Chapter 2 Let go of me, bastard

Lin Qingxue was stunned.

Then a surge of anger rose within her, and she wished she could gouge out Lu Yang's eyes immediately.

Lu Yang was also a bit dumbfounded.

He had only considered rushing to treat Lin Qingxue and hadn't anticipated that, once her dress was removed, what would be revealed was a breathtaking sight that his eyes simply couldn't move away from.

Her skin was smooth enough to be shattered by a blow, radiating a charming luster as white as jade, her flat abdomen didn't have an ounce of extra flesh, and her high peaks, even though covered, did not hinder the majestic display. On the contrary, this semi-concealment added an extra layer of temptation.

Her straight and slender legs seemed like something one could play with for a decade without growing tired.

What's more, her panties were adorned with cartoon characters, and there was a faint hint of dampness...

Lu Yang's breathing became rapid as the Pure Yang True Essence inside him surged like an unrestrained wild horse, and at the fountain of life, a towering battle flag stood ready for a grand battle that would darken the skies.

In his mind, there seemed to be a little devil frantically advising him, "Don't hold back, man. You should have a hearty battle!"

To die beneath a peony flower is to be a romantic even as a ghost!

However, the rapid diffusion of consciousness amidst Lin Qingxue's angry gaze allowed Lu Yang to regain some clarity.

He pinched his thigh hard, allowing the pain to drive away the fiery domination for a moment, then with a silver needle imparted with his own Xuan Yang Genuine Energy, he pricked Lin Qingxue's body at seven major acupoints — this was the Seven Star Suppressing Evil Needle, which had miraculous effects when stabilizing critical conditions.

As soon as the needle was in place, Lin Qingxue felt a warm current swiftly flowing throughout her body, expelling the bone-chilling coldness.

"The treatment needs to continue for some time; you should sleep first. Once you've had a sleep, everything will get better," Lu Yang said.

Lin Qingxue heard Lu Yang's voice but was unable to respond. Overcome with drowsiness like a tide, she soon fell into a deep sleep...

Lu Yang haphazardly found a blanket to cover Lin Qingxue.

Then he quickly rushed to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

Finally, under the pouring of cold water, the uncontrollable fire slowly faded, and everything returned to normal.

But in the span of just those few moments, his clothes had been soaked through with sweat and he could only wrap a towel around himself as he came out.

He had just placed an order on his phone for a new set of clothes inside and out when the doorbell rang.

"Who are you looking for?" Lu Yang opened the door to find a stunningly beautiful woman standing outside.

She was about the same height as Lin Qingxue, definitely over one meter seventy, with pencil pants wrapping her slender long legs.

Her figure displayed a perfect S-curve with a prominent perky rear that was very seductive.

Even though her chest wasn't as large as Lin Qingxue's, it was certainly not small, and her professional suit set off a very noticeable outline.

Her face was also extremely beautiful, with delicate features that seemed naturally flawless. If one had to score her, and if Lin Qingxue's face was ninety-nine points, then her face would score at least ninety-seven!

"I'm looking for Lin Qingxue, the president. I'm her secretary, Bei Ling'er. Who are you?" Bei Ling'er asked with a slightly hostile gaze, as Lu Yang's look was too invasive for her liking.

"I'm the soon-to-be ex-husband of your President Lin. Come in, she'll wake up in a while," Lu Yang thought contentedly, believing that Lin Qingxue would definitely file for divorce once she woke up. After all, who would want to be with someone who could poison them at any given moment?

Bei Ling'er came inside with a confused head and then saw Lin Qingxue, dressed only in a bikini, lying unconscious on the sofa.

Her mind seemed to explode as if she had just envisioned numerous inappropriate scenarios.

"You bastard!"

Angered, Bei Ling'er, agile as a cheetah, rushed towards Lu Yang and swung her fist at him with lightning speed.

"You've got it all wrong; I was treating her!"

Lu Yang dodged Bei Ling'er's sudden punch and inwardly lamented; he had indeed covered Lin Qingxue with a blanket earlier, but who could have known that in the time it took to take a shower and place an order, she would kick the blanket away.

"You still dare to argue your case; I'll kill you, you pervert!" Bei Ling'er grew even more furious, and her punches came faster.

Lu Yang dodged several punches and, seeing that Bei Ling'er had no intention of stopping, made a split-second decision and grasped her hands firmly.

Bei Ling'er was shocked and directly kicked toward the source of Lu Yang's life.

"Holy shit…"

It was clear that Bei Ling'er had significant training; her strength was considerable. If she had kicked him for real, his little brother definitely wouldn't have been able to take it.

So he quickly closed his legs, clamping down on the kick Bei Ling'er had delivered.

However, since he was only wrapped in a towel, such a movement was a bit too much, and the towel uncontrollably slipped off.

Then his little brother made the most intimate contact with Bei Ling'er's embroidered leg.

In an instant, his little brother became enraged, instantly displaying a formidable stronghold unlike any ordinary man.

Bei Ling'er, looking at the completely naked Lu Yang and feeling the burning heat and some pulsing transferring to her leg even through her pencil pants, quickly turned her head away, her face flushed with embarrassment and anger as she yelled, "You pervert... let go of me!"

"Then you promise not to attack me again!" Lu Yang didn't want to be in contact with Bei Ling'er like this, either. His previously cooled flames of desire had reignited and were now burning so fiercely that he was starting to lose control over them.

"Fine!" Bei Ling'er nodded quickly.

Only then did Lu Yang let go of Bei Ling'er.

But as soon as he let go, Bei Ling'er aimed a punch directly at Lu Yang's throat.

"Women, truly unreliable!"

Lu Yang, having no choice, caught Bei Ling'er's vicious punch, picked up the towel from the ground, tore it into strips, and roughly and brutally bound Bei Ling'er without any gentleness or pity.

"Bastard, let me go!"

Bei Ling'er struggled fiercely.

But she quickly stopped daring to struggle.

Because she realized that the more she struggled, the tighter the bindings became.

Moreover, she also noticed that Lu Yang's gaze was particularly terrifying, filled with a man's desire.

"Smack! I told you to let me explain!"

Lu Yang slapped Bei Ling'er's bottom directly.

He felt he was about to completely lose control, as this behavior itself was out of character for him.

"Smack! That's for not keeping your word!"

Under the drive of his raging desires, Lu Yang slapped Bei Ling'er's buttocks again.

"Bastard, pervert!"

Bei Ling'er was humiliated and furious, her buttocks aching with a strange, numbing sensation, overwhelming her with shame and anger.

"Bastard? Pervert? Since you're so quick to judge without knowing the facts, then I might as well show you what a pervert is!"

Now even more under the rule of his desires, Lu Yang placed his hand firmly on Bei Ling'er's bottom.

He squeezed hard.

Soft and incredibly elastic.

"Mmm... Ah..."

Bei Ling'er felt like her entire body was electrified, involuntarily letting out a moan.

That moan was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

It was the most potent aphrodisiac.

Leaving Lu Yang... completely out of control...