Chapter 124: Passion, Not Peril!

"The moon is bright and the stars are few on a night for secret affairs." This saying is true; since ancient times, many illicit deeds have been born under the cover of night, illuminated only by the silver glow of the moon.

As usual, after the other three women were asleep, Wang Zheng snuck out of the room. His car pulled over as it passed the Jinghua City Television Center. After a dark figure slipped inside, the vehicle started up again and sped away.

No sooner had Liao Tong sat in the car than Wang Zheng pulled her into his arms. She responded with equal enthusiasm, engaging in a passionate "gymnastic exercise of the tongues."

Both were the type to risk their lives for a thrill. Even though the car was traveling at sixty kilometers per hour, it did nothing to hinder their kissing—if anything, the circumstances only served to ignite their passion further. Their lingering, inseparable lips were the best proof of this.

Because Wang Zheng’s Maserati had been blacklisted in the city through Bai Bing’s connections, no traffic police appeared, even though the monitors showed a car driving with reckless abandon. Or perhaps they had simply grown accustomed to it. The only difference was that the protagonists of the street racing in recent days had been Su Xue, Bai Bing, and Chu Chu, while now, it was Wang Zheng. Since the monitors could not see the driver inside, they were unaware that something far more dangerous than speeding was taking place within the vehicle.

"Pop." After a powerful, heated kiss, Liao Tong released Wang Zheng’s neck and sat up properly in the passenger seat.

"I’ve thought of a more exciting game. Do you dare to play?" Wang Zheng asked, looking at Liao Tong beside him. With a graceful drift, the car turned and headed toward the river that ran through the city.

"You aren't thinking of doing it on the bank again, are you?" Liao Tong asked.

"Of course not!" Wang Zheng laughed, his smug expression suggesting he had discovered a new continent. The more he acted this way, the more curious Liao Tong became, eager to experience the "excitement" he spoke of. Wasn't that the very reason she followed him?

"Can you swim?" Wang Zheng asked suddenly.

"A little. What, are you planning to take me to a swimming pool?" Liao Tong asked curiously.

"A swimming pool? How boring. Not a shred of originality!" Wang Zheng said. Seeing the curiosity in her eyes, he kept her in suspense; besides, it wouldn't be fun if he revealed it now.

Excitement? Passion? Wasn't that what she wanted? Wang Zheng was going to give her a full dose today. He wanted to see how she would react. *Liao Tong, don't you dare disappoint me!*

To Liao Tong’s bewilderment, the car slowed down and pulled over to the side of the road as they neared the river.

"Wait for me in the car; I’ll be right back!" Wang Zheng told her before stepping out immediately.

Liao Tong opened the window, watching him curiously, wondering what surprise this man had in store. She saw him walk over to a small sedan parked by the road. After glancing around, he did something to the car, and in less than five seconds, he had opened the door and climbed in. The car started and pulled up beside the Maserati.

"Get in!"

Liao Tong was confused, but she followed his instructions and boarded the car he had just stolen.

Wang Zheng gripped the steering wheel tightly and looked at Liao Tong as she climbed in. "My dear, you must understand. It’s not that I’m stingy with the Maserati; I just don't want my sister to find out. Do you understand?"

Liao Tong nodded blankly, still not grasping what he was about to do.

Seeing her nod, Wang Zheng seemed reassured. Suddenly, the screech of tires against pavement echoed as he slammed on the gas. The tires spun in place, billowing blue smoke before the car shot forward. Liao Tong was pressed hard against her seat. She didn't know what Wang Zheng was planning next, but judging by the momentum, the excitement ahead would be no small matter.

Liao Tong’s brow furrowed, her eyes widening as if they might pop out of their sockets. She seemed to have realized exactly what kind of thrill Wang Zheng was about to provide.

In the dead of night, the sedan suddenly accelerated when it was still a few hundred meters from the river, racing toward the embankment. As the car drew closer, it showed no signs of stopping; instead, it gained speed, reaching a hundred kilometers per hour in seconds.

