My wife is the queen

  As early summer arrives in Pingjiang, it gets hotter and hotter. Two o'clock in the afternoon is the hottest time of day, and large pieces of tender meat can be seen everywhere on the streets.

  Compared with most girls, Song Yu Yan's dressing is relatively conservative.

  Below is a pale blue knee-length skirt, and on top is a white short-sleeved blouse with olive green small flowers. Under normal circumstances, it's unlikely to catch a glimpse of anything from any angle.

  Since he couldn't see, Qin Yan naturally turned his head to one side and admired the beautiful women who were visible on the roadside.

  Ah!

  Just as BMW was about to cross the intersection, a tricycle suddenly cut in and crossed over, and at the current speed of BMW, it would definitely hit it.

  Song Yu-yen was shocked and pale, and she suddenly slammed on the brakes, causing a screeching sound to ring out. At the same time, due to inertia, her entire body lost control and lunged forward. However, Qin Yan's reaction speed was extremely fast, and as a martial artist, his foundation far surpassed that of an ordinary person, so the effect of inertia on him was minimal.

  Watching Song Da Mei's beautiful figure leaning forward, if he didn't take care of her, she might hit the steering wheel. How could a beauty be in distress and not lend a helping hand?

  But...

  It was just like that time at the bar entrance, when Jiang Xiaoyan almost fell down and he lent a hand to help her up, but because of his clumsy method, it ended up being awkward for both parties.

  Similar mistakes cannot be made a second time. Logically, the best way to save Song Yuanyan now is to grab her from behind and pull her back, but this is likely to cause misunderstandings. With no time to think, Qin Yan directly used the simplest, most effective, and least likely to cause misunderstandings method.

  With a sudden jolt, he stood up without wearing a seatbelt and blocked the steering wheel.

  That's right!

  He intended to use his own body as a shield, and Song Yu Yan just happened to bump into him, so she wouldn't get hurt or make a scene.

  As the saying goes, ideals are plump and reality is bony.

  Song Yu Yan was about to crash into the steering wheel, but Qin Yan blocked her and she avoided hitting it. A person's body isn't as hard as a steering wheel, so of course she wouldn't get hurt.

  Qin Yan only thought of his forehead, which means that Song Yu Yan's collision would most likely hit her forehead on the steering wheel. His position could guarantee that Song Yu Yan's forehead would hit his abdomen, and relatively speaking, the abdominal area has no bones and is more flexible. Unfortunately, time was pressing and he didn't consider it thoroughly.

  Pfft...

  As expected, Song Yu Yan's forehead violently bumped into his abdomen, using her internal energy to condense a gentle force that formed a buffer, and the beautiful Song girl was unscathed.

  Something seems off!

  Qin Yan felt a strange sensation coming from the crotch of his beach pants, as if something soft and elastic was rubbing against him.

  Good heavens!

  What's going on!

  Qin Yan and Song Yu Yan both fell to the ground, Qin Yan's prediction was correct, the beautiful woman's forehead hit his stomach, but it was also because he calculated the landing point of her forehead that there would be a problem: on Song Yu Yan's side, about 30 centimeters below her head is her chest, and on Qin Yan's side, about 30 centimeters below his stomach is...

  Two balls, although not as "great" as Yan Qingwu's, are absolutely not small pieces of flesh, separated by a thin layer of snowflakes, creating a breathtaking sensation, as if the skin and flesh were in contact.

  A warrior's self-control is extremely powerful, provided that the warrior deliberately suppresses it.

  On the contrary, given a warrior's strong physique and energy, once they don't suppress it, their reaction is even stronger and faster than ordinary people!

  It was as if a "whoosh" sound could be heard, the long spear danced and pointed directly at the sky, just in time to be sandwiched between two groups of flesh.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  Song Yu-yen felt her heart beating out of control, and as it beat more violently, the undulations in her chest grew more intense, making the friction even stronger.

  How did it end up like this...... That damn thing......

  Her face suddenly turned bright red, she desperately pushed her body back, trying to pull away from him. Originally, this would have created some distance and they wouldn't be touching anymore, but she made a conditioned reflexive move: she wanted to remove that disgusting thing from her chest area.

  Yes, take it away.

  It was a conditioned reflex action, rather than a conscious behavior: she raised her right hand, grabbed the thing and pushed it forward, thinking that this would create some distance.

  Qin Yan felt a small hand helping him... and then... there was no then...

  As Song Yu Yan retreated backwards, the movement happened to pull open a large gap at the neckline of her snow-white short-sleeved shirt, which was not originally low-cut.

  It was originally difficult to peek at the spring light from any angle, but now Qin Yan's gaze followed the collar and explored it without any obstacles.

  The most crucial thing is that, due to the hot weather, Song Dami didn't wear a bra, she just stuck two pieces of Ru tape to cover her important parts. Qin Yan took one glance and the two big white rabbits were exposed, snow-white and straight, presenting the most perfect shape, enough to make any man surrender unconditionally.

  In fact, he wouldn't surrender so quickly, after all, he wasn't an ordinary man. At this time, Song Da's beautiful woman's small hand was...

  The dual stimulation of visual and tactile senses sent Qin Yan flying into the clouds instantly.

