Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 387 - 387 387 Senior Sister is Very Beautiful 2 Second Update

387: 387: Senior Sister is Very Beautiful 2 [Second Update] 387: 387: Senior Sister is Very Beautiful 2 [Second Update] “You, you keep talking, little refugee.”

“How can you blame me when you’re also full of lies, even claiming your hubby is right beside you?

Nonsense.

Besides, you were the one who let me take a look just now, don’t deny it.”

“Men, always scoundrels.

But tell me, do you really possess the ability of penetration?”

“Of course I do.

If not, how could I possibly see you?” Tang Feng said with a smile.

“Alright, I believe you.

Nowadays, cultivators fly in the sky, so it’s not strange that you can penetrate.

But tell me, you’re still a student, right?

Daring to hit on an older woman like me?

You’ve got some nerve.”

“What’s the difference?

Women are women all the same.”

“It’s definitely different.

Sister doesn’t fancy little brats like you.” The woman said with a slight smile.

“Haha—if you knew what you were missing, you wouldn’t talk like that.” Tang Feng winked, not backing down an inch.

“Psh, men always want to save face.

They’re all about work until it’s done in a few minutes.”

“No way, you haven’t even tasted it, how would you know?” Tang Feng laughed.

“Kid, you…

how do you know I haven’t tried it?

Sister is a married woman.” The woman was slightly uncomfortable.

“Your face turning as red as a peach and still not admitting it?

I know you’re still a maiden.” Tang Feng laughed.

“You little brat, even if you’ve seen through me, what of it?

Sister is legitimately married, so don’t even think about it.”

“Sister is overthinking it.

We’ve just met.

Although I appreciate you, I have yet to think anything of you.

See those three beauties there?

They’re all my women.” Tang Feng said, laughing.

“Heh, keep on boasting.

I might believe one, but three?

Even if you’re handsome, you don’t get that kind of privilege.” The woman laughed.

“Wait and you’ll believe it.

My name is Tang Feng, a student at Huaxia University.

What should I call you, Sister?”

“You’re from Huaxia University?

Then why don’t you recognize me?” The woman asked in surprise.

Tang Feng was taken aback and took a deep look at her.

“Are you famous or something?”

The woman nearly fainted.

What did he mean by ‘or something’?

She was very famous.

“My name is Song Keqing.

Don’t tell me you’re a new student from this year?” The woman said, regaining her composure with a smile.

“Yes, and Song Keqing is as beautiful as the person it belongs to.

Just hearing it, you know she must be a beauty.” Tang Feng remarked.

“Tssk, you’re saying that now because you’ve seen me.

You really haven’t heard of me?”

“No, is Sister Keqing really that famous?”

“It’s just alright.

I’m just freeloading.” Song Keqing laughed.

Forget it, I’ll just search for it and find out.

Tang Feng did a quick search on his browser.

Good Lord, this Song Keqing is no ordinary person—a bunch of doctorate degrees adorn her, a true academic prodigy.

Universities abroad are vying for her without success.

She stayed behind and indeed, she got married.

This fact slightly astounded Tang Feng.

It couldn’t be another one of those melodramatic stories where the husband is useless, right?

What a waste, a lovely flower trampled by a swine.

“No way, what’s with that expression?

You think Sister doesn’t deserve those honors?” Song Keqing asked, somewhat irritated.

“No, I’m just sad to see that you’re actually married.

If you had met me sooner, your husband might not have had any part in it,” Tang Feng sighed.

“Get lost, kid.

Sister is much older than you.” Song Keqing’s smile flashed with a hint of loss, but she hid it well.

“Come here.” Tang Feng suddenly pulled her into a secluded corner.

He pulled her into his embrace, his hands gently pressing on her peachy behind.

“Tang Feng, what are you trying to do?” Song Keqing trembled slightly.

“You keep calling me a little brat, so I’m lodging a protest.

To prove that I’m not, you’ll have to feel for yourself.” Tang Feng dared to do this because he had detected her hidden resentment.

Maybe it was her first time doing something like this, but she definitely seemed to want to retaliate for something.

