Chapter 85: I Will Help You No Matter What

Supreme War God A Dreamer of Modest Size 2309 words 2026-03-20 04:49:37

Chapter 85: I Will Definitely Help You

A crowd of people stared at Ye Feng with wide-open eyes, as though he were some visitor from beyond the heavens. It seemed this Morning Dragon Club was indeed no ordinary place. Everyone could not help thinking the same thing.

Seeing their astonished faces, Ye Feng said nothing. He merely smiled faintly, then looked at Wu Tianlin and the others and told them to get lost. Wu Tianlin and the rest immediately supported one another and staggered off into the distance. Damn it, running into that kid again today—what rotten luck.

Afterward, Ma Long, brimming with enthusiasm, delivered in one breath all the prepared remarks he had rehearsed beforehand, speaking directly to everyone’s heart. Especially with the new terms now being proposed by the Morning Dragon Club, the renewed establishment had caused everyone to look at it with newfound respect. What was more, people had also noticed that Chairman Huang Shan seemed to be on good terms with the club’s owner, and all kinds of guesses began to circulate.

In the end, everyone reached the same conclusion: the Morning Dragon Club was about to take off. Naturally, this filled them with delight. After all, in the provincial capital, there were not many clubs or bars that were truly up to standard. It was not easy at all to find a good place. Now that they had come to the Morning Dragon Club, it felt as if they had finally found a place they could be satisfied with.

Smiling warmly, Ma Long greeted the guests. His face had been alight with joy from first to last. As for Huang Shan, she chose instead to sit in a small private room and quietly drink a little with Ye Feng.

“Sister Shan, I really need to thank you properly for what happened today. Come, let me toast you first!”

“Hehe, why are you being so polite with me? It’s only a small matter, and besides, it’s also good for our company. Actually, I think you’ve got quite a knack for business,” Huang Shan said, looking at Ye Feng with great interest. The advantages this man was revealing now were making her more and more pleased.

“Whatever the case, I still need to thank Sister Shan properly. Come, let’s finish this cup together,” Ye Feng said with a faint smile. After all, Huang Shan had helped him quite a lot. If not for her, the club would not have seen thousands of membership reservations so quickly. That was no small matter.

Seeing Ye Feng’s eager expression, Huang Shan could not help but smile brightly. “You’re not trying to get me drunk first and then bully me, are you?” After speaking, she even shot him a coquettish glance. It was the kind of smile that could make a hundred charms bloom at once. Ye Feng felt that not even the wine was as intoxicating as her. Huang Shan, at this moment, was as alluring as could be.

“Yes, but I don’t know whether Sister Shan would be willing,” Ye Feng asked with an expression full of tenderness, while his body slowly leaned closer to her graceful figure. As the distance gradually narrowed, the enchanting fragrance on Huang Shan’s body drifted into his nose. It truly smelled wonderful. He did not know what brand of perfume Sister Shan used, but it was so captivating.

Huang Shan had also seen the fire in Ye Feng’s eyes. How could she herself not have a flame burning within her? She was simply forcing it down. “Ah, let go of my hand!”

Taking advantage of Huang Shan’s brief carelessness, Ye Feng directly caught her delicate hand. It was as slender and smooth as ever, truly something one never grew tired of touching, and the more one touched it, the more one wanted to keep going.

“Heh heh, Sister Shan, don’t be so stingy. It’s only touching your little hand, and your hand is so lovely to touch. Why won’t you let me have a proper feel?” In any case, Ye Feng looked utterly certain of himself, and since such a bargain was right in front of him, there was no reason not to take it.

Hearing him say that, Huang Shan felt as though she might faint. Heaven, because she would not let him stroke her little hand, that made her stingy? And now this shameless man was not only caressing her hand, but even rubbing the back of it lightly with his fingernails. A ticklish sensation spread instantly from the back of her hand, and Huang Shan could not help shooting Ye Feng a coquettish glare.

Seeing her like this, Ye Feng’s heart could not help but stir. Sister Shan was still so alluring. Every glance, every smile, seemed to tempt him into wrongdoing. Tonight, Huang Shan wore a plain white dress, which made her figure look exquisite beyond measure, as though it had been tailored especially for her.

Ye Feng then pressed onward, growing even bolder, toward her slender waist. Ah, Sister Shan’s waist was truly wonderful. One hand circled around it, while the other rested on her abdomen, which had no excess flesh at all—too much would be plump, too little too thin, just perfect. Huang Shan’s body could not help but shudder.

“Ah, you rascal, let go of me!”

Huang Shan had never imagined Ye Feng would be so daring, actually wrapping his hand around her waist. That alone would have been one thing, but now his other hand was directly pressed against her lower abdomen, one of her most sensitive areas.

Because they were so close, Ye Feng could clearly smell the faint fragrance coming from Huang Shan’s body, and the way she seemed to resist while still yielding only served to further provoke him. His hands began to knead gently at her waist, and a wicked smile appeared on his face. “Sister Shan, your little waist is so smooth. I can’t bear to let go. Let me just hold you like this, all right?”

Seeing the lecherous look on his face, Huang Shan nearly wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into. This bad man only knew how to bully her. And now his hand was even wandering about, slowly making her struggle fade away. In its place came a strangely intoxicating sensation, and Huang Shan blushed so hard that she hurriedly clamped her legs together. This rascal.

Seeing her cheeks growing redder by the moment, and hearing her breathing turn increasingly uneven, Ye Feng knew his teasing had worked. He leaned close to her ear and asked softly, “All right, Sister Shan?” At the same time, his warm breath brushed against her, and Huang Shan’s body trembled.

“Ah, you little rogue, h-how can you treat me like this!” Although Huang Shan wanted to shove this fellow away in her heart, she could not muster any strength in her hands, and before long she simply allowed Ye Feng’s hands to run wild.

“Heh heh, Sister Shan, do you not like it?” As he spoke, Ye Feng deliberately withdrew the large hand that had been roaming over Huang Shan’s body. Instantly, Huang Shan felt a sudden emptiness in her heart. When his hand had been moving over her, there had been wave after wave of a strange, intoxicating sensation, but now that he had taken it away, she felt as if something precious had been lost.

In her haste, Huang Shan even cried out for him not to stop. Ye Feng gave a lewd smile, then turned toward her, looking at her with gentle tenderness as he asked, “Sister Shan, what did you mean by ‘don’t’? Say it clearly. I’ll definitely help you.” Heh heh, if you want me to help you with anything else, I can do that too, Ye Feng thought with a wicked amusement.

Hearing Ye Feng’s sultry teasing, Huang Shan’s little face turned red with embarrassment. She looked at him with eyes full of tenderness and said softly, “N-no, nothing.” In truth, she now wished more than anything that Ye Feng’s big hand would continue to rest around her slender waist and properly caress it. Heaven, how could she possibly have such thoughts?