Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 148: Special Caller

Chapter 148: Chapter 148: Special Caller

"Brother Dashan, do I look good in this?"

Zhang Xuewen’s cheeks were as red as red apples, shy and timid. She glanced at Chen Dashan and quickly lowered her head, embarrassed.

The documents she cradled in her arms were just beneath a pair of large breasts, propping them up in a very spectacular manner.

Chen Dashan was thirsty and dry-mouthed, the lust he felt earlier had not yet subsided, and this little girl was here tempting him again.

No one in the office spoke.

The atmosphere was gradually heating up.

Zhang Xuewen, with her head down, felt the intense gaze of Chen Dashan and said in a tender voice, "I see Sister Jiayao dressing like this, I guess... I guess you must like it."

The young girl stood a meter away from Chen Dashan with her head down and her two big, white legs tightly squeezed together, rubbing against each other.

Looking at the short skirt that nearly reached the root of her thighs, Chen Dashan’s giant dragon raised its head, and he said in a deep voice, "Wenwen, come here."

Chen Dashan stretched out his hand, Zhang Xuewen pursed her lips, unable to hide the smile on her face, and placed her right hand in Chen Dashan’s.

Her hands were snow-white, her skin silky smooth.

Chen Dashan squeezed gently, and Zhang Xuewen was startled, falling onto Chen Dashan’s lap. In an instant, she was enveloped by a uniquely masculine and domineering scent. Zhang Xuewen’s heart raced as she looked at the face she had fantasized about, now magnified several times before her.

It felt as if a warm current surged through her body, making her unbearably hot.

Zhao Jiayao always wore sexy clothes to seduce Brother Dashan, so she had to learn from Zhao Jiayaos’s methods or else she would be forgotten by Chen Dashan eventually.

"I..."

Zhang Xuewen, with her face flushed, sat on Chen Dashan’s lap, her waist wriggling.

Chen Dashan’s giant dragon pressed against the crease of Zhang Xuewen’s raised buttocks, rubbing back and forth.

It felt incredibly good. Inhaling the young girl’s fresh scent, Chen Dashan whispered, "You’ll know how good you look if you touch it."

With a firm push by Chen Dashan, Zhang Xuewen gasped. The moment she felt that huge thing against her buttocks, her body went limp.

She said weakly, "Brother Dashan... you, you’re bad..."

Chen Dashan whispered in Zhang Xuewen’s ear, "If I weren’t bad with you dressed like this, wouldn’t Wenwen be sad later on?"

"It’s not like that..."

Zhang Xuewen gyrated her hips, and Chen Dashan was as hard as iron: "Look at what you’ve done to me; now you have to take responsibility."

After Chen Dashan spoke, Zhang Xuewen licked her lips and, no longer shy, knelt in front of the executive chair, adeptly unzipped Chen Dashan’s trousers, and upon seeing the huge, imposing member, Zhang Xuewen’s legs clamped together involuntarily.

The heat flooded her, and she gently took it into her mouth with a small, open mouth.

"Mmm..."

Chen Dashan reclined in the executive chair, looking down with satisfaction at the green college girl kneeling before him, and stroked her hair with his large hand.

Guiding her to swallow.

Zhang Xuewen’s little face was like a juicy red apple, her eyes brimming with tears, her mouth overflowing, with clear saliva at the corners, she looked up at Chen Dashan, her eyes full of lust, writhing her hips, "Mmm ah..."

"Ah... Mmm..."

Zhang Xuewen let out continuous moans of satisfaction, and Chen Dashan stood up and roughly pressed her onto the executive desk...

The moans inside the office lasted for over an hour. When Zhang Xuewen came out, her white blouse was no longer wearable. She leaned against the wall, covered her chest with the documents, and hurried to the changing room to dress.

Chen Dashan was very satisfied, feeling the energy accumulating inside of him.

...

The next morning, Chen Dashan was ready to return to Stone Village from the Vienna Hotel. He had been away for too long and was a bit worried about his sister-in-law.

Although Zhou Hui would call him to report that everything was fine and share interesting stories about the village, Chen Dashan still wanted to go back.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

"Buzz!"

The phone vibrated, and seeing a strange number displayed, Chen Dashan frowned as he answered, "Is this Mr. Chen Dashan?"

The voice on the phone was soft and delicate, with a frailty that seemed to easily crumble.

Chen Dashan said, "Yes, who is this?"

"I’m Zhou Xueqin, Jiang Rou’s piano teacher. That... that day, I..."

Zhou Xueqin on the phone was stammering and sounded embarrassed as she brought up her visit to Jiang Rou’s home. Chen Dashan remembered this woman, whose charm was different, great figure, and most importantly, her temperament; at a glance, she seemed soft and helpless.

She was gentle and delicate, a taste that was endlessly memorable.

"Teacher Zhou, I remember you. Are we going shopping together?"

Chen Dashan asked with a smile.

Zhou Xueqin hurriedly said on the phone, "No, no, that’s not it. I wanted to thank you because last time you gave me ten thousand yuan, I was able to perform and I bought a performance outfit I’ve liked for a very long time."

"I was thinking, if you have the time, could you come and see my performance, to support me?"

"No problem, where’s the address?"

Chen Dashan would certainly go.

Chen Dashan’s mouth curved into a mischievous smile; an invitation from a beauty was never to be refused.

After a few more words, Chen Dashan got the address, asked about the time, and then they ended the call.

...

At seven o’clock in the evening, Chen Dashan arrived on time at Sky Blue Nightclub as agreed with Zhou Xueqin.

The city’s night was lively with its initial blaze of lights, streams of cars on the road never ceasing, and crowds of people thick as swarms. The summer air was filled with the scent of barbecue.

Chen Dashan parked his car and looked at the Sky Blue Nightclub in front of him.

This was a new entertainment venue in the district, with an exterior more luxurious than the Swan Nightclub and more youthful and modern. Its walls were covered with countless reflective panels, like scales that made the entire nightclub’s walls glow under the streetlights.

There were luxury cars gathered outside the entrance, with constant coming and going.

Seeing the doorman sizing him up, Chen Dashan strode in and said, "Get me the best private room."

The doorman was stunned for a moment, but then became very respectful after realizing what was happening. He led Chen Dashan to the front desk, where he ordered a luxury package. To get the best private room, Chen Dashan casually spent eight thousand yuan.

At this point, the doorman looked at Chen Dashan as if he were a god of wealth, with extreme respect.

Not many in the small county town could spend like this; Chen Dashan was the first new customer they had, and they had to treat him well.

Before reaching the private room, in the big hall of over a hundred square meters with flashing lights and under the tall stage, many young people were holding various glowing sticks. Someone loudly said, "This competition is going to be interesting; I heard there’ll be twin dances."

"What’s so special about that? Isn’t there always girls dancing hotly here?"

"Yeah, I’ve become numb to it. How about something fresh for a change?"

"I heard there’s a beautiful and pure teacher performing today, and her figure is wow..."

Chen Dashan knit his brows slightly—was this about Zhou Xueqin?

Immediately, he turned to the doorman and asked, "Where’s Zhou Xueqin?"

The doorman was taken aback but figured out that this rich customer was here for the beautiful teacher. Not holding back any information, he said directly, "She should be backstage putting on makeup. The performance is about to start shortly. Do you want me to take you there right now?"