[The Dusty Tales of the Saturn Village Chief] Interlude: Warm Brother Accompanies Ms. Nana to the Village 1-3

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Aow... Aow...
Two more screams echoed from the secret room.
Having just entered the monitoring room, I couldn't help but shudder, even though I was somewhat used to the sound
. I walked to the computer desk, pulled up a chair, and sat down. Opposite me was a
massive monitor that almost covered the entire wall. The screen, according to the monitoring software settings, was divided into more than twenty smaller monitoring panels, each
watching the actions in the several secret rooms from different angles. Secret rooms—they sound terrifying, but this was simply 　　a project I, as the village chief, implemented
to help the villagers escape poverty and achieve prosperity. The idea for such a project was entirely due to 　　the encouragement and funding of several distinguished guests who had visited Saturn Village, including Captain Niuwazi, who owned the large ship, the Fortune Star. 　　Aow... Aow... 　　From the same secret room, two more screams came through the computer speakers. In the tightly sealed monitoring 　　room, they sounded even more tragic. I looked away from the monitor, unable to bear watching any longer, but I believed that 　　with Dazhuzi's bull-like physique, he would hold on. 　　... 　　A few days ago, Niuwazi informed me that a beautiful and charming lady in her twenties was coming to visit Saturn Village 　　. My first reaction was confusion. Niuwazi knew our Saturn Village well; if a man 　　came, he would make him leave as easily as a noodle. But this woman's arrival was truly a 　　headache. Sightseeing? Although our scenery was nice, and the western mountains were filled with the faint smell of rotting cow dung, it 　　was undeveloped and lacked supporting facilities. Just the bears and wolves that frequently roamed there were enough to scare people away 　　. Tasting local delicacies? Big cities are so developed these days, what don't they have? 　　Niuwazi explained to me that this beautiful lady was no ordinary guest; she was 　　a woman he had been drooling over for years without a chance to make a move. This time, the other party took the initiative to contact him, asking him to arrange a typical 　　rural experience in China. How could he let such a good opportunity to curry favor pass him by! " 　　What's the point of a man's life if not for women?" After hearing Niuwazi's explanation, I immediately expressed my strong support 　　. After all, we're buddies! 　　... 　　A few days later, just yesterday, Niuwazi's same big jeep, bumping and whirring, 　　billowing yellow dust and black smoke from its rear, screeched to a halt at the entrance of Tuxing Village. This time, thorough 　　preparations were made beforehand. All the prettier girls and presentable boys in the village were dressed neatly and cleanly 　　, each holding various wildflowers picked from the western hills. As soon as they saw the car, they began 　　shouting in unison. 　　"Warm welcome, warm welcome, warm welcome..." 　　I couldn't find a large red banner to display the large characters, so I had to take down the five-star red flag that had been flying for over a decade in the village committee courtyard, its color faded 　　by wind, rain, and sun. My plan was to put up 　　dozens of large characters like "Warmly welcome Ms. Nana, an international friend, to visit Saturn Village to inspect projects and experience life..." But because there were so many characters, we couldn't decide which to remove, so we shrunk the characters and 　　pasted 　　them densely across the flag, completely obscuring the five stars. 　　I had Wu Lao Er stand beside me, maintaining a warm and fawning smile, holding the welcome flag high. 　　As soon as the driver opened the back door and the beautiful and charming Ms. Nana poked her head out of the car, I signaled Wu Lao Er 　　to wave the flag and shout at 　　the top of his lungs, "Warm welcome, warm welcome, warm welcome..." The sound was deafening; even the donkey pulling the millstone in Old Li's yard at the village entrance 　　brayed along. Within seconds, Saturn Village erupted 　　in a jubilant atmosphere. 　　