The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 212

Chapter 212: Chapter 212

Qi Siyan’s eyes, like water, glanced at Wu Song.

Her legs instinctively tightened, not letting Wu Song’s fingers move around.

But Wu Song was stunned.

Because his fingers felt something unusual.

At the entrance of Qi Siyan’s cavern, his fingers went in smoothly, but as they pushed further inside, it suddenly became narrow, like a bottle with a wide mouth and a thin neck. The entrance was easy, but the neck was tight.

What is this situation?

Wu Song couldn’t help but look at Qi Siyan.

Qi Siyan also felt Wu Song’s fingers pushing inside.

Seeing his expression, she pretended not to know and said, "Are you full?"

Wu Song laughed, "Where are you talking about?"

Qi Siyan clamped her legs, eating with chopsticks, saying, "Of course, the food, what else could it be?"

Wu Song chuckled, his fingers continuing to probe, though it was a bit difficult, but he managed to go in little by little, unable to hold back his amazement, "Whoa, it’s so tight, who can fit in?"

Qi Siyan’s cheeks flushed slightly, finally a bit unnatural as she said, "Of course, the destined one."

"The destined one?" Wu Song’s eyes narrowed, "Are you talking about me?"

Qi Siyan glanced at Wu Song, neither admitting nor denying it.

"Are you still a virgin?" Wu Song was even more surprised.

It’s always said the most debauched are the high society women.

Princesses and socialites all wild to no end.

With Qi Siyan’s status, wasn’t she supposed to be a player, a heartbreaker?

And yet she’s still a virgin?

Qi Siyan suddenly seemed a bit shy, picking up a piece of chicken and placing it in Wu Song’s bowl, saying, "You should eat the chicken."

"Eat the chicken? Do you want some?" Wu Song narrowed his eyes, glancing at Qi Siyan.

Qi Siyan awkwardly smiled, knowing she misspoke, yet she couldn’t help but glance at Wu Song’s crotch, where a large bulge rose high, recalling the size she gauged with her hand earlier, she truly wanted to see it with her own eyes, then invite Wu Song to deflower her, or else she’d remain a virgin for life.

But when Qin Qingxia and Qin Wushuang were around, she could boldly sneak touches from Wu Song.

Now without others, just her and Wu Song, she felt nervous and awkward again, even more uneasy and fearful.

After all, her secret place was different from others, what if Wu Song couldn’t deflower her, wouldn’t it be awkward?

"I want to ask you, in a bit Miss Bai is coming, could you see her?" Qi Siyan hastily changed the topic, not wanting to continue this discussion, afraid it might get out of control, and with Wu Song, things might heat up uncontrollably here in the private room, and she’d be upset to be deflowered here.

For her first time to be hurriedly finished in a private room would be such a failure.

Moreover, her unique secret place, being deflowered in a private room would be too challenging, what if someone saw, it would be utterly ruined.

Wu Song withdrew his finger, no longer fiddling with Qi Siyan’s secret place, wiping his hands with a wet wipe, he glanced at Qi Siyan and said, "Bai Qiqi?"

"Yes, it’s her, you know her too?" Qi Siyan looked at Wu Song in surprise, she only mentioned Miss Bai earlier, not Bai Qiqi.

Yet Wu Song knew.

What’s going on?

Wu Song naturally wouldn’t tell Qi Siyan about his extraordinary hearing.

Instead, he said, "The Herb Hall of the Bai Family is quite renowned, since I studied traditional medicine, I’m quite familiar with them."

Qi Siyan thought something wasn’t quite right. After all, Bai Qiqi’s name is famous in Kyoto, even nationwide, but it’s mainly among the high society. How would a rural veterinarian like Wu Song know these things?

But that wasn’t the main point.

The main point was whether Wu Song would want to meet her.

"So, do you want to meet her later? She’s probably on her way now, but when she arrives, it’ll be around evening." Qi Siyan estimated the distance, looking at Wu Song somewhat apprehensively, afraid he might get upset, or find it troublesome.

