Chapter 299: Bicycle Kick

A slap landed on her plump bottom, making Qin Lan's two soft cheeks tremble.

While Qin Lan was dazed, Chen Erbao changed his angle of attack, thrusting fiercely upward from below!

"SQUELCH!"

"Don't... ahh..."

Forcibly breaking through her defenses, Chen Erbao invaded the White Tiger Cave once more. The terrifying pressure made Qin Lan's entire body arch backward as if she'd been run through, and she let out a mournful cry.

"SQUELCH, SQUELCH..."

Chen Erbao didn't hesitate. He grabbed her buttocks, his five fingers sinking deep into the flesh, and began to thrust in and out madly.

"Ahh... Don't... Slow down..."

Qin Lan could no longer worry about being exposed. She was being slammed so hard that she was draped over Qiu Shuzhen, bucking back and forth, unable to even form a complete sentence.

Chen Erbao's assault grew fiercer, each thrust going deeper than the last, until he bottomed out against the soft, tender flesh at her very depths.

With a final, piercing grind, Qin Lan was utterly defeated. Her body trembled as the floodgates opened!

"Is that all?"

Chen Erbao leaned down, slid his hands under Qin Lan's armpits, and grabbed her two pendulous, snow-white peaks. Holding them firmly, he secretly activated the Joyful Technique.

His already astonishingly large Stabilizing Needle gave a sudden throb, somehow growing even larger within the White Tiger Cave and stretching her opening into an exaggerated circle.

"No... Don't... ahh..."

Qin Lan felt the change inside her. She turned her head in horror, reached a hand behind her, and grabbed Chen Erbao's weapon.

"I can't take it... No more..."

Before she could finish, Chen Erbao let out a cruel laugh. He gripped her breasts tightly and once again slammed her body down onto his groin.

A soul-shattering strike!

"Ngh... Ahh... I'm... I'm going to tear..."

Qin Lan trembled all over, her thigh muscles tensed. Her entrance contracted desperately, trying to clamp down on the weapon that had forced its way inside.

But Chen Erbao was a veteran of a hundred battles. How could he be constrained by such a simple trick?

He took a deep breath, sending his energy sinking to his Dantian, and let out a soft cry.

"Hah!"

The massive object plunged deeper still. The shaft, which had already seemed to reach its limit, broke through another barrier, as if entering a mysterious, profound space.

As for Qin Lan, her mouth hung slightly open and her eyes rolled back in their sockets as she collapsed limply on top of Qiu Shuzhen.

'Is this... breaking the barrier?' Chen Erbao thought, surprised.

He felt a novel, unprecedented sensation. He slowly rotated his hips, making his long spear turn slowly within his opponent's body.

The head of the spear tugged at the tender flesh, drawing a fresh wave of moans from Qin Lan.

Sensing Qin Lan's body contract once more, Chen Erbao finally pulled out, though he was still far from satisfied.

By now, Qin Lan was as limp as a noodle, on the verge of passing out.

Chen Erbao pulled Qin Lan off Qiu Shuzhen and tossed her to the side.

"Sister Lan..."

Qiu Shuzhen looked at Qin Lan with concern. Just as she was about to speak, a dark shadow pounced, pinning her down.

Remembering Qin Lan's wretched state, Qiu Shuzhen was terrified and quickly began to plead. "Er Bao, I... I can't... I can't take that..."

Chen Erbao had terrified her.

Seeing this, Chen Erbao took Qiu Shuzhen's small hands and pinned her arms above her head. "Don't worry, Sister Shuzhen," he said gently. "I won't be so rough with you. We'll take it slow."

He had just been using his second state and had been far too rough, which was why Qin Lan had ended up like that. But it was all part of his plan.

With the nourishment of the Joyful Technique, Qin Lan would be exhausted at worst, but not injured.

Besides, Qin Lan's "combat power" was higher than Qiu Shuzhen's to begin with!

'It's easier to be bold when you're driving a rental...'

'I can't play with Qiu Shuzhen like that. If I make her cry, I'll be the one who has to comfort her.'

Chen Erbao gently took hold of her two plump thighs, parted them slightly, and aimed the tip of his spear at the target.

"Sister Shuzhen, take this Jade Pendant. Hold on to it and don't lose it. You must wear it at all times. Never take it off, understand?"

While Qin Lan was still semi-conscious, Chen Erbao had taken the round Jade Pendant from a pocket in his clothes nearby and now handed it to Qiu Shuzhen.

Qiu Shuzhen froze for a moment when she felt the warm Jade Pendant, then her face lit up with a delighted surprise.

"Er Bao... Thank you!"

Only after helping Qiu Shuzhen put it on did Chen Erbao slowly press forward.

"Oh... ahh..."

He slid inside her slowly and steadily, like a river finding its course. Both Chen Erbao and Qiu Shuzhen let out a long sigh in unison.

Chen Erbao gripped her soft, snowy peaks and, lying on top of her, began his diligent plowing.

Like a dragon plunging into the sea, he soon stirred up towering waves. Qiu Shuzhen's body burned hot as she began to meet his rhythm, unconsciously bucking her hips to welcome his every advance.

After Chen Erbao brushed against the soft flesh at her depths several times, Qiu Shuzhen's legs rose and fell before finally locking around his waist, her entire body rocking with his every thrust.

Chen Erbao lowered his head and captured Qiu Shuzhen's lips. He didn't even need to press the attack; she proactively offered her tongue, intertwining it with his as he continued his assault.

The battle soon reached its climax. With a series of trembling moans from Qiu Shuzhen, Chen Erbao's long spear was met with another flood.

The first round was over. After letting Qiu Shuzhen rest for a while, Chen Erbao positioned her on her knees, her hands resting on the nightstand, and launched another assault from behind.

By the faint moonlight, Chen Erbao glanced down. He could see her two plump, jade-like cheeks tightly gripping his dark spear as it assailed her from behind. With every thrust, his spear glistened with her juices, increasing their mutual lubrication.

In a mere twenty minutes, Qiu Shuzhen had been ravaged by Chen Erbao three times. She finally collapsed onto the bed, completely spent.

Qin Lan had recovered her strength by now. Seeing that Chen Erbao was apparently still not satisfied, she simply pushed him onto the bed, raised her hips, and slammed herself down onto him.

"Ah...!"

Chen Erbao decisively activated his second state again. With a single, powerful thrust, Qin Lan's eyes went vacant.

But Chen Erbao gave her no chance for regret. His hands gripped her slender waist, and he began to buck upward.

"Ahh... No... Don't..."

Qin Lan cried out brokenly.

Chen Erbao paid her no mind. His movements grew even more violent, impaling her so forcefully that he lifted her entire body into the air.

Qin Lan felt as if she were a boat on a boundless, stormy sea. Her helpless body could only toss and turn in the tempest, with no control whatsoever!

"I... I can't..."

Qin Lan pleaded.

"Hah! Three hundred more thrusts!"

Chen Erbao refused to let her go. He grabbed her calves, stood up abruptly, and pushed her back onto the bed. Then, still holding her calves, he lifted her entire body into an inverted position.

Her legs were spread wide, with only her head and upper back on the bed. The rest of her body was suspended in midair.

In this position, Chen Erbao brutally plunged into her.

After thirty to fifty thrusts, Qin Lan passed out again.

Finally, washed over by another one of her floods, Chen Erbao completely let himself go, firing his hot ammunition!