The cargo ship looked old and worn on the surface, but the rooms inside were meticulously decorated, furnished with various lavish decorations. In the middle was a round bed, where a woman was lying. And who else could it be but Leng Feifei?
At this moment, Leng Feifei’s gaze was dazed, her clothes disheveled, and she was muttering shameful words in her dreams. Of course, to a man, this might just be the most wonderful music to the ears.
"Feifei, what’s wrong with you?" Ling Chen picked up a piece of clothing at hand, covering Leng Feifei’s body, but he didn’t expect that the woman would suddenly grasp him in a hug and start to frantically touch and kiss him all over his body. Ling Chen was, after all, a normal guy, and Leng Feifei, in terms of both figure and appearance, was top-notch. Even with extraordinary self-control, he couldn’t help but feel his heart race. While pushing her away, he said with a somewhat dry voice, "Feifei, Feifei, what are you doing?"
"Don’t talk, just hold me tight. Please, I’m begging you." Leng Feifei’s consciousness was very confused; as soon as Ling Chen pushed her away, she immediately pounced back on him, hugging him tightly, her breathing rapid and her skin covered in a fine sweat, as if she had a fever.
Ling Chen’s heart was racing, but with his keen eyesight, after touching Leng Feifei’s forehead and observing her expression, he quickly realized that Leng Feifei was probably drugged. The best way to save her was that thing. Looking at her attractive figure and listening to her enchanting murmurs, he almost lost control but knew better than to take advantage of someone in their vulnerable state and ruin the reputation of a fine young lady.
"What should I do?" he also became somewhat anxious.
Do not peep if it’s immoral... Do not peep if it’s immoral... Amitabha Buddha...
Ling Chen muttered to himself, holding his breath and concentrating, trying to calm himself down. Soon, he thought of a method that might work. He pushed Leng Feifei away and quickly entered the restroom. After a short while, he came out and then picked up Leng Feifei again, heading towards the restroom.
At that moment, the bathtub in the restroom was filled with cold water. Without hesitation, Ling Chen plunged Leng Feifei into it, pressing down firmly on her shoulders to prevent her from escaping.
After splashing around in the water for a bit, the flush on Leng Feifei’s skin gradually faded, and she seemed to regain some consciousness.
"Feifei, Feifei, are you feeling any better?" After a while, seeing her looking somewhat more alert, Ling Chen couldn’t help but feel relieved.
Leng Feifei looked at Ling Chen dazedly, responding weakly and appearing extremely frail. At the same time, her eyes brimmed with tears, a mix of pitifulness and joy. "It’s really you, you came to rescue me. Tha-thank you."
Ling Chen asked with full concern, "Are you feeling better?"
Leng Feifei gently rubbed her forehead, biting her thin lips, her expression showing a hint of pain and discomfort. However, seeing her regaining consciousness, Ling Chen took a deep breath of relief.
At this point, Leng Feifei, soaking in the bathtub, noticed her disheveled clothes and her face flushed red.
Realizing that Ling Chen was still in front of her, her originally pale face suddenly bloomed with intoxicating blush, and she hurriedly covered her chest with her arms, concealing the exposed charms.
Ling Chen grinned and said, "What’s there to thank for? You’re my friend; helping you is only natural. Stay in there for a bit; I’ll go find you some clothes." After speaking, Ling Chen turned around and exited the restroom.