"Sister Qingqing, you're so good to me..." Lu Chen said contentedly.
Dong Qingqing, pushed forcefully, couldn't help but shout, "Chen, Chen! You're amazing..."
Her hands, like brushes, kept stroking Lu Chen's hair to express her excitement.
Actually, the most excited person wasn't Lu Chen, nor Dong Qingqing, but the bed, which creaked and groaned, probably about to fall apart.
A young couple next door heard this and started whispering:
"Amei, look how beautifully she moans, unlike you, your moans always sound like a mouse's squeak..."
"Hmph! You have the nerve to say that to me? Women moan so beautifully because men are strong. If you're so capable, you should use the same strength to make me moan beautifully too!"
...
After four whole hours of frenzied, exhilarating pleasure, Lu Chen felt a complete sense of liberation, as if tomorrow's life would never be the same again.
Both of them finally collapsed. Dong Qingqing whispered, "Chen, you were so vigorous, how long has it been?"
Lu Chen hugged Dong Qingqing tightly, saying with emotion, "It's been so long, it feels like I haven't done it in my entire life. Qingqing, thank you, I... I'm like parched land receiving rain!"
"You brat, I can't stand you saying things like that!"
Then Lu Chen cried out in pain, apparently from being pinched somewhere.
The two snuggled together and whispered sweet nothings for a while. Dong Qingqing said she was conflicted about whether to be with Lu Chen, but finally gritted her teeth and decided to get herself drunk like that night. She was clearly drunk, but as soon as Lu Chen came back, she woke up, became nervous, and couldn't stay drunk anymore, so she pretended to be asleep.
Anyway, it had happened.
"Chen, I know this shouldn't have happened, after all... after all, I'm still someone else's wife, sigh." Dong Qingqing said, feeling guilty and sorrowful.
Lu Chen hugged her tightly, saying openly and honestly, "Who says you shouldn't? That man isn't your husband, you don't even love him. It was a mistake from the start, and it was his mistake! Qingqing, don't punish yourself for someone else's mistake. From now on, you'll be my woman!"
"It's come to this, of course I'll be your woman," Dong Qingqing said softly. "I've made up my mind, no matter what, I'll divorce him. After the divorce, I'll be your woman. But I won't ask for any title, after all, I've been married and have children. Anyway… let's just stay like this until you get married, then we'll break up."
"Then I won't get married!" Lu Chen said with a chuckle.
"Get lost!" Dong Qingqing scoffed, "How can you not get married!"
Lu Chen hugged Dong Qingqing again, whispering, "Don't think about it anymore, Qingqing, let's do it again!"
"Ah!" Dong Qingqing screamed, "No more, it's been four times already… it's starting to hurt, it really hurts!"
However, after Lu Chen assured her he would be gentle, spring arrived once more. Around 3 AM, Lu Chen got out of bed to get a drink of water in the living room. As soon as he stepped out of the bedroom, a chill ran down his spine; he sensed an extremely dangerous feeling.
Chapter 52 The Vixen in the Living Room
The living room lights were off. By the light of the small nightlight from the bedroom, he could vaguely see a figure sitting on the sofa.
A very slender and sexy figure, and a faint, familiar scent emanated from her.
Damn it, she's persistent! She actually followed him here!
Lu Chen first closed the bedroom door, then pressed the light switch on the wall. The light came on. Looking at the sofa again, even though Lu Chen had just been very satisfied and was in a very limp state, he still couldn't help but jump.
She was reclining on the sofa in a very languid posture, one arm supporting her armrest, her hand propping up her chin. She was dressed very scantily, in a very short denim skirt and a very short denim vest, revealing two incredibly long, pink legs and her fair waist and abdomen.
A glittering gold chain cinched her waist, making her snow-white skin even more striking.
Her two delicate pink feet rested on the armrest at one end, her bright purple toenail polish also very eye-catching.
At first glance, she looked almost like a succubus, a succubus appearing in the middle of the night!
However, the only flaw was that her originally beautiful face was still red and swollen. Well, after being slapped twice and hit with a gun by the strong and powerful Qin Ma, it was a miracle she wasn't turned into a pig's head. Also, the sleeves on her arms were inexplicably inappropriate, completely clashing with her sexy vest.
Was this year's fashionable attire?
The newcomer was none other than Yu Menglan!
Lu Chen coldly walked to her side and plopped down. He stared at Yu Menglan and asked, "Were you following me, or did you have someone follow me?"
Yu Menglan smiled slightly. Although her face was badly injured, there was no denying that her smile still possessed a foxy charm, not just from her swollen face, but even carrying a touch of sorrow that tugged at the heartstrings.
She said decisively, "I was following you. Then, I had nowhere else to go, so I came here to rest."
Lu Chen turned to look at the door; it was intact. He continued to sneer, "Hmph, I didn't expect such a formidable female assassin to also be such a clever female thief! You came in, and the door is still intact."
