Chapter 137: Do You Want to Be a Star?

Ji Mei and Chen Fang have engaged in intimate relations many times, each instance typically ending with Ji Mei physically exhausted and dehydrated. There is simply no helping it; Chen Fang’s energy is far too boundless. Ji Mei is always the one talking big, but she is also always the one begging for mercy. Often, Ji Mei will have fallen into a satisfied slumber, yet Chen Fang remains restless and eager for more. Thinking of this, Ji Mei feels a twinge of guilt. It is a problem indeed when one's man is in such peak physical condition.

Reading her thoughts through her surprised and bewildered expression, Chen Fang taps her on the head. "It’s not that kind of drug; it’s a beverage meant to restore stamina and vitality. It only has benefits for the body, with no downsides."

Hearing this, Ji Mei wraps her arms around Chen Fang's neck. "Every time I fall asleep, do you go to the bathroom to handle things yourself?"

Chen Fang is speechless. That is absurd! To think she would imagine him as someone like Pang Tong. Chen Fang never uses his hands—well, he hasn't since he turned twenty-five. That is the truth. "Daring to tease your man? Let's see how I deal with you!" The two begin to playfully wrestle.

To be honest, without Su Murou around, the air in the house feels much fresher. Ji Mei doesn't care much for makeup, and now that she is no longer working, she has even less need to wear it when going out. As a result, she is almost always bare-faced, and combined with Chen Fang’s diligent "cultivation," her skin is in excellent condition. Without the pollution of cosmetics, the home feels much more refreshing. Ever since Su Murou moved in, she has insisted on dressing up beautifully every day, to the point where Chen Fang could no longer smell Ji Mei’s natural scent, only the overwhelming fragrance of Su Murou’s skincare products. Indeed, this home has no room for a third party. Just the two of them is perfect.

Soon, their clothes are in disarray, practically discarded. Yet, this state of being half-dressed and half-revealed is the most alluring of all. Chen Fang’s throat feels dry. Ji Mei’s hands are restless, having already slipped inside his trousers. No, if this continues, he truly won't be able to hold back. Panting heavily, Chen Fang carries Ji Mei to the sofa and sheds his shirt, revealing a perfect set of eight-pack abs that makes Ji Mei’s gaze linger with desire.

"Behave! Drink this first, then I’ll go take a shower." Chen Fang wants to see how much the half-bottle of body-strengthening serum will transform her. Using Pang Tong as a benchmark, Ji Mei’s looks should improve significantly. Furthermore, her figure should become more balanced, perhaps even developing abdominal lines. Chen Fang is filled with anticipation. Most importantly, after consuming the serum, Ji Mei’s stamina will increase drastically; even if they were to engage in relations all night, it wouldn't be a burden on her, nor would she be left sleeping all the next day.

Ji Mei licks her alluring red lips. "Hungry? Let me make you something to eat." Chen Fang leans down to kiss her, and after several minutes of a romantic, lingering embrace, he smiles. "When I come out, I’ll start by eating this main course—you." Ji Mei playfully lifts the hem of her clothes, revealing a glimpse of purple lace. Goodness! Ji Mei is becoming more skilled by the day. Chen Fang absolutely loves it.

Ji Mei swallows the half-bottle of serum in one gulp and smacks her lips. What kind of drink is this? Why does it taste just like water? Seeing this, Chen Fang heads to the bathroom. The effects of the serum take time. Pang Tong required an entire night because his body was initially unhealthy, overweight, and prone to bad habits, but Ji Mei has no such issues and is already healthy, so it shouldn't take all night.

Watching Chen Fang head to the bathroom, Ji Mei first goes to the bedroom to pick out several seductive pieces of lingerie—disposable ones, specifically for Chen Fang to tear—before heading to the kitchen to cook. After preparing the meal, she feels a wave of heat wash over her, as if a fire is burning within. This won't do! She needs a cold shower. She rushes into the bathroom, strips off all her clothes, and joins Chen Fang.

Chen Fang is stunned. It isn't out of embarrassment—their bodies are already intimately familiar with each other—but he realizes that Ji Mei’s body feels like a small steamer, radiating intense heat. "Honey, are you alright?" Chen Fang holds her. Good heavens! She is even hotter than a man. Ji Mei only feels the heat without any other discomfort. "I’m just so hot, I want to rinse off with cold water."

Chen Fang wastes no time. After some effort, her body temperature finally stabilizes. Once she returns to normal, the shock in Chen Fang’s eyes is unmistakable. At this moment, Ji Mei is beautiful—unbelievably so! Even An Tinghan cannot compare to her now. If half a bottle of the serum caused such a massive change, what would happen if she drank a whole one?

"What are you looking at?" Ji Mei asks, feeling a bit strange. Is there something odd about her face? She is puzzled. Chen Fang’s hands are still cupping her generous curves. Ji Mei flushes slightly and taps his lower abdomen. "I have no energy left; help me up."

Chen Fang helps her to the mirror. Upon seeing her reflection, Ji Mei is stunned as well. After a long while, she touches her cheek, bewildered. "Is this my face?" She is more beautiful than a celebrity! She finds it hard to believe. Moreover, she feels as if her mind has cleared, as if some limitation has been lifted. Her ability to think and process problems is significantly sharper than before.

Chen Fang cannot explain the reason; after all, he had just made up a random excuse for Pang Tong. However, Ji Mei is easy to appease. Chen Fang whispers a few sweet nothings, and her attention shifts. They stand together, naked, in the living room. Chen Fang looks at her face and figure, lost in thought. With her current condition, working as a field director is a waste of her talent.

"Honey, have you ever thought about changing jobs?" Chen Fang asks. Change jobs? Ji Mei thinks for a moment. She is most skilled at being a field director, and with years of experience, it is a significant advantage; changing fields suddenly would be a disadvantage. However, if Chen Fang says so, he must have his reasons. "What kind of work do you think suits me?" she asks, playing with his hand.

Chen Fang coughs. With her current appearance and figure, he is ten thousand percent certain he can propel her to the position of a top-tier superstar. Purely as an idol, not relying on raw skill! Across the entire entertainment industry, it would be impossible to find a female artist with superior physical attributes.

"Do you want to be a star? Experience what it’s like to be a top-tier diva?"