Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 257: Am I Hearing Things?

Chapter 257: Chapter 257: Am I Hearing Things?

Zhou Xueqin, blushing, lowered her head shyly, her small hands on the door frame, looking like she wanted to say something but hesitated. Perhaps it was because of the dancing earlier; her snow-white, oval face was now as red as an apple.

Today, because she had to perform on stage, she had changed her usual conservative and gentle style. She wore a bright pink crop top and denim hot shorts.

Her figure was strikingly prominent, with a slender waist and long legs, and the makeup on her face made her look dazzling.

Chen Dashan was inflamed with passion as he looked at her tight waist that seemed to be sculpted from the finest jade, graceful and smooth. There’s a saying: a woman’s waist is a deadly weapon!

This saying was absolutely true.

Adding to it, the sparkling diamond in her navel caught Chen Dashan’s gaze.

"President Chen?"

Zhou Xueqin softly reminded him. Feeling Chen Dashan’s intense gaze, her heart leaped with joy. Although she had a special relationship with Chen Dashan, she knew that with his status, he would not normally have any interest in her.

Yet such an excellent man had helped her repeatedly, making Zhou Xueqin feel both proud and happy.

"Oh!"

Chen Dashan snapped out of his daze and smiled awkwardly.

He casually turned off the game on his phone, stood up, and walked toward Zhou Xueqin, who shyly stepped into the office. Chen Dashan was very tall, and as he approached, she felt the oppressive presence of his gaze above her head.

Zhou Xueqin lowered her head, her small hands entangled together: "Thank you, President Chen, I’ve always had a dream of becoming a star, and you gave me the opportunity to perform on stage. I... I’m here to thank you..."

Her voice was soft, and she sounded like a little lamb towards the end, which made Chen Dashan’s heart itch unbearably.

Such a woman, naturally born to be seductive.

Looking down at her exposed, round and tender white half-sphere, and the shimmering powder that changed colors, Chen Dashan’s eyes were fixated, and he grabbed Zhou Xueqin’s slender waist.

Her waist was so thin that one hand could encircle it, feeling smooth and tender.

"Ah..."

Zhou Xueqin gasped in surprise, her eyes wide like a startled deer, glanced at the door: "President Chen... the door isn’t closed!"

"What are you thinking about?"

Chen Dashan smirked evilly, his cheek close to Zhou Xueqin’s tender earlobe: "I just want to ask, what is that shiny thing on your chest?"

His hot breath sprayed onto Zhou Xueqin’s face, her collarbone, even the cleft of her chest.

The tingling feeling quickly spread all over her body. Zhou Xueqin looked at Chen Dashan’s handsome face, combined with his dominant male aura, and her worship of Chen Dashan made her body go limp, collapsing like a willow in the wind into his arms.

Her face flushed, she bit her lip: "President... President Chen..."

Her coy demeanor, with eyes full of spring passion, made Chen Dashan want to ruthlessly ravage her.

Right then, he wrapped both his hands around Zhou Xueqin’s ample buttocks, twisted his leg to catch the office door, and closed it.

"Mmm... President Chen, not here..."

Zhou Xueqin was placed on the office desk. Her hot shorts had already been unfastened by Chen Dashan. Glancing nervously at the door, Zhou Xueqin’s face turned bright red, her heart pounding in fear of being discovered.

She reached out, trying to stop Chen Dashan, her gestures both resisting and inviting. Chen Dashan’s eyes were blazing, and his hands unrestrainedly moved from her slender waist directly to her soft breasts.

Her panties were soaked, and feeling the sticky sensation on his fingers, Chen Dashan quickly removed his pants, roughly turned Zhou Xueqin around, making her lift her buttocks high, and lean over.

Gazing at the tender, round peach-like behind and the dewy flower hidden there, Chen Dashan’s desire surged up, and he thrust forward.

"Mmm..."

Zhou Xueqin let out a satisfied moan, her hands clutching the edge of the desk, her face showing an indescribable ecstasy.

The feeling of being suddenly filled made her body tremble with excitement. Since she had been with Chen Dashan, her boyfriend had become useless. Addicted to the pleasure brought by Chen Dashan, no other man could satisfy her anymore.

Shameless and wild thoughts sprouted in her mind. Zhou Xueqin felt ashamed and yet frenzied.

Her white body shook back and forth with Chen Dashan’s powerful thrusts, a heated, swollen sensation overwhelming everything. She twisted her waist unceasingly, working in perfect harmony with Chen Dashan.

"Pa! Pa! Pa!"

The sound of their bodies clashing, mixed with the wet sounds, made Chen Dashan’s blood boil, and his rough hands squeezed Zhou Xueqin’s large breasts with immense satisfaction.

At this moment.

Zhong Xianya, feeling nervous, came to the office to find Chen Dashan.

Mr. Han’s refusal to perform was a significant issue, depending on whether Chen Dashan would hold it against him. Recalling the call from Ning Entertainment, announcing her as the predetermined leading actress, Zhong Xianya couldn’t afford for her career to have the slightest mishap.

Chen Dashan...

Thinking of this domineering, aggressive, and somewhat wicked man, Zhong Xianya felt hot all over, vividly recalling the scene of their intense encounter in the dressing room.

Zhong Xianya’s legs felt weak.

"Ahh..."

"I’m coming soon, ah... please don’t, ah... fuck me harder..."

The sound of a woman’s gasping and wanton moaning echoed through the hallway.

Zhong Xianya’s face turned red, her heart beating like a drum. Could it be Chen Dashan?

Standing outside Chen Dashan’s office, Zhong Xianya was caught in a dilemma. Through the gap in the door, she seemed to see the entwined figures inside. She bit her lip and silently convinced herself just to take a peek.

Chen Dashan’s strong physique, lean when clothed but muscular when bare, was thrusting vigorously. The woman beneath him, the same performer from earlier, was moaning wildly.

Her expression alternated between ecstasy and discomfort, moaning as if in heat.

Zhong Xianya’s panties became soaked, and her secret garden felt both empty and lonely, making her long for Chen Dashan to ravage her instead.

Just as she was deeply absorbed in the scene, Chen Dashan turned his head slightly and their eyes met.

In an instant.

Zhong Xianya’s eyes widened, her entire body panicked, and her face flushed.

Chen Dashan wore an evil grin.

Before Zhong Xianya could react, the office door was thrown open, and Chen Dashan yanked her inside.

"Ah..."

With a startled cry, Zhong Xianya’s little mouth was soon blocked by Chen Dashan’s huge dragon.

"Mmm... I... ah..."

Inside the office, springtime filled the air.

...

"Mr. Han, you can’t go up!"

"President Chen told us not to let anyone disturb him. You..."

The staff at Zhongtian Nightclub, dressed in black uniforms, raised their hands to block Han Xuanwu from seeing Chen Dashan. Han Xuanwu’s face was pale, as if he’d just recovered from a severe illness.

Ignoring the staff’s obstruction, he craned his neck: "I won’t disturb President Chen, I just need to say a few words to him."

"I beg you!"

Huh?

The staff were stunned. Was this big star Han Xuanwu actually speaking like this? Was he hearing things?

"Hey, wait a minute..."