Chapter 382 Training the Queen (1 more)
Chapter 382 of "Supreme Divine Physician in the City" begins with suspenseful moments: Chapter 382: Chapter 382 Training the Queen (1 more)Hehe, who would have thought this bratty... Donât miss it!
Chapter 382: Chapter 382 Training the Queen (1 more)Hehe, who would have thought this bratty girl would still like to play role-play? Well, I like it!
Ye Xuan gave her a once-over, his gaze lingering on Murong Wanwanâs behind, wrapped in a black leather skirt, and a mischievous smile spread across his lips.
"Ha! You stinking rogue, you still havenât figured out the situation, have you? What an idiot!"
Murong Wanwanâs face was full of mockery, like a proud white swan, lifting her chin high: "See these people by my side? Just one command from this lady, and theyâll beat you into three hundred and sixty positions! If you donât want to die miserably, then get out and kneel before this demon queen to sing âconqueredâ, and meekly accept my whip training!"
Having said that, with the regal gaze of a queen, she looked down at Ye Xuan before her, her petite face displaying an invincible expression.
"What? You want me to kneel and sing âconqueredâ? How could I do such a thing? But I really want to hear it, so hurry up and kneel to sing!"
Ye Xuan seemed not to hear the threat in Murong Wanwanâs words, and spoke with a grin on his face.
"This bastard, what an idiot!"
Seeing Ye Xuan still talking tough, Murong Wanwan sneered inwardly, sure that Ye Xuan was a dead man today, and she huffed: "It seems you wonât cry until you see the coffin. If this demon queen tells you to kneel, you must kneel! If you donât, weâll beat you until you do!"
While speaking, she put her hands on her hips and pointed at the ten brawny men behind her: "Go make him adopt three hundred and sixty positions, make him kneel and sing âconqueredâ."
It was an utter victory, like squashing a bug, and Murong Wanwan didnât even need to think about it; Ye Xuan would definitely kneel and sing âconqueredâ shortly, then be trained by her whip!
Just thinking about personally training this damn brute made her excited, and her pretty face bloomed with a flower-like smile.
However, her smile didnât last long.
The flower-like smile on her pretty face froze completely, with a hint of fear.
Because Ye Xuan had gotten out of the car, and with a few thumps, he had taken out all ten of her black-clothed brawlers in less than half a minuteâall lying on the ground wailing!
And at this moment, Ye Xuan was walking towards her with an amused look, standing before her, looking down at her.
This rogue seemed unusually tall at this moment!
"Stinking rogue! You... what do you want?"
Murong Wanwanâs face tightened with nervousness as she took a fearful step back, clutching the whip in her hand tightly. How could this bastard be so strong?
Ye Xuanâs mouth curved into a devilish smile, staring at Murong Wanwan and said: "My queen, didnât you want me to kneel and sing âconqueredâ and be trained by your whip? Come on, Iâm standing right in front of you now, so indeed come train me."
"You... you think I wouldnât dare? I have the whip, and if you dare touch me once, this... this queen will lash you!"
Murong Wanwan stuttered, her lips trembling as she spoke, frantically waving the small whip, attempting to intimidate Ye Xuan.
"Oh, really? Then letâs see you whip."
Ye Xuanâs eyes flashed, and he suddenly reached out with a large hand, grabbing the whip flailing in mid-air, and with a gentle pull, the whip slid out of her grasp and into Ye Xuanâs hands.
Thump.
And due to inertia, Murong Wanwan was also pulled forward, tumbling into Ye Xuanâs arms, once again close against him.
Emma! Itâs the same old formula, the familiar taste!
But he wasnât idle either; one hand held the whip, the other wrapped around Murong Wanwan, preventing her from wriggling free in his embrace.
Itâs over!
Caught in this bastardâs hands again?
Murong Wanwanâs little face paled, her eyes revealing a look of despair. It seemed that she couldnât escape her fate of being trained today.
"How does it feel, my dear Queen? Are you surprised, or were you expecting this?"
Ye Xuanâs lips curled up with amusement as he blew a breath of air on Murong Wanwanâs delicate earlobe.
Murong Wanwan managed a smile uglier than crying, lifting her small face with a pitiful look at Ye Xuan, "Ye brother, can you let me go? Iâm still just a child, you wouldnât be so unreasonable with a child, right?"
"A child? Werenât you acting like a princess?"
Ye Xuanâs lips quirked up lazily as he said, "Letâs cut the crap. Since youâve come to me with a whip for training, of course, I have to satisfy you! Iâm someone who never leaves his name behind after doing good deeds, dedicated to solving the woes of beauties. Tell me, should I use my hand, or should I use the whip?"
While saying this, Ye Xuan raised the small whip in his hand, his face revealing a mischievous grin.
"Donât use the whip, use... use your hand instead..."
Murong Wanwan wore a mournful expression, knowing there was no escape and that she must accept her fate.
It seemed undeniable that she was in for another round of training, and the thought alone made her want to spew blood!
"Heh heh, use my hand? NO! NO! NO! With such a nice whip, how can I waste it? I think, I should use this whip to train your little bottom instead."
Ye Xuan smiled wickedly, waving the small whip in his hand, producing a crisp snap.
Hearing this, Murong Wanwan wanted to cry without tears. If she had known this would happen, why would she have brought the whip? She had dug her own grave.
Glancing at the black-clothed men lying on the ground, Ye Xuan spoke indifferently: "Donât make any sudden moves, you know what Iâm capable of! Otherwise, I canât guarantee what I would do to this little lady if you irritate me!"
Ye Xuan was worried these men would take advantage of his distraction to go after Lu Miaochan, who was still in the car.
After giving a stern warning, he ignored those men and turned to look at Murong Wanwan in front of him, wickedly smiling, "Little Wanwan, stick your bottom up. Big brother Ye is about to start!"
"You... be gentle, donât hurt me too much."
Murong Wanwan was nearly in tears.
Wuu wuu wuu... She, the alluring queen and princess of East Sea City, was subjected to a spanking for the second time in a row, and this time even with a whip!
This was nothing less than the utmost humiliation!
But no matter how reluctant she was, in front of Ye Xuan, this cruel beast of a man, she could only obediently stick out her little bottom, begging Ye Xuan to whip her.
Seeing the girl submit so meekly, Ye Xuan snickered with satisfaction, his heart swelling with glee, but his face was cold and merciless as he raised the whip and struck down.
Smack!
The crisp sound made Ye Xuanâs adrenaline surge uncontrollably.
"Do you recognize your mistake now? Will you dare to come at me with a whip for training again?"
Ye Xuan asked as he continued to strike, his inner self immensely enjoying the moment.