24 Your Approach is Too Extreme (3000 Words, Please Follow)

The next morning, Le Cheng sat on the living room sofa with his legs crossed, eating fried eggs, drinking coffee, and browsing on a tablet.

The eggs were fried by Elena, the coffee was brewed by Elena, the tablet was also Elena's, and even the clothes he was wearing now were bought for him by Elena.

Even so, Le Cheng didn't feel like he was mooching off a woman; at most, he was just being kept.

What Le Cheng admired most about European and American women was their abundant physical energy and vigor. No matter what they did the previous night, they would be as ferocious as a dragon and a tiger once they woke up after a sleep. Sure enough, Elena, who had been exhausted until three in the morning last night, got up even earlier than he did today. Even his breakfast was ready when he got out of bed.

"Indeed, the eggs fried by my big sister are the tastiest."