Chapter 903: Chapter 904: Sensitive Zhong Chuling
"Xiao Shu, youâre really driving well. So relaxed and smoothâthere should be no problem at all," Song Xiaodong complimented after theyâd been driving for a while.
Lin Shu relaxed a bit and responded, "Iâve actually always been a decent driver. Itâs just that this car is way too good, and it makes me nervous."
"Whatâs there to be nervous about? Itâs just a car. If it gets scratched or dinged, let the insurance company fix it," he said nonchalantly.
Lin Shu pouted and retorted, "Uncle, youâre the rich guy here, youâre not afraid. Weâre the poor ones."
"Ha! But arenât you all friends with a rich guy now? If I casually give you a little something, youâd instantly be wealthy ladies."
Lin Shu giggled and replied, "Thatâs what YOU said, right? Donât blame me if I cling to that promise."
After a brief silence, Lin Shu asked teasingly, "Xiao Ling, is it comfy sitting on Uncleâs lap?"
Zhong Chuling, who was now sitting completely with her back toward Song Xiaodong in a straddling position, said nothing.
"Hey, Xiao Ling, whatâs up with you?" Lin Shu prodded again.
"Ah... What did you say?" Zhong Chuling asked, startled.
"Pfft, Xiao Ling, you look way too content right now. I was talking to you, and you didnât even hear me."
"I... I wasnât! Iâm just... just a bit nervous," Zhong Chuling stammered, clearly not nervous about Lin Shuâs driving anymore.
She could clearly feel something hard pressing against her bottom. It was very hard, uncomfortably so. At twenty years old, it was impossible for her not to know what it was.
This uncle actually... This was so embarrassing, yet mixed with a tinge of inexplicable excitement. Did this mean Uncle liked her? Was he...?
"Xiao Ling, lift your butt a little. Let me grab my phoneâitâs poking you," Song Xiaodong said abruptly.
Zhong Chuling quickly shifted her position, and Song Xiaodong retrieved his phone and placed it in the console compartment between the seats.
"Pfft... Hahaha..." Lin Shu suddenly burst out laughing, her laughter growing louder and louder until she couldnât help but pull over to the roadside, slapping the steering wheel as she laughed uncontrollably.
"What are you laughing at?" Song Xiaodong asked, perplexed.
Lin Shu tried to suppress her laughter, turning her head, her long eyelashes fluttering mischievously as she looked at Zhong Chuling. "Xiao Ling, you thought Uncleâs âthingâ was poking you just now, didnât you?"
"Ah... No... No, I didnât..." Zhong Chuling wished the ground would swallow her up as Lin Shu exposed her thoughts.
"Donât deny it! Look at your flushed face; your eyes look like theyâre about to tear up. And youâre still claiming it wasnât true? Xiao Ling, youâre so naughty! Whatâs next? Hoping Uncle takes you for some car sex? But hey, you two can do what you wantâjust pretend I didnât see anything."
"No... Absolutely not! Stop making things up!" Zhong Chuling raised her hand and gave Lin Shu a light smack, her guilt written all over her face.
"Oh, come on. Look at yourselfânobodyâs going to believe you. Uncle, donât hold back. Xiao Lingâs been secretly into you for a long time. You can do whatever you want with her; she wonât object. Besides, with all your wives, adding one more Xiao Ling wonât harm you. Go for itâno need for hesitation. Seal the deal!"
Song Xiaodong reached out and lightly knocked Lin Shu on the head, saying, "Here you go again with your nonsense. Are you asking for a beating?"
Lin Shu rubbed her head, but instead of backing down, she grinned cheekily. "Uncle, Iâm serious! Really, donât worryâXiao Ling would totally be on board."
Song Xiaodongâs face hardened. "If you spout more nonsense, Iâll kick you out of the car."
Lin Shu noticed his stern expression and actually got a bit nervous. She stuck her tongue out and said, "I was just joking! Donât be mad."
"You... I really canât afford to pamper you. Give you an inch, and youâll take a mile." Song Xiaodong shook his head and said, "Focus on driving properly."
"Yes, sir!" Lin Shu responded loudly and cheerfully, restarting the car.
Song Xiaodong hadnât initially thought much about it, but all of Lin Shuâs teasing had stirred something inside him, causing his mind to wander toward Zhong Chuling.
Holding such a delicate beauty so close, their bodies practically glued togetherâit was hard for any healthy man not to have some reaction.
"Oh, crap..." Song Xiaodong muttered inwardly. He couldnât control it at all. During his time with Sun Yiyi, heâd learned to separate physical reactions from willpower. Although he could refrain from acting on desires, his bodyâs instincts were beyond his control.
Zhong Chuling had initially misunderstood, but now she realized what was really happening. The hardness wasnât a phone; it had a heat and texture phones donât possess.
She wanted to shift away but had nowhere to go, and to be honest, she wasnât sure she truly wanted to escape. The strange stimulation brought both shyness and a peculiar kind of thrill.
Being a new driver, Lin Shuâs braking was frequent and somewhat abrupt, causing the car to constantly lurch forward or back. This made Song Xiaodong and Zhong Chulingâs bodies occasionally rub against each other.
Although Song Xiaodongâs body was reacting, his physical endurance was high, so even in truly intimate encounters, he wouldnât reach his peak quickly.
Zhong Chuling, however, was differentâa young, **** girl entirely new to such sensations. How could she possibly withstand this kind of stimulation?
Wave after wave of sensations overwhelmed her until, without warning, she reached her climax. She hadnât been prepared for it at all.
As Zhong Chuling trembled in his arms, Song Xiaodong immediately noticed and realized she was about to cry out in pleasure.
If she screamed here, it would be mortifying beyond belief. He could handle embarrassment, but Zhong Chuling would likely never be able to face Lin Shu again.
Acting without hesitation, Song Xiaodong pressed his hand to Zhong Chulingâs lips.
Zhong Chuling, her mind clouded and overwhelmed, instinctively bit down on the edge of Song Xiaodongâs palm, stifling the cry that had risen to her throat.
Her body shivered a few more times before she collapsed limply into Song Xiaodongâs arms, her soft lips gradually releasing his hand.
Song Xiaodong winced in pain. His palm might be tough, but human teeth are strongâstrong enough that even a young girlâs bite left him struggling to endure.
He held back, but he knew without looking that there was now a deep imprint from her teeth.
Zhong Chuling glanced in Lin Shuâs direction, relieved to see her busy focusing on the road without sparing them a glance. That relief came with an undercurrent of anxiety: Would everything that just happened make Uncle think she was a terrible girl?