Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 150 This is the Last Time

Chapter 150: Chapter 150 This is the Last Time

By the time Zhou Xueqin came offstage, not even five minutes had passed.

"Thud thud thud..."

In private room 305, where Chen Dashan was, someone knocked on the door. He got up and opened it to find Zhou Xueqin in a white dress, holding up her skirt with both hands and standing breathlessly at the door.

Gulping for air, her breasts rose and fell dramatically with each breath.

Chen Dashan smiled, reached out to grab Zhou Xueqin’s wrist, and dragged her into the room.

With a loud "bang!" he locked the door of the private room, pulled with his right hand, and Zhou Xueqin was dragged into his arms, looking charming and delicate.

Chen Dashan, aflame with desire, roughly pinned Zhou Xueqin against a corner wall, his burning hands kneading her large breasts forcefully.

They felt firm and tight.

One hand was nowhere near enough to hold them; like a starving wolf, Dashan aggressively took what he wanted, his overbearing presence enveloping Zhou Xueqin. His hands, not content, slid from her ample chest to her slender waist, and then to her pert behind.

Chen Dashan lifted her dress, rubbing the small buns through her panties.

His body pressed tightly against Zhou Xueqin, who seemed to have lost her senses, clinging to Chen Dashan, at his mercy, her red lips gasping.

The two ground against each other, Chen Dashan already standing tall and ready. He turned Zhou Xueqin around, ready to enter her as she lay against the wall.

Zhou Xueqin exclaimed in alarm, "No... don’t."

While she spoke, she pushed against Chen Dashan’s hands.

"There are people outside, this... this isn’t right."

Zhou Xueqin spoke softly, her face troubled as she glanced towards the glass wall, her expression reluctant.

Chen Dashan said, "It’s one-way glass; we can see out, but no one can see in. Don’t worry."

After speaking, Chen Dashan embraced Zhou Xueqin and continued to knead under her dress.

Zhou Xueqin collapsed softly onto Chen Dashan, both enjoying the passion of the moment and reminiscing about Chen Dashan’s giant dragon, her heart torn between desire and conflict.

She had come this time to make things clear to Chen Dashan; she and Li Da were about to get married, she didn’t want her relationship with Dashan to affect her marriage.

Let this be the last frenzy!

Once this thought emerged, Zhou Xueqin no longer resisted and followed her heart, responding to Chen Dashan. The two were like a spark meeting a powder keg, teetering on the edge.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

"Buzz buzz!"

Zhou Xueqin’s phone vibrated incessantly.

In a few moves, Chen Dashan had undone the buttons on her dress, revealing a pair of plump and snow-white breasts; she wasn’t wearing a bra, only skin-colored pasties.

The sight had even more visual impact. Chen Dashan kneaded with both hands, the large breasts transforming shape under his touch.

Zhou Xueqin glanced at her phone, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Following her gaze, Chen Dashan saw the word "Husband" on the phone’s display—clearly a call from Zhou Xueqin’s boyfriend. He saw her look through the glass wall toward the hall.

Suddenly his muscles tensed.

Chen Dashan tentatively asked, "Is that man your boyfriend?"

Below the stage, a young man in a white T-shirt stood among the crowd, spectacled, with a slim and slightly hunchbacked figure, looking down and carefully dodging people.

He held a mobile phone in his hand, looking around as if searching for someone.

His appearance was average, his demeanor somewhat timid. What did a beauty like Zhou Xueqin see in him?

Zhou Xueqin said, "Yes, we are getting married soon. It would be best if we didn’t see each other anymore."

"Afterward, can you promise you won’t need it anymore?"

Chen Dashan had a wicked smile on his face as his giant dragon rubbed against Zhou Xueqin’s upturned buttocks. Zhou Xueqin was startled at first, but then she couldn’t hold back anymore. With eyes closed and legs going weak, she said, "I want a peaceful life. You are too flirtatious, you have many women, and I will never be the only one."

"I really like you—you are very charming. Since the last time we were together, I didn’t let Li Da touch me at all. All I can think about is you, and my life can’t be calm. This must be my punishment."

After saying this, Zhou Xueqin wore a look of dejection.

Chen Dashan’s giant dragon was rubbing up and down her garden spot, hot and huge, providing her a sense of fullness and security that made her tremble all over.

She told herself this was the last time.

Looking at Li Da holding his phone, constantly searching for her under the stage, Zhou Xueqin felt both guilt and excitement—being taken from behind in front of her boyfriend.

The mental stimulation made it even more heady for her.

She writhed her waist, desperately hungry, and kept shaking her rear end as Chen Dashan gripped her long hair in one hand and squeezed her large breasts with the other, thrusting deeply, the sensation of being tight and wet overwhelming her.

Chen Dashan continued to thrust as Zhou Xueqin leaned on the glass wall with both hands, her body swaying non-stop.

Looking at Li Da outside the glass wall, she twisted her body and kept moaning, "Mmm... Ah, I’m such a slut, fuck me harder..."

"I enjoy doing it with you..."

"Mmm, ah, it feels like I’m being split open... "

Zhou Xueqin leaned against the glass, moaning continuously, as her phone kept vibrating. Chen Dashan took the phone, turned it to silent mode, and watching the crowd outside the glass wall, he felt extremely satisfied while doing it with the goddess everyone admired.

Since the club was crowded and chaotic, Chen Dashan wasn’t interested in dragging things out for too long.

After more than half an hour, they slowly dressed. Zhou Xueqin, while putting on her dress, frantically picked up the phone to see over a hundred missed calls, causing a surge of guilt.

Her hands clenched the phone tightly as she lowered her head and said to Chen Dashan without looking at him, "Thank you, I’m leaving."

Chen Dashan nodded.

Zhou Xueqin turned and left the private room.

...

Elsewhere.

Li Da had searched the entire nightclub and couldn’t find Zhou Xueqin. She wasn’t answering her phone either, and his patience had completely run out.

Turning his head and seeing Zhou Xueqin walking towards him, Li Da was furious and was about to lash out.

But then, seeing the men around the stage swarming towards Zhou Xueqin like moths to a flame.

"Goddess, can I take you out for a meal?"

"You sing so beautifully, my ears are about to get pregnant..."

"Wifey, would you be my wife?"

"Can I add you on WeChat? My family is in the real estate business. I’ll invite you first for any performance."

The fervent gazes of the men gave Li Da a huge sense of satisfaction. These guys, better looking and richer than him, all wanted the woman he’d been with, didn’t they?

Thinking this, Li Da confidently took a few steps forward and took Zhou Xueqin’s hand, saying, "Xiao Qin, where did you go off to?"

"You had me worried to death. I’ve been looking for you for ages."

Zhou Xueqin looked down, feeling guilty, and said, "Oh, didn’t I mention there was a guy who helped me before? I just went to have a chat with him."

"Is that so?"

Li Da’s eyes roamed over Zhou Xueqin, as if searching for any trace or clue.

"Let’s go, we can talk inside."