100: Whose hand is causing trouble on this bumpy road?

"Mmm~"

A soft groan, suppressed with effort yet carrying a strange trace of a trill, leaked from Lin Xiaocao’s lips.

In the roaring cabin in the dead of night, the sound was exceptionally piercing.

Wang Fugui’s entire body froze.

That soft groan was like a red-hot iron poker thrust directly into his ear, causing all the blood in his body to surge madly toward one place.

After the impact of inertia, Lin Xiaocao practically slumped onto Chen Yun’s back, while Chen Yun crashed solidly into Wang Fugui’s embrace.

The three of them, with unprecedented closeness, were stacked together like a sandwich.

The driver, Old Zhang, cursed as he shifted gears again; the heavy truck gave a violent shudder and set off forward once more.

"Damn it, a wild cat darted across, gave me a hell of a fright."

Old Zhang’s voice came from the front, but none of the three in the sleeper berth responded.

The atmosphere was awkward to the extreme.

The truck drove onto a section of a long-neglected national highway, and the vehicle began to jolt violently up and down.

With every heavy rise and fall, Wang Fugui’s rock-hard muscles unyieldingly pressed against Chen Yun in front of him.

And with every drop, that startling softness and elasticity would, in turn, wrap tightly around him.

Instead of causing any discomfort, this feeling brought a strange, addictive blend of security and a desire for destruction.

Wang Fugui felt as though he wasn't lying on a sleeper berth, but was instead strapped into a precision torture device, undergoing a sweet ordeal.

He could clearly smell the mature fragrance from Chen Yun’s hair and the milky, youthful scent wafting from Lin Xiaocao’s side.

The two scents, mixed with the scorching heat radiating from his own body, fermented in this cramped space into an aphrodisiac capable of snapping one's sanity.

Just as he was desperately tensing his muscles, trying to maintain a microscopic distance from the warmth in front of him, a hand silently reached out from behind Chen Yun.

That hand carried a hint of coolness yet was incredibly bold, pressing directly onto his abdominal muscles, which were defined like blocks from his exertion.

Wang Fugui’s whole body shuddered.

It was Chen Yun’s hand.

That hand did not settle down; slender fingers began to slowly trace circles on his abs, one block at a time.

From the first block to the second, then the fourth, the sixth... every touch was like a faint electric current, igniting a string of fine sparks and making the dry heat in his lower abdomen surge even more violently.

His breathing became uncontrollably heavy.

He didn't dare move, not even an inch.

He feared that even the slightest movement would cause that misbehaving hand to slide into a more dangerous area, and he also feared his body would make the most honest reaction, leaving him utterly mortified.

This vixen!

Wang Fugui let out a wail in his heart.

He could punch a strong man flying and twist a steel pipe into a pretzel, yet he was completely helpless against this small hand roaming freely over his body.

He could even imagine Chen Yun with her back to him right now, her face surely wearing that triumphant, cat-and-mouse smirk.

Suddenly, he felt Lin Xiaocao, on the outermost side, tense up as well.

Though Chen Yun was in between them, the sleeper berth was simply too narrow; any tiny movement behind Chen Yun’s back would be faithfully transmitted to the other side.

Lin Xiaocao had clearly noticed Chen Yun’s little maneuvers.

A sense of competitive, fiercely jealous stubbornness radiated from the girl's body.

Wang Fugui felt like a piece of meat caught between two tigresses, both asserting their sovereignty in their own way.

Just then.

"Clang!"

A loud crash!

One of the truck's wheels seemed to have fallen into a massive pothole; the entire vehicle plunged downward before being violently tossed upward!

This jolt was far more violent than any before.

"Ah!"

Lin Xiaocao let out a short cry; already off-balance from her nervousness, she lost her footing in the violent bounce and tumbled backward uncontrollably.

The back of her head crashed solidly into Wang Fugui’s broad chest.

Soft strands of hair brushed against Wang Fugui’s chin, while her cheek pressed flush against his burning, solid pectoral muscle.