Tang Feng seized such an opportunity.

He also felt a secret relief, thinking that perhaps Song Keqing would have done the same with anyone else.

However, the difference was that Song Keqing’s impression of Tang Feng wasn’t bad; she at least didn’t think him a bad person.

Once her favorable impression increased, the rest was just making excuses for herself.

For instance, now, Song Keqing convinced herself that it wasn’t entirely her own will, which naturally lessened her sense of guilt.

Plus, harboring resentment inside, her symbolic struggles soon ceased.

“Sister Keqing, if you disagree, I’ll let go of you right now,” Tang Feng said, his heart softening.

Who knew that Song Keqing would suddenly hug him tightly, resting her head on Tang Feng’s shoulder as tears fell.

Seeing her like this, Tang Feng naturally wouldn’t carry on with his teasing.

One hand gently stroked her hair, the other softly patted her back.

“You really don’t need to live so tiredly, Sister Qing.

I understand what you wanted to do today, but I hope you won’t go through with it.

However, if you ever decide you want to, then come find me,” Tang Feng said.

“You sure have some pretty thoughts,” Song Keqing chuckled, naturally pinching him in the process.

“Ouch, you dare pinch me?

Then I’m going to pinch you back,” he said, his hand reaching out.

The sensation was beyond words; Song Keqing instantly melted into Tang Feng’s arms, her eyes misty with tears.

“Not bad at all, very solid,” Tang Feng commented with a laugh.

“You little rascal, spare your sister,” Song Keqing had never experienced such a thing before, and she couldn’t cope with Tang Feng’s actions.

“Then remember what I just said: you can’t seek anyone else, only me.

Kick that so-called husband of yours to the curb.

The women I’ve touched are off-limits to anyone else,” Tang Feng said commandingly.

“Impossible.

I can’t escape; I can’t hide,” Song Keqing shook her head desperately.

“Sister Qing, look at me,” Tang Feng said, cupping Song Keqing’s face with determination in his eyes.

“Believe me, if it’s a cage, then break free.”

“Do you think I don’t want to?

It’s impossible.

Once trapped in a wealthy family, the depths are like the sea; the bitterness and pain are mine alone to endure,” Song Keqing gently pushed Tang Feng away, her eyes filled with reluctance and helplessness.

Tang Feng pulled her back, “Actually, I was just teasing you, but now I can’t,” he said, lowering his head.

Song Keqing’s eyes widened in shock and panic, her hands tapped a few times on Tang Feng’s back before she forgot everything else.

No matter how formidable a woman is, once they experience their first time, they instantly become bewildered and dumbfounded.

Tang Feng didn’t go overboard and let go of Song Keqing after roughly ten breaths.

“Sister Qing, come back to your senses,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

“Ah!

You…

you actually kissed me, I’ll kill you,” Song Keqing’s hands were so weak.

Tang Feng laughed heartily.

“The mark is set; now you can’t run away,” Tang Feng said, as he placed a jade pendant around her neck.

“I can’t accept your gift,” Song Keqing, knowing the value, felt a change in her entire being as soon as the jade pendant touched her skin.

“You must wear it.

If you’re in danger, just say my name and I’ll come to save you,” Tang Feng told her.

“Pfft!”

Song Keqing thought of a movie scene and couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“There’s also this,” he said, sliding a bracelet onto her wrist.

“Tang Feng, we’ve only just met; why are you being so good to me?”

“I like what I see.

Remember my words: I shall guard your body; it belongs to me.

When it’s no longer within your control, remember to call out for me,” Tang Feng told her.

Feeling helpless, Song Keqing nodded, “Alright, I’ll remember.”

“You should go now; it seems someone is looking for you,” Tang Feng said, releasing her and returning to his previous seat.

Sure enough, a moment later, four bodyguards hurried over.

Song Keqing’s face immediately turned cold, and after a reluctant glance at Tang Feng, she left the fourth floor.

Tang Feng’s mouth twitched up as he glanced at the three women still trying on shoes, leaving him no choice but to continue scrolling through WeChat.