Chapter 194: A Female High School Classmate’s Request

’As I thought!’

Hearing her words, Yang Xun understood everything in an instant. This girl had planned this all along, just as he’d expected. This was the real reason she had suddenly become so forward.

However, he wasn’t angry. On the contrary, he appeared perfectly calm. Leaning back against his seat, he looked at Yue Feifei’s slightly flushed face and asked with a smile, "Go on, what’s your condition? As long as it’s something I can do, I won’t refuse."

Yue Feifei bit her lip, seemingly finding it hard to say. But she took a deep breath and finally spoke. "I want to ask you... to pretend to be my boyfriend, to deal with my mom."

"Pretend to be your boyfriend?"

Yang Xun was stunned for a moment.

"Yes."

Yue Feifei sighed, a helpless, bitter smile on her face. "You know my age. My mom is pushing me to get married way too hard. She’s constantly setting me up on blind dates and bombarding me with phone calls. It’s seriously affecting my mental state, to the point where I can barely live my life or do my job. I have no other choice but to resort to this dirty trick—find someone to pose as my boyfriend to fool her and get her off my back for a while."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xun gave Yue Feifei a surprised look.

He originally thought this girl, who had gone to such lengths—even using something like this as a bargaining chip—would make some outrageous demand. He never expected it to be something like this.

’Pretending to be a beautiful woman’s boyfriend?’

’How is that a chore? It’s a dream job!’

’It’s the kind of opportunity others couldn’t even beg for. Not only do I get to have a beautiful girlfriend for a while and enjoy the experience, but it’s also incredibly satisfying.’

Without any hesitation, Yang Xun immediately agreed, patting his chest and saying, "No problem! It’s just dealing with your parents. That’s simple. Tell me, what do your parents usually like? Or are there any topics I should avoid? Let me know in advance, and I’ll definitely put on a good performance. I’ll play this boyfriend role flawlessly."

However, upon hearing this, Yue Feifei gently shook her head, her eyes dimming slightly. "It’s just my mother. My father... has already passed away."

At these words, the smile on Yang Xun’s face froze. His expression turned awkward, and he immediately apologized. "I’m sorry, Feifei. I didn’t know your father had..."

"It’s okay."

Yue Feifei shook her head, forcing a relieved smile. "It’s been so many years. I got over the grief a long time ago. Now it’s just my mom and me, depending on each other. That’s why I don’t want her to worry about me all the time."

Seeing Yue Feifei’s strong facade, Yang Xun couldn’t help but feel a twinge of pity. He nodded solemnly and promised, "Don’t worry. When the time comes, I’ll cooperate with you completely and help you solve this marriage pressure problem for good."

"Thank you, Yang Xun."

Yue Feifei looked at him gratefully, her eyes filled with sincerity.

"Hey, we’re old classmates. No need for so many thanks."

Yang Xun waved his hand dismissively. Then, his tone shifted as he glanced down with a fiery gaze and a wicked grin. "As long as you keep your promise now and help me put out this fire..."

As he spoke, he pointed down at the thing that was pent-up and about to explode.

"Pfft!"

Following his finger with her eyes, Yue Feifei burst out laughing.

She shot Yang Xun a playful glare, a shy blush creeping onto her cheeks. But this time, she didn’t shrink back. Instead, she reached out her small, fair, and soft hand, wrapped it around the scorching hard object again, and began to gently play with it, tending to it.

As her warm, soft hand enveloped him again, Yang Xun sucked in a sharp breath of pleasure.

But he was already truly aroused, and stimulation of this level, just from her hand, was clearly not enough to satisfy him anymore.

After she played with him for a moment, Yang Xun grew impatient and couldn’t help urging her, "Come on, Feifei, stop using your hand. Use your mouth already. I’m about to go crazy."

"Look at how desperate you are. It’s like you haven’t seen a woman in centuries."

Yue Feifei rolled her eyes at him irritably.

Despite her words, under Yang Xun’s expectant gaze, Yue Feifei slowly lowered her head, parted her rosy, sensual lips, and gradually moved closer.

When that warm, soft sensation returned, Yang Xun’s whole body shuddered violently, and he couldn’t help but let out a sigh of pleasure.

Watching his dashing high school classmate from all those years ago now docilely kneeling between his legs, taking him into her mouth, Yang Xun felt an intense sense of unreality in addition to his excitement.

’This was the aloof top student who wouldn’t even hold a boy’s hand back then!’

But the constant, exquisite pleasure was a very real reminder that this was all happening.

He simply closed his eyes, relaxed completely, and abandoned himself to the enjoyment.

