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“Easy come, easy go, what’s there to fear?”

Greg chuckled to comfort her, then took the two sisters out for a meal before driving to Misty Mountain.

The three of them had already booked a room online.

Once they arrived, the sisters went back to their room, leaving Greg alone to handle the check-in with photos of their IDs.

Just then, a tall and pretty woman walked in.

“Is it you?”

“Is it you!”

Both exclaimed in surprise at the same time; it turned out to be Taylor Ware.

Greg felt a bit guilty and instinctively took a step back.

But Taylor didn’t show the anticipated anger; instead, she looked him over with interest and smirked, “Thankyou for curing my dad’s illness. Let’s forget about last time; consider it a thankyou, letting you take advantage of me.”

“I took advantage?”

“What, you still don’t want to admit it?”

Taylor’s expression suddenly darkened.

She had never been so intimate with another man before, and yet she had slept in his arms for a night.

And now this guy actually had the nerve to deny it!

“I admit it, okay? I admit it. Happy now?”

“What do you mean, ‘Happy now’? You sound pretty reluctant!”

Not wanting Lois to misunderstand, Greg quickly raised his hands and said,

“I’m willing, a hundred times willing.”

“That’s more like it.”

Taylor glanced at him and asked coldly, “What are you doing here?

“I’m out having fun with my girlfriend,” Greg replied.

So he does have a girlfriend now?

Taylor frowned and fell silent, proceeding to the front desk to start her check-in process.

Since there were three in Greg’s party, their check-in took longer, allowing

Taylor, who arrived later, to finish first.

She gave Greg a look and huffed before heading to her room, not expecting

Greg to quickly follow her.

Annoyed, Taylor stopped and turned around to confront him coldly, “Why are

you following me?”

Greg gave her a puzzled look and pointed to the room next door, “Sorry, I’m staying in this room.”

After saying that, he opened the door and went inside.

Taylor’s face flushed rapidly, and she stared at the door that had already closed, stomped her foot in frustration, and then entered the adjacent room.

“Such bad luck, to be staying next to this LSP!”

She considered changing rooms but then thought better of it; changing rooms would just show she cared about the situation.

In the next room, Greg heard laughter coming from outside the balcony and shook his head.

It was a good thing he went to check in alone; if Lois had been with him, even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn’t clean the misunderstanding.

They booked a double suite, which included two rooms that shared a small courtyard.

In the courtyard was an outdoor hot spring pool, and the facilities were separate for each room.

Greg took off his clothes, changed into a pair of swim trunks, put on a long bathrobe over them, and stepped out of the room with a bath towel in hand.

The courtyard was neat, with a hot spring pool in the middle, marble tiles on the ground beside it, and high walls around it for great privacy.

There were also various plants in the corners, adding some wild charm to the petite courtyard.

The steam rising from the hot spring added a layer of charm to the quaint setting.

Lois and her sister, Snow, sat in the hot spring, their snow-white shoulders exposed, with assorted fruits and a bottle of red wine chilled in ice beside the pool.

Greg couldn’t help but sigh to himself.

True to its reputation as a famous resort, the amenities were lavish; just this courtyard alone was enough for enjoyment.

“Brother’s here.”

Upon seeing Greg, Snow excitedly stood up.

With a whoosh, the snow-white bath towel instantly slid off, revealing the outfit underneath.

Greg Jensen caught a glimpse and his heartbeat immediately accelerated.

The girl might not have much in the way of assets, but that sure didn’t stop her from wearing so little.

A proper bikini and nothing more!

And it was even in Greg’s favorite color—black!

Who could withstand that?

“Um… I forgot my cigarettes, I’m going in to get them.

Greg Jensen found himself unable to move, said this, then immediately turned around and ran into the room as fast as lightning.

The next second, peals of silvery laughter echoed through the courtyard.

“Sis, do you think Brother Greg likes me?”

“Hmm, probably.”

Lois Abbott said, holding back her laughter.

Although Greg Jensen ran fast, he could not avoid Lois Abbott’s gaze on that awkward moment.

However, who started the whole thing was not known.

After a long while, Greg Jensen, reciting the Ice Heart Formula to himself, walked back out.

Upon seeing him, Taylor Ware wanted to get up and tease him, but Lois Abbott pulled her back.

Greg Jensen stepped into the warm spring, sitting opposite the two girls.

Lois Abbott timely poured a glass of red wine and said with a smile, “Try this, it’s from home, my dad’s collection.”

“Haha, I should definitely give it a taste.”

Greg Jensen smiled, took the glass, and after a sip, felt a cool sensation flowing down his throat.

Hot on the outside and cool on the inside, he felt incredibly refreshed, his pores opening up.

“Indeed, it’s not bad,” Greg Jensen said sincerely.

Taylor Ware also picked up her glass and said in a toast, “Brother Greg, cheers.”

“Yeah, cheers.”

“You two drink slowly.”

Watching them down their drinks in one go, Lois Abbott couldn’t help but remind them, while she herself picked up her glass and drank as well.

The three of them ate fruit, soaked in the warm springs, and drank wine.

Before long, a bottle of red wine was empty.

Greg Jensen was still fine, not drunk at all, but Lois Abbott and Taylor Ware were starting to show signs of drunkenness.

Both their little cheeks were flushed, and their eyes slightly squinted.

Not yet satisfied, Lois Abbott made a call to the front desk and had another bottle sent over.

After the second bottle of wine, she was completely done, mumbling “I can’t do it anymore,” and staggered back to her room to sleep.

Greg Jensen glanced at Lois Abbott’s retreating figure and said to Taylor Ware, “Taylor, you should also go to sleep, we still have to climb the mountain tomorrow.”

“Sure, but only if Brother Greg stays with me.”

“Stop messing around.”

Greg Jensen couldn’t help but feel a bit panicked inside.

Taylor Ware, seeing his embarrassed expression, couldn’t stop giggling and pointed at Greg Jensen, “Silly brother, you have the desire but not the nerve.” “Don’t talk nonsense, I don’t even dare to entertain the thought,” Greg Jensen said with self-deprecating laughter. “Alright, hurry and go to bed, you’ve had too much to drink.”

“No, if Brother Greg doesn’t accompany me, I won’t go.”

“You little…”

Before Greg Jensen could finish his sentence, Taylor Ware had already moved closer, wrapping her arms around his arm and resting her little head on his shoulder.

Greg Jensen’s muscles tensed instantly, and he got nervous, his voice trembling, “Stop it, let go quickly, what if your sister sees us?”

“It’s okay, my sis is drunk; she’s asleep and won’t see.”

“That’s still not okay!”