Ms. Nana stood before the car door, raising a white-gloved hand high above her head and 　　waving it gracefully to the crowd. This immediately reminded me of a scene often seen on the evening news. I thought to myself, " 　　Look at her demeanor; no wonder she's an international figure." At the same time, a sudden thought struck me: no wonder Niuwazi had been eyeing her 　　for so many years. 　　Before Ms. Nana lowered her hand, I could only watch her with a smile, observing her. She 　　wore a purple denim mini-skirt, her bare feet clad in white strappy high-heeled sandals. She wore 　　a black high-waisted tank top, and above the wide black leather belt, her round belly button was boldly exposed 　　, adorned with a glittering crystal-like ornament, seemingly emphasizing how alluring that belly button was 　　. Her figure was of medium to slightly tall, with shapely curves. Her boldly exposed skin, like the soon- 　　to-be-ripe wheat in our village, was healthy, robust, and full of youthful energy. Her face was lightly made up, and her beautiful hair 　　was pulled back in a ponytail, like many girls in our village, adding a touch of innocence to her allure 　　. 　　I secretly admired her again, "A vixen, a vixen!" 　　... 　　Ouch... Ouch... 　　Big Pillar started screaming again. More than ten minutes had passed, and the screams were still so loud; Big Pillar's physique was truly 　　extraordinary. I suddenly felt sorry for Niuwazi, wondering if he knew that this Ms. Nana had such a fetish 　　. I also felt fortunate for Niuwazi; if he had gotten his hands on her earlier this year, Niuwazi and I might 　　never have had a chance to meet again. I couldn't imagine the scene of that water-soaked leather whip landing on Niuwazi's buttocks 　　. 　　I shifted my gaze back to the monitor, focusing on a close-up shot. Ms. Nana sat in 　　one corner of the large bed in the middle of the secret room, leaning back, propped up on one elbow, her legs crossed. Her 　　black hair was piled high, and she wore a tight-fitting black leather vest with only two buttons in the front, making it impossible 　　to close the garment completely. The vest's design unintentionally concealed her breasts. My gaze lingered 　　on Ms. Nana's almost completely exposed breasts, the deep cleavage created by the leather vest, which suddenly sent a surge of heat through my body 　　. 　　I quickly tried to look away, but Ms. Nana's more alluring features held my gaze captive. Ms. Nana 　　wore a leather skirt, the waistband catching low at her hips, revealing a large expanse of firm, wheat-colored abdomen below her navel.

That skirt made me wonder what it looked like just below! The leather skirt was incredibly short; judging by my village
elder's estimation, it was at most half a foot long, definitely not longer than a primary school ruler. Such a short
skirt! I know there might be a better angle…
but unfortunately, the right angles were all too far away. The skirt was so short, yet the boots were so long. I'd never seen boots this long before ; they almost reached the top of my thighs, 　　completely covering
my two plump thighs that had made me dizzy earlier . 　　Big Pillar was kneeling on the ground, licking those super-long boots. I just don't understand; if it were just licking feet 　　or legs, that would be very comfortable—the women of Saturn Village have licked me countless times—but 　　what's so appealing about licking such thick leather boots? Didn't this cultured Ms. Nana know what "scratching an itch through a boot" meant? Yet, 　　judging from her expression, she was so excited, so content, so enjoying herself. 　　The leather whip was swirling in Ms. Nana's right hand, and I could almost hear a buzzing 　　sound in the air. Dazhu was completely naked, his muscular buttocks, typical of a strong rural man, 　　sticking high towards Ms. Nana. Crack...crack...two more lashes struck his buttocks, but his buttocks were already 　　raised high from the whipping, so the whips couldn't even find where they struck. 　　Ouch...ouch... 　　After Dazhu's screams, I heard Ms. Nana say, "Want to lick me here?" I 　　saw her sit up straight, her supporting arm moving between her legs, her hand seemingly gesturing between her legs. 　　I understood what she meant by "there."可怜的大柱子如果能有幸去舔舔娜娜女士的阴　　部，这对他挨的这么些鞭子多少也算是一种补偿。　　「想，想，我很想舔娜娜女王的那里。」大柱子连声作答。　　我正对大柱子有些羡慕，却听到娜娜女士说：「看来你还不知道你什么，你　　只是一条狗，你也配来舔我的这里么？」　　「哦，我是狗，我不配。」　　被一个女人如此侮辱，我想再窝囊的男人，这时也会站起来给这位娜娜女士　　一个电炮将她揍昏。