Chapter 89

It was already two or three o’clock in the afternoon when Song Ning left Qi Ya’s house. He had taken three sets of photos of new lingerie. During this time, Song Ning’s penis was engorged with blood most of the time. Qi Ya also gave him oral sex a few times, but it was all for the sake of taking photos. The licking made Song Ning feel unbearably itchy and did not satisfy him at all. Only after the last set of photos was taken, when the two of them were on the sofa, they hugged and licked each other, and he finally ejaculated once.

As for the acupuncture, Qi Ya didn’t give him a chance at all.

After Qi Ya posted the photo of the two of them together on Twitter, everyone would probably think that Qi Ya’s pussy had been fucked to pieces by Song Ning’s dick, but the wronged Song Ning had not actually swallowed Qi Ya at all.

Even if some people believe Song Ning is innocent, they would probably scoff at him, calling him a useless piece of trash who looks good but is actually worthless.

Song Ning picked up the bag in her hand. It contained several pairs of underwear that Qi Ya had given to Zhao Yi. The quality and style were no less than those underwear sets that cost thousands of yuan in the “Li” specialty store, but the price was only a few hundred yuan.

In Qi Ya’s words, the value of these few hundred yuan was Song Ning’s service fee.

This is probably another major irony for Song Ning after winning the 500 yuan reward from the sex gacha system.

“Should I find a shared bike to go back? Forget it, it’s not convenient to ride a bike while carrying things, and besides, I’ve been drinking, I don’t want the police to accuse me of drunk driving. We’re rich now, so let’s just take a taxi. It’s not rush hour, so there won’t be any traffic jams, and it’ll be easier to find a car… Hey, isn’t there one right here?”

Song Ning, who had decided to take a taxi home, happened to see one parked on the side of the road. She went over and knocked on the driver’s side window. When the window rolled down, a driver with a strange look in his eyes appeared inside. Song Ning didn’t pay any attention to that and asked directly:

“Master, are you waiting for someone? I’m not far from where I went, I’ll be back soon…”

Song Ning said this because taxis rarely wait for passengers in one place unless they have a pre-arranged appointment. The driver paused, seemingly wondering what Song meant, before replying:

Where are you going? How far is it?

Song Ning quickly replied:

“Hongji Building is very close; it only took me ten minutes to get there by shared bike this morning.”

The driver repeated himself, seemingly incredulous:

“Hongji Building? Shared bikes?”

Song Ning nodded, and the driver nodded to indicate that he should get in. He opened the back door, and Song Ning got in. The car started moving as soon as he closed the door.

Taxi drivers in Beijing are known for being very talkative; before the car even picks up speed, the driver’s chatterbox is already going on:

“What are you doing there? I heard there was a kidnapping this morning at the Hongji Building, and someone even rescued a damsel in distress. I wonder if they were filming a movie!”

Song Ning felt a little dizzy, probably from the alcohol, and looked for the window buttons on the car door.

“I live in an apartment in the Hongji Building. This morning, it wasn’t a movie shoot; I was right there on set. A young girl was being forcibly dragged into a van by four or five people. Driver, could you open the window? I’m feeling a bit dizzy.”

The driver pressed a button on the driver’s side door, but the rear window remained completely still.

“Hey, sorry about that, the car window is broken. Please bear with it for now, we’ll be there soon! I also heard that the guy who saved the damsel in distress was a young man who ran over those guys on a shared bike. Could that hero be you, bro?!”

Song Ning’s head was getting increasingly dizzy, and she could barely keep her eyes open. She forced herself to stay awake and replied:

“Hero… I wouldn’t call myself a hero, I just grabbed Bai… and ran away… Master… drive… slower, I feel so dizzy!”

The driver in front seemed to press the window button again, but the window remained tightly shut.

“Hey bro, are you drunk? Don’t throw up in my car! I’ll drive slowly, close your eyes and rest for a bit! I’ll wake you when we get there!”

Song Ning finally couldn’t hold on any longer and slumped in her seat, her eyes closing uncontrollably. As soon as she closed them, she felt herself spinning and falling.

“Master…you…slow down…to…call…call…me…”

He fell into a deep sleep before he could even speak clearly, completely unaware that the Hongji Building flashed past the car window, and the driver showed no intention of stopping the car.

“Hmph! You really are the type who chooses the path to hell when there’s a way to heaven, and yet you actually managed to find me here, you brat.”

The driver took out his phone, dialed a number while driving, turned on the speakerphone, and then tossed it onto the passenger seat.

Phone call: “Beep—beep—Hello? Second brother? What’s wrong?”

Driver (Second Brother): “I found that kid from this morning. Third Brother, you should also hurry up and leave Hongji Building.”

Phone call (from the third brother): “You found him? Where is he? I’m coming right away! Damn it, I’ve been waiting for ages, and I haven’t heard a single patrol officer. I don’t know how many plainclothes officers there are. It’s got me all scared.”

Second brother: “He was in the back seat of my car. He was delivering the medicine himself and got knocked out by the drugs.”

Third Brother: “Alright, let’s go to the abandoned warehouse in the northern suburbs! It’s been a while since I visited Sixth Brother’s place. Let’s see how much this kid can fetch.”

Second Brother: “Alright! Go around in circles and see if there’s a tail. I’ll wait for you at Sixth Brother’s place.”