In the past, he, Han Long, wouldn’t have even deigned to spare a glance at an ant. Now, that very ant had bitten him, the elephant. Interesting, truly interesting. This kid... what was his na, Shen Fanyun?
Han Long finally recalled Shen Fanyun’s full na and sighed softly. Back then, I really should have cut the weeds and pulled out the roots! Truly, a woman’s compassion is a liability.
"Young Master, he’s badly injured! We must get him to a doctor imdiately," Zhang Hu reminded Han Long, his voice trembling.
Han Long snorted heavily. These useless gluttons allowed Shen Fanyun to get close so easily, resulting in Han Feng’s serious injuries. If sothing truly went wrong, wouldn’t I, Han Long, be left without an heir?
Han Long raised an eyebrow. A Martial Arts expert? This kid is quite skilled. But it doesn’t matter. Money makes the world go round. In the face of absolute wealth, even the strongest martial artist is fated to serve the rich and powerful. Since you’re seeking death, I’ll grant your wish!
"Send out a notice in my na. Gather all the Martial Arts experts in the city at the Han residence."
As one of the wealthiest n in Hangcheng City, Han Long was not as simple as he appeared.
"Bro, you’re amazing! You seriously injured Han Feng right in front of Han Long, haha," Shen Bufan said, elated but also stunned by Shen Fanyun’s skill. "That little punk is way too arrogant. He finally got what he deserved."
As he drove, he couldn’t help but mimic Shen Fanyun’s earlier movents. "Bro, am I doing it right?"
"Bro, check out! Do I have talent for Martial Arts? I think with my high cheekbones and lean cheeks, I must be exceptionally gifted."
"Bro, co on, teach ."
Shen Fanyun was speechless.
"You’re a bit talkative today, aren’t you?" Shen Fanyun chuckled.
Shen Bufan scratched his head sheepishly. "Hehe."
Partway through the drive, Shen Fanyun gave Shen Bufan a few instructions before getting out of the car. "Tell Mom I have so things to take care of. I’ll be back in a few days."
"Alright, stay safe," Shen Bufan nodded.
Is Lin iqing feeling unwell? Because she was afraid of delaying Shen Fanyun’s business, she had endured it for two days, but her condition hadn’t improved. When Shen Fanyun heard the news, he made a detour to Lin iqing’s residence.
Opening the door, he was hit by the strong scent of Chinese dicine.
Shen Fanyun frowned. Lin iqing was lying on the sofa with her hands folded under her head. Her face was ashen, and even her alluringly long legs had lost their usual fairness.
"What’s wrong?" Shen Fanyun asked with concern.
Lin iqing coughed twice, her spirits low. "I don’t know. I just feel dizzy and keep dry-heaving."
"Dry-heaving?" Shen Fanyun reached for her pulse.
He had a basic knowledge of dicine and was particularly skilled in physiognomy. However, he wasn’t a professional doctor. There were so illnesses he could easily diagnose but couldn’t cure, as they required modern equipnt for treatnt.
"Your pulse is a little strange," Shen Fanyun suggested. "I’ll take you to the hospital."
"I don’t really want to go," Lin iqing shook her head, her lips now devoid of color.
"You hardly ever co over. Stay and talk with ." Lin iqing grasped Shen Fanyun’s right hand tightly and tucked it into her soft bosom.
Shen Fanyun was at a loss for words.
Is she delirious from the fever?
Touching Lin iqing’s forehead, he confird that she did indeed have a low-grade fever.
"Hold ," Lin iqing said, lazily shifting her body. She wrapped her arms around Shen Fanyun’s neck and then bit his lips fiercely.
Her pale lips finally regained so moisture. Seemingly reluctant to let go, Lin iqing propped up her weak body and began to lick his lips, softly and tenderly. The intoxicating fragrance made Shen Fanyun’s blood boil.
"Auntie..."
"What is it?"
Shen Fanyun snapped back to his senses in an instant. What a beast I am. Auntie is this sick, and I’m still thinking about the pleasures of the flesh. Even if she’s the one initiating, I have to consider whether her body can handle it!
Shen Fanyun pushed her away. "Hurry, we have to go to the hospital. Your health is more important."
"No, let’s do it first, then go."
"We’ll do it after we get back from the hospital."
"How about we do it first? We can be quick. Co on, climb on top."
Shen Fanyun was utterly bewildered. What kind of nonsense was this? He gave Lin iqing a light flick on the forehead, which finally made her relent. "Okay, okay."
"I have to take care of myself. Otherwise, when my dear Fanyun cos over, I might have the desire to please you but lack the strength. Yes, yes, I’ll listen to you," Lin iqing finally agreed.
Since she was in loungewear, she naturally had to change before going out. Shen Fanyun went to the bedroom to get the clothes she’d picked out. When he returned, she was sitting on the sofa. She raised her arms high and said in a languid tone, "You undress ."
"Alright, alright." Shen Fanyun nodded, taking hold of the sides of Lin iqing’s red t-shirt as she conveniently lifted her head. As he gently pulled it upwards, two colossal, snow-white peaks, like mountain lotuses, eagerly sprang free from under the hem. They swayed back and forth, exuding a milky fragrance.
Shen Fanyun swallowed hard. This...
"Want a taste?" Lin iqing didn’t rush to get dressed. Instead, she approached Shen Fanyun completely bare, rubbing her nose against his cheek. The colossal mounds swayed left and right, a breathtaking sight!
Shen Fanyun’s eyes were transfixed.
"I asked if you want a taste." Seeing him petrified and silent, Lin iqing asked again, blowing a hot breath into his ear.
"First, get dressed so you don’t catch a cold," Shen Fanyun reminded her with a serious expression.
Lin iqing let out a disappointed "oh" and raised her arms again, signaling for him. "You do it."
"Maybe... we could go to the hospital later. It’s not out of the question," Shen Fanyun said, finding it impossible to maintain his composure. "Can you... can you manage?" He felt his blood boiling, a fire coursing through his entire body. To make matters worse, Lin iqing’s deliberate whimpers, her soft, breathy voice, were nearly luring his very soul from his body.
"Giggle... Shaless boy, pretending to be so proper." Lin iqing rolled her eyes and lay back on the sofa, winking at him. "Be gentle. I’m really not feeling well. But it’s a minor issue. I know my own body."
The next second, Lin iqing flipped over and straddled him, pushing him down onto the sofa. She roughly tore open his white shirt, her right hand slowly wandering across his chest.
Who is the more impatient one here? Truly, won in their thirties and forties are not to be trifled with!
Shen Fanyun simply put his hands behind his head and let Lin iqing have her way. Before long, a soft, tingling sensation spread through his entire being.
Lin iqing smiled faintly, spreading her fingers. She began to deliberately rake her nails across his skin, purposely brushing against certain parts of him for stimulation. "Does it feel good?"
"Mmm."
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