  Song Yu-yen felt the scorching hot thing in her hand suddenly and inexplicably jumping up and down a dozen times, until then her consciousness fully recovered, and she also knew what she had grasped, knew what that thing was doing, and knew what Qin Yan was looking at.

  Thin beach pants couldn't stop the leakage, thick liquid seeped out, Song Yu Yan finally came back to her senses and loosened her grip but it was already too late.

  The distance between the two people had grown, yet both faces were red as silk, only for different reasons.

  How embarrassing!

  How embarrassing!

  Qin Yan almost died of embarrassment, just being touched a few times, just looking at the big white rabbit for a few eyes, he actually completed the magnificent feat of ejaculation!

  I'm afraid there isn't a single man who would want to be called a 'playboy'.

  In fact, he didn't think about it either. A beauty like Song Yu Yan, using such a seductive pose in front of him, was a double blow to his visual and tactile senses. Plus, he hadn't touched a woman for N years, so it's understandable that he would be a 'quick man' once, as long as he didn't become a 'quick man' for life.

  Song Yu Yan was so humiliated that she wanted to die, her face turned red completely due to humiliation. As a medical worker, the human body was extremely familiar to her.

  But what I saw before was just professional knowledge, and today it has nothing to do with academics.

  That bastard, he actually... actually ejaculated in his own hand!

  Isn't it just helping him fight...

  Unfortunately, she couldn't get angry because she knew Qin Yan was trying to save her. Moreover, it was she who had grabbed onto him, so what reason did she have to be angry?

  The tricycle that ran the red light had long since disappeared, and Song Yuanyan didn't want to wait here for the traffic police to handle it. If people saw her with Qin Yan, even jumping into the Yellow River couldn't wash away the scandal.

  She stepped on the accelerator with a dark face, and the BMW sped away immediately. Her eyes fixed on the front, she quietly wiped her right hand with a wet towel desperately.

  Ah!

  About one minute later, the car stopped beside a small supermarket.

  I'm going to the restroom.

  She turned away with a dark face and dropped a sentence, got off the bus and walked to the supermarket, apparently thinking that even wet wipes couldn't clean her hands, she had to go to the bathroom to wash her hands.

  "Uh... and can you also pick up a pair of underwear and some beach shorts for me?" Qin Yan's voice came from inside the car.

  "Get out!"

  Song Yu Yan finally couldn't help but shout out a word: This son of a bitch is too much, okay, even if I was wrong this time and it's my own fault, but he actually wants me to help him buy... Who does he think he is? This son of a bitch is simply not human!

  "My pants are all wet, you can't let me get off and buy them myself?" Qin Yan said with a bitter smile.

  Song Yu Yan gritted her teeth and had no intention of responding to him, continuing to walk towards the supermarket.

  "I'll buy it myself."

  Qin Yan sighed and muttered in a voice that was definitely audible: "If anyone sees it, I'll say you did it."

  Song Yu Yan, who had walked out more than three meters, stopped in her tracks and quickly turned around to close the car door, as if she was afraid someone would see Qin Yan's disheveled clothes. She glared at him irritably: "Sir! I'm going to buy something, is that okay?!"

  More than ten minutes later.

  Song Yu Yan's face was bright red as she ran out of the supermarket, looking like she was being chased by a pack of wolves, then threw a plastic bag into the car through the open window.

  It can be seen from her expression that helping a man buy underwear is not only her first time, but also a very difficult thing to accept.

  The key is that this man isn't her man!

  Qin Yan changed out of his underwear and beach pants, putting them in a plastic bag and throwing it into the trash can by the side of the road. He smiled slyly at Song Yu Yan who was standing by the car waiting for him to change: "Hehe... that, today's condition wasn't too good, went a bit fast, won't happen again."

  "Why don't you just die?"

  Song Yu Yan's face turned red with anger, she scolded and hastily retreated into the car, if not for taking her grandfather to see a doctor, she would have accelerated to full speed and run this bastard over.

  The two people stopped talking, Qin Yan didn't want her to continue ranting because he was afraid that if she ranted too much, she would go crazy and drive the car off the overpass. Song Yuyan simply didn't want to talk to him at all, not a single word, fearing it would sully her own mouth.

  The sedan drove further and further away, and after more than twenty minutes, it stopped in a large villa area.

  Although Pingjiang is not an international metropolis or a provincial capital, the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions have always been known for their high land prices. As one of the major cities in Zhejiang, the average price of ordinary residential housing here is around 10,000 yuan per square meter. For high-end villas like this one, the unit price may be doubled or even higher.

  Qin Yan secretly glanced at Song Yu Yan: Can't tell that this girl's family is quite wealthy.

  She didn't say her grandfather was a Chinese doctor, and that the whole family were doctors by profession, nor did they run their own hospital or clinic, so how could they have so much money?

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  "Here I come!"

  The knock on the door had just sounded, and a woman's voice came from inside. The villa door opened immediately, revealing a woman wearing an apron that couldn't hide her elegant demeanor, with a face similar to Song Yu Xuan's, standing in front of him. Beside the woman stood a slightly pot-bellied man.

  The man did not know Qin Yan, but judging from his attitude, it seemed that Song Yu Yan had already told him about him. He smiled warmly and extended both hands to Qin Yan: "So you're Mr. Qin? Indeed young and promising, Yu Yan has nothing but praise for you every time she mentions you, welcome welcome!"