Xiao Ting was fuming with embarrassnt and rage.
She exclaid, "You dare!?"
"You think I don't?"
Having said that, Chen Fang,
who was already wearing only shorts, simply tugged them down to reveal his towering pillar.
And Xiao Ting, who had been sitting on his thigh with her legs parted, found the garden gate wide open.
The two were but a fist's distance apart.
When Chen Fang spread his thigh, Xiao Ting slid across willingly.
He lifted her thighs with both hands, leaving no ti for resistance. As the dragon probed, they beca one.
With a moist squelch,
it slipped in smoothly.
There wasn't even a hint of resistance,
which suggested that Xiao Ting's body was truly honest amidst such intimacy.
"You... rascal..."
As the full sensation hit her, Xiao Ting was teetering on the edge of control.
She thought to struggle free, but the pain at the soles of her feet when she touched the ground made living unbearable, leaving her no choice but to sit back down, initiating the piston movent herself for the first ti.
"Heh, after you've been calling a scoundrel all night, if I didn't join in, it would make seem unromantic. Sit tight, I'm starting now,"
Chen Fang scoffed.
His legs began to bounce.
Xiao Ting's hands, which had been hitting Chen Fang's head,
lost strength as the pace quickened and the squelching noises grew louder, her cheeks blushing further.
Her resistance in his hands slowly subsided,
and soft moans began to escape her throat.
As Chen Fang picked up speed,
Xiao Ting finally crumbled.
From initial resistance to eventual acceptance, and finally, complete cooperation.
The bathroom wasn't satisfying enough.
Chen Fang picked her up and moved to the living room.
Since she couldn't lie down, he had her kneel on the sofa.
This ti, Xiao Ting had no complaints and cooperated fully.
After a round of skillful, rhythmically intense 'old man pushing a cart,' Xiao Ting collapsed limply on the sofa, gasping for air, looking as if her very soul had been stripped away.
Chen Fang squatted down beside her.
He grasped her chin and asked, "Now do you still say I'm a scoundrel?"
Xiao Ting pursed her lips, her once defiant eyes now softening as she whispered, "You... you're amazing."
"So do you still order around?"
Chen Fang inquired.
Xiao Ting shook her head, "I... I'll listen to you."
That's more like it.
Chen Fang was satisfied with her response.
"Now you just lay there nicely while I go freshen up, then I'll make you breakfast, okay?"
Chen Fang said sternly.
Xiao Ting, with her hands propping her chin, had a lovestruck look in her eyes, "You... you're so manly, I really like that."
"A candle doesn't light itself, honestly,"
Chen Fang muttered under his breath and turned to go freshen up in the bathroom.
After breakfast,
he changed Xiao Ting's dressings once more.
By now, Chen Fang had gained so experience in handling Xiao Ting.
Speak kindly to this girl, and she'll walk all over you.
If you don't sound too gentle, she's all over you—whispering sweetly, as though she wants to worship the ground you walk on.
What's this called?
This is what they call "masochism."
Evening ca,
just after Chen Fang finished feeding Xiao Ting her dinner.
Wen i's call ca through.
She told Chen Fang that Hu Qin had made an appointnt for 6:30 PM at a small tavern opposite the western police station.
After hanging up,
Chen Fang carried Xiao Ting to the bedroom.
He said solemnly, "I need to go out for so important business now. Don't call unless it's urgent, understood?"
"Don't worry, I definitely won't call you. I'll just wait for you at ho,"
Xiao Ting, by now, was the picture of a docile little woman.
"Alright, I get it."
Just as Chen Fang was about to leave,
Xiao Ting suddenly grabbed his hand.
"What now?"
Chen Fang asked impatiently.
Xiao Ting gave a sweet smile and asked, "You'll surely co back tonight, won't you? You're not planning to stay out overnight, right?"
Damn it.
Had this girl turned into a little shrew waiting for her husband to co ho in just one day?
Chen Fang shook off her hand and said, "I told you to wait at ho, so just wait. Why so many questions? I'll deal with you when I get back."
"Okay, I'll wait for you to co back and deal with harshly."
Xiao Ting said, brimming with anticipation.
Six o'clock.
Chen Fang left the house.
Caught a taxi.
Around 6:20 pm.
He hurried to the small tavern opposite the city's western police station.
The tavern wasn't big, with only two private rooms. After Chen Fang arrived, he ordered so dishes and was just about to go back to the private room to wait, when a good-looking, androgynous woman ca in.
The woman was about one ter seventy.
She wore a tight tank top with a normal leather jacket thrown over it.
Her lower body was clad in skin-tight indigo jeans, hugging her long legs.
This woman's features were delicate, sporting an ear-length fluffy bob; if one word could describe her, it was "cool."
The woman seed to have noticed Chen Fang as well.
She was just about to co over to greet him.
But before she could, in the blink of an eye,
from the entrance of the tavern, a woman with a bag walked by and suddenly, a young man sprang from the darkness of the corner, snatched her bag, and took off.
"Robbery, help! I've been robbed..."
The middle-aged woman lost her bag.
She stomped her feet and shouted on the spot.
Hu Qin didn't say a word and chased after the fleeing robber.
This incident caught Chen Fang off guard.
He had no ti to hesitate and quickly ran out the door, just in ti to see Hu Qin disappear around the corner of the alley, and he followed hot on her heels.
The streets of North City were old areas of Jinde County.
Filled with old houses, this resulted in a complicated maze of alleys.
Chen Fang considered his physical fitness to be decent, but Hu Qin was running even faster. He lost sight of her after catching his breath.
With no other options,
Chen Fang began to search around.
On Hu Qin's side,
after chasing the robber into an alley, she nimbly darted left and right, circling through the complex network of paths.
The young man ahead probably didn't expect to be pursued so doggedly. He, too, was running out of steam, and after turning into a dead-end alley, he leaned over, hands on his thighs, panting heavily.
"Hand over the bag and co with to turn yourself in!"
Hu Qin said sternly from behind the young man.
The guy with bleached hair turned around.
Realizing who was pursuing him, he heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Damn, after all that, it's just a chick. If I'd known it was a da, I wouldn't have bothered running."
"So what if I'm a woman? I'm telling you again, hand over the stuff and co with to the station," Hu Qin ordered once more.
The bleached-haired guy raised the bag in his hand.
"Here's the bag, if you want it, co and get it," he taunted.
Hu Qin was enraged.
She walked toward the bleached-haired guy, step by step.
Just then,
four figures erged from the darkness behind the young man.
They walked up and stood in formation beside him.
"Co on, girlie, you think you're so tough? Bring it on," the bleached-haired guy said smugly.
Hu Qin instinctively looked back.
Without looking, it wouldn't have mattered, but the sight made her jump.
From nowhere, four n had appeared behind her, dressed as outlandishly as the five in front; they clearly mingled among the ruffians of the area.
With his crew assembled,
the bleached-haired guy beca even more brazen.
Taking a step forward, he sneered and asked, "So, girlie, do you still want to take 'big brother' to the station now?"
Hu Qin, unfazed, pulled out a badge from the back pocket of her jeans and said, "Look closely, I'm a police officer!"
Obviously,
the title of a police officer was intimidating.
Upon hearing she was a police officer, the nine n were sowhat taken aback.
But they quickly regained their composure.
After all, they held the advantage in this situation.
Yet the bleached-haired guy scoffed, "Police? A female cop trying to act tough? You think we're scared of you because you're a cop? My little brother has never had a chance to drill through a cop chick, especially not such a pretty one. Today's a good day to try it out. Boys, get her!"
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