Playboy in the City-Chapter 180

"There you go." Lu Hanyan looked encouragingly at Jiang Baibing. "If you want something, you have to be willing to give something in return. How could you expect to get anything without paying a price?"

After speaking, she ignored Jiang Baibing, lay down with a flushed face, and closed her eyes to rest. She needed to recover her strength to welcome Chen Yang’s massive treasure again later.

She had to take this chance, while the aphrodisiac was still working, to let herself go completely wild. Otherwise, once the drug wore off, she might never have the courage to do this again.

"Ngh... ah... ahh..."

Jiang Baibing watched as Chen Yang’s terrifying dragon ruthlessly ravaged Song Lingxue’s pussy. The rings of pink flesh, pulled out and unable to retract, struck her mind like a bolt of lightning.

Her breathing grew rapid, and the fire of desire burning within her, stoked by the seductive scene, began to consume her reason.

At that moment, only a single thought remained in her mind: get undressed, lie down next to Song Lingxue, and wait for Chen Yang to fill her with that huge thing. Or better yet, push Song Lingxue aside and take her place.

"Sister Bingbing, what do you think you’re doing?"

The prolonged, strenuous activity left Chen Yang breathing heavily. He glanced at Jiang Baibing and saw a large wet patch spreading across the crotch of her jeans. A hot, predatory look filled his eyes.

"I... Chen Yang, I..." Jiang Baibing struggled to find the words, but she had come too far to back down now. She took a deep breath. "I want to use my body to trade for a chance for my father to join the Xiao Family’s camp."

"Oh, so you have an agenda." Chen Yang smirked, marveling at Lu Hanyan’s sharp judgment. He shook his head. "Sorry, I don’t fuck girls with an agenda. You can go."

With that, he looked away from Jiang Baibing and turned his attention back to Song Lingxue. He flipped her nearly limp body over, grabbed her trembling, snow-white mounds, and began to ravage her again, squeezing them hard.

"Nnngh... ah... Sister Bingbing... you... mmmph..." Song Lingxue’s entire body was flushed red. She looked at Jiang Baibing through hazy eyes, trying to say hello, but the words were lost in the tsunami of pleasure washing over her.

"You..." Jiang Baibing was stunned by Chen Yang’s words. It was as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped on her head, extinguishing the fire of her lust and jolting her back to her senses. "You’re not going to fuck me? You...?" she asked in disbelief.

"Why should I fuck you?" Chen Yang shot her a playful look. "Look here. Sister Lingxue is so obedient. Isn’t it better for me to spend my energy on her and make her feel good? Why should I waste my time and stamina on you and your agenda?"

Nearby, Lu Hanyan shook her head helplessly, almost laughing in exasperation at Jiang Baibing. That girl... she seems so clever, but she’s actually hopelessly indecisive. She’s not cut out for great things. If you’re asking to get fucked, just strip naked and lie down, or grab his cock and shove it in your mouth. What’s the point of all this useless talk? It’s ridiculous.

"Am I not pretty? Is my aura not good enough? I..." Jiang Baibing was on the verge of tears. Having been treated like a princess her whole life, it hadn’t been easy for her to make this decision and come this far. She stared at Chen Yang’s thrusting hips, her voice stubborn as tears of grievance streamed down her face. "My looks are on par with Lingxue’s, and my aura is better than Xin Xin’s! In a direct comparison, neither of them can match me! And you... you look down on me and refuse to fuck me just because I have a purpose? You... you..."

She had never been so wronged in her entire life.

"Heh," Chen Yang chuckled, shaking his head. "Sister Bingbing, you’re the one begging me, yet you’re the one who feels wronged? Don’t you know that asking for a favor is like cutting away a piece of your own flesh? Come on, I’ll give you a chance. And another thing—I don’t want to have to crane my neck to look at you. Kneel down next to Sister Lingxue. Right here."

Chen Yang gestured for her to kneel. As for her agenda, that’s a trivial matter for him. All he had to do was say a word to Xiao Huiyun and it would be done. That was the kind of influence he now wielded in the Xiao Family.

"Fine, I’ll kneel." Jiang Baibing glared at Chen Yang, pouting defiantly as she knelt beside Song Lingxue’s flushed body. She was curious to see what he planned to do.

SQUELCH.

Seeing that Jiang Baibing had actually knelt as he commanded, Chen Yang pulled his thick, searing member out of Song Lingxue’s wet depths. His gleaming, dripping shaft was still connected to her Honey Spring by a long, glistening thread of fluid.

"This..." Jiang Baibing’s eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Song Lingxue’s entrance. It was stretched wide open, the pink lips pulsing, as if trying to contract and close but utterly unable to.

"Here you go, Sister Bingbing." Before she could react, Chen Yang thrust his hot, thick shaft right in front of her face.

"What?" Jiang Baibing’s heart hammered in her chest as she stared at the savage, enormous thing so close to her. She was frozen with fear and panic. It’s just too big...

"Weren’t you begging me to fuck you? Well? This is foreplay." Chen Yang pushed it even closer, pressing it against her lips. "Come on. Take it in your mouth. I’ll fuck you, and I’ll solve your little problem for you."

Since Jiang Baibing was here with an agenda and refused to leave when he told her to, Chen Yang saw no reason to be polite anymore.

He waggled his shaft boastfully. "Come on. Open your mouth, take it in, and lick it clean."

"It’s so... filthy... it’s covered in Lingxue’s fluids... I..." Jiang Baibing stared at the throbbing, monstrous thing, the thick, musky heat wafting from it making her want to gag. It was the first time she had ever seen something so dirty, and for a moment, she couldn’t handle it.

But in the next instant, that rich, pungent scent hit her nostrils. As it exploded through her senses, the desire she had just suppressed erupted like a volcano, completely overwhelming her.

"HUFF... HUFF..."

Jiang Baibing’s breath came in ragged gasps. Under the sway of this inferno of desire, she looked again at the slick, gleaming shaft. The musky smell no longer seemed disgusting or filthy. Instead, a deep, primal craving bloomed in her heart. Her eyes turned red as her reason was finally drowned by lust.

As Lu Hanyan watched with the casual interest of a spectator, Chen Yang looked down at Jiang Baibing. She slowly raised a hand to cup his wet shaft. Then, she extended the pink tip of her tongue and licked the glans, which was slick with juices, before her tongue darted out again, coiling around it and drawing it into her mouth.

A strange, intoxicating taste exploded on her taste buds, acting like an aphrodisiac that stoked the flames of desire burning inside her.

This taste... it’s actually quite good. It’s not disgusting or hard to swallow at all...