Chapter 71: Handsome, Are There Any Other Services?

’How brazen!’

Yang Xun marveled to himself when he heard her say, "Drop your pants so I can inspect the goods."

He never would have guessed Huang Qi was this shameless!

Just last night in the courtyard, the woman had acted so high and mighty, her face full of disgust, as if even looking at him was a waste of her time.

And now?

The next thing he knew, she’d dropped 180,000 in a livestream to book a man for a house call.

Now she was ordering him to drop his pants for an inspection. Xie Haitao probably couldn’t imagine this side of her even in his wildest dreams, could he?

Then again, it was no wonder. Considering Xie Haitao’s looks—five-foot-five and two hundred and sixty-five pounds—the man was practically a human meatball. It would be a miracle if Huang Qi had ever been satisfied after all those years with him!

’Since that’s the case, then let me satisfy you, you little slut!’

At that thought, the corners of Yang Xun’s mouth turned up slightly. Without any coyness, he unbuckled his belt and, in a few swift motions, dropped his pants below his knees.

THWAP!!

The moment that terrifying behemoth sprang out, the very air in the office seemed to freeze.

BOOM!!

Huang Qi froze completely, as if her pressure points had been struck.

Her phoenix eyes flew wide open and her mouth formed a perfect ’O’. The calm, alluring expression on her face vanished instantly, replaced by sheer shock and disbelief.

She had seen it several times on the livestream, and each time she had been stunned by its terrifying size.

But seeing it through a screen and seeing it in the flesh were two completely different things!

The visual impact on screen wasn’t even a tenth of the real thing!

This behemoth, now so close, was as menacing and terrifying as an unsheathed greatsword. It radiated a scorching heat, and the overwhelming wave of masculine pheromones instantly blasted her mind into a complete blank.

’Oh my god!’

’Is... is a size like this even humanly possible??’

GULP!!

Huang Qi subconsciously swallowed hard, her throat bobbing. Her phoenix eyes were glued to the menacing member, filled with greed and desire.

"Do you believe me now?"

Seeing her stunned, Yang Xun’s lips curled into a smug grin. He asked in a husky voice,

"I believe you, I believe you!"

Huang Qi nodded repeatedly as if waking from a dream and said, "Come with me. It’s not convenient in the office!"

With that, she took a deep breath, forcibly tearing her gaze away from Yang Xun’s breathtaking asset. She strode out of the office on her silver high heels, leading him down the hallway to a secluded room at the very end.

As she pushed open the door, a scent of mixed essential oils and incense washed over them.

The room wasn’t large, but it was decorated to be extremely private.

Warm yellow sconces cast an amorous glow. In the center of the room was a wide massage bed covered with a white silk sheet.

Shelves nearby were filled with all sorts of essential oils and lubricants.

The windows were completely covered by heavy blackout curtains, not letting in even a sliver of light.

This was the private suite at "Elysium" for special services.

"Lie down," Huang Qi said, pointing to the waterbed, her phoenix eyes narrowing slightly.

Yang Xun didn’t waste words. He walked over confidently and lay down on the waterbed.

Huang Qi closed the door, locked it behind her, and walked to the bedside on her high heels before slowly lying down as well.

The waterbed swayed gently with her movements, its wave-like ripples carrying an indescribable intimacy.

"Let’s begin."

Huang Qi lay on her back, her phoenix eyes staring at the ceiling, her voice tinged with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

Yang Xun turned onto his side and slowly reached out his right hand, his fingertips gently resting on the edge of Huang Qi’s tight leather skirt.

He wasn’t hasty. Instead, he followed the pathways of the Dragon and Phoenix Immortal Hand, guiding the True Qi from his Dantian to his fingertips and slowly infusing it.

"Nghh~~~"

The moment his fingertips touched her most private spot, Huang Qi’s entire body shuddered violently. Her hands subconsciously clenched the silk sheet, and her phoenix eyes snapped wide open.

