The next morning, early.
Shen Qiang, who had been soundly sleeping while holding the Beautiful Demon Fox Chu Qing, was awakened by Chu Qing's ringing phone. He looked on in astonishment as Chu Qing quickly dressed and rushed out. A few minutes later, she returned.
She coyly placed a small box in front of Shen Qiang.
With a swift motion, he pulled the bashful Beautiful Demon Fox onto the bed.
Enfolding her delicate body in his arms, Shen Qiang chuckled, "What's this?"
"The Supreme Gold Card of Dinghao Hotel and Datong River,"
the Beautiful Demon Fox said coyly.
Shen Qiang frowned, "A VIP member card? What's got you so excited about this?"
"Take a look," the Beautiful Demon Fox Chu Qing, nestled against Shen Qiang's chest, coaxed with a playful voice, "This isn't just any ordinary member card."
Shen Qiang laughed and opened the box, then suddenly paused, "Pure gold?"
