Chapter 461: So Bold

Feng Qingwan bit her lip. Seeing that Chen Erbao seemed to be in some kind of torment, she leaned over again, draping her upper body across him.

“I… I’ll give you a kiss if you help me this one time…”

Before Chen Erbao could even react, a warm sensation met his lips, followed by a sweet fragrance.

‘She’s so bold!’

His hands instinctively found her round, perky bottom and gave it a firm squeeze.

Feng Qingwan moaned, her red lips parting as her soft, wet tongue slipped out.

Chen Erbao met it with his own, expertly sucking on hers.

The night outside was deep, but passion bloomed inside the car.

Before long, Chen Erbao had slipped his hand under Feng Qingwan’s shirt, cupping her two soft, snow-white mounds.

The supple feel was so exquisite that Chen Erbao couldn’t let go. He gently squeezed, slowly kneaded, and teasingly plucked at them. The pink buds in his palms hardened under his touch.

Feng Qingwan’s breathing grew ragged, her face flushed crimson. She kept her eyes squeezed shut, not daring to meet Chen Erbao’s gaze.

Chen Erbao cupped her breasts with both hands. After kneading them for a moment, he began to trace a path down her flat, smooth stomach.

Once her pants were unfastened, his hand slid smoothly into the lush thicket below.

Chen Erbao’s fingertips paused when they brushed against a delicate bud. He then began to gently press and deftly tease the sensitive nub.

“Ooh… Ah!”

Feng Qingwan felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her lower body. She went numb, collapsing limply on top of Chen Erbao. Her slender legs clamped tightly around his hand, trapping it in place.

But in doing so, she pinned his hand between her legs, making it impossible for him to pull away.

The rough skin of his palm pressed against her most sensitive flesh. Chen Erbao’s slow, grinding motions sent even greater waves of pleasure through her.

Feng Qingwan’s brow was furrowed as if she were about to cry. Her body shuddered, and a hot wetness began to slowly seep out, gradually soaking Chen Erbao’s hand.

Chen Erbao felt as if his Stabilizing Needle was about to burst, trapped tightly within his pants.

He ripped his pants open, and the massive thing sprang free, pressing against Feng Qingwan.

The searing heat shocked Feng Qingwan back to her senses. She glanced down and saw the intimidating shaft just inches from her face. As if possessed, her small, pink tongue darted out from the corner of her mouth and swept across the swollen head.

HISS!

Chen Erbao sucked in a sharp breath, staring down at Feng Qingwan in shock.

‘This vixen… isn’t she afraid I’ll just take her right here on the spot?’

Without further hesitation, Chen Erbao grabbed the back of Feng Qingwan’s head and pushed her down toward his groin.

“Mmph… mmm…”

Before Feng Qingwan could react, her lips were smothered. A strange taste filled her senses as she was forced to open her mouth wide, taking the hot, thick pillar in.

The Stabilizing Needle pushed past her soft lips and entered a wet, warm cavern.

Her nimble tongue was no longer as awkward as last time. Instead, it roamed methodically along the swollen shaft before enveloping the head. Her small mouth sucked hard, cheeks hollowing as she worked to take him in deeper until he hit the back of her throat.

Chen Erbao closed his eyes. One hand rested on the back of Feng Qingwan’s head, while the other slipped back into her shirt to squeeze her plump breasts. He reveled in the blissful stimulation, a feeling of pure pleasure washing over him.

Just as the two were lost in the moment, the sound of footsteps suddenly approached from outside the car.

They both froze. Feng Qingwan lifted her head, cautiously peering outside.

Chen Erbao put a finger to his lips, signaling for her to be quiet.

In the distance, two security guards holding flashlights spotted Chen Erbao’s sports car and started walking over.

Chen Erbao had left his lights on, which must have attracted their attention.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer, anxiety flashed in Feng Qingwan’s eyes. But her mouth was still occupied, and with Chen Erbao’s hand on the back of her head, she was completely unable to get up.

“Don’t panic.”

Chen Erbao whispered, cracking the window open a sliver.

One of the guards saw Chen Erbao and called out from a distance.

“Sir, do you need any help?”

Chen Erbao waved him off.

“No, thanks. Just resting in my car for a minute.”

“Ah, okay.”

The two guards exchanged a look before turning to leave.

As the window slid shut, Chen Erbao let out a sigh of relief and gave Feng Qingwan a look, telling her to continue.

Feng Qingwan shot him a glare but reluctantly lowered her head and got back to work.

Her tight mouth sent a unique thrill through Chen Erbao, especially when she occasionally glanced up at him. That innocent, bashful look on her face… ‘I feel like I’m committing a crime!’

The contrast was too much. Soon, Chen Erbao thrust his hips, plunging deep into her throat. After a few violent twitches, his scorching load shot out.

The volume was too great for Feng Qingwan to swallow all at once. A trail of milky-white Essence Milk trickled from the corner of her mouth. The sight alone made Chen Erbao start to get hard all over again.

Feng Qingwan grabbed a tissue and wiped her mouth before looking at Chen Erbao, a triumphant smile on her face.

“You can’t refuse me now, right? We have a deal. You have to help me with my fight next time!”

Chen Erbao had gotten his fill; he couldn’t just hit it and quit it. He sighed.

“When is it?”

Grabbing her small purse, Feng Qingwan pushed the door open and got out. Without looking back, she said:

“Probably in a few days. I’ll let you know.”

With that, she scurried home.

Chen Erbao looked down helplessly at his glistening member, gave it a quick wipe with a tissue, got dressed, and drove out of the complex.

When Chen Erbao arrived home, Song Yao was lying on the sofa in a thin nightgown, watching a palace intrigue drama. She glanced over when he came in but quickly returned her attention to the show’s dramatic plot.

Chen Erbao changed his shoes and headed straight for the bedroom.

Xia Qingxue was still on the bed, meditating and engaged in her Cultivation. Her Qi Refining Third Layer Cultivation had grown even more pure, and the Spiritual Qi in the room had become dense. An invisible vortex of Spiritual Qi swirled slowly with her at its center.

Sensing the intrusion, Xia Qingxue opened her eyes. She took a deep breath, drawing all the Spiritual Qi in the room into her body before rising to her feet and walking over to Chen Erbao.

“Have you eaten yet?”

She asked softly, gently straightening his clothes.

Seeing her gentle, devoted expression, Chen Erbao’s heart stirred.

“I already ate.”

“I’ve drawn you a hot bath. Go get washed up. I… I’ll be waiting for you!”

Xia Qingxue gave Chen Erbao a shy glance. As she lowered her head, she deliberately pulled her collar open, giving him a clear view of the vast, pale expanse…

She wasn’t wearing anything underneath!

Thrilled, Chen Erbao stripped off his clothes and dashed into the bathroom. The sound of running water soon followed.

Xia Qingxue sat on the bed, thinking back to the scent she had detected on Chen Erbao. Her fine brows furrowed for a moment, but they quickly smoothed out again.