The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 171 - 0171: Beating up the Pervert

Chapter 171: Chapter 0171: Beating up the Pervert

Long Fei arrived at Wang Xiaoya’s building, said something on the phone, then pulled out a cigarette with a worried frown and took a drag.

Wang Xiaoya had already changed into a dress and was waiting for him at home.

She ran down the building and, seizing the moment Long Fei was distracted, wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, giggling nonstop.

Long Fei spun around with her on his back before setting her down.

She adjusted the bag in her hand and smiled at Long Fei, "Do you think this dress goes well with the bag?"

Long Fei tossed the cigarette butt away and sized her up.

A chiffon long dress with small floral prints, paired with a leather bag, she was dressed very casually.

Just like her name, small and exquisite.

"Beautiful!"

Long Fei reached out and held her tightly in his arms.

Wang Xiaoya blushed, resting her little head on his shoulder, and asked shyly, "What’s with you?"

Long Fei shook his head, "Nothing, I just wanted to hold you."

Wang Xiaoya pursed her lips slightly and said, "Can’t we hug somewhere else? Don’t let other people see us."

Long Fei smiled, released his hold, and said as he took her hand, "Alright, then let’s go somewhere else."

He and Wang Xiaoya left the residential area, hailed a cab, and gave the address of the hot spring hotel.

"Is this the surprise you have for me?"

Wang Xiaoya’s face flushed, realizing this guy was taking her to a hotel.

She felt nervous, having longed for this day to come.

But now that she faced it, she felt a bit scared.

"Sort of!"

Long Fei smiled faintly, as it indeed was supposed to be a surprise.

But the thought of Lin Shanshan and today’s marriage contract made his head ache terribly.

Wang Xiaoya’s big eyes scrutinized him, sensing he had something on his mind.

She couldn’t resist and asked, "Is there something you want to tell me?"

"No, there’s nothing!"

Long Fei patted her head, thinking to himself how strong a woman’s sixth sense could be!

Wang Xiaoya didn’t believe him and stared at him, mumbling to herself.

The cab went up a small hill and stopped in front of an antique-looking hotel entrance.

The trip out of the city cost over a hundred yuan.

Long Fei scanned a QR code with his phone to pay, not even blinking an eye.

Wang Xiaoya looked at him and frowned, asking after getting out of the car, "Since when did you become so generous?"

"What do you mean?"

Long Fei furrowed his brows.

Wang Xiaoya said, "You used to cycle and take me places, but now you even dare to take a taxi."

Long Fei laughed and, taking her hand, said, "Well, I have money now!"

The two entered the lobby and registered.

It was Saturday, and the hotel was crowded.

The hot spring here was a real geothermal spring, not artificially heated.

Legend has it that even the First Emperor soaked in these springs when he toured to the east.

Generations of officials treated this place as a private garden.

Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya returned to their room, ready to change into swimsuits to go to the spring.

He stood at the window looking outside; night had fallen, and lights were shining at the back of the hotel.

Looking out, it resembled a park.

The springs were hidden among the trees and flowers, and from the building, you could faintly hear the laughter of women.

Long Fei rubbed his head, wondering if Lin Shanshan and Su Yiyi had arrived.

If things didn’t turn out well, he’d just offer Wang Xiaoya some extra money to switch to a private couple’s hot spring to avoid any disturbance from those guys.

As he was lost in thought, Wang Xiaoya shyly emerged from the bathroom in her newly changed swimsuit.

The swimsuit was bought just now downstairs; Wang Xiaoya had even scolded him, saying they had one at home and there was no need to buy one here, especially since it was twice as expensive as outside.

She picked a relatively inexpensive one, also a floral style with a skirt attached, more conservative than other styles.

But around her chest, two patches of fair skin were exposed.

Wang Xiaoya was quite endowed, and the swimsuit struggled to contain her.

She covered herself with both hands, her face flushed, and asked Long Fei, "Isn’t this a bit too revealing?"

