Village Doctor's Women-Chapter 268 - 262 Unique Battle Style

Should I... move a bit more forward? Take the initiative?

The idea of taking the initiative was incredibly tantalizing, circling in Wang Jian’s mind. After all, his opponent was swaying back and forth so enticingly that the thought simply refused to dissipate, settling down comfortably in his brain. The seductive sounds from the next room faded into background music. The only thing he could see was Cai Qiong’s back. This opponent right in front of him was now his greatest concern.

The distance between them was closing, and Wang Jian watched as it shortened. Though his nerves were frayed with tension, his body seemed to move on its own, drawn toward her. Even though their weapons were still far from contact, he could already feel the heat radiating from hers. The battle felt like it could erupt at any second.

At that moment, the sounds from the brawl outside grew more frantic. They had clearly reached the peak of their struggle, a tangled and intense mess. This escalation undoubtedly affected Cai Qiong, as Wang Jian saw her suddenly shift backward. With hardly any space between them, their weapons clashed, sending sparks flying. He had crashed into her. The sudden assault was like a jolt of electricity, shocking them both.

"Hmm? What was that..." Cai Qiong was perplexed. Her earlier movement had been purely instinctive; she never expected to be the one to sound the horn for battle. Frowning in thought, she even turned her head to steal a glance at Wang Jian, and following his line of sight, she noticed something was off. Everything had started too suddenly. Although neither of them was a novice when it came to a fight, the situation still left them feeling flustered.

Wang Jian cleared his throat, quite taken aback by the unexpected collision. The impact felt like an internal blow, and his mind was far from calm; in fact, he felt a little heady. Cai Qiong, on the other hand, was startled but quickly composed herself, her body tensing up all at once. She whipped her head away, no longer daring to look directly at Wang Jian. From this one tentative probe, her skin had flushed a deep red. Her earlobes were conspicuously crimson, and even the skin on her body had reddened considerably, as if from an allergic reaction. It spoke to the unique nature of Wang Jian’s attack.

Cai Qiong was lost in the sensation. Sweat beaded on her skin, though she wasn’t sure if it was from the stuffy air of the secret room, the sounds from outside, or the aftershocks of their recent exchange. For a moment, the dark chamber was deathly quiet, both of them consumed by tumultuous thoughts. In this atmosphere, both tacitly agreed not to make any new moves, savoring the tranquility of their standoff.

During this pause, neither of them moved. Instead, they carefully observed each other, trying to sense what the other’s next action might be. The point of impact remained as it was; neither dared to add any pressure, maintaining the delicate status quo. Even so, Cai Qiong’s focus was no longer on the room next door. Like Wang Jian, her attention was now fully on her opponent. Unconsciously, she mobilized her entire combat power.

Wang Jian could see Cai Qiong’s body tense up. The muscles in her back twitched a few times, like a cat whose fur had just been brushed, before falling still.

She has to be feeling this, right? Wang Jian swallowed, his gaze returning to the point of their hasty encounter. Moving just a little should be fine... right?

With that thought, he tried to shift, moving at an incredibly slow pace. It was a stealthy move, a gentle grinding technique. Even if she felt it, it would only be a slight tingle, hard to detect. This strategy was as nerve-wracking as it was thrilling—like sneaking a move in a game. But he didn’t dare move too boldly for fear of how Cai Qiong might react, so his movements were almost imperceptible. Most of what Wang Jian felt now was a product of his own imagination. Yet it was precisely this conflict between sensation and fantasy that made the experience so addictive.

He began to move back and forth with an almost imperceptible rhythm, deploying his extremely special offensive technique. Combined with the sounds from outside the wall, the atmosphere was perfect. He executed his moves cautiously, all while watching his opponent for any sign that she had noticed. The battle was tense and heated.