After all, Wu Song was different from ordinary people.

If ordinary people had his medical skills, they’d be boasting everywhere.

But Wu Song was quite low-key, not showing off at all.

Wu Song was also quite curious about Bai Qiqi, so he nodded, "Sure, I can push the evening things a bit, but it means trouble for you to arrange it."

"No problem, I’ll arrange it, of course." Qi Siyan nodded with a smile, "We were too engrossed in talking and eating, haven’t even drunk, shall we have some drinks?"

Wu Song shook his head and said, "No need, I’m almost full, no need for drinks." NovelFire

Qi Siyan nodded with a smile, "Then shall we go for some tea?"

"Oh? Sounds good." Wu Song nodded.

The two stood up and left.

Qi Siyan was a VIP member here, there was no need to settle the bill, it would be directly charged.

The two left the restaurant, getting into Qi Siyan’s red BMW Series 5.

Qi Siyan drove to the teahouse.

Wu Song sat in the passenger seat, glancing at Qi Siyan’s profile, exquisitely beautiful and striking, her plump lip line lovely and inviting, recalling her secret place’s moistness, and its unique tight neck structure, his heart stirred, he raised his hand to touch Qi Siyan’s smooth thigh, sliding through the slit of her skirt to probe beneath.

Qi Siyan remained as steady as a mountain, the car driving on without a shake.

Wu Song was astonished.

This Qi Siyan’s composure was truly extraordinary.

Wu Song’s hands continued, sliding up the thigh, again feeling the bulge tightly wrapped by underwear,

still very moist.

Apparently, the earlier fumbling had produced quite a bit of moisture for her.

But her composure was truly remarkable.

Though she was so wet from being touched by Wu Song’s big gun, she restrained herself from looking or eagerly grabbing it to please herself.

Wu Song’s hand massaged the bulge.

Touching the warm softness, precisely finding the crevice, pressing against it through the underwear, it sank in again.

Qi Siyan felt discomfort from being pressed, squirming uncomfortably in her seat.

Wu Song’s fingers pulled aside the underwear, once again probing inside, finding the uneven strange hair, he really wanted to pull it open to see what Qi Siyan’s mysterious secret really looked like.

"Mmm—"

Wu Song’s fingers quickened, Qi Siyan finally couldn’t hold back and moaned, her legs clamping Wu Song’s fingers, her arms trembling, warning Wu Song: "Stop it, if you continue, I’ll crash the car!"

Wu Song was truly reluctant, not wanting to let go.

He was so curious. He wanted to see it clearly.

But in the car, it was indeed not good to mess around.

Wu Song had to stop.

Qi Siyan sighed in relief, the car gradually reaching its destination.

After parking, Qi Siyan bent over, emphasizing her rear, got out of the car and led Wu Song into the teahouse, directly to the top floor’s private room.

"Is this also part of your family’s business?" Wu Song asked.

"Sort of." Qi Siyan nodded, this teahouse held her shares, and she had her own unique private room.

She led Wu Song inside.

Antique and elegant, very upscale.

Qi Siyan went to the tea brewing area, invited Wu Song to sit down, she sat down and started expertly brewing tea.

Soon she handed Wu Song a cup of freshly brewed tea.

Wu Song raised the cup, sipping, its fragrance lingered in his mouth, truly a premium tea.

Looking up, he saw Qi Siyan watching him with a burning gaze, heart fluttering, he smiled, "Yanyan, why aren’t you drinking?"

"I’m not thirsty; I don’t want this." Qi Siyan shook her head.

"Then what do you want?" Wu Song raised an eyebrow.

Qi Siyan suddenly stood up, sat beside Wu Song, reached into his crotch, and with a tug and stroke, Wu Song’s big gun rose hard, Qi Siyan took a deep breath and said, "I want what this makes."