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After passing through security and boarding, everything was new to Fei Hu. As the plane took off and he watched everything on the ground shrink, with skyscrapers turning into small matchboxes, a childlike smile appeared on his face.
Sitting next to Fei Hu, Wang Qian gently nudged his arm with her smooth elbow. Fei Hu shivered as if he had been electrocuted; her touch was icy and slippery, bringing a delightful sensation that was truly enjoyable.
"What's wrong? Is this your first time flying?" Wang Qian's soft and melodious voice brushed past Fei Hu's ear.
Out of politeness, Fei Hu turned slightly and smiled, "Yes, it's my first time at this age."
"Haha! As long as you enjoy it, there will be plenty of opportunities like this in the future," Wang Qian said, her enchanting eyes glancing at Fei Hu's face.
Fei Hu felt a bit dazed. Flying to Hong Kong was already quite absurd for him, and now Wang Qian said there would be many more chances if he liked it. Was he dreaming again? He felt a bit unwilling and lightly pinched his arm with his nails. Ouch! It seemed this wasn't a dream but reality.
Seeing Fei Hu's unusual behavior, Wang Qian couldn't help but giggle, "What are you doing?"
Fei Hu's face turned slightly red as he replied, "I wanted to see if it hurts."
"You're so silly; how could your own arm not hurt?" Wang Qian laughed, reaching out to gently tap Fei Hu on the head with her finger. A faint fragrance wafted from her, causing Fei Hu to turn around just in time to see Wang Qian's ample chest, stirring some mischievous thoughts in his mind.
Flying was indeed fast; after just over two hours, Fei Hu found himself standing on Hong Kong soil. The feeling was surreal as he looked around at the skyscrapers and various beautiful women. He wished he had another pair of eyes to take in all the sights and fully enjoy the view.
"Hey! Don't just gawk; you're here to be my bodyguard, not for sightseeing," Wang Qian joked as she linked her arm with Fei Hu's. Goodness! This was hardly a superior-subordinate relationship; they looked like a couple out for a day of fun.
Wang Qian's flirtation left Fei Hu feeling confused. He had no idea that being a bodyguard could be like this. If he had known earlier, he would have applied to be a bodyguard for some movie star instead. Maybe then he would be strolling hand in hand with her on the streets of Hong Kong or America every day. Suddenly, Fei Hu felt a bit resentful towards Bald Zhang for saying those things that scared him into not even calling Miss Zhang.
"Get in the car! You really know how to enjoy yourself, leaning half your body against me. Isn't it very comfortable?" Wang Qian teased as she playfully hit Fei Hu's arm.
Goodness! Fei Hu realized he had lost his composure; indeed, he had been leaning against Wang Qian the whole time. It was an experience he had never had before. He smiled awkwardly and followed Wang Qian into the rental car.
"Bright Boy, Victoria Harbour, Hilton Hotel," Wang Qian shouted to the taxi driver.
The young driver turned back and smiled at Wang Qian, saying, "Alright, it seems this beauty is liked wherever she goes."
As the car started moving, Wang Qian gently leaned her head closer. My God, how can anyone live like this? Fei Hu felt a rush of blood to his head, his body slightly heating up, and his mouth dry and parched, making him extremely uncomfortable. This kind of enjoyment was better left alone.
Traffic in Hong Kong is not much better than in City A. Watching the cars flow like a river, every passenger felt annoyed. The rental car also stopped and started repeatedly, driving Fei Hu mad. He was already on edge and wanted to end this kind of enjoyment quickly; he could hardly bear it.
The young driver was driving while glancing back through the rearview mirror. It seemed he had noticed the subtle chemistry between Fei Hu and Wang Qian. Suddenly, there was a sharp brake, followed by a loud bang, and the car jolted. It was over; several cars ahead had collided in a chain reaction, and the rental car was no exception, bumping into the car in front. Wang Qian opened her eyes and cursed, "Damn it."
It seemed that for the time being, they couldn't leave. The young driver apologetically said to Wang Qian, "Sister Liang! We can't go now; we have to wait for the police. If you're in a hurry, you can take that small street ahead to reach your destination. It's actually quite close, but driving would take a longer route."
"Why didn't you say so earlier!" Wang Qian pushed Fei Hu slightly in annoyance. The two got out of the car and took their luggage from the trunk, which Fei Hu ended up carrying all by himself while Wang Qian silently led the way.
