up 5 blood sisters in one night, I won't judge you my boy," Big Rick laughed boisterously, his booming voice completely shattering the detective's serious aura. "You love Kimmy and that is all that matters, ha-ha!"

Yeah, he has my own twins beat by a landslide! Big Rick is an absolute legend in my personal book.

The detective, looking thoroughly uncomfortable with our sudden, boisterous harem chat, cleared his throat sharply and tried to redirect the conversation back to the investigation.

"Cough, Mr Tang, it is reported that you and Mr Ralph Colt are not on good terms in University," Detective Reynolds questioned, his eyes narrowing as he watched my posture. "Last night, he was found dead in his room. Well, you just happened to show up confidently at the same time, so do you know anything?"

My high-tier acting skills immediately kicked in, and I let my jaw drop slightly, injecting a tone of absolute, profound shock into my voice. "Murdered?! No way, he and I were on the same team together, and he is a strong fighter, no way he was murdered!" I protested, shaking my head in disbelief.

The detective was clearly trying to bait me, hoping I would accidentally slip up and reveal specific details about the exact way Ralph died or the layout of the crime scene. It was also completely obvious to me that one of Kim's two idiot brothers had called the police to drop the tip the exact moment they found the body.

"Well, we got a tip that said you hated him, so where were you last night?" Reynolds pushed, leaning forward to try and pressure me.

I pointed a finger directly toward the rumpled sheets of the mattress reeking of fresh sex, choosing to speak with absolute, unvarnished honesty about my location. "After dinner with the whole family, I tucked in my fiance Kim to bed, then came here to make love to my student," I answered smoothly, letting a small grin slip out. "And sorry about the smell, and don't worry, that is mayonnaise from a sandwich where you are sitting, I think?"

The detective cast his gaze down, spotting a dried, unknown white stain resting right on the fabric where he sat. He immediately stood straight up in absolute disgust, looking around the room as if he had just accidentally walked straight into a cheap whorehouse.

Yeah, I had intentionally guided dad to sit in a separate place we did not 'have sex' on, cough. But the real reason why I pulled this trick was to completely throw off the detective's psychological mojo.

My biological sister had worked as a professional detective for years in my past younger life, meaning I knew absolutely everything about interrogation tactics, and this local guy was being thoroughly outplayed.

"Well, if you want more questions, I can hire a team of lawyers to prove my innocence and then file charges of harassing a member of the Tang Clan over someone telling you baseless lies, just because they don't like me..." I threatened coldly, letting my voice drop to a serious, wealthy growl. "I am very rich, and hiring 20 of America's best lawyers, like Johnny Cochran, is no problem for me?"

The detective froze, his mind rapidly calculating the severe professional risk. He knew the anonymous tip came from the two playboy brothers of the Smith house and was probably just a petty personal vendetta.

If one of the brothers was the actual killer and was simply trying to pin the crime on the wealthy Tang brat, the entire police department would surely sink beneath a mountain of legal actions.

Desperate to get away and clean his pants, the detective quickly began backing toward the exit. "No need for all of that Mr Tang, I was just wanting to be thorough in investigating the possible murder," Detective Reynolds stated hastily, adjusting his gun belt. "I will get in touch with you if things change, good day..."

Big Rick stood by the door, trying his absolute best to hide the massive smile creeping onto his face as he saw how easily the entire matter had been settled. He turned to open the door for the officer.

"Detective, let me walk you out then," Big Rick offered boisterously.

Lan stood quietly at my side, watching the two men completely leave the hallway before she turned her eyes back toward the couch and spoke up. "That was Ranch dressing from my salad I snacked on..." she revealed, her lips twitching with a faint smile. "We only had sex in bed?"

I shrugged my shoulders carelessly, walking over to collapse onto the clean side of the sofa. "Yup, and your bad eating habit let me get off easy, good job Lan," I laughed, stretching my arms out.

"Rick, why do you act like a child sometimes?" Lan asked, looking at me with a mixture of amusement and curiosity.

I reached out, wrapping my palm around her slender waist to pull her down against my side as I flashed her a classic bad-boy grin.

"You know I am only 19 right? What, are you feeling like a cradle-robber, ha-ha!" I teased, before my expression turned a bit more reflective. "No seriously... I feel young at heart. I think life is too short to act like a fossil. Lan, will you let me act immature for a few years? I am not looking forward to my future where I need to always be gloomy?"

Lan remained quiet for a moment, realizing that my outer immaturity was simply the necessary calm before the upcoming global storm, thoroughly understanding my desire to enjoy the peace while it lasted. She gently lowered my hand from her waist, sliding it down until it rested flat over her firm, smooth butt cheek.

A playful grin spread across her face as she looked into my blue eyes. "Fine... for the next few years, act like a kid, but when the children get older, be serious," she stipulated softly. "In the meantime, I will act a bit immature with you, how is that?"

Since she had deliberately placed my hand right back on the exact spot where I had spanked her earlier, I rubbed the skin gently before giving her a firm nod of agreement. "With your changed mindset, I promise, in 5 or less years, you will be a Grandmaster, Lan," I vowed seriously, my tone full of genuine appreciation. "Thanks for understanding me."

Lan smoothly walked over to turn the lock on the bedroom door, before walking back to take my hand and pull me toward the adjoining bathroom.

"Rick, hurry up, we smell of Mayonnaise, let's clean up..." she instructed with a playful roll of her eyes.

And that was the official story of how Lan, my final lover, successfully came into my life to complete the circle.

No, I was entirely wrong about that conclusion. It seems my sweet Helen is still waiting out there for me to claim her...