Wang Jian assumed Cai Qiong was unaware. But unlike him, she had sensed it long ago, and for her, the sensations were far more direct. When Wang Jian was still, it had been manageable. But the moment he began to move, Cai Qiong nearly cried out. Fortunately, she reacted quickly, clamping a hand over her mouth and tensing her back muscles to keep from making a fool of herself. She didn’t dare make any extra movements, afraid that her opponent would notice her reaction. If Wang Jian heard such a sound, he might think she was some kind of indecent girl, and that would be a terrible loss. Besides, if the people outside heard any commotion from in here, Cai Qiong was certain the news would spread throughout the entire hospital in no time. So, Cai Qiong clamped her mouth shut and simply endured it.

"Slut!"

A sharp curse from outside snapped Cai Qiong back to her senses. The couple next door clearly had some unique preferences. From their choice of location to their behavior, they were obviously the type who knew how to get wild. The shout wasn’t quiet, so Wang Jian and Cai Qiong heard it clearly. He knew the couple had reached the height of their passion.

The cry of "Slut!" was followed by the sharp crack of something striking flesh. The woman was being struck, and each sharp crack was accompanied by a sound that was half sob, half moan. The noise was so loud that anyone passing the Dean’s office would surely be able to hear it. But the Dean’s office was on the top floor, a place few people ever visited.

Just as Wang Jian was wondering if there was something seriously wrong with those two, he and Cai Qiong heard the woman’s voice.

"Daddy, do you want to play with Dean Cai..."

"Slut, you are Dean Cai right now!"

"Okay, Daddy!"

Good lord! That form of address... it was the kind of line that immediately revealed an expert’s touch. Wang Jian raised an eyebrow and glanced at Cai Qiong. So they were fantasizing about her. No wonder they chose her office for their tryst. Cai Qiong had been spending a lot of time in her office recently, so the couple must have been holding back for a while. That explained why they were so impatient when they came in.

Wang Jian knew Cai Qiong had also heard their exchange. Unsurprisingly, she was in a foul mood. In fact, she was so furious she looked ready to charge out there. Having her office used for such an act was disgusting enough, but hearing them use her name to add spice to their affair was utterly nauseating.

"Hmph, two perverts," Cai Qiong muttered indignantly.

Having turned her head, Wang Jian could see her profile and guess at her expression. As she cursed, she shifted away, breaking their close contact. Though Wang Jian felt it was a shame, he still advised her, "Don’t be impulsive. If you go out now, you’ll definitely scare them, but it won’t be good for your reputation. After all, you’re in here hiding with me, looking like... this."

Wang Jian gestured toward her upper body, and she understood what he meant.

"I know," Cai Qiong said, glancing at Wang Jian. She noticed he was still in the same state as before, not having his mood ruined like she had. It made her feel a little bashful. "Are you... still okay?"

She even gestured in his direction, though she didn’t dare point directly. Her hand hovered hesitantly over her own chest as she wiggled her fingers. She couldn’t even meet his gaze, her eyes darting to the side.

Faced with such a heart-wrenchingly vulnerable sight, how could Wang Jian possibly resist? He reached out and pulled Cai Qiong into a tight hug.

"Ah..." Cai Qiong blushed furiously. As she fell into his embrace, her mind went completely blank.

Before she could react, Wang Jian made his next move. Cai Qiong felt as if her entire body was under his control, unable to move. It was as if Wang Jian had used magic. Then, she heard him whisper in her ear, "You’re provoking me."

Cai Qiong looked up, and Wang Jian leaned in, crushing his lips against hers. Any words of protest she might have had were instantly trapped in her throat. The kiss was exceptionally long, nearly suffocating her. The controlling force emanating from Wang Jian was simply insurmountable.

Such strong possessiveness!

Cai Qiong even suspected this man wanted to devour her whole. She had never, ever expected things with Wang Jian to develop like this. The moment her lips were free, Cai Qiong gasped, greedily sucking in air. Once she caught her breath, she shot Wang Jian a glare.

By the time Cai Qiong came back to her senses, she wasn’t sure whether to find the couple outside disgusting or to thank them for bringing about this completely new development between her and Wang Jian. As for a token of her gratitude, perhaps it would be better to find those two, have them quietly kicked out of the hospital, and while she was at it, get a new sofa for the office.