It had to be said, this was the second time Yue Feifei had used her mouth on him, and her technique was clearly much more skilled than the first time in the casino lounge.

Although she was still a bit clumsy, she already knew how to avoid scraping him with her teeth. The wrap of her lips was tighter, and the tip of her tongue would occasionally, awkwardly, join in. That combination of gentleness and earnest effort to please made the wicked fire inside Yang Xun burn hotter and hotter.

The car was uncannily quiet, with only the sound of their slightly heavy breathing and the blush-inducing noises of swallowing.

However, twenty minutes passed.

As a Qi Refining Fifth Layer Cultivator, Yang Xun’s physique had long surpassed that of an ordinary person, and his stamina was simply monstrous.

For him, these twenty minutes of stimulation were like foreplay. While it felt good, he was still far from finishing.

But Yue Feifei couldn’t take it anymore.

She felt as if her mouth was so sore it was about to go numb. The muscles in her cheeks ached, and even her tongue was tingling.

She released him, lifted her head, and panted heavily. Glaring at Yang Xun resentfully, she urged him in a slurred voice, "You... how come you haven’t come yet? My mouth is killing me. Is there something wrong with you? Why are you taking so long!"

"Can you blame me for that? Is it my fault I’m in good shape?"

Yang Xun spread his hands with an innocent look. Then, his eyes darted around as a bold idea suddenly popped into his head.

He looked out the window at the pitch-black abandoned factory, a wicked smile playing on his lips. Leaning close to Yue Feifei’s ear, he whispered a suggestion:

"Feifei, it’s too cramped in the car. I can’t really get into it, and it’s not stimulating enough. That’s why I can’t finish. Why don’t we... get out and go outside? The air is better out there, and doing it in an open space like that will definitely be more exciting. Maybe I’ll be able to come quickly then."

"What? Get out? Go outside?!"

Yue Feifei’s eyes went wide the moment she heard him. She shook her head like a drum rattle and decisively refused. "No! Absolutely not! Doing this kind of thing outside in the middle of the night is too perverted! What if someone sees us? I’m not going!"

"Come on, it’s an abandoned warehouse in the middle of nowhere. Not even a ghost would show up here in the dead of night. Who’s going to see us?"

Yang Xun started pestering her relentlessly, grabbing her arms and shaking them. "Come on, Feifei, just do this for me. You don’t want to be stuck here all night, do you? Let’s go outside for a little more excitement. I promise it’ll be over quickly, okay?"

"You... you’re such a pervert!"

Yue Feifei cursed, her face red.

But between Yang Xun’s wheedling and his various promises, plus the fact that her mouth was unbearably sore and she wanted to end the torture sooner, she finally gritted her teeth, blushed, and agreed.

"Just this once! If you still don’t come, I’m done!"

Yue Feifei warned, puffing her cheeks in frustration.

"Don’t worry, don’t worry! I promise I’ll make it quick!"

Overjoyed, Yang Xun quickly pushed open the car door and pulled Yue Feifei out.

Inside the abandoned factory at night, it was pitch-black. Only a few cold slivers of moonlight filtered through the broken windows, barely illuminating a small patch of open ground. It was eerily quiet all around, with only the occasional gust of wind making a low, moaning sound.

In this open environment where someone could appear at any moment, the intense thrill made both of their hearts pound faster.

"Hurry up..."

Yue Feifei glanced around nervously, feeling incredibly guilty and anxious. She quickly squatted down in front of Yang Xun.

In the faint moonlight, watching Yue Feifei’s delicate face bobbing before him, Yang Xun felt a rush of hot blood go straight to his head.

’Sure enough, after changing the environment, the thrill increased exponentially.’

Yang Xun placed his hands lightly on the back of Yue Feifei’s head, his breathing growing heavier and heavier.

Yue Feifei also sensed the change in Yang Xun and, enduring the soreness in her mouth, quickened her pace.

In this intensely stimulating atmosphere, after a few minutes, Yang Xun finally felt himself reaching the tipping point.

"Feifei, I’m... I’m about to come!"

Yang Xun’s muscles tensed all over, and a low growl escaped his throat.

Hearing this, Yue Feifei felt a jolt of joy. ’It’s finally over!’

She sensed Yang Xun was about to erupt and instinctively wanted to pull away and spit it out.

However, just as she was about to pull back, Yang Xun suddenly pressed down with both hands, pinning her head firmly. He forced her tightly against him, giving her no chance to escape.

"Mmph... mmph..."

Yue Feifei’s eyes widened in terror, and muffled whimpers of protest came from her mouth.

But in the next second, a scalding torrent, like a volcanic eruption, shot out with incredible force, emptying completely into the depths of her throat...