Yu Menglan stretched languidly, her jade-like arms outstretched, revealing her incredibly smooth and delicate armpits, making Lu Chen's eyelids twitch. She said calmly, "I used my key to open the door, all aboveboard. Why would I damage the door? Please don't think too badly of me."
"A female assassin who kills to silence witnesses isn't bad?" Lu Chen chuckled. "A typical femme fatale isn't bad? Damn it, I kindly let you go, and you actually smashed my floor-to-ceiling window!"
Recalling Yu Menglan's earlier shove, recalling the crashing sound of the glass shattering, Lu Chen still felt a pang of pain in his heart.
Yu Menglan glanced at him, her gaze as if she were looking at an idiot. She said, "Please, where am I supposed to run to? That old hag had a gun. Did you expect me to open the door before I could escape? If I hadn't smashed the glass, I would have been shot dead already!"
Her tone even carried a hint of grievance.
Lu Chen thought about it and felt a pang of guilt; it seemed he had truly wronged her. But then he realized something was off! She had come to cause trouble, so why should he pity her?
Then Yu Menglan said, "What are you worried about? The Shangguan family is rich and powerful, they won't even compensate you for this? Didn't you replace your floor-to-ceiling windows with better glass walls? And so many fish swimming around, like an aquarium wall. Don't tell me, you paid for it, not that little girl Shangguan Bei."
Lu Chen grunted, realizing she was right, and lowered his head, speechless.
"If I hadn't knocked down your floor-to-ceiling windows, would you have been able to replace them? Such good ones?" Yu Menglan became increasingly self-righteous, as if she were helping Lu Chen. She grew angrier and angrier, carefully pulling down her sleeves and stretching out her two slender forearms: "Look at me like this, do you think I wanted to be like this?"
Lu Chen looked and suddenly understood why she was wearing sleeves.
Her forearms were truly a pitiful sight. Both forearms were not only swollen and unbearable, almost like turtle shells, with cracks everywhere, and blood seeping from the fissures. It looked rather horrifying. It was obvious that ointment had been applied, but its effect was clearly minimal.
Upon seeing this, Lu Chen couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.
Alas, this tenderness for women knows no borders, no boundaries whatsoever. Whether friend or foe, any beautiful woman evoked Lu Chen's tenderness.
He sighed, stood up, walked to Yu Menglan's side, knelt down, and said softly, "Let me see."
As he spoke, he gently grasped her arm.
A hint of wariness flashed in Yu Menglan's eyes. She initially wanted to pull her hand away, but after a moment's thought, she smiled slightly, appearing docile as he held it.
Lu Chen closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and began to activate his divine healing abilities.
A rich energy slowly condensed in his palms, and Lu Chen gently placed his hands on Yu Menglan's elbows. Then, with a slight exertion, he gripped her elbows.
Yu Menglan was immediately startled. "You're scratching me like that, you'll skin me raw! Are you kidding me?"
She was about to yell when she felt a gentle, vibrant energy flow into her forearms. The moment of truth had arrived! With Lu Chen holding her injured forearms, the pain was not only gone, but it was gradually washed away, like dirt being washed away.
Yu Menglan's alluring eyes widened as she saw her forearms where Lu Chen had gripped them. The chapped skin, while not completely healed, only had faint red marks left, no longer resembling its previous terrible state.
Lu Chen's hands reached up to Yu Menglan's soft, delicate hands and then withdrew.
He opened his eyes, looking at Yu Menglan's arms with satisfaction, and chuckled, "At least 90% healed, right?"
As he spoke, he suddenly felt dizzy and weak. Damn it, the energy from the two bottles of Dragon Elixir he drank today was used up again. Considering the cost, this treatment method is really a waste!
Yu Menglan looked at her arms with surprise, twisting them back and forth, then looked at Lu Chen, a smirk on her face, and said, "Your Xuandao cultivation is quite impressive, practically miraculous, even possessing healing properties. I've seen several Xuan cultivators, and while their methods for fighting enemies are better than yours, when it comes to healing, they're far inferior."
As she spoke, a hint of admiration appeared in her eyes.
Lu Chen chuckled, not pointing it out.
Yu Menglan continued, "Since you're going to do me a favor, fix my face too!"
Saying this, she brought her swollen, red face closer.
Lu Chen glared at her: "Don't push your luck!"
Yu Menglan's skin seemed thickened from being slapped, she said, "I don't know what 'pushing your luck' means. I only know what 'going all the way' means!"
"You bastard!" Lu Chen unceremoniously flicked his middle finger at her.
Yu Menglan giggled, "Sorry, I don't have a younger sister, only a cousin. But if you want, I can have her too."
As she spoke, she actually reached out and grasped Lu Chen's outstretched middle finger, gently stroking it up and down. Then, she actually brought her face close, sticking out her delicate, rosy tongue to lick and suck on the finger.
This move made Lu Chen involuntarily shudder.
My goodness! This woman is too seductive! She'll do anything!
Then, Yu Menglan released his hand, but didn't move her face away. She said, "Come on, heal my face! My face is much more important than my hand, kiss!"