Chapter 73: Taking Off the Mask

BOOM!!

The moment the silver-white mask was slowly removed, Huang Qi froze completely, as if struck by a bolt from the blue.

That face... she knew it all too well!

Yang Xun!

It was Yang Xun!

The guy she’d insulted with a look of utter disgust in Mi Ting’s yard last night, calling him a little bastard!

The enemy who had beaten her husband’s men to a pulp last night!

And now, this very person was on top of her, doing the most unspeakable things with her!

Huang Qi’s mind exploded. Her pupils contracted violently, and her charming face twisted into a furious expression.

"You!!!"

Huang Qi trembled with rage. A wave of humiliation, the likes of which she had never felt before, erupted from her chest like lava. She never would have imagined that after spending 180,000 on a tip and forking over an extra 60,000, the person servicing her would turn out to be this pathetic pauper she despised most!

Most importantly, this pathetic pauper had put himself inside her body!

The distance between them had become a negative number, making them the most intimate people in the world!

"Yang Xun! You despicable, shameless bastard!!"

Seething with rage, Huang Qi abruptly raised her right hand and swung a resounding slap toward Yang Xun’s cheek.

THWACK!

However, Yang Xun’s reaction was easily ten times faster than hers.

His right hand shot up like lightning, his five fingers precisely clamping down on Huang Qi’s wrist. With a gentle twist, he pinned her slender, fair wrist above her head.

Then, he grinned wickedly and said, "You little tramp. I’m still inside you. Slapping me now... isn’t that a bit rude?"

"Hiss!!"

Huang Qi cried out in pain, sucking in a sharp breath. She couldn’t help but curse, "Little bastard... Let me go! You... Nghh!!"

The insult had barely left her lips when Yang Xun gave a powerful thrust of his hips, driving deep inside her.

"Ah!!"

Huang Qi’s entire body instantly arched. The face that had been filled with fury just a moment ago was now submerged in a tidal wave of tingling pleasure.

The curse on her lips died, replaced by a delicate moan she couldn’t suppress.

She gasped, "You... You stop... Ahh... Nn..."

A wicked, devilish grin played on Yang Xun’s lips as he looked down at the woman beneath him, a woman who was simultaneously furious and enraptured. He had no intention of stopping and instead increased the force of his thrusts.

"Miss Huang, what was it you called me last night?"

"’Little bastard,’ wasn’t it?"

Yang Xun’s voice was laced with mockery, his hips moving in a steady rhythm that drove deep with every precise thrust. "But right now, you’re getting screwed by that ’little bastard.’ Feels good, doesn’t it? Huh?? Answer me! Does it feel good?!"

"You... you bastard... Ah... Don’t... don’t hit that spot..."

Huang Qi was grinding her teeth in hatred, but her body refused to obey her.

With every thrust, Yang Xun’s frightening endowment carried the True Qi of the Second Layer of the Qi Refining Realm, sending every nerve in her body into an uproar.

The sensation of being utterly filled, combined with the pleasure magnified more than tenfold by the permeating True Qi, weighed down on her like a great mountain. She didn’t even have the strength to lift a hand, let alone fight back.

Her body went as limp as if her bones had been removed, leaving only uncontrollable tremors and increasingly ragged breaths.

"AHHH!!!"

Five minutes later, Huang Qi climaxed again. A searing torrent erupted from her as her entire body convulsed violently.

She collapsed onto the waterbed, panting heavily. The angry fire in her phoenix eyes had mostly died down, replaced by a thick, hazy fog.

’She might hate him, but her body couldn’t lie.’

’The pleasure Yang Xun gave her was something Xie Haitao could never provide in a lifetime.’

’That ultimate ecstasy, which seemed to explode from the depths of her marrow, was as addictive as a drug, dismantling her rationality piece by piece.’

Yang Xun didn’t give her much time to breathe before he began his assault again.

This time, he fully incorporated the True Qi circulation of the Dragon and Phoenix Immortal Hand. Every thrust was accompanied by a wave of warm True Qi that surged into Huang Qi’s body.

"Ngh... No more... I really can’t take it anymore..."

Huang Qi’s voice grew softer, but her legs only wrapped around him tighter. It was as if her body had a mind of its own, completely betraying her verbal resistance.

"Ahhh!!! It’s happening again..."

After another frenzied assault, Huang Qi reached her fourth climax.

Like a fish out of water, she thrashed and convulsed on the waterbed. Her phoenix eyes rolled back into her head, and her consciousness began to fray.

After a good while, Huang Qi finally managed to regain some of her senses.

She turned her head, her phoenix eyes staring straight at Yang Xun. Although the disgust was gone, the anger was still perfectly clear. She growled, "You little bastard, I’ll count to three. Get the hell off me right now, or I’m calling the police!"

The corners of Yang Xun’s lips curved upward. He leaned in close to Huang Qi’s ear, his voice low and magnetic. "Miss Huang, would you have the heart to?"

"You..."

His hot breath washed over her neck, sending a violent shiver through her body as if she’d been shocked.

She said nothing more, her gaze fixed on Yang Xun’s chiseled face.

’Suddenly, she found that this man, whom she had always considered a useless loser, was... actually quite handsome.’

’Not only handsome, but also massively endowed, with skills that were out of this world.’

’Compared to that 265-pound fat pig, Xie Haitao, the difference was like night and day.’

"Want to keep going??"

Yang Xun gave two gentle thrusts, a wicked smile spreading across his face as he spoke.

"Hmph~~"

Those two thrusts went straight to her core, making Huang Qi’s whole body tremble. She gripped the sheets tightly and said, "Do I have any power to refuse? You brat, if you want to move, then just move!"

If one listened closely, they would notice the anger in Huang Qi’s tone had vanished, replaced by a hint of flirtatious pouting.

"Call me ’good husband,’ and I’ll move!"

Yang Xun’s hands landed on her full, snowy peaks, and he began to knead them.

"You... Shameless!!"

Hearing his words, Huang Qi was about to die from sheer fury.

If looks could kill, Yang Xun would have already been subjected to death by a thousand cuts.

"If you don’t say it, then I’m pulling out!"

With that, Yang Xun made a motion as if to withdraw.

"Don’t..." Seeing this, Huang Qi immediately grabbed Yang Xun’s arm. Her cheeks flushed a faint red as she whispered, "Husband... Good husband... Quick... hurry up and fuck me!!"

"Hahaha!"

Seeing her surrender, Yang Xun couldn’t help but roar with laughter, his eyes gleaming with triumph.

’Xie Haitao, oh, Xie Haitao,’ he thought. ’You never expected this, did you? Your precious little wife was conquered by me so easily!’

Just as Yang Xun was about to charge again, a loud shout suddenly came from outside.

"Honey!!"

"Honey, where are you??"