Chapter 212: Ripping Off the Band-Aid

As a doctor, Chen Erbao knew it was better to rip the band-aid off. He wrapped Zhao Ruoying's legs around his waist, grabbed her wrist, and yanked her into his arms!

The sharp tip broke through layers of soft resistance, piercing her to the soul!

Zhao Ruoying couldn't even finish her sentence. An immense pressure suddenly assaulted her from below, making her instinctively throw her head back and open her mouth wide.

Chen Erbao began to stir a storm within her. One hand slipped between her red lips, toying with her helpless little tongue, and then he began to slowly pull back.

Once he'd withdrawn to the entrance, he lunged forward again.

"SQUELCH!"

"Ah..."

"SQUELCH!"

"Ah..."

After a few such cycles, Zhao Ruoying's chest bucked upwards in rhythm. Her whole body seemed to be impaled on a terrifying spear. The whites of her eyes showed as her entire body began to tremble.

Hard and fast, then slow and gentle. This was Chen Erbao's standard approach.

Seeing that Zhao Ruoying could no longer take it, he began the second phase, gently pushing his massive member, slowly moving in and out.

With his assault slowed, Zhao Ruoying finally had a chance to breathe. Her beautiful eyes looked at Chen Erbao reproachfully. "I told you to go slow..."

"You don't like it?"

Zhao Ruoying's words were defiant, but her body was honest. She proactively lifted her pale hips, meeting Chen Erbao's thrusts.

The long spear slowly withdrew and then plunged deep again. The folds of her flesh rubbed against his sensitive tip, driving her wild with need.

"Er Bao..."

She called out softly, unable to stop herself from wriggling her hips.

Chen Erbao played dumb. "What is it?"

Zhao Ruoying wrapped her legs around Chen Erbao's back and pulled him in forcefully, making the long spear plunge to the very bottom. Her eyes half-closed as she moaned, "You can... go faster..."

"Faster what?"

Chen Erbao wanted to tease her, so he continued his slow, grinding pace.

Zhao Ruoying knew Chen Erbao was teasing her, so she simply turned her head away and ignored him.

Chen Erbao knew she was too shy to say anything more direct. He no longer hesitated. Grasping Zhao Ruoying's slender waist with both hands, he gently withdrew to the entrance.

Zhao Ruoying also knew what was coming next. She quickly propped her small hands on the table behind her, bracing herself.

"SQUELCH!"

His hips and legs moving as one, Chen Erbao switched his motor into overdrive. He instantly triggered a deadly rhythm and began his pile-driving assault!

"Ah... Ahh... You..."

Although Zhao Ruoying was mentally prepared, she was still overwhelmed by the fierce assault, unable to even speak. She felt as if she were sent soaring into the clouds, her body shaking uncontrollably.

Moonlight shone on the branches, passed through the hall, and spilled into the courtyard like a clear spring.

Inside the room, the fierce battle raged on. The two of them constantly changed locations and positions, leaving traces of their union all over the room.

Finally, after nearly an hour of fierce battle, Zhao Ruoying's legs gave out. She knelt on the sofa, her upper body collapsed forward, her beautiful, flushed face buried in a pillow.

Chen Erbao was in hot pursuit behind her. His well-defined eight-pack abs slammed against her soft, springy buttocks, quickly turning them red.

A flood dragon plunging into the sea, a White Rainbow Piercing the Sun. The narrow pass was torn wide open, allowing the invading army to march in and out at will, meeting no resistance.

Since Fang Yun was still waiting at home, Chen Erbao didn't want to waste any more time. With a furious roar, he charged one last time. Amidst a series of tremors, Zhao Ruoying collapsed bonelessly on the sofa, completely spent and unwilling to move an inch.

His seed was unleashed, ravaging the enemy camp.

After an hour of intense battle, even with his stamina, Chen Erbao felt a trace of fatigue. He lay on Zhao Ruoying's smooth back for a while to rest before getting up to clean the battlefield.

He carried Zhao Ruoying for a quick shower, then placed her on the bed. Watching her fall into a deep sleep, he finally left.

...

Driving back home, Chen Erbao tiptoed to Fang Yun's door. He carefully extended his Divine Sense to scan the area and found that, as expected, Chen Dabao wasn't there. Only Fang Yun was inside, drinking alone moodily.

"Sister-in-law!"

Chen Erbao pushed the door open and walked in, coming to Fang Yun's side and taking her wine glass.

"You little devil, you're finally back?"

Fang Yun gave him a reproachful look, then leaned over and sniffed him. She smiled mysteriously and said, "I knew you were up to no good... Those few vixens who came for dinner tonight, you've had your way with all of them, haven't you!"

Hearing Fang Yun's teasing, Chen Erbao scratched his head helplessly. "Can't be helped... I'm just too outstanding!"

Tee-hee...

Hearing Chen Erbao's shameless self-praise, Fang Yun let out a giggle and looked at him helplessly. "Er Bao, you're perfect in every way, except you're too much of a womanizer..."

Chen Erbao rubbed his nose, at a loss for words.

Lies don't hurt you; the truth is a swift blade.

If someone said Chen Erbao had no skills and didn't know how to please women, he would just laugh it off. But if someone called him a lecher, he would actually get angry!

Fang Yun sighed faintly. "Er Bao, the other women are one thing, but I hear Village Chief Zhao has a significant background... Don't get in over your head!"

"Don't worry, Sister-in-law, I know what I'm doing!"

"Pah... It's only because your sister-in-law doesn't care that much. If Xiaorui knew, she would definitely cause a scene! Let's see what you do then!"

Fang Yun rolled her eyes at him.

Chen Erbao smiled. "Xiaorui already knows. She doesn't care about this stuff..."

Fang Yun was suddenly dumbfounded. "Xiaorui knows?"

Chen Erbao nodded. "She doesn't know it's Village Chief Zhao, but after tonight, she'll probably figure it out... Don't worry, Sister-in-law, I'll handle everything."

Hearing this, Fang Yun could only give a helpless smile. "Forget it. I can't understand you young people's affairs..."

Chen Erbao sidled up with a grin. "You're not old, Sister-in-law."

"Mmph..."

After sampling the fresh spring onion, it was time to savor the rich, mature scallion!

Fang Yun wasn't coy like a young girl. When Chen Erbao bit her lip, she immediately launched a counterattack. Her hands went straight down and grabbed the evil weapon that had caused so much trouble.

'Married women are really different,' Chen Erbao thought. He simply dropped his pants, revealing his long spear, then skillfully unclasped Fang Yun's bra and cupped the large, soft mounds from below.

Unlike the firm, perky breasts of Zhao Ruoying and Lin Zhiqing, hers could be described with a single word: plush!

He couldn't even close his hand around one. His fingers sank deep into the soft flesh, able to mold it into any shape he desired.

Once Fang Yun had also taken off her clothes, Chen Erbao lay down, his erection pointing to the heavens like a pillar. He patted Fang Yun's butt, signaling for her to take the reins.

Fang Yun gave a knowing smile and climbed on top. One hand held the "gun," the other parted her folds. Calibration complete, her round buttocks sank down all the way!

"Ah... Oh..."

Although she was very experienced, Fang Yun still found it a bit hard to bear Chen Erbao's lethality. Her entrance tightened, sucking at his invasion.

After a moment, once Fang Yun had caught her breath, the two began their mutual assault.

Although Chen Erbao was at a positional disadvantage, he was incomparably fierce. In just twenty-odd minutes, he had brought Fang Yun to a crashing climax several times.