Chapter 292: The Effort-Saving Way

Zhao Ruoying mumbled incoherently as she hugged Chen Erbao's thigh. Her fair, tender cheeks were puffed out, as if she had a large bun stuffed in her mouth.

But Chen Erbao was reveling in it, thrusting his hips forward wildly.

"Ruoying, don't just let your hands sit there. Give me a massage!"

Chen Erbao grabbed Zhao Ruoying's hands and placed them on his Warhammer, guiding her to massage it gently and repeatedly.

With her mouth stuffed, Zhao Ruoying couldn't speak and could only do as she was told.

Her delicate hands gently gripped his Warhammer while her nimble tongue swirled around the tip. Watching Zhao Ruoying's pretty face, Chen Erbao was getting turned on.

Zhao Ruoying seemed to notice the change in Chen Erbao. She gave him a sly look and began to suck harder, her tongue swirling around the head as she put her whole mouth into it.

The sudden increase in suction made Chen Erbao shudder. Scorching hot bullets sprayed out, filling her up like a cream puff.

"COUGH, COUGH..."

"Ruoying, this works way better than the Dream Fantasia mud mask. Hurry up and swallow it. It's great for your skin!"

Chen Erbao said quickly.

Zhao Ruoying shot him a helpless look, suppressed a wave of nausea, and with a gulp, swallowed the mouthful of Essence Milk.

Even after releasing once, Chen Xiaobao remained firm and defiant, still eager for battle.

Zhao Ruoying stood up. Staring at Chen Erbao's Stabilizing Needle, she asked in surprise, "How are you... not tired?"

Chen Erbao grinned proudly. "This is just the warm-up. Last night was my fault. I'm here today specifically to make it up to you, aren't I?"

Zhao Ruoying gave him an annoyed look. "I read online that... if a man does it too often, it's bad for his health. You should..."

Hearing this, Chen Erbao was instantly furious.

'She can insult my character, she can insult my promiscuity, but she absolutely cannot insult my manhood!'

He brandished the serpent-headed spear between his legs and sneered, "Not good for me? Why don't you try it and find out for yourself!"

"I don't... Ah!"

Before she could finish, Chen Erbao yanked her into his arms. Not minding in the slightest, he kissed her directly. They embraced passionately for a moment before he turned her around, forcing her to lean over with her hands on the desk, her back facing him.

He lifted her gray skirt, revealing her soft, perky bottom. Chen Erbao yanked her lace panties down to her ankles, then grabbed her full buttocks with both hands, pulling her toward his groin.

His scorching spear hovered beneath her. Chen Erbao spread her long legs wide apart, revealing the tender, pink flesh that pulsed slightly, radiating heat.

Cupping her bottom with both hands, Chen Erbao applied a little pressure and lifted her entire body off the floor.

"I'm letting go,"

Chen Erbao warned.

Zhao Ruoying looked back nervously. "Don't... Lower me slowly... AHH!"

SQUELCH!

Chen Erbao let go. The sharp spear plunged deep inside her, mercilessly forcing open her gates and burying itself more than halfway in!

Zhao Ruoying had never experienced anything so intense. It was a mix of pain and dazed pleasure. Like a fledgling bird struck by an arrow, she thrashed helplessly, trying to fly but unable to.

With every struggle, the spear sank deeper, the friction increasing and intensifying the stimulation.

Zhao Ruoying's hands gripped the documents on the desk, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

"Ah... don't... It's too deep..."

Chen Erbao chuckled, wrapping his arms around her waist and beginning to thrust slowly.

There's a perfectly scientific reason why the "wheelbarrow" position is so efficient.

In this position, the man hardly needs to exert any force at all. He just needs to hold on to the woman's center of gravity and use the force of inertia to achieve a remarkable effect.

Take now, for instance.

Chen Erbao sat on the springy office chair. With a single forward thrust, Zhao Ruoying's elastic buttocks would bounce him back, and the chair's recoil would send him forward again. All he had to do was enjoy the look on Zhao Ruoying's face—somewhere between a sob and a smile—and savor her essence.

After a dozen or so cycles of this, Chen Erbao switched positions. He turned Zhao Ruoying around, seating her on the edge of the desk. Then he pushed apart her pale, slender legs and began a series of rough thrusts.

The sheer force of his assault made the entire desk shake. The violent motion brought tears to the corners of Zhao Ruoying's eyes.

Waves of surging pleasure rose within her, finally transforming into threads of electricity that spread from her core throughout the rest of her body.

Zhao Ruoying instinctively arched her back, thrusting her chest out. Taking the hint, Chen Erbao lowered his head and latched onto one of her large, pale mounds, his movements growing even more frantic.

SQUELCH, SQUELCH...

Her delicate, tender entrance was ravaged by Chen Erbao's relentless assault, but he paid it no mind, continuing to pound in and out madly.

Quickdraw, Lethal Tempo, Crippling Strike, Savage Charge...

After the full combo, Zhao Ruoying's body went limp like a noodle. Her hands were propped helplessly on the desk as Chen Erbao grabbed her legs and began his final assault.

"AHHH... No... I'm coming..."

Feeling the violent contractions deep inside her, Chen Erbao felt a surge of urgency. He plunged all the way in, pressing hard against the soft flesh at the very end and grinding himself against her.

The floodgates opened, and the battle was won.

「After the storm」

Chen Erbao held Zhao Ruoying in his lap on the chair, savoring a rare moment of tenderness.

The tear-streaked look on Zhao Ruoying's face was gone, replaced by a rare, girlish tenderness. She gazed at Chen Erbao, gently stroking his cheek, and murmured, "Er Bao... I don't know whether to love you or hate you."

"What's wrong?"

Chen Erbao didn't get it. 'Wasn't that good enough for her?'

Zhao Ruoying rolled her eyes and gave the soft flesh of his waist a light pinch.

"Are you this... wild with Lin Zhiqing, too?"

"..."

This was a loaded question. Chen Erbao wanted to avoid answering, but silence was an answer in itself. Looking into Zhao Ruoying's slightly jealous eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

"I..."

Before he could get the word out, she placed a delicate finger on his lips.

"Don't say it... You think I don't know you? That brainless woman, Lin Zhiqing... you must have conquered her long ago."

Hearing her say that, Chen Erbao was at a loss for words.

'But, on second thought, she isn't wrong,' he mused.

But!

'You're the one with the brain, but look at you...'

Of course, Chen Erbao didn't dare say that out loud. He just laughed awkwardly.

Seeing his guilty expression, Zhao Ruoying let out a soft sigh. She rested her head on his chest, rubbing her smooth cheek against his muscles. "I'm not going to worry about it anymore. It's not like I can control you anyway. But if you ever dare to mistreat me or abandon me, I'll..."

Before she could finish, Chen Erbao cut in, "If I ever do that, you can castrate me!"

"Hmph!"

Zhao Ruoying glared at him.

The two shared another intimate moment before they began to clean up the battlefield.

The floor was covered in puddles, and a peculiar scent hung in the air.