Playboy in the City-Chapter 149: The Soul Drifted Up

Not only did Lin Ruixin feel this way, but the two female classmates beside her discussing cosmetics and handbags also wanted to laugh.

"Ling Xue, you’re just sitting on a guy’s lap. Is it really necessary to be so dramatic?"

"Exactly. Even if Chen Yang is Xin xin’s friend, you don’t have to act like that. It’s like you’re having an orgasm or something. Way too exaggerated."

The two classmates shook their heads, speechless at Song Lingxue’s performance. If it were them, they would have just sat down without all the fuss. She’s being so pretentious.

"What? Why don’t you believe me? That bastard Chen Yang really is touching my butt! Look, his hand is still under there! AHHH..."

Under the cover of the conversation, Song Lingxue feigned trying to push Chen Yang’s hand away to stand, but she couldn’t get up. In fact, she began to move up and down on his lap instead. Her face grew even more flushed, like a ripe peach about to burst with juice.

Chen Yang feigned speechlessness, spreading his hands in a helpless gesture. But in reality, with Song Lingxue actively grinding on him, repeatedly sinking down into the enveloping warmth, he was in a state of absolute bliss.

"Tch. Stop putting on an act."

Lin Ruixin turned away and went back to her conversation with Jiang Baibing. The other female classmate glanced at the "helpless" Chen Yang, shook her head, and looked back at her phone.

Only Jiang Baibing was observant enough to notice. Ling Xue’s behavior is off. What’s wrong with her? An unbelievable thought began to form in her mind.

However, when she glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Chen Yang’s completely nonchalant expression, she quickly dismissed the absurd, scandalous idea. Even if Chen Yang is mysterious, there’s no way the two of them would be doing something like *that* in the car, right in front of all of us.

"What am I pretending about? Chen Yang, this bastard, is really molesting me! You guys aren’t stopping him, you’re just criticizing me! I..." Song Lingxue sounded frantic, her hips bucking beneath her skirt. "This is infuriating... MMM... AHH..."

Song Lingxue’s proactive movements almost made Chen Yang lose control and surrender. Unable to take it anymore, he reached out and pinched her under the arm, forcefully lifting her and pressing her down a few times while his lower half cooperated with sharp upward thrusts.

The sudden, deep penetration left Song Lingxue breathless. Her eyes, hazy with desire, nearly rolled into the back of her head.

"Why don’t you believe me?! Help me, Xin xin! I can’t take it anymore! AHHH! Chen Yang, Xin xin is right here... You... stop doing this to me... Please... stop it... MMM, AHHH..."

Her friends’ disbelief, combined with the overwhelmingly intense sensations, drowned Song Lingxue in a flood of pleasure. Her face was flushed, her breathing was ragged, and she began to shake her head, begging for help between gasps. As she shook her head, her ponytail came undone. A loose strand of hair, wet with saliva, stuck to the corner of her mouth, adding a raw, seductive allure to her beauty. Her deeply flushed face, in particular, revealed a strange, breathtaking charm.

The sight stimulated Chen Yang even more, and his movements grew fiercer.

"AHHH... Help me... Chen Yang is going to kill me... MMM... AHHH..." Under Chen Yang’s fierce assault, Song Lingxue could no longer suppress the exquisite stimulation that sent shudders through her entire body. She let out a soul-shaking moan.

"No way, Ling Xue. Do you really have to be so extra? I never realized you had such a talent for acting. You’re so convincing, I think you should seriously switch your major to performance and become an actress."

"Exactly! ’MMM, AHHH, save me! Chen Yang is going to kill me! Somebody save me! MMM-HMM, AHHH! I can’t take it!’ Pfft, hahaha..."

Watching Song Lingxue’s over-the-top performance, one of the classmates ignored Chen Yang’s presence and started seductively mimicking her moans. After a few cries, however, she couldn’t hold it in and burst out laughing, shaking so much that her ample chest trembled.

This scene nearly made Chen Yang explode. It’s as if I’m in this car with all five women—Lin Ruixin, Jiang Baibing, Song Lingxue, and the other two—having a massive orgy.

"Sister Bingbing, how is Ling Xue so good at faking it? My Brother Xiao Yang’s expression didn’t even change. He just pinched her under the arm a few times, and she puts on a show like this. Looks like she must have experienced this plenty of times with her ex-boyfriend, hehe." As she spoke, Lin Ruixin couldn’t help but laugh.

"Just let her have her fun. Don’t mind her. As long as she’s happy."

Although Jiang Baibing had her doubts—after all, Song Lingxue’s state didn’t seem like an act and was eerily similar to how she herself looked at the peak of pleasure—Chen Yang’s calm and normal demeanor made it impossible for her to be certain. "Chen Yang, don’t be angry," she said. "Ling Xue just loves to fool around. Since she wants to play, just play along with her for a bit. She’ll settle down when she gets tired."

Even as I say this, I’m still suspicious. Are they really doing it? I can’t just lift her skirt to check right now. I’ll know for sure when we get to the party and get out of the car. After all, a woman gets very wet when she does that. If they really did it, his pants will definitely be soaked. They won’t be able to hide it then.

"Okay, Sister Bingbing. I’ll play along with Ling Xue for a while and let her have her acting fix."

The corner of Chen Yang’s mouth curled into a smile as he nodded at Jiang Baibing. She must be suspicious to have said that.

But he wasn’t afraid in the slightest. Jiang Baibing had no idea who he truly was, nor the extent of his incredible abilities.

Unable to resist, Chen Yang took the opportunity to adjust his position. With one hand pinching Song Lingxue’s fragrant armpit and the other supporting her hip, he began to thrust even more forcefully, driving deep each time. The feeling was so intense and pleasurable that it made Song Lingxue’s eyes roll back in her head.

Of course, Chen Yang was careful. With every deep thrust, he made sure his crotch didn’t slap against her hips, avoiding any telltale sounds that would give them away.

"MMM... AHHH... Why... why do you believe that villain Chen Yang... and not... not me...? He... he really is doing it to me... I... mmmph... I’m not acting... MMM-HMM... AHHH..."

In that instant, Chen Yang’s powerful thrust struck deep, feeling as if it had slammed directly into her heart and soul, making her feel as if she was about to fly...