The corners of Yang Xun’s mouth lifted slightly as his fingers began to move, slowly kneading her according to the specific techniques of the Dragon and Phoenix Immortal Hand.

The True Qi seeped in from his fingertips like a warm spring, precisely stimulating every key acupoint. Everywhere it passed, her sensitivity was amplified more than tenfold.

"Ah... what... what is this feeling..."

Huang Qi’s body began to tremble uncontrollably. A deep flush spread across her beautiful face, her lips parted slightly, and her breathing grew increasingly ragged.

Seeing this, Yang Xun inwardly cheered with satisfaction!

Even though it wasn’t the real deal, fingering Xie Haitao’s wife felt absolutely exhilarating!

’You bitch. Last night, you were so high and mighty, like some untouchable goddess, looking at me with such disgust!’

’And now?’

’You’re lying under me, trembling all over as my fingers play with you. That arrogant look of yours is long gone!’

The thought gave Yang Xun a thrill no less intense than actual intercourse—it was even more stimulating!

’This is the village tyrant’s woman!’

’If Xie Haitao knew his wife was being serviced to the point of ecstasy by my fingers, he’d probably have a brain hemorrhage on the spot!’

The True Qi flowed continuously from his fingers, the pressure and rhythm constantly changing—sometimes as gentle as a spring breeze caressing a willow, other times as fierce as a sudden storm.

"Ahhh... It’s... it’s too good..."

Huang Qi’s legs began to clench and release uncontrollably. Her entire body spasmed as if electrocuted, her exquisite face a mask of ultimate pleasure.

"I can’t take it! I... I’m going to... AHHHH!!!"

About four or five minutes later, Huang Qi let out a blood-curdling scream. Her whole body arched up violently, her hands gripping the silk sheet for dear life as she trembled intensely.

The next second!

A searing hot stream erupted from her like a faucet turned on full blast!

The volume was staggering!

Several times more forceful than Xu Qian’s!

The hot fluid sprayed onto Yang Xun’s arm, scalding hot. A large patch of the silk sheet on the waterbed was instantly soaked, and some of it even splashed onto the floor beside it.

’That was intense!’

’Like a fire hose!’

Even Yang Xun was shocked by the force of the spray, clicking his tongue in amazement.

Huang Qi collapsed onto the waterbed, completely limp and drenched, panting heavily. Her phoenix eyes were completely unfocused, and she looked as if she had just been pulled out of the water.

’I never would have imagined it!’

When she saw Xu Qian squirting on the livestream, she had assumed it was an act. How could a man make a woman react like that with just his fingers?

Only now, after experiencing it for herself, did she know it was all real!!

And it was ten thousand times more intense than what she had seen!

That ultimate pleasure, exploding from the deepest part of her being, felt as if her very soul was being ripped from her body. It was a peak she had never experienced in her twenty-plus years of life!

That fat pig Xie Haitao... forget making her squirt, he couldn’t even provide the most basic satisfaction. Every time, she would just pretend to go along with it for a few minutes before it ended hastily.

But this masked man before her, with just a single finger, had sent her to an unprecedented summit of ecstasy!

After a long while, Huang Qi finally regained some of her senses.

Just then, her gaze inadvertently drifted down to Yang Xun’s lower body, and an uncontrollable impulse surged through her.

She bit her lip, and as if possessed, her slender fingers reached out and gently wrapped around it.

*HISS!*

The moment she truly held it in her palm, Huang Qi felt her scalp tingle!

Her five fingers couldn’t even close around it!

It was appallingly thick, and its searing heat transferred through her palm, making it burn.

An image of Xie Haitao’s pathetic little thing involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

She could wrap two fingers completely around his. Compared to the one in her palm now, it was the difference between a toothpick and a rolling pin!

No, it was the difference between a toothpick and a pillar!

"Handsome..."

Huang Qi’s eyes filled with desire. Her voice was so seductively sweet it could melt bones. Her slender fingers caressed the behemoth as she asked, word by word, "Besides intimate care... do you offer other services?"