Watching the desperate Wen Wan, Chen Bin continued to teasingly rub the dragon head at the entrance of Yougu.
Without any intention of inserting it.
"Baby, why are you so wet? Are you always this naughty when you sing on stage?"
"No... no, I’m not like this usually. Mmm~ Please, hurry and fuck me, I feel so itchy."
As Wen Wan’s words fell, her little pink tongue kept licking her lips, looking especially lewd.
"So, do you want me to fuck you every day?"
As he spoke, Chen Bin slowly pushed the dragon head into Yougu.
Although he started to move, he didn’t drive straight in.
An endless emptiness surged in, causing Wen Wan immense pain.
She once again pleaded with a sobbing tone, "Yes! I dream about it! Master, please fuck me hard, I’ll do whatever you say from now on."
With these words, Chen Bin hesitated no more.
He thrust the iron-hard dragon deep into Yougu.
"Ah! Oh my God, it feels so good!"
Even though she knew Chen Bin’s prowess, Wen Wan couldn’t help but moan passionately.
Her hands grasp her jade legs, pulling them apart forcefully.
Eyes wide open, watching the thick dragon pumping in and out of her.
This incredibly fulfilling feeling left Wen Wan thrilled.
Meanwhile, as Chen Bin moved his hips, he also grasped at the White Jade Peaks, squeezing them constantly.
Each thrust produced a lewd sound from Wen Wan’s Yougu.
The intense pleasure left Wen Wan looking somewhat pained.
She shook her head as more enticing low moans escaped her throat.
Only now did Wen Wan realize there was something more fulfilling than singing.
And that was serving under Chen Bin!
"I’m there, I’m... I’m coming again, ah!!"
Under Chen Bin’s fierce thrusting, Wen Wan climaxed once more.
A stream of crystal clear fluid gushed out from the gap between the dragon and Yougu.
She lay limp on the bed, looking as if she had been played to exhaustion.
Chen Bin paid no heed, like a tireless machine, continuing to thrust unabashedly into the wet Yougu.
The endless mix of pleasure and fatigue left Wen Wan too spent to even moan.
She could only stick out her tongue, with occasional soft sighs escaping her throat.
Yet that hot and tight Yougu still tightly enveloped the dragon.
Each time the dragon’s head pushed in, it squeezed and pulsated forcefully.
This ecstatic pleasure made Chen Bin tremble all over.
Countless milky essence erupted like a volcano into the depths of Wen Wan’s Yougu.
"Ah~ no... don’t come inside! So hot! Ah!!"
Wen Wan, still in the throes of residual pleasure, climaxed again from the heat of the essence.
After Chen Bin finished, he was already breathless.
Taking a deep breath, he collapsed onto Wen Wan.
Wen Wan’s face was flushed, unable to utter a word even pinned beneath Chen Bin.
Constant orgasms had completely overwhelmed her.
Even though Chen Bin had stopped, her body still occasionally spasmed.
After a brief rest, Chen Bin rolled off Wen Wan.
Savoring the aftertaste, he asked, "Did you enjoy being fucked by your master, naughty puppy?"
At this moment, all distance between Wen Wan and Chen Bin had vanished.
She relished in it, while shooting him a sidelong glance.
"Of course it felt good, but why did you come inside? What if I get pregnant?"
"Then have the baby, as long as you become entirely mine, I’ll make sure you never run out of money. You’ll achieve even higher than before."
Wen Wan nodded quietly.
She knew Chen Bin wasn’t lying.
Before, she’d been forced to submit, but now it didn’t seem so bad to be this man’s woman.
The hesitation came from knowing that someone as handsome and successful as Chen Bin would surely have many women around him.
She wasn’t the type to share a man with other women.
Even if Chen Bin married her, in another twenty or thirty years, when she aged, he would still choose young girls.
Thinking about such a tragic scenario ended Wen Wan’s thoughts of marrying Chen Bin.
While she was lost in thought, Chen Bin sat up, pointing at the dragon at his hips.
"Baby, come and lick it clean for me."
Although she was reluctant, Wen Wan no longer resisted licking Chen Bin like she had initially.
Flicking a sultry glance at him, she lay on Chen Bin.
Opening her mouth, she took the still creamy and wet dragon into her mouth.
"Mmm! Ahh... feels so good!"
The post-ejaculation dragon was more sensitive than usual.
And having it softened made it easier for Wen Wan to suck on.
The tingling sensation coursed through him, giving Chen Bin a rush.
Unbeknownst to him, the dragon grew firm once more.
Just as he was about to get up and continue with Wen Wan, the phone rang suddenly.
Glancing at it casually, Chen Bin saw it was Cheng Zhuang calling, so he immediately answered.
"Hey, what’s up?"
"Bro, I’ve looked into the Zha Qiuling matter, I’m in room 0004 at the hotel right now."
"Alright, I’ll be there shortly, hang on."
Originally, the hotel didn’t plan on room numbers with ’4’.
For consistency, Chen Bin chose to order them sequentially.
Since rooms with ’4’ weren’t often occupied, Chen Bin could allocate them himself.
If, after all, there were too many women and not enough rooms, that’d be a hassle.
Withdrawing the dragon from Wen Wan’s mouth, Chen Bin pinched her cheek.
"Wait here for me, I have some business to handle."
With that, he dressed quickly and took the elevator to room 0004.
Upon entering, he immediately asked, "Tell me what you found, brother."
Cheng Zhuang replied, "I’ve mapped out Zha Qiuling’s network and found she’s had no improper relations with other men. She’s either at work or at home, with a simple social circle."
This left Chen Bin very surprised.
To him, Zha Qiuling didn’t seem like a decent woman at all.
Moreover, with Cheng Liusha’s dislike for her, it was logical she had an affair.
Who’d have thought this woman was so clean.
If I can’t catch any of Zha Qiuling’s weaknesses, getting her to divorce Cheng Liusha becomes tricky.
After some thought, Chen Bin felt Zha Qiuling couldn’t be as simple as she appeared.
So he told Cheng Zhuang to keep digging deeper.
They had to uncover some clues...