Hearing this, Yang Haoran didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Clearly, Yaoyao and Wannu had been mistaken for compensated dating girls. It was no wonder, though. She had booked a love hotel and brought two girls at once—it was inevitable for people to get the wrong idea.
“The light’s green. Let’s drive.”
Yang Haoran wasn’t particularly angry. The driver hadn’t immediately tried to flirt or get handsom; he had just asked for contact information politely. It was obvious this taxi driver was a john.
After the car passed through the intersection, Yang Haoran spoke up: “Driver, they’re both my girlfriends. Don’t overthink it; just focus on driving.”
“Ah!”
The taxi driver was shocked by this bombshell. His hands gripping the steering wheel trembled slightly, and he shot an incredulous look at Yang Haoran in the passenger seat before remembering he was driving and quickly turning his attention back to the road. He let out an awkward, embarrassed laugh as he drove. “Young man, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean anything by it; I just got the wrong idea. My apologies…”
“It’s fine. Just keep driving.”
“Let me give you a 20% discount on the fare.”
Seemingly ashamed of his improper behavior, the driver offered a discount.
“No need for a discount. Didn’t you say you knew some good quality entertainment spots? Let’s exchange contact info later, and you can share some with me.”
Yang Haoran said this in a lowered voice. The taxi driver was stunned. This young man had two stunning girlfriends and still wasn’t satisfied?
He still wanted to solicit prostitutes?
Forget whether his body could handle it—his way of thinking was absolutely unbelievable.
Ahem… Young man, you’re still young. It’s better not to get involved in these things. They cost not just money but also energy. You really shouldn’t dabble in this.”
Yang Haoran was exasperated. He lowered his voice further and continued, “I’m just asking if you know any high-quality places, maybe with housewives doing side work, cleaner ones.”
“Heh… How many in this line of work are actually clean? Young man, don’t even think about it. Just treat your girlfriends well.”
The taxi driver still tactfully refused, not wanting the young man to go down the wrong path so early in life.
Seeing that the driver really didn’t want to talk about it, Yang Haoran initially considered using money to persuade him but decided against it. It wasn’t that he wanted to solicit prostitutes himself; he was looking for options for his best friend, Shiwen.
Aunt Shen had mentioned that always letting Shiwen jerk off wasn’t good for his health and could easily lead to unhealthy fixations.
However, if he found a prostitute for Shiwen, he was worried Aunt Shen would find it dirty later on. After some thought, he decided to drop it.
It would be better to encourage Shiwen to just sleep with his own girlfriend.
Xiao Shaowan and Yaoyao, sitting in the back seat, didn’t know what Yang Haoran and the driver were whispering about. They only caught a few snippets and saw the driver inexplicably apologizing and saying some confusing things.
After about an hour on the road, they reached the destination. Yang Haoran still paid the full fare. The driver was just trying to make a living; even if his lifestyle was questionable, Yang Haoran didn’t lack the money, so he paid it without issue.
Afterward, Yang Haoran stood by the roadside catching some air. Xiao Shaowan pulled the luggage along with Yaoyao into the hotel lobby to check in with the staff. They got their key card and soon entered the elevator.
They were gone for over ten minutes. Yang Haoran was getting annoyed waiting. He wasn’t here to drink the northwest wind—what were Shaowan and Yaoyao dawdling about?
Bored, he went to a convenience store nearby and bought a pack of cigarettes. He was halfway through one when Xiao Shaowan finally emerged from the hotel. Yang Haoran tossed the cigarette aside, crushed it out, and followed her into the hotel lobby.
“What were you busy with? Why did it take so long?”
Hearing the dissatisfaction in Yang Haoran’s tone, Xiao Shaowan quickly put on a sweet, ingratiating smile. “Master, you’ll understand once we’re in the room. Let me show you the results of Wannu’s training with Yaoyao.”
The two entered the hotel elevator. Xiao Shaowan pressed the button for the sixth floor. Intrigued by her mysterious tone, Yang Haoran felt a stir of anticipation and teased, “If I’m not satisfied, your little ass is going to be beaten black and blue.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
That soft, delicate voice instantly melted Yang Haoran’s heart. Taking advantage of the empty elevator, his hand went straight under Xiao Shaowan’s pleated skirt to her smooth buttocks. His touch was met with silky, soft flesh. He gave a squeeze, then ventured further, his hand directly cupping her full mons pubis. He was shocked to discover she wasn’t wearing any panties.
“You’re not wearing underwear?”
Yang Haoran looked surprised at Xiao Shaowan, whose face was flushed.
“Mhmm! Daddy.”
Xiao Shaowan lowered her head as if ashamed, her voice trembling, her beautiful face growing even more delicate and charming.
Smack!
Xiao Shaowan’s vulnerable, submissive appearance instantly stirred Yang Haoran’s desire. He spanked her rounded buttock and scolded her in a fatherly tone, “From now on, unless you’re going out with Daddy, you’re not allowed to dress like this. Your skirt is so short. If the wind blew it up, wouldn’t my daughter be exposed for everyone to see?”
“Mhmm, your daughter knows her limits. I took them off in the hotel. Daddy, didn’t you notice my chest?”
Her suggestive words made Yang Haoran look. He immediately noticed the two lewd points protruding through the white JK-style blouse stretched over her full breasts. Anyone could see she wasn’t wearing a bra.
Yang Haoran’s breathing instantly grew ragged. This Wannu was truly a slut! Wearing a classic JK uniform with no bra underneath—if she encountered a predator, she’d undoubtedly be dragged to some secluded spot and brutally raped.
“You little slut… I’m going to fuck you silly later…”
Yang Haoran’s fierce expression amused Xiao Shaowan. She obediently replied with a soft “Mhmm,” demonstrating her submission.
Compared to Ji Youxi, she wasn’t particularly afraid of Yang Haoran’s punishments; her obedience came more from emotional attachment.
Just then, with a soft ding, the elevator doors slowly opened.
Before them appeared a hallway carpeted in red. Yang Haoran didn’t know which room it was, so he followed behind Xiao Shaowan until they reached room 605.
The key card reader emitted a beep, and the lock disengaged. Xiao Shaowan pushed the door open but didn’t enter. Instead, she bent at the waist in a gesture of invitation. “Master, please enter.”