Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 232: In-depth Communication

Chapter 232: Chapter 232: In-depth Communication

"Change... clothes?"

Qi Shuzhu’s gaze landed on Wu Hongling’s hand, and seeing the pitiful amount of fabric and numerous strings in her hand, no matter how one looked at it, it was disgraceful. Qi Shuzhu’s face flushed with anger, "Chen Dashan, you’re a brute, I absolutely won’t wear this!"

Chen Dashan frowned, gave Wu Hongling a look, and Wu Hongling, getting the hint, dragged Qi Shuzhu to a room on the first floor to change clothes.

"Chen Dashan, I am Miss Qi from the Qi family!"

"Let go of me!"

"Let go of me, I’d rather die than wear it!"

Qi Shuzhu struggled and roared while doing so. Unfortunately, her strength was too little to resist, and Wu Hongling easily dragged her into the room without any chance for Qi Shuzhu to fight back.

Five minutes later.

"Creak..."

The wooden door creaked, Chen Dashan propped his head with one hand, looking up in the direction of the noise, only to see Wu Hongling standing at the doorway, her back toward him, coldly saying to the room, "Come out now!"

"Stop hiding, what do you have that others don’t, what’s there to see?"

"You..."

Qi Shuzhu was so angry she was at a loss for words. With one forceful push from Wu Hongling, Qi Shuzhu stumbled and lunged toward the living room, and the next second, she lay sprawled on the outermost sofa.

A small face contorted, she lifted her head and squinted, saying, "Ouch!"

While groaning, she reached her hand to rub her small waist.

Chen Dashan looked over; at that moment, Qi Shuzhu was dressed in a little fox outfit, with a low-cut top that pushed her ample chest together, shining bright like two large headlights, painful to the eyes. Not to delve into details, the girl was well-developed, the gap in the middle was profoundly deep, and her tender waves surged. Chen Dashan licked his lips.

Qi Shuzhu turned her head and caught Chen Dashan’s gaze fixed on her chest. She quickly covered her chest with her hands, a wary expression on her face, "What are you looking at?"

"You filthy prick, keep staring, and I’ll gouge out your eyes!"

Qi Shuzhu, covering her chest, hurriedly straightened up. Her skirt was very short, barely covering her buttocks, giving her lower half a cool feeling, which felt very insecure to her. Her two long, white legs crossed and rubbed against each other. The more she tried to hide, the more enticing it seemed to Chen Dashan.

Her costume, straight out of an anime, complete with furry ears and tail, coupled with Qi Shuzhu’s delicate features and the temperament of a spoilt young lady, gave her an agile appearance.

"Go, bring me my slippers!"

Chen Dashan spoke coldly.

The villa’s grand hall was silent; no one moved. Wu Hongling watched with amusement. Chen Dashan also waited for Qi Shuzhu to get the slippers, seeing both of them staring at her, Qi Shuzhu’s face flushed red, "Chen Dashan, don’t go too far, I won’t listen to you."

"Won’t listen to me?"

Chen Dashan sneered, rising from the sofa and striding towards Qi Shuzhu.

Seeing Chen Dashan’s tall, imposing figure filled with a man’s domineering presence, a sense of pressure made Qi Shuzhu’s heart race, her little face nervously looking up at Chen Dashan.

"A bet lost must be honored, it was agreed upon before."

Chen Dashan said calmly, leaning close to Qi Shuzhu.

Surrounded by the masculine aura of a man, Qi Shuzhu’s face instantly turned crimson. As she thought to step back, a warmth gripped her waist—a hug from Chen Dashan; just as she was about to get angry, a deep voice whispered into her ear, "Here in Furong County, I’m not afraid of your Qi family. If you provoke me, I’ll make you disappear forever, Miss Qi, don’t test my limits."

The voice was deep and seductive, his hot breath infiltrating her ear relentlessly, leaving Qi Shuzhu’s muscles tense, frozen in place, unsure of how to react.

The touch is nice, her body curvaceous, her waist so slender it could be encircled with one hand, and she still had the scent of a virgin on her.

Chen Dashan’s lips slightly raised as he looked at Qi Shuzhu’s face, filled with fright, which made Chen Dashan in a very good mood.

"Master, have you been into role-playing lately?"

Wu Hongling crossed her arms over her chest, an expression of displeasure on her face, and sat down heavily next to Qi Shuzhu on the couch. Seeing Chen Dashan look towards her, Wu Hongling frowned and said, "Master hasn’t instructed me for a long time. If you want to role-play, I can do it too..."

Wu Hongling complained softly, then took the initiative to hug Chen Dashan’s thighs, pressing her face against them. Chen Dashan was already aroused by Qi Shuzhu, and Wu Hongling, knowing her way around, directly lay on Chen’s crotch.

Her little face wiggled, rubbing while gently exhaling warm breath.

This feeling...

Chen Dashan’s body shook, and noticing his reaction, Wu Hongling looked even more proud. Her delicate, boneless hands gently stroked Chen Dashan’s giant dragon through his clothes. Her eyes full of spring gazing at him, she breathed out, "Master, I want to have a deeper conversation, is that okay?"

A deeper conversation?

Chen Dashan’s eyes lit up. Wu Hongling sure knew a lot of words now?

To refuse would mean letting down his good disciple’s intentions. With this thought, Chen Dashan felt moved. He looked down at Wu Hongling’s tight leather vest, her large breasts almost unable to be contained, spilling out abundantly, and saw her biting her red lips, her face hungry for him. Chen Dashan’s body shook and he immediately pulled Wu Hongling up.

"I’m going to grab the slippers!"

Just then, Qi Shuzhu suddenly spoke out loudly, interrupting their next move.

Then, with her head down, as though she were a thief, she hurried to the shoe cabinet by the door. Watching the back of Qi Shuzhu fleeing in panic, Chen Dashan grinned.

"Brother Dashan!"

"Is Brother Dashan there?"

At that moment, another gentle female voice came from outside the door, leaving Chen Dashan no choice but to let go of Wu Hongling and said, "We’ll wait for another opportunity. There’s a visitor, I’ll go see."

Wu Hongling stomped her foot in resignation, but had no choice but to follow behind Chen Dashan.

Outside, Qin Xuan still wore the white dress from the promotion event, holding a canvas bag demurely standing at Chen Dashan’s doorstep, tiptoeing and stretching her neck, peering into the villa.

Seeing Chen Dashan come out, Qin Xuan’s face lit up with joy, and she quickly ran up.

Her fair face flushed with pink, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, Qin Xuan’s eyes curved in a warm smile as she said to Chen Dashan, "Brother Dashan, do you really live here? This garden is so beautiful!"

Qin Xuan’s little face was full of wonder, her eyes sparkling.

Chen Dashan smiled and said, "If you like it, come over often, you’re always welcome."

"Yeah!"

Qin Xuan bashfully nodded, seeing Wu Hongling also out at the doorway, smiled and greeted her, the look in her eyes becoming faintly melancholic.

The moment the promotional event ended, Chen Dashan disappeared, and many were inquiring about him. Qin Xuan had long known that many women liked Chen Dashan, but since they hadn’t progressed any further, she assumed Chen might like her.

Qin Hailong had even inquired from Guo Dafu and found out Chen Dashan’s address, immediately arranging for Qin Fu to bring her here.

She understood the implications very well.

"Brother Dashan, I’ve been feeling a bit unwell the past few days, can you do acupuncture now?"