The Strongest Master Venturing Urban-Chapter 43: Whose Child Is It Anyway?

Thinking of this, Chen Bin looked at Wang Jun, who was silently drinking on the sofa.

The guilt in his heart grew stronger.

"Godfather, it’s so boring to drink alone. Let me drink with you."

Wang Jun did not speak, just quietly watched the TV.

Chen Bin also dared not speak and could only sit silently beside him.

It was unclear how much time had passed before Wang Jun finally finished an entire bottle of baijiu.

He then drunkenly collapsed onto the sofa.

Seeing this, Chen Bin immediately helped him into the bedroom with Zhao Xinmei.

During this process, Wang Jun kept muttering that he wasn’t drunk.

After laying him down on the bed, Zhao Xinmei didn’t show any hint of complaint.

She bent over and started to take off Wang Jun’s shoes.

The latter suddenly sat up and grabbed Zhao Xinmei’s arm.

He stared at her with bloodshot eyes.

Zhao Xinmei couldn’t help but ask, "What is it, do you want to throw up?"

"Xinmei, tell me the truth, do you have someone else outside?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? In my life, there’s only been you."

As she spoke, Zhao Xinmei tried to push Wang Jun back down onto the bed.

However, he refused to lie down and kept muttering.

"I am sterile, how... how could you possibly be pregnant?"

Turning her head to Chen Bin, Zhao Xinmei said sharply.

"Go back to your room. What are you standing here for?!"

Chen Bin didn’t dare to say anything and nodded immediately.

Just as he stepped out of the room and closed the door.

Wang Jun’s voice, strained and yelling, rose again from inside the room.

"Tell me, whose child is it?"

"What child? Can you stop spouting nonsense?"

"Then you tell me, do you dare to go to the hospital for a checkup with me tomorrow?"

At those words, Zhao Xinmei also shouted angrily.

"Wang Jun, can you stop making a drunken scene in front of me? I’m telling you for the last time, I don’t have a child. If you keep making unreasonable trouble, then let’s get a divorce!"

"You..."

Wang Jun’s voice faltered slightly, followed by a sobbing tone.

"Xinmei, I admit that I’ve been avoiding coming home because I’m hiding from you. I can understand you finding another man outside, but you still have to tell me who’s the child’s father? I really don’t want to wear this unclear and shameful cuckold’s hat."

"I’m telling you for the last time, there’s no child! Li Mengying was just joking with you."

"I don’t believe it! Unless you swear to heaven that besides me, you haven’t been with any other men!"

Zhao Xinmei was also shaking with anger.

She wanted to speak several times, but in the end just sighed.

She turned her head away and stopped talking.

"I knew it, haha... I knew it!"

Wang Jun laughed miserably a few times, then lay down on the bed and passed out.

Listening to that sound, which was somewhere between laughing and crying, Chen Bin, standing outside the door, felt a heart-wrenching pain.

Thinking about his impulsive actions last time and the great mistake he made, he was filled with regret.

After he finished washing up and returned to his room, Li Mengying had been waiting for a long time.

"Dear, come here, I’ve been waiting for you for so long."

She was wearing a revealing nightgown and a very short skirt that made her look very sexy.

But because of what had just happened, Chen Bin had no mood for intimacy.

So he frowned and said, "You go back, I don’t want to do it tonight."

"Oh, I’ve been waiting for you for a whole half month, asking Sister Zhao for news every day, you can’t treat me like this."

As she spoke, Li Mengying got up from the bed and threw herself at Chen Bin.

Thinking that she had instigated the events of the evening, Chen Bin’s anger surged even more.

He suddenly pushed Li Mengying away, speaking in a cold voice.

"I said I don’t want to do it with you tonight, don’t you understand?"

"Then... okay."

Li Mengying’s eyes turned slightly red as she covered her mouth and ran back to the guest room.

Seeing her sad look, Chen Bin instantly felt some regret.

Logically speaking, Zhao Xinmei’s pregnancy really had nothing to do with Li Mengying.

But Chen Bin’s mind was in chaos now, with no desire to comfort anyone else.

He lay straight down on the bed and fell into a heavy sleep.

In the night, Chen Bin once again dreamt of the scene from that evening.

He was pressing down on Zhao Xinmei, gently parting her legs wrapped in black silk.

With his iron-hard giant dragon, he thrust fiercely into her plump and juicy white tiger clam.

Zhao Xinmei’s Yugou was very narrow, and each thrust brought surges of pleasure.

As Chen Bin continued his movements, Zhao Xinmei’s eyes narrowed into slits.

Sultry, sweet moans echoed from her throat.

Especially the beauty mark on the corner of her mouth, which looked even more captivating.

With Chen Bin speeding up, Zhao Xinmei’s body began to twitch subconsciously.

Especially her pair of White Jade Peaks in front, which rippled wave after wave.

Facing such a beautiful sight, Chen Bin unconsciously neared his limit.

He leaned slightly forward, channeling all his strength into his waist.

Each thrust could reach deep into the flower’s core.

Finally, Zhao Xinmei’s body tensed, and her delicate frame violently convulsed.

Chen Bin could no longer withstand the stimulation, feeling his waist go numb as countless essence sprayed forth.

At the same time, he slowly opened his eyes.

In the haze, he still felt his giant dragon tightly enveloped in a warm and moist environment.

Startled for a moment, Chen Bin suddenly sat up.

On closer inspection, he discovered that Li Mengying was continuously licking his giant dragon.

At the very tip, the dragon’s eye, there was still plenty of essence slowly leaking out.

"Sister Mengying, what are you doing?"

Li Mengying smiled slightly, gently wiping the traces from the corner of her mouth.

"I thought about how you don’t have a girlfriend and have been holding it in for more than half a month; it’s not good for your body to not release it."

Chen Bin hurriedly put his pants on and looked around, then spoke in a low voice after confirming there was no one else in the room.

"Can you not mess around? If my mom finds out, we’re done for!"

"It’s fine, I went to listen at the door of the master bedroom when I came over, your parents are already asleep."

After saying this, Li Mengying extended her tongue, continuously licking the residue essence on her fingertips.

This scene made Chen Bin feel a tantalizing itch in his heart.

After a moment’s hesitation, he couldn’t help but ask.

"Was I talking in my sleep just now?"

Li Mengying nodded her head calmly.

"Yes, you kept saying your stepmom’s name in your mouth."

What?!

Hearing this, Chen Bin instantly panicked.

He quickly said: "Can you not talk nonsense? What I clearly called out was... the name of my ex-girlfriend."

"Oh come on, I heard it loud and clear."

With a roll of her eyes at Chen Bin, Li Mengying took off her clothes and directly sat in his arms.

"You can’t be like this, having an Oedipus complex. I need to help you release everything inside to ensure Sister Zhao’s safety."

As she spoke, Li Mengying’s eyes became more bewitched.

The blush on her cheeks also turned vividly bright.

Especially after tasting the richness of Chen Bin’s essence, she felt an unbearable itch in her Yugou.

Even without the touch of her hands, streams were already flowing out slowly...