Chapter 433: Feng Qingwan

Lin Rui, shy and timid, straddled Chen Erbao’s lap. One hand rested on his shoulder, while the other guided his Stabilizing Needle. After aiming it, she slowly lowered herself onto him.

His length pressed against her tender entrance, sinking in inch by inch until more than half of it had disappeared inside Lin Rui’s body before she stopped.

“So full… It’s too big…”

Lin Rui said, her face scrunched up.

“Take it slow.”

Chen Erbao was very patient. His hands gently played with her breasts as he watched Lin Rui lift her hips, then lower herself again.

After repeating this a few times, Lin Rui became quite proficient. Her movements grew larger, her perky breasts bouncing up and down. A flush spread across her snow-white skin.

Chen Erbao put power into his hips and began to actively thrust upward. Lin Rui soon started to pant and moan.

“Brother Er Bao… Slower… Please, slow down…”

Chen Erbao cupped her plump bottom and stood up.

Frightened of falling, Lin Rui wrapped her legs around Chen Erbao’s waist and clung to his neck, letting him bounce her up and down.

Right then, Lin Rui was like a life-sized doll, taking in and releasing the Stabilizing Needle again and again under Chen Erbao’s control.

The fiery tip parted her smooth, tender walls, hitting that spot deep inside her with every stroke. A wave of pleasure surged from her lower body and spread everywhere, making her moans grow louder.

Chen Erbao carried Lin Rui’s delicate body as he walked around the room, finally pressing her against the wall and beginning to thrust in earnest.

As her firm little bottom was slapped with a rhythmic SMACK, Lin Rui let out a high-pitched scream and finally went limp, her floodgates opening.

With one last, fierce thrust, Chen Erbao pressed the tip deep inside her and unleashed a torrent of scorching magma.

The first round was over, but before Lin Rui could even catch her breath, Chen Erbao pushed her onto the floor and began thrusting into her from behind.

He pinned her slender arms behind her back, her body swaying with his every attack…

…

In the early morning, warm sunlight shone on the window, filtering through the curtains and onto the bed.

Chen Erbao opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Lin Rui, who was curled up on his chest like a lazy kitten. A smile touched his lips.

The battle last night had been intense. They had constantly changed positions, moving from the living room to the bed, and finally to the bathroom. Traces of them were left all over the room.

Lin Rui had lost count of how many times she’d been sent to the clouds. By the end, she had no strength left at all; it was Chen Erbao doing all the work.

After not seeing each other for a month, her craving was finally satisfied. She probably wouldn’t even think about it for at least another week.

Chen Erbao gently untangled Lin Rui’s limbs from his body, went into the living room, and began his daily Cultivation.

An hour later, Chen Erbao opened the door to accept the breakfast delivered by hotel staff, then went to the bedroom to wake Lin Rui up.

“Time to get up, you little lazybones!”

Chen Erbao smacked Lin Rui’s fair, pert bottom. It felt good, so he smacked it a few more times.

Lin Rui rubbed her eyes and yawned.

“I’m so sleepy, Brother Er Bao… I don’t wanna get up…”

“We have things to do today. Hurry and get up. I’ll take you back to school this morning, and I have business to take care of this afternoon.”

Lin Rui dawdled for a bit before finally crawling out of bed.

After they had breakfast, Chen Erbao took Lin Rui back to school.

After leaving Binhai University, Chen Erbao went straight back to the Vienna Hotel.

Xia Qingxue and Song Yao were still at the hotel. Chen Erbao planned to take the two of them to rent an apartment, since staying at a hotel wouldn’t be convenient for dealing with the Huang Family.

Naturally, Xia Qingxue and Song Yao had no objections. They left the hotel with Chen Erbao and headed to a real estate agency that Ivic had recommended.

“Er Bao,” Xia Qingxue asked in the car, “the Jade I helped you collect is still at the shop on Antique Street. Are we just going to leave it there?”

Chen Erbao thought for a moment.

“No, I’ll have Medicine King Hall move it tonight. Since none of you are there anymore, the Huang Family probably won’t be watching it so closely.”

The three of them soon arrived at the real estate agency, a company that specialized in high-end, large-floor-plan apartments.

A middle-aged man greeted them. Perhaps Ivic had already spoken to him, because the man didn’t ask many questions and immediately took the three of them to see some properties.

Half an hour later, Chen Erbao had paid a month’s rent for a 180-square-meter, fully-furnished, large-floor-plan apartment in Huangpu District.

With nothing else to do in the afternoon, Chen Erbao gave Xia Qingxue and Song Yao some pointers on their Cultivation. When evening came, he went out alone to the underground fighting ring.

In China, underground fighting rings were illegal. Not even the Huang Family dared to operate one out in the open, so its location was very remote, hidden within an industrial park on the outskirts of Binhai City.

Chen Erbao arrived at his destination a little after seven p.m. Looking at the ordinary clubhouse, who would have thought it was the location of an underground fighting ring?

Chen Erbao parked his car and was trying to figure out how to get inside when he suddenly heard the roar of engines.

He turned to see several expensive sports cars roaring toward the clubhouse. They executed a stylish drift at the entrance before pulling into parking spaces.

The car doors opened, and a few punks with dyed hair filed out. They were decked out in gold and silver, their hair dyed shades of yellow and green. Some had tattoos and perms; one look told you they were trouble.

Chen Erbao was about to move on when he saw the person who got out of the last car and froze.

A petite girl in a JK uniform stepped out of the last car, a Porsche. She had a baby face but a voluptuous figure, her face covered in heavy makeup. She shouted contemptuously at the people from the other sports cars:

“So, what’s the bet tonight?”

“Heh, Feng Qingwan, what have you got left to bet? You planning on sleeping with us?”

“HAHAHAHA…”

The group burst into laughter.

Feng Qingwan snorted coldly. Just as she was about to speak, she spotted Chen Erbao standing in the distance, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

Her eyes darted around for a moment, and she gave a light cough.

“You guys go on in. I ran into an acquaintance and need to say hi.”

A guy with green hair glanced at Chen Erbao.

“You’re not scared, are you? Just making an excuse to try and sneak away!”

“Bullshit! You think I’d be scared? Now get the hell inside!”

Feng Qingwan’s appearance was sweet and cute, but her speech was fierce. She disdainfully slammed the car door shut and walked toward Chen Erbao.

“Hello, handsome. Are you here alone?”

“…”

Chen Erbao frowned as he looked at Feng Qingwan. He never would have expected such a stark contrast between her appearance and the way she spoke and acted.

‘And what’s with that terrible pickup line?’

He thought for a moment and decided to probe for information. Adopting the air of a playboy, he looked Feng Qingwan up and down and said with a leer:

“With a line like that, you sound like you’re for sale. How much? Name your price.”