Chapter 72: Take the Village Tyrant’s Delicate Wife

’Other services?’

Hearing Huang Qi’s question, the corner of Yang Xun’s mouth twitched upward as he sneered inwardly.

He had thought it would take some effort to conquer Huang Qi, but he never expected that right after the private care session, the woman would offer herself up on a silver platter.

’Just as I thought. That 265-pound pig Xie Haitao has left his wife completely pent-up.’

However, Yang Xun didn’t agree right away.

He knew that the easier something was to get, the less it was valued.

To squeeze more out of Huang Qi, he had to make her raise the price herself.

"There are no other services."

Yang Xun shook his head, his voice flat and his demeanor strictly professional. "My boss only scheduled me for this one job. I leave as soon as it’s done."

With that, he pushed her hand away, sat up on the bed, and bent over to pick up his pants from the floor.

"Wait!"

Huang Qi lunged, grabbing Yang Xun’s arm in a death grip.

Yang Xun frowned and turned to look at Huang Qi, feigning confusion. "Ma’am, what is the meaning of this?"

Huang Qi bit her bright red lipsticked lip, her eyes filled with reluctance. She whined coquettishly, "Oh, come on, are you sure there are no other services? Can’t you bend the rules a little?"

"There aren’t."

Yang Xun spread his hands helplessly and sighed. "My boss only assigned me this one job, and my commission is only a few hundred yuan..."

"A few hundred?"

Huang Qi froze for a second.

Hearing that, she instantly understood everything.

’The boss’s commission is pitifully low, which means... this man needs money, right?’

’And men who need money are the easiest to handle.’

A glint flashed in Huang Qi’s eyes. She immediately sat up straight, leaned close to Yang Xun, her voice turning coy and sweet. "The private care was your boss’s job for you, but you can take on freelance work! If you’re willing, I can pay you. Just name your price!"

Her slender fingers traced light circles on his firm arm, her voice growing softer. "I’ve already spent over a hundred thousand yuan. What’s a little more?"

’She took the bait!’

Seeing this, Yang Xun was secretly thrilled.

He had deliberately put on a high-and-mighty, reserved act precisely to make Huang Qi raise the price herself.

’This woman has been pent-up for so many years by that fat pig Xie Haitao. Now that she’s finally found a man who can make her gush, how could she possibly let him go?’

On the surface, however, Yang Xun remained impassive. He feigned hesitation. "Well... what kind of service did you have in mind?"

"What do you think, handsome?~"

Huang Qi’s eyes lit up instantly. She reached out with a slender hand, nails painted wine-red, and once again grasped Yang Xun’s terrifying behemoth. Her five fingers closed around it and slowly began to stroke.

’What a little slut!’

Yang Xun sneered inwardly, but his face showed a troubled expression. He shook his head repeatedly. "No, no way. My boss doesn’t allow me to take this kind of work. If I get caught, I’m finished. I can’t do it!"

"You silly boy!"

Huang Qi grew frantic. She threw her arms around Yang Xun’s, pressing her two full, soft peaks tightly against his arm as she whined, "You just don’t have to tell your boss! It’ll be our little secret. She’s not going to come and check, so what are you afraid of?"

"No, what if I’m discovered..."

Yang Xun kept shaking his head, his face a mask of resolve.

"Then how much did your boss pay you for this house call for private care?"

Huang Qi was getting desperate and cut straight to the point.

"Twenty thousand." Yang Xun held up two fingers.

Without a second thought, Huang Qi blurted out, "I’ll give you fifty thousand!!"

’Holy shit!’

Hearing that number, Yang Xun almost lost his composure; the expression on his face nearly cracked.

’Fifty thousand!!’

’Fifty thousand just for one time?’

’Just how rich is this woman?’

But on second thought, Yang Xun relaxed. Xie Haitao’s father, Xie Guoqiang, had been the village chief for over a decade, ruling Xiaoxie Village with an iron fist.

Plus, Huang Qi ran the "Heaven on Earth" massage parlor. The profits from those shady special services were probably no less than a million a year.

’Looks like the Xie Family father and son have made quite a fortune!’

"Oh, it’s not about the money... I really can’t take this kind of job!!"

Yang Xun stopped overthinking it. He reached out his right hand, his fingertips lightly brushing the inside of Huang Qi’s thigh, teasingly sliding upward.

His fingers grazed the most hidden edge, a barely-there touch.

"Nnngh~~"

Huang Qi trembled all over, her breathing suddenly ragged.

The memory of the extreme pleasure from the private care just moments ago still lingered in her body. Now, as Yang Xun’s fingers touched that spot again, it was like lighting a fuse. The flames of her desire instantly roared back to life.

"Sixty thousand! I’ll give you sixty thousand!!"