In an instant, the tip of her nose was completely overtaken by that domineering yet pleasant masculine scent.

The world stood still at this moment.

Lin Xiaocao’s mind went blank; she could even feel the muscle beneath her cheek twitching slightly due to its owner's tension.

The hard sensation, the scorching temperature, the scent that made her legs go weak... everything made her dizzy.

In the darkness, a sour voice filled with obvious dissatisfaction rang out.

"Oh? Is Sister Little Grass not satisfied with Attacking through an obstacle and decided to throw herself into his arms instead?"

Chen Yun’s voice wasn't loud, yet it was full of penetrative force.

Simultaneously, she reached out and gave Wang Fugui’s waist a vicious pinch.

However, the scene she had anticipated—Wang Fugui crying out in pain—did not happen.

When her fingers pinched him, it didn't feel like pinching human flesh, but rather like pinching a steel plate wrapped in cowhide; she couldn't budge it at all, and the recoil even made her fingertips go numb.

This monster!

Chen Yun cursed inwardly, but more than that, she felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

Wang Fugui was currently in the midst of a purgatorial ordeal.

In front was Chen Yun’s soft back, and behind was Lin Xiaocao’s warm cheek.

Two distinctly different yet equally lethal softnesses sandwiched him in between.

The dry heat in his body was already far beyond that of an ordinary person, and now it was surging wildly within him like a volcanic eruption.

He had to grit his teeth and frantically count sheep in his head.

One sheep, two sheep... Damn it, why do the sheep look exactly like Chen Yun?

Change it!

One pig, two pigs... Fuck, why is this pig swaying like a vixen too!

He felt like he was about to explode.

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After an unknown amount of time, the truck's jolting finally began to level off.

They must have driven back onto a section with better road conditions.

The three in the sleeper berth finally gained a moment of respite from that suffocating awkwardness.

Lin Xiaocao had already sat up with a flushed face, huddling in the corner, not daring to look at anyone.

"Cough."

Chen Yun cleared her throat and took the initiative to break the silence, as if nothing had happened just now.

Leaning against the cabin wall, she began to plan for the future.

"Once we reach Shenzhen, we'll find a place to stay first. That jade pendant can't be sold easily; it would attract too much attention. The money I brought should last a month or two if we're frugal. During this time, we need to find a way to make some money."

She looked at Wang Fugui.

"Fugui, you're strong. If you go to the docks or a construction site, you'll definitely earn a lot. Once we've saved up some capital, we'll start a small business of our own..."

Before she could finish her sentence...

"Gurgle~ Growl~~~"

An extremely loud sound, like a clap of thunder, abruptly erupted from Wang Fugui’s stomach.

The sound instantly drowned out the roar of the truck's engine.

Both Chen Yun and Lin Xiaocao were stunned, looking at Wang Fugui in unison.

Wang Fugui’s honest face instantly turned beet red.

He was hungry.

Not just ordinary hunger, but a devastating sense of starvation that felt as if it would consume his very internal organs.

From the factory fight to the overnight escape, and then the prolonged muscle tension and mental exhaustion, his terrifying appetite finally voiced its strongest protest.

He felt his vision go slightly dark, and his strength was being rapidly drained; even the dry heat in his body had weakened considerably.

The way he looked at Chen Yun even carried a hint of a green glint.

That wasn't lust; it was the pure gaze of a wild beast looking at food.

Just then, the driver, Old Zhang, also seemed to hear that loud noise.

He glanced back, then pointed at a road sign ahead where lights were vaguely appearing, shouting in a gruff voice.

"Ahead is the 'Black Stone Service Area.' Just as well, I need to top up the water and get some food too."

He caught a meaningful glimpse of the two women in the sleeper berth through the rearview mirror and lowered his voice to add a word to Wang Fugui.

"But brother, I'm warning you, this place is pretty chaotic, a real den of dragons and snakes. When you get off, keep a close eye on your women; don't let them wander off."