The Rogue Villager Chen Erbao

Lin Zhiqing jumped in surprise. "What is it?"

Chen Erbao moved her fist aside and sighed. "I'm a little banged up."

He lifted his shirt, revealing a well-muscled chest.

Lin Zhiqing gasped when she saw it.

On his otherwise fair-skinned chest was a dark, ugly bruise, with hints of blood seeping from it.

"What... what happened?"

Her face filled with heartache as she looked at Chen Erbao, her soft hand carefully stroking the skin near the dark wound.

Chen Erbao sighed. "It must have been Ma Qiming from Dingsheng Group and that foreigner, Wang Ming. They hired a foreign assassin who ambushed me on the road. If I wasn't so skilled, he might have actually broken my leg."

When Lin Zhiqing heard Ma Qiming was behind it, her lovely face turned cold. "I'm calling my second uncle right now. I'll have him go after them. They were the ones in the wrong in the first place, and now they dare to retaliate!"

Chen Erbao quickly stopped her. "Don't be hasty. Let me handle this myself. We can't bother your uncle with everything."

Lin Zhiqing looked at him softly, her voice full of pain. "What's this 'you' and 'me' business between us? My uncle is your uncle. It's not a bother at all..."

"I know... but even though I beat that guy half to death tonight, I still took a hit. I have to settle this score myself. Don't let your uncle get involved just yet."

Seeing Chen Erbao's insistence, Lin Zhiqing could only put her phone down. "You have to be careful. If it's too much, just tell me. In China, our family's word still carries a lot of weight!"

Chen Erbao grinned. "I know, my little princess. If I can't make money in the future, I'll have to count on you to support me!"

"Hmph... So I can spend my money supporting you, and you can spend my money on your other little vixens, is that it? You've had quite a few girls in this car, haven't you? The perfume hasn't even faded!"

Lin Zhiqing's words were pointed.

Chen Erbao's heart skipped a beat. He gave a sheepish smile, not daring to reply.

'Damn it, I was so preoccupied with Ma Qiming that I forgot to air out the scent of Zhang Yiyi's perfume!'

'It's all that bastard Ma Qiming's fault!'

Seeing Chen Erbao remain silent, Lin Zhiqing didn't press the issue.

Ever since they first met, she knew Chen Erbao wasn't the faithful, monogamous type.

She had once thought about cutting ties with him completely, but Chen Erbao seemed to have a magical pull on her that she couldn't escape. Even knowing all sorts of problems would arise in the future, she had defied her family and thrown herself at him without a second thought.

The car fell quiet. Chen Erbao could guess what Lin Zhiqing was thinking, but there was nothing he could do.

It was something beyond his control. The nature of the Joyful Technique doomed him to a life where he could never be devoted to just one person.

Chen Erbao opened the car window, lit a cigarette, and began to smoke in silence.

Lin Zhiqing silently stared out the window, seemingly lost in a daze, or perhaps deep in thought.

Only the cool breeze drifted through the dark night.

Nicotine couldn't solve all his troubles, and some things couldn't be resolved just by thinking about them.

When the cigarette burned down to the filter, Chen Erbao tossed the butt out the window and rolled it back up.

"You should smoke less in the future. It's bad for your health!"

Lin Zhiqing said softly as she straightened Chen Erbao's collar.

Looking at Lin Zhiqing's bright eyes and her gentle, virtuous demeanor, Chen Erbao felt a flicker of doubt in his heart.

"Zhiqing, you're so good to me!"

Chen Erbao grabbed Lin Zhiqing's small hand and placed it on his chest.

Lin Zhiqing shot him a look. "You bad boy... Are you hurt anywhere else?"

Chen Erbao lifted his leg and pulled up his pant leg, revealing a gash nearly five centimeters long.

Dark red flesh was peeled back, his shoe was stained red, and the wound had already started to scab over. It was a shocking sight.

"They used a knife!"

Lin Zhiqing was both heartbroken and frightened, her small face filled with worry.

Chen Erbao grinned. "The Muay Thai master they hired from abroad wasn't as strong as me, but he was very experienced. He even tried to sneak attack me with a knife at the end. If I hadn't reacted quickly, I might have really been done for!"

"Let's go to the hospital and get it treated!"

"No need. I'm a doctor myself. A small wound like this doesn't need any treatment. It'll be fine in two or three days."

The Spiritual Qi from the Joyful Technique had healing properties; superficial wounds truly didn't require treatment.

Chen Erbao started the car and soon found a five-star hotel.

After getting a room, Lin Zhiqing helped the injured Chen Erbao inside.

She thoughtfully helped him take off his clothes, then guided him into the bathroom and gently washed his body with a towel.

By the time she was washing between his legs, his Stabilizing Needle was already standing tall.

Lin Zhiqing's face flushed slightly, and she shot him a glare. "You're hurt, and you're still being so naughty!"

Chen Erbao feigned innocence. "It's all your fault for being so charming! I can't control myself!"

To keep her own clothes from getting wet, Lin Zhiqing had also stripped naked. Her large breasts jiggled in the open air, and her dark mound, glistening with droplets of water, looked mysterious and alluring.

Chen Erbao sat on the toilet lid, watching as Lin Zhiqing carefully cleaned the wound on his leg. His Stabilizing Needle grew even larger, almost poking her in the face.

"Stop messing around..."

Lin Zhiqing pushed the searing-hot behemoth aside with her hand, her face now a deep crimson.

Chen Erbao was in agony. "Zhiqing, I'm hurt today, you have to help me..."

Pestered to the point of exasperation, Lin Zhiqing reluctantly squatted down. She opened her crimson lips as wide as she could and gently took the tip in her mouth.

As she began to bob her head, Lin Zhiqing shot him a resentful glare, but her mouth showed no hesitation. She strained to open it as wide as possible, allowing the Stabilizing Needle to plunge to its deepest point, its shape even visible as an outline against her throat.

A wave of pleasure washed over Chen Erbao. He reached out, grabbing her two lovely breasts and tugging on their nipples, pulling them left and right.

After a long time, Lin Zhiqing's jaw was aching. Only then did Chen Erbao hold her head with both hands and begin to thrust his hips actively.

With a final shudder, he sprayed his scorching magma, filling her completely.

"Baby, this is good stuff. It's way more effective than the Dream Fantasia mud mask for your complexion!"

Coaxed by Chen Erbao, Lin Zhiqing had no choice but to swallow it all, then leaned over the sink to rinse her mouth.

Seeing Lin Zhiqing's full, jade-like buttocks held high, her slender waist bent over, presenting him with a beautifully curved arc, Chen Erbao's Stabilizing Needle stood erect once more.

He stood up, came up behind her, and wrapped his large hands around her slim waist.

Lin Zhiqing was still bent over rinsing her mouth when she suddenly felt Chen Erbao's hands on her waist, followed immediately by a searing hot tip pressing against the depths of her thicket.

She was about to turn and speak, but the Stabilizing Needle thrust in fiercely.

"Ah... Slo... slower..."

Lin Zhiqing moaned, her hands quickly bracing against the mirror. Before she could say another word, a fierce assault began from behind.

SQUELCH! SQUELCH!

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