Huang Qi gritted her teeth, her almond-shaped eyes red, her voice strained. "If that’s still not enough... then forget it! I’ll find someone else!"

As she spoke the last four words, her tone clearly held a hint of pique.

Yang Xun laughed inwardly. He knew this negotiation tactic all too well.

’Find someone else? Just an empty threat!’

’After experiencing that kind of ultimate pleasure, how could Huang Qi possibly go looking for another man?’

’Those ordinary men couldn’t even satisfy her on a basic level, let alone make her gush.’

However, seeing the genuine anger in her tone, Yang Xun knew the time was right.

’If I refuse again, this whole thing might really go down the drain.’

"Fine."

Yang Xun let out a long sigh, looking as if he were reluctantly giving in. "Then... just once."

The moment he finished speaking, a brilliant smile blossomed on Huang Qi’s seductive face, like the sun breaking through the clouds.

However, before she could say a word, Yang Xun made his move.

He grabbed the backs of her knees and wrenched them apart.

"Ah!!"

Huang Qi cried out as her legs were forced open and she fell back onto the bed.

The next second, Yang Xun thrust forward without warning, burying himself to the hilt.

"AHHH!!!"

Huang Qi let out a blood-curdling scream, her hands clutching the velvet sheets so tightly her fingers nearly tore them apart.

’So big!!’

’It’s... it’s too big!!’

The feeling of being completely filled, stretched to the limit, was like a heavy hammer slamming into the depths of her soul, shattering her consciousness to pieces.

The difference between Xie Haitao’s little toothpick and this rolling pin in front of her wasn’t just a thousandfold, but ten thousandfold.

Yang Xun gave her no chance to breathe, his hips moving wildly like a perpetual motion machine.

Every thrust carried the vast True Qi of the Second Layer of the Qi Refining Realm, making his power ferocious to the extreme.

At the same time, he silently activated the Yin Yang Dragon and Phoenix Technique, continuously drawing the Primordial Yin Qi released from Huang Qi’s body into his Dantian.

Although Huang Qi was not a virgin and the concentration of her Primordial Yin Qi was far less than Xu Qian’s, its quantity was abundant.

This woman had been suppressed by Xie Haitao for too many years. The Primordial Yin Qi accumulated in her body was like a volcano on the verge of eruption; once triggered, it gushed out endlessly.

Yang Xun thrust wildly while greedily absorbing it.

The True Qi in his Dantian was growing at a visible rate, the warm cyclone of energy snowballing, getting larger and larger.

’There’s so much of it!!’

Yang Xun was secretly overjoyed. ’Maybe, just maybe, by absorbing Huang Qi’s Primordial Yin Qi, I can break through to the Third Layer of the Qi Cultivation Realm!’

At this thought, he began to thrust even harder!

"Ah... too... too rough... slow down... I’m begging you..."

Huang Qi’s voice was intermittent. Her legs wrapped uncontrollably around Yang Xun’s waist, her whole body like a small boat tossed violently in a stormy sea.

The frantic assault continued for over twenty minutes.

During those twenty-plus minutes, Huang Qi climaxed twice, each time accompanied by a powerful gush that had long since soaked the velvet sheets on the waterbed.

Seeing that Huang Qi was about to pass out, Yang Xun finally paused his movements to give her some time to rest.

’The truly insane battle is yet to come!’

’Today, I’m going to fuck this slut into oblivion!’

HUFF... HUFF... HUFF...

Huang Qi lay limp on the waterbed, like a puddle of melted ice cream. She was drenched from head to toe, panting heavily, her almond-shaped eyes completely glazed over.

’Amazing!!’

’That was just too amazing. In my entire life, I have never felt anything so good.’

’So this is what a woman’s happiness feels like!!’

"Handsome..."

After recovering for a while, Huang Qi regained some awareness. She turned her head, her almond eyes staring at the mask on Yang Xun’s face, full of curiosity. She cooed, "We’ve already... done this... can’t you let me see what you look like?"

"The rules can’t be broken."

Yang Xun shook his head, his tone indifferent.

"Hmph!"

Huang Qi pouted in dissatisfaction. Then, her eyes shifted, and a sly smile appeared on her lips. "How about this: if you take off your mask and let me have a look, I’ll give you an extra ten thousand yuan."

’Rich people are so capricious!’

A playful arc slowly formed on Yang Xun’s lips. "Miss Huang, you’re the one who said it. As long as I take off my mask, you’ll give me ten thousand yuan!"

"My word is my bond!"

Huang Qi nodded emphatically, being incredibly direct.

"Alright!"

The moment the word left his mouth, Yang Xun raised his right hand, placed his fingertips on the edge of the mask, and slowly took the silver-white mask off...