Playboy in the City-Chapter 151: Do You Like Doing It Hard

Song Lingxue felt a chill spread from where she sat, and her heart filled with panic.

"It’s okay, don’t worry," Chen Yang whispered comfortingly in her ear. Hidden by her dress, his left hand snaked up to her pert and soft breast.

Song Lingxue wasn’t wearing a bra, only pasties. With a gentle flick of his finger, Chen Yang dislodged one. His large hand immediately grasped the moist, soft flesh and began to knead it forcefully. The sensation was marvelous. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Mmm..." A tingling numbness spread through her body. Song Lingxue bit her lip, forcing herself to endure.

Still, Chen Yang’s words offered her some small comfort in that moment. But she dared not move too much, terrified of reigniting his passion and being exposed in an embarrassing state.

Soon, they arrived at the location for the gathering: the Yunqing Club.

This lavishly decorated club was famous in Jinshui City. Chen Yang had heard the young people from his village mention it before. The club’s founder, Brother Yun, was an underground boss in Jinshui City with a powerful background and extensive connections. He was an icon for many young people trying to make it in the city’s underbelly. They all dreamed of making a name for themselves and becoming an influential figure like Brother Yun, always with an entourage.

Brother Yun was usually elusive; it was his lover, Sister Qing, who managed the club’s daily affairs. The name "Yunqing Club" alone was enough to hint at the unusual relationship between Brother Yun and Sister Qing.

"Chen Yang, we’re here! Get your hand out of there! Stop squeezing, you’re going to crush my breast! You reckless coward, you don’t have a gentle bone in your body," Song Lingxue’s voice was as quiet as a mosquito’s buzz as she urged him to take his hand away.

Worse still, they had arrived, but Chen Yang’s crotch was still damp; her body heat hadn’t dried it at all. They were about to get out of the car. What were they going to do? Panic began to consume her once more.

"We’re here. Let’s get out." The car came to a stop. Jiang Baibing felt the slick wetness between her thighs, her underwear completely soaked. She took a deep breath, suppressing the unrealistic, scandalous thoughts that filled her mind. She then glanced at the calm-looking Chen Yang in the rearview mirror before patting Lin Ruixin, who was busy on her phone next to her. With a hint of pity in her beautiful eyes, she told her it was time to get out.

She couldn’t bear to imagine how heartbroken the sweet, innocent girl would be if she found out what Chen Yang and Song Lingxue had just done in the car.

"Hee hee, we’re here!" Lin Ruixin put down her phone and gazed at the magnificent Yunqing Club, her expression eager. Then she turned to the back and saw Song Lingxue sitting on Chen Yang’s lap, face flushed and hair disheveled. "Sister Lingxue, we’ve arrived. You can get off Brother Xiao Yang’s lap now. Let’s get out."

"Haha, looks like Lingxue is exhausted, huh? Alright, we’re here. You’ve had your ride, no need to keep up the act. We’re getting out," one of the other female classmates said, before turning her attention to the club. "The Yunqing Club! Eldest Young Master Zheng and Young Master Yu really picked the perfect spot this time. I love singing and drinking at high-end karaoke bars like this!"

After saying their piece to the blushing Song Lingxue, the two classmates stared at the Yunqing Club with envy and excitedly jumped out of the car. Lin Ruixin followed Jiang Baibing out right after them.

Jiang Baibing, however, simply stood outside the driver’s door. She crossed her arms, a confident and intriguing smile on her face as she waited for Song Lingxue and Chen Yang to get out.

At this moment, she felt like a wise sage waiting for a mystery to unfold, a thrill running through her. She wanted to see just how the composed yet enigmatic Chen Yang would handle this awkward predicament.

Song Lingxue watched everyone leave the car. Feeling the cold dampness of Chen Yang’s pants beneath her, she whispered worriedly, "What are we going to do, Chen Yang? Your pants are still wet! If they see when we get out, they’ll know what we did. I... I can’t handle the humiliation."

"It’s alright, Sister Lingxue. Get out of the car. It’s fine, just leave it to me." As he spoke, Chen Yang’s hand, still hidden under her dress, gave her plump, round bottom a hard squeeze, making her yelp in pain.

"You rough coward! Why’d you squeeze so hard? That hurt!"

The sharp pain snapped Song Lingxue to her senses. But the more clear-headed she became, the more she dreaded facing Jiang Baibing, who was waiting right outside.

"Heh, Sister Lingxue, tell me... deep down, don’t you want me to take you forcefully just once?"

Chen Yang pushed Song Lingxue’s round bottom up slightly. At the same time, he circulated his Mystic Power of Life and Death. A great surge of it rushed from the ’dragon’s head’, instantly evaporating the dampness from the crotch of his pants. The Mystic Power of Life and Death was a special kind of energy. Drying a patch of clothing was mere child’s play for it, which was precisely why Chen Yang had been so calm and confident all along.

"I..." Hearing his question, Song Lingxue’s mind flashed back to the wonderful sensation of being filled by his thick, hot hardness. Her beautiful face instantly turned crimson. Flustered and ashamed, she tried to defend herself. "I... I don’t!"

"Chen Yang, you’re despicable! You just did that to me right in front of your girlfriend! You got inside my body... Are you even human?"

Thinking of Lin Ruixin brought a fresh wave of illicit excitement, but it was quickly followed by a pang of guilt. "Xinxin was right there! Your eyes were on her, but down below, you were inside me, fucking me! Don’t you feel the least bit guilty?"

As if looking for an excuse for her own behavior, Song Lingxue suddenly took on the tone of a lecturer, her voice growing calmer with each word. "Chen Yang, if you have any conscience at all, then let Xinxin go. She’s too innocent; she’s no match for you. After you’re done playing with her with that... big thing of yours, she’ll be stretched out so wide that no other man will ever want her. Her life will be ruined.

"So, I’m advising you. What happened between us... you don’t say anything, I don’t say anything, and no one will ever know. But you... you have nothing. No money, no car, no house. Your circumstances are too poor. You’ll only end up ruining Xinxin and hurting her.

"I’ve said my piece. In a minute, if they see your wet pants, just tell them you pissed yourself. Don’t you dare admit it was me. You... you’re on your own."

Song Lingxue took a deep breath, pulled herself away from the spot that had brought her such unprecedented pleasure, and decisively got up, opened the door, and stepped out of the car. After all, awkward or not, humiliating or not, she had to face the music eventually.

Chen Yang glanced down at his perfectly dry pants and shook his head with a small, derisive laugh. Heh, women... Ruthless once they get what they want. So quick to forget the incredible pleasure I just gave her. Song Lingxue, you have no idea how ignorant you appear in my eyes. You don’t know the first thing about the kind of existence you’re dealing with!

With that, Chen Yang stepped out of the car.

"You..." Jiang Baibing stared at Chen Yang’s pants. There wasn’t a single trace of moisture; they were completely clean. Her pupils contracted as if she had just seen a ghost.