Long Fei laughed reassuringly, "Revealing? I just saw someone through the window who was showing off her waist, wearing only two pieces of cloth on her body!"

"You big pervert, no wonder you wanted to come here," Su Yiyi said. "It turns out you came to ogle at the beauties, huh?"

Wang Xiaoya gave him a disapproving look.

Long Fei immediately explained, "It was just a quick glance, I didn’t really look closely."

Wang Xiaoya didn’t believe him and stood by the window to take a peek outside.

The lighting below was dim, and the trees blocked the light.

From here to the hot spring pool was at least five hundred meters away, impossible to make out anything specific.

She looked at Long Fei and frowned, "You’re just trying to cheer me up, right? How could you see anything from here?"

Long Fei chuckled, offering no explanation.

His eyes, indeed, could see.

After descending the stairs, the two followed the cobblestone path towards the hot spring pools.

Wang Xiaoya had wrapped herself in a bath towel, covering herself tightly.

The men passing by glanced at her, intentionally or otherwise, making her feel a bit embarrassed.

No helping it, her appearance and figure were among the best here.

A slender waist, long shapely legs.

Walking down the path, she naturally drew a lot of attention.

When they were nearing the hot spring pool, a group of men whistled at her from behind.

Long Fei was not pleased. Damn it, it’s one thing to look, but catcalling is not okay.

He stopped in his tracks and turned around.

The group also halted; five or six guys, wearing swimsuits and flip-flops, sporting buzz cuts like gangsters and tattoos on their arms.

The one leading the group, with a cigarette hanging from his lips, scornfully cursed at Long Fei, "Look at your fucking what, huh, look!"

Long Fei sneered, "You’re right, I am looking at your fucking nonsense."

The gang yelled out in surprise, their faces showing disbelief, and cursed at Long Fei, "Are you looking for a beating, boy?"

"Fuck you, who the hell are you talking to? Do you know who we are?"

"Are you tired of living, kid?"

As they spoke, they advanced towards Long Fei.

"Don’t start anything!"

Wang Xiaoya exclaimed sharply, not wanting Long Fei to get into trouble, she tugged at him, signaling him not to engage with these people.

Long Fei patted her head, gesturing her to go ahead to the hot spring pool.

But Wang Xiaoya did not budge, standing nervously on the spot.

Five gangsters soon surrounded the two of them.

Long Fei didn’t waste words and went straight into action.

While Wang Xiaoya was holding his right arm, he didn’t move, but suddenly kicked the gangster in front of him with great force.

Taken by surprise, the gangster cried out and was kicked back three to four meters.

"Fuck!"

"Kill him!"

The other four, shocked, cursed loudly, swinging their fists and kicking, all attacking Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya.

Long Fei held Wang Xiaoya in his arms, leaned back, and collided with a gangster’s fist smashing into him.

The gangster felt as though he had been hit by a wild bull; his fist hurt from hitting Long Fei’s neck, causing his arm to go numb.

After the collision, he rolled on the ground with a clang.

Long Fei, holding Wang Xiaoya, stepped on the gangster’s body and pulled himself out of the encirclement, avoiding the attack from the three in front of them.

One guy rushed at the forefront, and Long Fei twisted his body to deliver a side kick.

With a heavy thud, the gangster was kicked away.

The two attackers, sensing something was wrong, picked up sticks and bricks from the ground and rushed towards Long Fei, cursing, "Fuck your mother, do you believe I’ll kill you!"

Long Fei put Wang Xiaoya down, and she, realizing she was a burden, quickly retreated a few steps.

Facing the gangsters head-on, he muttered under his breath, "You guys are not up for this."

He threw a punch at the brick-wielding man, who swung and met his fist with a crash.

The brick shattered with a snap.

Long Fei’s unwavering fist then slammed into the man’s chest.

The brick-wielding man flew backward like a kite, landing on the ground with a thud, vomiting.