What to Do After Being Transported into a Mature-Themed Novel and Caught in a Storm of Passion - Chapter 53
Every man meets that one woman in his life. Her aura. Her face. Her body. Her scent. Even if she sits quietly ignoring you – she makes you hard. Makes you want to pin her down and pound her into the mattress.
If someone had told General Yan this before meeting Xue Zhixiao – how would he have reacted?
A dismissive laugh? Half-hearted belief? Complete nonsense?
Of course General Yan wouldn’t have believed it. A man knows himself best.
But!
Then he met Xue Zhixiao! A woman who made him rock hard just by existing!!!
Like right now!
He never realized how uncomfortably tight his flight suit could feel.
Because his manhood had swollen rapidly beneath the seatbelt – thankfully restrained from tenting his pants too obviously.
Not that it helped the throbbing discomfort – both physical and mental.
To Yan Qiao – Xue Zhixiao was the strongest aphrodisiac. No teasing needed. No seduction required. Just her presence made him painfully erect!
Hard – should he take her?
A pointless question.
After their last rushed encounter – that single explosive release – there’d been no repeat. Yet memories of Xue Zhixiao’s sinful curves and tempting face haunted him constantly. Keeping him semi-hard but never reaching that first explosive intensity.
Still – General Yan only indulged these thoughts late at night. Daily duties left no room for such distractions.
Yan Qiao landed the helicopter at a temporary outpost – switching to a military jeep.
Feng Jiye and Xue Zhixiao had traveled far from headquarters during their days on the run, so Yan Qiao arranged multiple vehicle swaps to catch up.
Xue Zhixiao sat in the passenger seat watching the sunset paint the grasslands orange-red.
“Xue Zhixiao.” Yan Qiao’s low voice broke the silence. “We’ll stay in an old bunker tonight. Depart at dawn.”
She glanced at his profile before returning to the view – afraid she might pounce on him otherwise.
Let’s be honest – our Xue Zhixiao talks big about s*x but lacks real courage.
Yan Qiao efficiently set up a portable stove – lighting solid fuel to boil water.
Xue Zhixiao watched silently as he cooked noodles – mesmerized by his precise movements.
Do you know how hot a man looks cooking for you?
They ate without speaking. After finishing her cooled water – Xue Zhixiao heard Yan Qiao’s third sentence of the day, “Sleep over there. I’ll keep watch. Call if you need anything.”
She hesitated. “You drove all day…and tomorrow…maybe you should sleep first? I’m not tired.”
Amused warmth carried through the firelight, “Don’t worry – I won’t get lost.”
Xue Zhixiao could only lie down on the padded bedding he’d prepared.