40: Chapter 037: Planting the Seeds of Disaster_2 40: Chapter 037: Planting the Seeds of Disaster_2 Entering the bathroom, she turned on the faucet, letting the hot water cascade down as her hands instinctively moved to her chest, gently kneading.

With this kneading, the tingling sensation that had just faded was rekindled throughout Su Yuxin’s body, especially her breasts and between her legs.

“Ah——”

The sudden tingling made Su Yuxin let out a soft exclamation—she always bathed like this, but it had never felt this way before.

As far as she knew, a woman only felt this when her body was in need and she touched herself.

How…how could this happen?

Su Yuxin instinctively squeezed her legs together, her cheeks burning hot, like a pubescent girl not knowing what to do.

What she didn’t know was that her Extreme Yin Body had a fatal attraction to Ye Fan, and likewise, Ye Fan’s Extremely Yang Body had a fatal attraction to her.

And while Ye Fan had infused his Power filled with yang energy into her body, deliberately avoiding her mysterious garden, he had unknowingly opened up her long-closed gates of desire.

Confused, Su Yuxin intentionally tried to suppress the burgeoning impulses in her body, only to face a backlash, causing her hands to return to her breasts, while involuntary images of Ye Fan’s tented pants flashed in her mind.

Under her touch, Su Yuxin felt the tingling intensify and a wave of heat brewing in her mysterious garden between her legs, causing her to clamp her thighs tighter.

But the friction made the heat surge uncontrollably like floodwaters bursting through a dam.

“Mmm…Ah…”

In an instant, Su Yuxin’s body trembled violently, a feeling of indescribable pleasure enveloped her completely, and she couldn’t help but moan, so startling herself that she quickly covered her mouth.

With this scare, the tingling sensation disappeared, but Su Yuxin’s face was flushed with shyness, wishing she could burrow into a blanket and hide from sight.

However—

If she knew that her involuntary moan had been overheard by Ye Fan, she would probably be mortified enough to wish she could crawl into a mouse hole and hide, right?

In another bedroom, Ye Fan, recalling the recently heard heart-stirring moan, felt a normal man’s reaction rise again, stronger than before!

“The attraction between the Extreme Yin Body and the Extremely Yang Body is just too great.

If this continues, I’m afraid she might take the initiative if I don’t.”

Looking at the steel rod standing tall below him, Ye Fan had an inkling of what was happening, yet he didn’t seek pleasure through his right hand, but rather headed to the bathroom intending to quench the flames of desire with a cold shower.

Meanwhile.

Inside a villa in the Hanghu Zijin Garden Noble Area.

More intense moans filled the master bedroom of the villa, where Liu Qin, naked, straddled a bald man on the bed, shaking violently like a knight, her peaks trembling incessantly.

“Smack——”

Suddenly, the bald man beneath Liu Qin reached out with his eight-fingered right hand and forcefully slapped her snowy white buttocks.

“Ah——”

With that slap, Liu Qin was brought to a peak of pleasure, her body convulsing and then collapsing on the bald man.

Seeing this, the bald man’s fierce face revealed a smile unique to a man conquering a woman, then with a flip, he pressed Liu Qin beneath him, launching into the final charge.

Quickly, amidst Liu Qin’s second wave of frenzied screams, the bald man climaxed and perfectly merged with Liu Qin.

“Master Eight, you’re getting more and more formidable.”

After the craziness, Liu Qin crouched slightly, using her mouth to help the bald man clean up the aftermath.

Enjoying Liu Qin’s final service, Qiao Bazhi—who was a flag bearer of Hanghu’s underworld—smiled contentedly, “No matter how formidable I am, I can hardly withstand your torment.”

“Not at all, I was already at my limit just now.” Liu Qin giggled as she took a tissue, thoroughly cleaned up and then, with practiced ease, lit a Su Yan and placed it in Qiao Bazhi’s mouth.

“I heard there was trouble at the club tonight?” Qiao Bazhi took a leisurely puff of his ‘after-action smoke’ and asked.

“Not inside the club, at the entrance.”

Reminded by Qiao Bazhi, Liu Qin expressed with a hint of confusion, “Su Feiyu and Gou Wei went to the club to have fun.

Gou Wei, I don’t know if it was because of the alcohol or something else, drove his car and rammed a man, but ended up getting both his legs broken by that man.”

“Oh?” Qiao Bazhi’s eyebrows rose slightly, “Someone dared to beat someone like that at the entrance of my club?

And to beat Gou Zhifeng’s son, no less?”

“Not only did he beat someone, but when I went out with my men, that guy arrogantly asked if I was going to intervene.

Seeing that he was a martial artist, I avoided direct confrontation and called the police in advance, then I called Gou Zhifeng.”

Liu Qin said with puzzlement, “I was planning to use this as an opportunity to kill with a borrowed knife, nipping the threat in the bud, but somehow, that guy reappeared not long after!”

“What’s the background of this guy?”

Qiao Bazhi was also startled; he knew the weight of the Gou Family in Hanghu.

In his view, not many in Hanghu could walk out of the police station unscathed after crippling Gou Wei.

“Don’t know, but he was with Su Family’s Su Jindi, so it must have been the Su Family who intervened secretly.” Liu Qin shared her assessment.

“The Su Family is willing to fall out with the Gou Family over an outsider?” Qiao Bazhi was puzzled and then seemed to think of something, “You just said that guy is skilled in martial arts?”

Liu Qin nodded, “Yes, according to Xiao Wei and the others, none of them are a match for him when they gang up.”

“Oh?”

Qiao Bazhi felt a bit surprised, because Xiao Wei, mentioned by Liu Qin, was the security manager of CC Bar—a former reconnaissance soldier and one of his elite subordinates.

“Master Eight, when that man was taken away by the police, he specially glanced at me.

He might guess it was me who called the police.

Do you think he will come back to the club to make trouble?” Liu Qin’s tone became slightly more grave as she recalled Ye Fan’s dismissive glance, feeling that she might have sowed the seeds of trouble.

But Qiao Bazhi just sneered darkly, “Heh, he dared to beat someone at the entrance of my club.

He’s lucky I haven’t troubled him, and now he dares to cause trouble for me?”

“Master Eight, do you mean to do something?”

Liu Qin’s mind stirred, knowing that Qiao Bazhi was a man who valued face, and recently, the He Family and Qiao Bazhi had been interacting frequently, and the He Family was in competition with the Su Family.

Now, someone closely related to the Su Family causing trouble at Qiao Bazhi’s place—if Qiao Bazhi did nothing, it might be looked down upon by the He Family.

“You go investigate first, if before we get clear on this, he causes more trouble at the club, send him to meet King Yan!”

Qiao Bazhi slowly snuffed out his cigarette and confirmed Liu Qin’s judgment, “If he’s just closely related to the Su Family, then breaking his legs can be considered a gift to the He Family!”