402 What Have I Missed?
It was clear from her smile that Song Qincheng had completely flipped her opinion towards Chen Xiaobei. In fact, there was something of a flirtatious vibe in her attitude.
There was no heart in the world that a classic beauty like her could not capture instantly, while her incredibly well-endowed yet magnificently sculpted body was preciously few on mother earth. A hint of a smile from her ravishing face would knock grown men unconscious.
"My name is Chen Xiaobei." He replied, taking her offered hand and shaking it confidently. Even that part of her was flawless; her palm and fingers were incredibly soft and smooth. He also felt an iciness to her touch that seems to entrap him; he wanted to held on to it as long as he could.
"Are you going to let go?" She asked with a titillating voice and a sultry gaze.
*Ahem*
*Ahem*
Chen Xiaobei pulled his hands back almost immediately; he was caught surprised by her alluring presence. Every living male would risk anything just to get her in their beds for one night.
"Anyway, your idea… works. I seemed to have misunderstood its purpose, and even believed it to be evil. You were right – the headaches are gone and I could feel such release…" Song Qincheng said after calming down.
"Indeed. Pardon my language but there is an old saying; sex and food are one and the same – bad things happen to our bodies if our cravings are not satisfied." Chen Xiaobei replied, his eyes fixed on her as if admiring a masterpiece. She was nodding in agreement but he paid no attention – he ogled every part of her until eventually coming to a stop at her ample bosoms.
"I'll keep that little thing you gave me. Think of it as a payment for the view." She said. Clearly, she did not miss his lecherous gaze.
"Sure thing. That being said, you still need a real, living man for a romp to seal the deal. Love eggs could only help that much, understood?" Chen Xiaobei said rather sternly.
Suddenly, Song Qincheng pressed on the handle of her chair and moved closer to him. As she leaned forward slightly, her chest started to brim and Chen Xiaobei began to worry that her thin shirt might break. The thought of using both hands to catch her bosom in case the shirt does give in crossed his mind.
"Are you trying to get me in bed?" She whispered, puckering her lips.
Chen Xiaobei was stunned. His heart was beating violently as he hurriedly explained himself: "I'm being serious here! Your endocrine disorder has everything to do with your hormonal imbalance. Furthermore, love eggs do not have male hormones – you need a real, living man with pumping blood and organs for that!"
"Hahaha. That's true… But aren't you one of them?" She laughed melodiously, before lifting her right leg slowly to place it gracefully over her left. Her fit and fair thighs that were wrapped in exquisite stockings became exposed as her veiled skirt moved, catching Chen Xiaobei's every attention immediately.
*Ahem*
"Of course, I'm a man. But I'm not the kind who would go for casual romps!" Chen Xiaobei gulped as he lied through his teeth. Every fiber of his being wanted to make love to this woman furiously, but he was afraid of being tricked too.
"Well, it's fine… I thought you would have wanted to join the mile-high club with me." Song Qincheng muttered rather regretfully as she leaned back in her chair and put on her eye mask again.
"Mile-high club? What's that?" Chen Xiaobei was puzzled; he never heard of the term before.
"Looks like I really was wrong about you… Such a cherry boy…" She laughed, her crimson lips curling patronizingly, her eyes welling with tears beneath her eye mask.
Her words kept him thinking, and Chen Xiaobei eventually got it.
Having sex in a car was the mile-low club. So, having sex on a plane would be...
'Oh my god! What have I missed!' Chen Xiaobei was screaming inwardly when he came to a realization. Now he truly regretted refusing her, and he thought that maybe he should head to Red Envelope Group and ask for some Regret Pills.
Meanwhile, Song Qincheng had fallen asleep – her first good sleep since a very long time after she was infected with insomnia.
Chen Xiaobei had wanted to keep up their conversation, but quickly changed his mind when he saw her snoozing. Closing the curtains without disturbing her, he shut his eyes and began to work on his cultivation.
There was a considerable amount of Spiritual Qi in his body after he absorbed the energies from the South Pole Spiritual Fruits and one Spiritual Stone. He should be able to use all of it in a few hours before the plane lands.
Chen Xiaobei's health was now higher than his combat power, which was why he would use every bit of Spiritual Qi to increase his combat power. And exactly like he expected, his training ended as the plane began its landing sequence.
Ding!
[Cultivation: Early phase of Qi refining stage. Health: 10000. Combat power: 6300!]
'Well. An extra six hundred combat power… A hundred more than I expected!' Chen Xiaobei thought excitedly. 'My real combat power might even reach eight thousand and four hundred with the help of the Primordial Witch King Combat Enhancement Training! This is simply amazing!'
Now, Chen Xiaobei could defeat any enemy that were on the same level of cultivation with him easily, as well as any opponent that were in the middle phase of Qi refining stage. Such was the power of the Primordial Witch King Combat Enhancement Training.
The plane landed.
"Please allow me to help you with your luggage," Chen Xiaobei said politely.
"Sure, thank you..." Song Qincheng did not push him away, and even made an additional request instead. "By the way, could you sell me a First Love Peach? I'm willing to pay any amount of money."
"I'm really sorry. The peaches are sold out for now…" Chen Xioabei frowned. He was lying again – there were still some extra First Love Peach left.
However, he was being cautious that this might cause a frenzy in his fan club, which was risky since he had no charm left. It was the logical move to tread carefully, and he definitely had to figure out a way to earn merit points as soon as possible.
"Hahaha... That's a lie!" While she appeared to resemble one of those bimbo-types, there was no fooling Song Qincheng. "I understand your worries," she said. "I swear I won't tell a soul about our deal, or I'll face eternal damna-"
"It's fine, you don't have to do that – a peach is not worth it." Chen Xiaobei cut her short before she could finish. "There's some left at my house, I'll give you one of those."
"Really? Thank you so much! You're such a kind little boy!" Song Qincheng exclaimed happily.
"Hmm… You should be calling me Bro Bei!" Chen Xiaobei retorted, his mouth twitching. He never allowed others to call him a little boy; he was a famous man with a huge fanbase after all.
"But you're just an innocent little boy. Stop acting you're experienced! Hehehe…" Song Qincheng laughed, and linked her arms across his. "Let's go! Take me to your house for some First Love Peach!"
Chen Xiaobei felt a pang in his body as she touched him. She was soft as velvet, and a soothing smelled wafted from her body.
He looked at her and her perfect appearance. There was no question that Song Qincheng was like a poppy that blooms in a starry night – her very beauty would outshine every star hanging above.