No wonder she’s beco such a popular star. Not only does she have strong singing and dancing abilities, but her figure and looks are also top-notch.
Chen Dashan looked at Zhong Xianya’s trembling breasts, feeling a surge of heat. Developing so well, who knows if she has any breast nodules? Maybe he could help her check.
With a mischievous grin, Chen Dashan turned around and dialed a mysterious number.
"Xianya, my wife, I love you..."
"Owow... Xianya, look here, look here!"
"Xianya in leather pants is my goddess. These legs, I could stay ho for a year without going out..."
"Xianya’s looks kill everything!"
Under the rehearsal stage, quite a few straight male extras, as well as so photographers and lighting technicians, were so excited they almost cried. They jumped and waved toward Zhong Xianya on stage.
"Bang!"
The rehearsal ended, the music turned off. Zhong Xianya took the towel handed by her assistant and, without looking at the crazed fans below the stage, turned and walked into the Zhongtian Nightclub, surrounded by staff.
These proud won are all spoiled by these sycophants.
Chen Dashan swallowed, watching Zhong Xianya’s enchanting figure, and quickly followed her with big strides.
...
The VIP room at Zhongtian Nightclub was now being used as Zhong Xianya’s resting room.
"President Chen!"
"Hello, President Chen!"
Seeing Chen Dashan arriving, the employees all nodded and greeted him. Chen Dashan waved his hand and said with a smile, "Go gather on the first floor. I have so questions for Teacher Xianya."
The waitstaff were stunned for a mont, then quickly ran downstairs without any delay.
The lighting in the nightclub was dim. Walking on the soft carpet and looking at Zhong Xianya resting in the VIP room, Chen Dashan’s heart was about to leap out of his chest.
"Creak!"
Chen Dashan gently pushed open the door from outside.
Still toweling her hair in front of the makeup mirror, Zhong Xianya froze, not lifting her head as she said, "How many tis have I told you? Don’t co in and disturb . Do you people from Furong County not understand human language?"
Her tone was nasty, barely short of swearing.
Chen Dashan closed the door with his backhand. Hearing footsteps still inside and feeling soone had entered the room, Zhong Xianya beca furious, throwing the towel on the makeup table and turning around in anger, "Don’t disturb , get out of here!"
Only then did Zhong Xianya look up and see it was Chen Dashan. She seed stunned, as if she didn’t recognize him imdiately.
A mont later, Zhong Xianya ignored Chen Dashan and sat back down to towel her hair. "I said I won’t sign an autograph for anyone, get out right now!"
"I don’t like repeating myself!"
Chen Dashan sneered. A second-rate star, he had paid to hire them, and here she was acting like a god. Not only did she show no respect to her benefactor but was also so arrogant.
"I know all about you and Han Xuanwu taking money from both sides. Imagine what your fans would think if I exposed that. Do you think they’d feel like they’ve been blind?"
Chen Dashan smiled and spoke up.
Zhong Xianya suddenly turned to Chen Dashan, her eyes filled with panic. "You’re lying. Don’t make stuff up. I’ll sue you for defamation."
"If I didn’t have evidence, I, Chen Dashan, wouldn’t speak idly!"
Chen Dashan stepped closer, bent over, and leaned on Zhong Xianya. Her unique fragrance filled his nose, rich and pleasant. As Chen Dashan lowered his head, he saw the little fabric covering Zhong Xianya’s chest. Her white, tender breasts were round and perky, with a deep cleavage in between.
The hot breath from Chen Dashan’s mouth and nose sprayed onto the skin below Zhong Xianya’s collarbone, causing her muscles to tense up imdiately. She turned her head warily and covered her chest with both hands. "What... what do you want?"
"What do I want?"
Chen Dashan pressed Zhong Xianya down beneath him. "Han Xuanwu kidnapped my woman, dared to play with her. What do you think I want right now?"
"You... let go of . If you’re seeking revenge, you’ve got the wrong person. I’m not Han Xuanwu’s girlfriend!"
Zhong Xianya pushed Chen Dashan away, nervously hiding in the corner.
"You two are a screen couple. Everyone knows that. You say you’re not his girlfriend? Who are you trying to fool?"
Chen Dashan didn’t believe her. Zhong Xianya, hugging her chest with both hands, said nervously, "We have no relationship. The couple image is just for the company’s marketing. If you want revenge, you have the wrong person!"
"You think I’ll just believe you? Bla Han Xuanwu!"
Chen Dashan finished speaking and lunged at Zhong Xianya, his hands landing directly on her breasts.
"Ah..."
Zhong Xianya scread, and Chen Dashan quickly shut it off with his mouth.
"Mmm, mmm..."
Zhong Xianya turned her head to resist, but her voice was swallowed by Chen Dashan. He was even more overbearing, his hands moving from her impressive chest to her wasp-like waist, then down to her leather-clad long white legs and firm buttocks.
Breathing heavily from Chen Dashan’s heated attacks, Zhong Xianya felt her head spinning. Their bodies tangled in the corner of the room, one attacking, the other resisting.
"Smack!"
Chen Dashan slapped Zhong Xianya’s firm buttocks, enjoying the perfect blend of fullness and firmness.
Embarrassed and angry, Zhong Xianya opened her mouth to speak, but suddenly felt a chill below as her leather pants were ripped off by Chen Dashan. She quickly clamped her legs together, her face flushed red.
"As expected from a celebrity. Such a body and looks, indeed unbeatable!"
Sweating all over, Chen Dashan couldn’t restrain himself any longer. He violently turned Zhong Xianya around, making her support herself against the wall with her hands, and attacked her fiercely from behind.
"Mmm... ah..."
"Let go of , let go... ah..."
Zhong Xianya writhed and struggled, but Chen Dashan felt imnsely satisfied, his excitent growing with each thrust.
"Smack, smack, smack!"
The rhythmic sounds echoed one after another. Zhong Xianya’s initial vehent resistance turned into eventual pleasure, as they changed positions with their bodies entwined.
...
At that mont, on the first floor of Zhongtian Nightclub.
Two days before the performance, celebrities had to familiarize themselves with the venue and adapt to the stage lights, and Han Xuanwu was no exception.
"Where’s Xianya?"
Han Xuanwu couldn’t find Zhong Xianya anywhere. Grabbing a staff mber on the first floor, he began questioning them, but nobody knew. Just then, a server happened by, "Teacher Xianya is on the second floor learning from our President Chen."
Learning?
Learning from Chen Dashan?
Han Xuanwu’s face darkened. What was Chen Dashan up to? Did this hillbilly really think Xianya would fancy him?
Han Xuanwu laughed coldly to himself. He was a popular star, good-looking and capable of making money, and he was Zhong Xianya’s on-screen partner. They worked together closely and had many shared topics of conversation. Even with all that, Zhong Xianya still didn’t care for him, so how could she possibly care for Chen Dashan, that bastard?
A toad wishing to eat swan at!
Han Xuanwu sneered disdainfully and strode up to the stairs leading to the second floor.
A server reached out to stop Han Xuanwu. "You can’t go up. President Chen said not to disturb them!"
"Get lost!"
"What is Chen Dashan anyway?"
Han Xuanwu’s voice was full of malice. Two days ago, Chen Dashan had dislocated his jaw. He hadn’t avenged that yet, and now this dog had the nerve to try to seduce the woman he fancied?
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