Deviant: No Longer Human

"M-Mngh…"

Wang Xiao's lips pressed firmly against Liu Yanmei's, her body melting into his embrace. She arched into him, silently pleading for more, their heated exchange oblivious to the world around them.

Lingling, hidden in the car, stared in disbelief, her face burning. "What the hell am I seeing?" she muttered, her breath catching as Wang Xiao deepened the kiss. "Not the tongue… Ah!" she gasped softly as he practically devoured Liu Yanmei's mouth, ignoring the parking lot entirely.

Her pulse quickened, heart pounding with shock as Wang Xiao's hand slipped beneath Liu Yanmei's blouse, fingers grazing her bare skin. "Oh god… his hand's inside her shirt!" Lingling squirmed, a jolt of heat coursing through her. "He is squeeshing them so hard — Wouldn't that hurt?"

A soft moan escaped Liu Yanmei, her body pressing more insistently into Wang Xiao's touch, her hips shifting in response. Lingling's eyes widened as his hand ventured dangerously close to the edge of Liu Yanmei's bra.

"They are continuing…" she whispered, barely able to believe what she was witnessing.

When Wang Xiao's fingers slipped beneath the fabric, cupping Liu Yanmei's bare breast, Lingling almost squealed aloud. "He's… really doing it," she muttered, her body betraying her as warmth pooled in her core. "How can they just… in public like this?"

Lingling's breath came in shallow bursts as Wang Xiao's other hand slid lower, over Liu Yanmei's hips, pulling her closer. "Are they seriously going to—here?" she whispered, pressing her back against the seat, her pulse wild. "Who does this in a parking lot?!"

Her eyes nearly popped when his hand slipped beneath Liu Yanmei's skirt. "Oh no… he's going for it!" she gasped, struggling to steady her breathing as the heat between her legs grew unbearable.

"This is insane," she muttered, trembling as her body reacted despite her growing panic. "Do people actually do this out in the open?"

Wang Xiao's fingers hovered over Liu Yanmei's panties, and Lingling's mind raced. "He's… he's about to—!" She stifled a gasp, covering her mouth.

Then Wang Xiao's pants slid down, revealing far more than Lingling had anticipated. Her breath hitched. "So… big…" she choked on her words, utterly mesmerized. "How is that even real?"

Her breath quickened uncontrollably, her gaze glued to his body. "He was flirting with me earlier, and now this?" she muttered, disbelieving. "How can he be the same person?"

"I should stop… I should," Lingling whispered, but her eyes stayed fixed on the unfolding scene, unable to look away. Her hand instinctively slid between her legs, her body succumbing to the rising heat.

Her breath came in quickened gasps, her fair skin glowing as desire overtook her. "Mmm…" she moaned softly, lost in the moment, her fingers moving insistently.

But then, something shifted in the shadows outside.

"What…" Lingling's eyes snapped open, her heart leaping into her throat. A faint, hazy figure approached from the distance. She froze, quickly ducking lower in the car, holding her breath as she peeked nervously at the shadowy silhouette.

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Meanwhile, Wang Xiao remained still, his manhood buried deep inside Liu Yanmei, who trembled against him, her breath ragged. His gaze sharpened, as if sensing something was off.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Hurried footsteps echoed through the quiet parking lot. Liu Yanmei's eyes flew open, fear replacing the lust that had consumed her moments earlier.

Wang Xiao, ever calm, glanced toward the approaching figure, his expression unreadable

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"Where did they go?" Qian Ruixin muttered, her brows furrowing as she wandered away from the party. Something about Wang Xiao and Liu Yanmei's sudden departure had unsettled her, and she found herself following them.

As she approached, the dim light ahead revealed two shadowy figures. Her heart skipped a beat.

"You two—"

Her voice died in her throat as she took in the scene. Wang Xiao stood half-naked, his pants hanging low, with Liu Yanmei pressed against him, her blouse disheveled. Heat rushed to Qian Ruixin's face, and she stumbled back, hand flying to her mouth in shock.

"Ah—W-What are you doing!?" she squeaked, turning around in panic, unable to fully process the sight before her.

Liu Yanmei, flustered and panicked, fumbled with her clothes. "Ruixin! It's not what it looks like!" she gasped, her face pale.

Qian Ruixin's voice rose in a flustered pitch. "It… it looks exactly like what it looks like!" Her face flushed deeper as she avoided their gaze. "Why are you two like this?!"

