Chapter 277 - 275: Seductive Rich Woman

Yang Xun took off his mask and rubbed his slightly sore cheeks.

"Don’t worry. Since she’s paying so generously, she’ll naturally get VIP treatment."

Xu Qian patted his shoulder. "Try to turn her into a regular. A wealthy sugar mommy like her is worth more than ten ordinary clients if you serve her right."

Yang Xun nodded. He carried Xu Qian to wash up, and then the two of them went to the lounge, falling asleep in each other’s arms.

Who would have thought that his sister-in-law, Xu Qian, who used to despise the very sight of him, would now be sleeping with him? The world was truly crazy.

The next morning.

Yang Xun got up and freshened up. He devoured three bamboo steamers of buns all by himself before returning to the lounge, thoroughly satisfied.

Just as he was changing into his work uniform, the young receptionist knocked and entered. "Brother Yang, your ten o’clock client has arrived. She’s already waiting in the VIP room on the second floor."

At that moment, Yang Xun hadn’t fully dressed yet. His perfectly sculpted abs and sharp V-line were on full display, instantly captivating her gaze. Yang Xun turned his head. Seeing her staring intently at him, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.

This girl was named Song Xiaohua. She had round cheeks, and while she wasn’t quite as seductively beautiful as a stunner like Meng Qiaofei, she was incredibly cute and approachable.

"Want to touch?" Yang Xun asked with a chuckle.

"Huh? Can I?" Song Xiaohua froze for a moment, her cheeks instantly flushing red.

Yang Xun nodded. Unable to resist, Song Xiaohua stepped into the room and reached her small hand downward.

"Fuck! Where are you grabbing?" He was stunned at first, then jumped backward, covering his crotch.

Song Xiaohua looked aggrieved. Pouting her red lips, she said, "Didn’t you tell me to touch?"

"I told you to touch my abs. Who told you to reach down there?" Yang Xun was speechless.

He had thought Song Xiaohua was an innocent, cute girl, so he merely offered his abs to tease her a bit. Who knew she was far bolder than he imagined?

"Oh, my mistake then. But you’re really packing down there. No wonder so many rich ladies like you." Song Xiaohua giggled, staring at him as if she still wanted to cop another feel. "Brother Yang, if you have time, can you let me touch it again? I’m quite curious."

Yang Xun let out a huff of exasperated laughter. He realized he was the naive one. Song Xiaohua definitely knew exactly what she was doing. How could she possibly be innocent?

"The girls and I all think you’re really good at this. Those wealthy women always leave glowing with satisfaction. Is it incredibly good?" Song Xiaohua looked at him curiously, her small hand involuntarily reaching out to trace his body again. She smiled sweetly, "I don’t have enough money to book you, but when you’re free, could you let me feel you up? Give me a discount for being your coworker."

Yang Xun was left speechless. After a few seconds of silence, he sighed helplessly. "Fine, we’ll talk about it when I’m free. I have a client right now."

"Awesome!" Song Xiaohua chirped, skipping out of the room.

Yang Xun straightened his clothes and pushed the door open, stepping out of the lounge.

The VIP room was at the end of the corridor. The door was left ajar, letting out a warm yellow light from within. KNOCK, KNOCK. Yang Xun tapped on the door. After receiving permission from the person inside, he pushed the door open and walked in.

The room was permeated with a very unique scent. It carried a hint of floral fragrance mixed with an indescribable, faint sweetness that made one’s heart beat a little faster.

A woman with an enchanting figure was reclining sideways on the spacious sofa, resting her chin on one hand. Her seductive eyes, so alluring they seemed to glisten with moisture, were sizing Yang Xun up. She wore an extremely tight-fitting black mini skirt. Her voluminous wavy hair was swept to one side, revealing her long, pale neck. Her facial features were delicate to the point of seeming almost unreal. Her red lips were bright and plump, and her eyes, in particular, carried a natural, flirtatious charm.

She looked to be around twenty-five, yet there was a mature charm in her brows and eyes. That seductiveness emanated from her very bones.

"You’re the handsome guy from Qianqian’s livestream, right?" Su Mei stood up and walked over to Yang Xun in her stiletto heels. She looked him up and down, tapping her chin lightly with fingers painted in burgundy nail polish. Her tone carried a hint of a tease. "You really do have a great body."

"You flatter me, Miss." Yang Xun smiled at her, his voice steady and calm. "What kind of service are you looking for? I’ll arrange it right away."

"There’s no rush," Su Mei tilted her head slightly, a smile playing on her red lips. "Let me check out your goods first. It’d be a waste of my time if the product doesn’t match the advertisement, wouldn’t it?"

"How would you like to inspect it?"

Su Mei didn’t answer. Instead, she slowly reached out, letting her fingertips rest on Yang Xun’s belt. Her movements were incredibly gentle, yet they carried an unquestionable certainty that allowed for no refusal.

Before Yang Xun could even react, she had already lifted the hem of his shirt and slid her hand inside. Her fingertips felt slightly cool as they traced his skin, as if she were appraising a meticulously crafted artifact.

Yang Xun’s body tensed for a split second before he quietly forced himself to relax. He could feel a faint, lingering warmth from her fingertips. The moment she touched him, a subtle wisp of energy seeped into his body from her touch.

This was not the touch of an ordinary woman. It carried a strange, indescribable fluctuation. It was extremely subtle; if he hadn’t practiced cultivation, he would have barely noticed it.

"Mhm, very impressive indeed." Su Mei withdrew her hand in satisfaction. A gleam flashed through her seductive eyes, and a radiant smile blossomed on her red lips.

"Do I pass your test?"

"You pass. In fact, you’re even better than I imagined." Su Mei turned around and sat back on the sofa, crossing her legs. Her voice was languid and alluring. "Then let’s not waste any time and get straight to the point. I detest all that tedious foreplay."

"I like your straightforwardness." Yang Xun’s lips curled up slightly. He walked up to her, leaned over, and placed his large hands directly over her hips, which were tightly wrapped in the mini skirt. His movements were bold and direct, completely devoid of hesitation or cautious probing.

Su Mei let out an incredibly satisfied moan. "Mhm, you really are just as experienced as you seemed in the livestream."

"You flatter me." Yang Xun lowered his head, leaning close to her ear. His warm breath brushed against her sensitive earlobe. "I’ll make sure to serve you well."

For the rest of the time, the only sounds left in the VIP room were increasingly heavy pants and stifled groans deep in the throat.

Yang Xun’s movements combined power with gentleness, every rhythm striking the perfect balance. He could clearly sense the changes in Su Mei’s body. This woman was definitely an experienced player. Her reactions were far more sensitive than any woman he had ever encountered, and she knew exactly what to do to maximize her own pleasure.

She wasn’t passively receiving; she was actively, almost purposefully guiding him. Like a succubus, she twisted her waist, taking the initiative to meet his every thrust. Her red lips parted slightly, spilling out bone-melting moans.

Yang Xun felt like his mind was being blown to the heavens. This woman was absolutely incredible. Was she really a succubus in disguise?

About half an hour later, Su Mei finally let out a long, trembling sigh. Her entire body went limp against the sofa, as if she had just slowly drifted down from some great height.