This troublesome little driver had them walking for two streets without seeing the destination he mentioned. They were in an alley where there were no signs of the rental car. Fei Hu hadn't expected that Hong Kong would be similar; outside it was bustling with life, but some places inside were just as mundane. Wang Qian took off her high heels, pulled out a piece of paper, and sat down on the steps by the roadside, completely losing any semblance of her former dignified Vice President demeanor.
Fei Hu walked over and softly asked, "Tired? Can't walk anymore?"
"Can I not be tired? I've never walked such a long distance before, and I'm wearing high heels. My feet are killing me," Wang Qian said as she rubbed her delicate feet wrapped in silk. They were both beautiful and sexy; Fei Hu almost wanted to squat down and hold her in his arms to massage them for her, but he held back—he couldn't do something so indecent during broad daylight.
Wang Qian grimaced; it seemed her feet really hurt. Fei Hu secretly chuckled to himself—beauty comes at a price; now she knew how tough it could be!
At that moment, a young couple walked past them—the girl was riding on the guy's back with a lollipop in her mouth while humming a pop song, and the guy was sweating profusely but still looked happy.
Wang Qian suddenly said, "You carry me too; otherwise, I'm not moving from here today."
Hey! This isn't too bad; I can carry anything weighing two hundred pounds! How heavy can a petite woman like you be? Plus, carrying such a beautiful woman must feel amazing. With that thought in mind, Fei Hu immediately replied, "Sure! What's the big deal?" He then hung all their bags on his chest.
Wang Qian didn't expect Fei Hu to agree so readily; she happily stood up, quickly put on her shoes, and cheerfully ran over to him. As Fei Hu bent down, Wang Qian climbed onto his back. Oh my God! The sensation was so exhilarating that Fei Hu could barely straighten up. When his hands reached around her back to hold her curvy hips while preparing to spread her legs across his back, he suddenly realized—oh no! Wang Qian was wearing a short skirt; how could he do that?
Fei Hu froze for a moment as Wang Qian laughed from his back and asked, "What's wrong? Why aren't we moving? Can't you carry me?"
"It's not that; it's just how am I supposed to carry you with what you're wearing?" Fei Hu shook his head.
Wang Qian realized that this was indeed not feasible. She jumped off Fei Hu's back and said angrily, "What should we do? Are you suggesting I take off my short skirt and let you carry me bare-bottomed?"
Fei Hu smiled and replied, "Don't be angry. There must be a way. Let's think about it!"
Wang Qian prepared to sit by the roadside again, clearly exhausted. Suddenly, Fei Hu remembered a variety show he had seen on TV where a man carried a woman in a skirt, and the woman knelt in his palm. This might work, so he quickly said, "I have an idea! Let's give it a try!" Fei Hu looked excited.
Wang Qian perked up at this and stood up again, listlessly asking, "What’s the idea? Hurry up and tell me!"
"Come here, just like this..." Fei Hu demonstrated for Wang Qian.
Seeing this, Wang Qian's face lit up with joy. When she tried it, it indeed worked. However, carrying someone like this required some strength; otherwise, they wouldn't get far. Fortunately, Fei Hu was quite strong, and Wang Qian only weighed around one hundred pounds. With her on his back, it was really no big deal.
Passersby stopped to watch this unusual pair, and Wang Qian was thrilled. Unable to help herself, she leaned over and kissed Fei Hu on the cheek, whispering, "You're amazing! I didn't expect you to be so clever."
With that kiss, Wang Qian leaned forward, and Fei Hu suddenly felt her softness pressing against him. He couldn't help but shudder and quickened his pace. Wang Qian was puzzled by his sudden acceleration and gently said, "Slow down; don't wear yourself out."
Fei Hu remained silent and continued to rush forward, thinking to himself that there was no way he could slow down now.
As beads of sweat appeared on Fei Hu's forehead from the exertion, Wang Qian moved around more vigorously on his back due to his intense running. Kneeling like this wasn't comfortable either; she kept shifting forward and backward, making Fei Hu feel flustered. Carrying such a lovely girl was indeed a challenge.
"We've arrived at the Hilton Hotel!" With Wang Qian's exclamation, Fei Hu came to a stop. My goodness, this hotel is quite tall!
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