The Young Doctor with His Harems

"So good!"

Xia Bei couldn't stop shivering, overwhelmed by pleasure.

The physiological ecstasy was not that intense, for she really had no skill at all; it was more psychological. She used to be the aloof beauty queen of the class, the high and mighty swan. And now, here she was, pleasuring him with her hand.

Especially since she despised herself, the humiliation mixed with the thrill of coercion felt even the sweeter!

"Xu Yirong, does it feel good?"

He asked deliberately, his gaze fixated on her ample bosom, itching to grab them.

"Hmm!"

Her beautiful eyes slightly closed, a bit misty, she probably didn't even know what she was saying.

"Did you ever do this for your boyfriend?"

"No!"

She murmured, shaking her head, her body gently swaying, especially those supermodel-like legs wrapped in black silk, constantly rubbing together. Xia Bei's eyes swept over them, and his blood surged with desire.

Those legs, so long, so sexy!

If he tried to take her from behind, he probably wouldn't even reach her ass.

He grew more and more aroused, unable to suppress his wicked thoughts, he thrust forward slightly, feeling her tender, moist lips...

Ah!

A yell, as Xu Yirong felt a sharp heat, finally snapping out of it, realizing what was happening.

"What... what are you doing? Get away!"

Her eyes widened in horror, screaming, her face full of panic and disgust. She let go of her grip and slapped away, turning her head, her body trembling intensely.

How could I...

Thinking about how she just matched his movements, as if she was doing that for him, she couldn't believe it. How could she have done such a ludicrous and shameless thing?

It must be the drugs!

Yes, that's it!

"Xia Bei, you said this would detoxify me, but I'm still poisoned. You've been deceiving me all along, just taking advantage of me!"

She turned her head back with a face full of disgust and hatred.

"Your poison is mostly gone already!"

Seeing that she was lucid, Xia Bei felt a bit remorseful and stepped back.

"You're lying! I was just... like that, all dizzy, that means the poison is still there, it's useless!" Xu Yirong shouted angrily.

"That's just your body reacting because it feels good, you're getting aroused!"

"You're talking nonsense, I hate you, I hate you so much. I despise someone like you, it only makes me sick, how could I possibly feel anything for you!" Xu Yirong spat with hatred.

Facing her scornful, disgusted gaze, Xia Bei clenched his fists, anger rising again.

"You don't know whether you feel it? Can't you feel whether the poison is gone yourself?"

"Indeed, I don't feel bloated anymore, and my face isn't as hot, it seems to be working."

Xu Yirong lowered her head and gently squeezed her breasts; the soreness was gone, and her consciousness also became much clearer. But this was just ridiculous, how could holding that thing detoxify her?

"Xia Bei, don't think I'll thank you. I will never. You did such a disgusting thing to me, I can only hate you! Get away! Don't block my path!" she hissed angrily, starting to stand up while leaning on the wall.

But as she got up, she staggered a bit and grasped the nearby desk.

"Why am I... so weak?"

"Of course you are. You've been drugged so many times by Yang Wenhui, your body has long been compromised, especially your liver and kidneys. Last time, I only drew out the poison, the aftereffects are still there."

"What... what should I do?"

Hearing this, Xu Yirong became somewhat panicked.

"Go to the hospital! Why are you looking at me, don't you find me disgusting! Xu Yirong, you wouldn't dare to shamelessly ask me to treat you again, would you?" Xia Bei scoffed coldly.

"You…"

Xu Yirong's beautiful eyes widened, tears beginning to well up from being mocked by someone she despised so deeply, feeling utterly humiliated and somewhat wronged.

"I would never! Who would beg a disgusting person like you! Even if I were to die, I wouldn't ask for your help." She walked out, tears streaming down her face, staggering.

However, she was very weak and sobbed violently; taking a few steps, she couldn't move anymore, collapsed on the desk, and buried her face, sobbing loudly.

Xia Bei watched coldly for a moment, then approached.

"What are you doing? Don't touch me! I don't want your treatment!"

Xu Yirong struggled a bit, but she had no strength, and he easily lifted her and placed her onto the desk. She panicked again, "What... what are you going to do?"

"Treat you!"

"You're lying, you just want to humiliate me, take advantage of me. Xia Bei, you're also a bastard, I despise you the most!" Xu Yirong shot back, looking up with tearing eyes.

Xia Bei clenched his teeth, took a deep breath, and genuinely wanted to press down on her to heal her body properly.

But with anger surging, he suddenly lifted her skirt.

That pair of legs wrapped in black stockings revealed completely, extending up to her waist, that tender area of the young girl covered by black stockings, drew out the full, voluptuous shape, an enticing slight crevice seductively beckoning!

And those perky buttocks, so round and gorgeous in their wrapping!

Xia Bei's eyes widened, his throat practically smoking.

"What... what are you doing? Don't mess around!"

Xu Yirong's beautiful eyes widened in terror, frantically kicking a few times, but to no avail, he grabbed her and even felt a few touches, making her tremble with disgust.

Then, with a ripping sound, the black stockings between her legs were torn apart, and she felt a scorching, bulky, unbarred presence press against her private garden, bringing a slight swelling, seemingly ready to plunge in any moment…