Rural Carefree Little Immortal Doctor
Chapter 26: Lin Youyou Squats by the Wall

Chapter 26: Chapter 26: Lin Youyou Squats by the Wall

In the private room, Chen Ziyang and Jiang Shu were completely unaware that they had been spied on by Lin Youyou crouching at the base of a wall.

The two had already begun their second round.

Chen Ziyang was like a perpetual motion machine, showing no signs of fatigue, vigorously sweating with effort.

Meanwhile, Jiang Shu was in a haze, instinctively letting out wave after wave of satisfied cries.

Below the window, Lin Youyou was also infected by their indulgent state, her already sensitive self had lifted her cheongsam, closing her eyes to imagine the scene inside, pleasuring herself.

Normally, this alley received hardly any foot traffic, and the environment was exceptionally filthy and chaotic.

Lin Youyou had never imagined that she would uncontrollably do such a dirty thing in such a disgusting environment.

Each of Jiang Shu’s cries stimulated every single nerve in her, as she imagined herself in Jiang Shu’s place, fantasizing her fingers as Chen Ziyang’s manhood.

Before she knew it, Lin Youyou’s legs had gone weak.

Abandoning any concern for her image, she sat cross-legged on the ground, her chest heaving as though she herself had been through a tough battle.

Thud Thud Thud!

The massage hall’s main door once again echoed with knocking.

Only this time, it was even more forceful and urgent than before.

Upon hearing the knocking, Lin Youyou, like a startled bird, hastily stood up with the support of the wall, straightening her cheongsam.

If outsiders were to see the top courtesan of Fragrance Fang doing such a thing in this confined space, it wouldn’t only embarrass her, but even Fragrance Fang would become the laughingstock.

After composing herself, Lin Youyou peeked out from the alley to see who the newcomer was.

There stood a broad-faced man, over 1.9 meters tall, in a black tank top, looking fierce and menacing in front of Meimei Massage Hall.

Behind the man were ten extremely well-built men.

"Isn’t that Xue Laosan?"

Lin Youyou recognized the square-faced man at once.

One of Azure Dragon’s strongest enforcers, Xue Laosan.

His presence here was definitely related to the beating Zhou Haibo had suffered during the day.

"Azure Dragon actually sent Xue Laosan?"

Lin Youyou had mostly recovered from her earlier daze, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Over there, one of Xue Laosan’s men stepped forward.

"Bro, it seems like there’s no one in the shop."

Xue Laosan, with a cigarette in his mouth, thought for a moment, then suddenly sneered, "Since there’s no one around, let’s just burn it down!"

Azure Dragon had sent him to take someone, and since that person was absent, Xue Laosan couldn’t possibly return without doing anything.

Several of his men, swift in their movements, brought over two cans of gasoline and were about to douse the main door with it.

A grave look crossed Lin Youyou’s face, and she eventually steeled her heart.

"Yo, isn’t that Xue Laosan from Finance Street?"

Lin Youyou’s heels clicked against the ground as she walked, her steps making a ’tic tac tic tac’ sound.

Her beautiful legs shone in the night, glistening like creamy jade.

Xue Laosan and his men were taken aback, but as they saw Lin Youyou, who was like a goddess bathed in moonlight, a flash of desire involuntarily sparked in their eyes.

Especially those straight, long legs, which made it hard for Xue Laosan to look away.

"Ah, what a coincidence, Sister Youyou!"

On one side was one of Azure Dragon’s strongest enforcers, on the other was Yang Muxue’s top courtesan; naturally, the two had interactions before.

Xue Laosan’s eyes were almost glued to Lin Youyou.

Somehow, he thought that Lin Youyou was even more tempting today than before, with even the delicate blush on her soft cheeks making her seem as delectable as a ripe peach.

He could never have dreamt that only a minute before, Lin Youyou had just soared to the clouds.

"What brings Sister Youyou out here alone so late at night?"

Xue Laosan suddenly leered, "You looking for a man?"

Lin Youyou’s expression immediately turned cold.

"Xue Laosan, I’m not one of your small-time girls from Finance Street. You’d best speak with some respect!"

Seeing Lin Youyou give no face, Xue Laosan felt somewhat humiliated in front of his men.

"Lin Youyou, what’s the meaning of this? Can’t you take a joke?"

"What jokes are you cracking with me? Are we familiar?"

Lin Youyou reverted to her haughty demeanor from her visit to the shop in the daytime, tilting her delicate chin upward, "Not sleeping in the dead of night and coming to Fragrance Street looking for abuse—tell me, isn’t that just asking for it?"