Chapter 122
An Xiaoqing’s delicate brows furrowed. "Do I have to take off my clothes and spread my legs? Isn’t there another way?"
Chenyang said playfully, "Of course, there is!"
"Hurry up and tell me. What is it?"
"I’ll perform a magic trick and conjure the thing stuck inside you right out."
When An Xiaoqing heard this, her expression immediately darkened. "I’m in no mood for your jokes."
"You’re the one who started joking. The thing is stuck in your hole. It’s like a fish bone caught in your throat. If you don’t open your mouth, how am I supposed to get the fish bone out?"
Faced with Chenyang’s mockery, An Xiaoqing was furious.
But at the same time, she was helpless.
After pouting, she sat down on the chair self-consciously.
As she lifted her skirt, she said in a cold voice, "You can help me, but don’t even think about taking advantage of me. Or you’ll regret it."
’Take advantage of her?’
Chenyang laughed inwardly. ’To get the object out, there are really only one or two ways. But no matter which method I use, I’ll have to touch An Xiaoqing’s most sensitive and private area. I’m a normal, red-blooded man. Faced with a stunner like An Xiaoqing, how could I possibly resist taking advantage of the situation? Besides, given how much her strong and arrogant attitude pisses me off, I’m not just going to take advantage—I’m going to find every possible way to take *more*!’
"I’ll try my best."
An Xiaoqing wanted to say it wasn’t a matter of trying, but a ’must’.
But she also knew that to get something out from down there, he would have to touch her unless he could retrieve objects from a distance.
"Control your hands. Touch what you have to, but don’t touch what you shouldn’t."
"Hurry up and get them off. If we don’t get that thing out soon, you could get a gynecological infection."
After hearing this, An Xiaoqing immediately deflated.
That was what she feared most.
She hurriedly lifted her skirt and spread her beautiful legs.
With the cover gone, that mysterious, forbidden territory was laid bare before Chenyang’s eyes.
The dark thicket had clearly been specially trimmed by An Xiaoqing.
It was just a small patch, and on it glistened a few crystalline drops from her self-pleasuring moments ago.
Below the gently rising mound, her pink opening was slightly parted, exuding an enchanting warmth.
Looking at it, she didn’t seem like a married woman at all.
She still had the tender pinkness of a young girl.
"Had your fill of looking?"
"Never enough."
Chenyang gave a teasing smile, reined in his scorching gaze, and walked over to her.
"Lift your hips a little higher."
"This is as high as I can lift them while sitting here."
"Then let’s switch locations."
"Switch—"
Before An Xiaoqing could finish her question, Chenyang swept her up in his arms and placed her on the office desk.
The moment she sat down, that area, slick with her nectar, pressed right against the spot below his waistband.
The position made it seem like he was about to lift her beautiful legs and launch an attack.
And in truth, Chenyang did feel that very impulse.
An Xiaoqing’s cold and haughty personality wasn’t very likable, but her looks and figure were enough to make one’s blood boil.
’And this is an office. If I could do it with her right here, while she was still in her professional attire, it would be both thrilling and incredibly satisfying!’
The thought of such a scene sent a wicked fire surging through his lower abdomen.
His already restless member immediately sprang to attention.
"Ouch, move that thing in your pants. It’s poking me."
"Can’t move it."
Unsure if it was due to his annoyance at An Xiaoqing’s constant attitude or the stimulation of the current scene, as he spoke, he subconsciously thrust forward.
"Ah..."
Only the thin fabric of his pants separated the two of them.
As that hard, scorching thing pressed against An Xiaoqing’s most sensitive spot, she couldn’t help but let out a soft moan.
By now, no matter how foolish she was, she realized what it was.
Flushed with shame and anger, she snapped, "Bastard! Are you looking to die?"
Chenyang chuckled. "Sorry, I lost control for a second."
"Move it down and hurry up and get this thing out of me."
"I definitely can’t move it. Besides, leaving it here only has benefits, no downsides."
"You’re pressing your ’gun’ against me, what fucking good could that possibly do!"
"To get the object out, I need to stimulate your nerves. And I think, no matter how skillful fingers are, they can’t stimulate a woman as easily as a man’s ’gun’, can they?"
Hearing this, An Xiaoqing suddenly felt that something was very wrong. "Wait a minute, what method are you planning to use to get it out?"
"By stimulating you until you ’squirt’ it out, of course."
"’Squirt’... ’squirt’ it out?"