*Whoosh.*

*Vroom.*

After its sprint, the car flew off the terraced embankment. It was truly flying! After tracing an arc as beautiful as a rainbow after rain, it plunged into the river with a loud *splash*.

The river running through Jinghua City was over a hundred kilometers long and varied in width from one hundred to several hundred meters, with depths reaching over ten meters in places. Small pleasure boats often navigated its waters. The banks were terraced, with stone pillars and iron chains at the bottom to prevent pedestrians from falling in, and swimming, skinny-dipping, and suicide were strictly forbidden!

However, it seemed no one had explicitly forbidden driving a car into the river in the manner of a stuntman leaping over the Yellow River!

*Whoosh.*

The moment the car left the bank and soared into the air, Wang Zheng’s hands left the steering wheel. He pulled the wide-eyed Liao Tong into his arms and kissed her lips fiercely.

*Thud.* The car hit the water, sending waves rippling outward and splashing in all directions.

The sound of the impact jolted the couples in the nearby park from their intimacy. When they looked toward the river, the pitch-black night and dark water made it impossible to see anything.

*Forget it, back to business.*

Inside the car, unaware of the outside world, Wang Zheng and Liao Tong continued to kiss, lost in their own world, using the most passionate and reckless way to experience this thrill of life and death.

River water began to seep into the car. Before long, they felt their feet getting wet, and the vehicle began to sink.

It was unclear whose car it had been, but it was old and dilapidated. Water trickled in through the floorboards. Soon, it had risen above their feet, yet the two, already risking their lives for passion, kissed on regardless. More importantly, at some point, Wang Zheng had reclined the seat. He shifted backward to create space and pulled Liao Tong onto his lap.

Liao Tong’s short skirt was pushed up to her waist, and her stockings had been torn. Sitting on Wang Zheng’s lap, she arched her back, clutching him tightly while kissing him ferociously!

When people are in such a state of self-oblivion, their lives no longer matter.

They were risking it all—truly risking it all.

The car bobbed up and down in the river, slowly drifting downstream! It was fortunate that Wang Zheng hadn't been driving a tractor, or such a high-difficulty maneuver would have been impossible.

As it turned out, with the doors closed, it took quite a while for a sedan to sink completely. The car drifted and bobbed on the water for over twenty minutes before finally coming to a stop.

The water inside had reached their chests, forcing Wang Zheng to dive underwater to continue his intimate movements.

"We... if we don't achieve immortality in the climax, we shall perish in it!" Liao Tong, soaked to the bone, said after adjusting her skirt. Her face was still flushed with the afterglow of passion and a satisfied smile. Though, in such a situation, was there really any need to adjust her skirt?

"That was my first time doing that. It was very exciting—how about you?" Wang Zheng zipped up his pants and wiped his face; he had done quite a bit of diving just now.

"Perhaps only you could think of something like this!" Liao Tong laughed, then pulled his head down for another hot, lingering kiss.

The car windows were half-submerged, and three-quarters of the vehicle was underwater. Fortunately, there was still a small pocket of air. After the kiss, they looked at the water, which had reached their necks—it was time to leave this place.

"Watch out!" Wang Zheng said to Liao Tong before opening the door. Since the pressure inside and outside the car had equalized, he wasn't worried about water rushing in. He gently pushed Liao Tong out of the car, then followed her out.

Wang Zheng looked around; they were about twenty meters from the riverbank. He turned his gaze to Liao Tong, who seemed to be an expert swimmer.

"It’s still early. Do you want to... in the river? Hehehehe."

"I don't mind, but I'm afraid the fish might mistake yours for bait!" With that, Liao Tong began to swim toward the bank.

When they climbed onto the shore, they found they had drifted over a hundred meters from the car’s point of entry. Still, it had been truly thrilling. With that thought, Wang Zheng and Liao Tong walked back to the Maserati parked not far away, exchanged a smile, and vanished into the night.

Had the passion ended there? Of course not! The sun was still waiting beneath the moon—how could Wang Zheng pack up so early?