Wang Xiao, unfazed, adjusted his pants with a lazy smile. "Rui, you're overreacting."

"Overreacting!?" Qian Ruixin squeaked, hands clenched at her sides, her chest heaving from embarrassment.

Liu Yanmei, her voice desperate, pleaded, "Ruixin, please! Don't tell Tianzu or Shan'er. Please!"

Wang Xiao glanced between the two women, a wry smile tugging at his lips as the awkward silence stretched on.

"Are you… done?" Qian Ruixin finally managed, her voice trembling as she slowly turned back toward them, her heart hammering in her chest.

When her gaze met Wang Xiao's nonchalant expression, her face burned with embarrassment. But it was Liu Yanmei's disheveled, guilty appearance that made her want to disappear.

"Ruixin…" Liu Yanmei muttered, her voice heavy with shame.

"You two know each other?" Wang Xiao asked casually, as if the entire situation was merely an inconvenience.

Qian Ruixin, still reeling from the shock, couldn't bring herself to answer.

Liu Yanmei hesitated before quietly revealing, "Murong Shan is my son."

Wang Xiao's calm facade faltered, the all new discovery sinking in.

Very few knew the truth behind Liu Yanmei's rise to power and her relationship with Murong Tianzu. But now, the pieces had fallen into place, and Wang Xiao's expression darkened.

"So that's how it is…" Wang Xiao muttered, lighting a cigarette, his expression distant as if this drama was more than he could tolerate.

Qian Ruixin shot a complicated glance at Liu Yanmei. She had learned some of the family's forbidden secrets after marrying into it, but the truth about Murong Shan's parentage had unsettled her deeply.

That Liu Yanmei was his real mother made everything more twisted. If Murong Shan ever discovered that his own brother-in-law had been making out with his mother, he would likely explode in fury.

Liu Yanmei bit her lip, guilt clear on her eyes.

She couldn't allow this secret to surface—not now, not ever.

Just as the three of them found themselves trapped in their awkward silence, footsteps echoed through the quiet parking lot.

Wang Xiao, Qian Ruixin, and Liu Yanmei exchanged tense glances, all thinking the same thing.

"Ruixin..." A voice called out, sharp & loud.

He had sent Qian Ruixin to find out why his mother had disappeared with another man. It was every man's worst fear, seeing his mother or daughter sneaking off with someone else late at night. But when Qian Ruixin hadn't returned, he'd come to investigate himself.

Panic flashed through Liu Yanmei's eyes.

Before anyone could react, Wang Xiao tossed away his cigarette. "Come with me," he ordered, grabbing both Qian Ruixin and Liu Yanmei by their hands. One was soft and plump, the other fragile and trembling. Without hesitation, he dragged them both.

"W-Wait, what?" they both stammered in shock, but they let him lead—there was no time to argue.

Meanwhile, from the nearby car, Lingling watched in stunned silence. "Why are they coming this way?" she whispered, eyes wide as she saw the trio heading toward her.

Click.

Lingling froze as Wang Xiao reached her car. Before she could even think of an excuse, Wang Xiao yanked the door open, surprising her.

"You—!" she began, but he cut her off, pushing her aside. In one swift motion, he stuffed both Qian Ruixin and Liu Yanmei into the back seat beside her.

"Stay quiet," Wang Xiao ordered, his voice low and urgent as he squeezed into the car, slamming the door behind him.

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"Ugh! My leg… What the hell are you guys doing?" Lingling groaned in frustration, trying to shift in the cramped car.

She was jammed up against Wang Xiao, her chest uncomfortably mashed against him, her legs tangled awkwardly.

Wang Xiao, trapped in the middle, could barely move with the three women pressing into him. His right hand was caught under Liu Yanmei, resting against her firm ass.

She squirmed in the tight space, but her movements only pushed her harder into him, her body responding despite herself.

Liu Yanmei bit her lip, her breath catching as she felt his hand squeeze reflexively. She didn't say a word, but a flush spread up her neck, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Damn it… this is too cramped," Wang Xiao muttered, his voice strained as their bodies closed in from all sides.

Yet, inwardly, a grin tugged at the corner of his mouth.

It was all going according to plan.

Qian Ruixin had fallen on top of him, her chest pressed flush against his, her face so close to his neck that he could feel her warm breath.

Her thighs straddled his leg, squeezing tighter each time she shifted. "Is he gone…?" she whispered, her voice trembling, lips brushing against his ear.