Wu Song stared in astonishment at Song Mengtian.

"Is this really happening?"

Song Mengtian glanced at Wu Song with a hint of pride and began to massage his big gun.

Licking her lips with her tongue, she said seriously, "Do you want me to give you a taste?"

Of course Wu Song wanted it.

Having Song Mengtian, in her police uniform, go down on him—it was a thrilling achievement.

But Wu Song was still concerned about the driver.

Song Mengtian, however, didn't care and lowered her head to begin.

"Shit!"

Wu Song wanted to stop her but it was too late.

Song Mengtian had already taken his gunhead into her mouth.

"Suck..."

Wu Song took a deep breath, nearly calling out in pleasure.

Song Mengtian seemed eager too, her tongue and lips fervently licking and sucking.

Soon, she made Wu Song as hard as a stick.

Making him want to thrust into Song Mengtian.

Song Mengtian kept her head down, focusing on her task.

Her hat fell off.

Her long hair spilled out quickly.

It covered Song Mengtian's pretty face and also hid Wu Song's big gun.

This made Wu Song breathe a sigh of relief, but then he took another deep breath as Song Mengtian challenged him to another deep throat.

Sensation spread through Wu Song's lower back.

His hands instinctively grabbed onto Song Mengtian's hair, gently caressing it.

As Song Mengtian sucked and licked, they both grew very excited.

For a moment, they felt like kindling ready to burst into flames.

But then the car turned into a villa on the mountaintop.

This left Wu Song momentarily stunned.

He looked at the villa and the surrounding environment.

After a pause, he asked in confusion, "Where is this?"

Song Mengtian continued her task without answering.

But suddenly the driver spoke, his voice low, "East Mountain Mountaintop Villa."

Wu Song was stunned for a moment, then incredulously looked at the driver, "What did you say? East Mountain? East Mountain in Jiangdong City?"

Jiangdong City had a mountain called East Mountain, not very high, less than five hundred meters.

But it was well-known.

It was an extension of Daqing Mountain here at Wu Family Village.

Jiangdong City rose with East Mountain at its back.

The driver nodded, "Yes, East Mountain in Jiangdong City, Villa No. 1 on the mountaintop."

"Suck..."

Wu Song took a deep breath.

Even though he lived in Wu Family Village, with the internet being so advanced now and information exploding, as a resident of Jiangdong City, he naturally knew about East Mountain and Villa No. 1 on the mountaintop.

It was said that not even the mayor was qualified to live in Villa No. 1.

And now they were going to Villa No. 1?

Wu Song suddenly realized and turned to Song Mengtian, asking, "Does Yuyan live here?"

Song Mengtian pulled away from Wu Song's big gun, used a tissue to wipe her mouth, and nodded, "Yes, this is the Su family's villa. Yuyan came all the way from Shanghai to get treated by you."

Wu Song's expression turned a bit solemn, "She came from Shanghai?"

Not only that, but she stayed directly at Villa No. 1, and it was her family's?

Was this the Su family?

Was Yuyan also from the Su family?

"Is Yuyan Su Yuyan? Part of the Su family?" Wu Song asked curiously.

"Yes, Yuyan is the eldest daughter of the Modu Su Family, and she's my good sister. Like me, we both vowed as children to be like Hua Mulan and Mu Guiying, so we became police officers when we grew up. However, during an important mission, she was ambushed by Hei Kun and shot in the waist, leaving her paralyzed..."

Song Mengtian showed a look of hatred, "I'll catch that Hei Kun with my own hands someday!"

"But right now, the main task is to cure Yuyan's leg."

"So you must cure Yuyan."

Wu Song nodded, "Don't worry, I'll do my best!"

The car drove into Villa No. 1.

The grandeur and luxury.

Left Wu Song amazed.

It was in no way inferior to those mansions in Shanghai.

Several stern-looking security guards patrolled, watching their car as it arrived, exerting considerable pressure.

Wu Song felt, for the first time, the difference between ordinary people and others.

These security guards were clearly not ordinary people.

Even compared to someone as tough as Du Yuming on the streets, they were nothing but small fry.

Wu Song and Song Mengtian got out of the car.

The driver parked the car in the garage.

"Follow me." Song Mengtian led Wu Song.

The two entered the villa.

Immediately, an exquisite beauty walked over, her steps feline, her refined makeup giving her a soft yet firm aura, and her gentle smile made her very approachable.

"Tian Tian, you're back. Is this the miracle doctor you mentioned?" The exquisite beauty scrutinized Wu Song.

The more she looked, the brighter her eyes shone.

Even a trace of surprise appeared.

Followed by a look of confusion and disbelief.

Wu Song also gazed at the exquisite beauty, marveling at how extraordinary she was—not only was she stunningly beautiful, but her figure was extraordinary too. If he could pin her down, it would be amazing.

Song Mengtian nodded at the exquisite beauty, "Yes, Aunt Xue. His name is Wu Song, and he's incredibly skilled in medicine. There's hope for Yuyan's condition now."

The exquisite beauty, Aunt Xue, nodded slightly, questioning Wu Song, "Are you a martial artist?"

Wu Song shook his head, "I don't know what you're talking about. What's a martial artist?"

Aunt Xue took a deep breath, "Alright then. Since Tian Tian trusts you, and the organization has also investigated you, follow me."

Saying this, Aunt Xue swayed her round hips, leading them upstairs.

Her round, perky buttocks swayed with every step, the cleavage in between sparking imaginative thoughts.

Wu Song's heart fluttered, wanting to lift Aunt Xue's skirt.

Song Mengtian cast a glance at Wu Song, noticing his gaze, then quickened her steps to block his view, jutting out her own behind and swaying it to capture Wu Song's attention.

Wu Song stared at Song Mengtian in her police uniform, enticing him this way, and felt an extreme thrill.

Unable to resist, he stepped forward and laid a hand on Song Mengtian's buttocks.

Song Mengtian shivered, nearly crying out in surprise at Wu Song's boldness in daring to touch her buttocks directly.

Song Mengtian maintained her composure, turning her head to flirtatiously remind Wu Song with her eyes to maintain his boundaries.

This wasn't the car.

No fooling around here.

But Wu Song seemed oblivious, continuing to knead her buttocks without letting go, even through the thin pants and underwear, enjoying it immensely, unable to stop himself from applying pressure.

Song Mengtian's lovely face blushed slightly, finding it somewhat unbearable.

During this period, due to Su Yuyan's situation, she left her hidden identity to train herself deliberately at the Da Liushu Town Police Station to witness true grassroots work, joining a special police department, taking Su Yuyan's place, both to seek revenge for her and to fight criminals.

Her entire demeanor and mindset had changed significantly.

She was much more poised and daring.

But now, she still found it hard to handle.

She was well aware of Aunt Xue's capabilities.

Even without her eyes, using only her ears, Aunt Xue could accomplish what many couldn't.

For instance, very subtle actions.

She could hear them clearly.

As expected, the moment Wu Song's hand grabbed Song Mengtian's buttocks, after a few rubs, Song Mengtian's breathing became uneven, and soft sounds escaped her.

Aunt Xue, leading them with swaying hips, suddenly turned to Song Mengtian, laughing softly, "Is your butt injured?"