但大柱子绝对不敢，因为我之前严厉的命令过他：不论娜娜　　女士做出什么出格过分，只要没有威胁到他的小命儿，就得给我挺着，忍着，如　　果喜欢，也可以享受着！　　「好了，先不要舔了，去把那个装水果的盘子拿来。」娜娜女士对大柱子下　　了新的命令。　　大柱子没有站起来，向不远处的茶几爬过去。 It seems Ms. Nana is quite skilled at training him 　　. Dazhu isn't too stupid; he crawls on his 　　hands and knees without being told to get up, never making a mistake. Dazhu reached the coffee table, picked up the plate, straightened his upper body, and crawled back on his knees. He stood before Ms. Nana 　　, head bowed, plate held high, reminding me of eunuchs serving the emperor in TV dramas. 　　Unfortunately, Dazhu still made a mistake. Ms. Nana took the plate, angrily dumped the fruit 　　onto the bed, and said sternly, "You're not only a dog, but a stupid dog! I told you to bring the plate over, but who 　　told you to bring the contents of the plate over too?" With that, *smack smack*, she lashed Dazhu's chest 　　twice with a whip. 　　Ouch… ouch… 　　Dazhu had no choice but to scream, saying, "I'm a stupid dog, I'm a stupid dog." 　　He gets beaten for this? I couldn't help but feel angry at Ms. Nana. At this rate, she'd beat Dazhu to 　　death sooner or later! 　　"You stupid dog, turn around and don't peek at what's in my back!" Ms. Nana commanded again 　　. I knew what she meant by "what's in my back," but in this situation, I wondered how Big Pillar could possibly be thinking about looking 　　there. Ms. Nana was being completely unreasonable. 　　The nights in Saturn Village were the nights of animals—pigs grunted, dogs barked, frogs croaked, cicadas chirped, and the men and women in every house 　　were boredly doing animalistic things. But tonight, Saturn Village had an extra female beast, a 　　terrifying female beast from a faraway place completely unrelated to Saturn Village! This female beast was ravaging the 　　men of Saturn Village… 　　Big 　　Pillar turned around and obediently turned his backside towards Ms. Nana again. 　　Ms. Nana put down her whip, stood up from the corner of the bed, spread her legs slightly, squatted down a little, placed the plate 　　between her legs, and reached her other hand inside her leather skirt. Such a short leather skirt, without even needing to be lifted, I could already 　　see Ms. Nana's full, high-perched buttocks, her alluring buttocks completely bare. This Ms. Nana is 　　so open! She doesn't even wear underwear. Ah, if only the women in Saturn Village didn't wear underwear 　　, wouldn't it be so much easier for me, the village chief, to have sex with her? 　　My body started to heat up. I suddenly thought of Er Ya's anus, and even the fat girl's 　　super-fat buttocks squeezed into a huge lump, and her mother, Widow Wu's, buttocks bulging out to their limit. My body immediately cooled down 　　. 　　Ms. Nana squatted down a little more, which revealed a small piece of cloth below her buttocks and at the base of her thighs 　　, covering her hidden vulva and anus. Oh, it dawned on me! Could this be the legendary 　　thong that city women so love? Hmm, it must be very cool to wear. 　　Ms. Nana looked up at the large pillar, seemingly hesitant. She suddenly turned her body, positioning 　　herself sideways to the pillar. I understood she was probably worried the pillar might suddenly turn around and see her genitals. But 　　at this angle, she didn't realize she was facing a camera, through which her genitals were now directly in front 　　of me. Only a white, almost transparent thong was visible, with fine black pubic hair faintly visible, 　　a few even peeking out from the edge. 　　I hesitated, wondering if I should look away, but Ms. Nana had already acted. Holding a plate in one hand 　　, she pulled the thong to one side with the other, then gathered her pubic hair upwards, inevitably exposing her vulva to 　　my view. I could even see the clitoris above it, already erect and enlarged. 　　Ms. Nana slowly parted her vulva slightly. Just as I was wondering what she was doing, I saw a line of moisture.

The urine shot out from her vagina, immediately making a gurgling sound in the plate. What kind of weird fetish is this,
urinating in the fruit plate I serve my guests! I think I'll never touch that plate again, and
I should even mark it to avoid mixing it up with plates from other rooms when washing them later.
The stream of urine gradually weakened, finally dripping twice, and Ms. Nana finished urinating. Ms. Nana straightened
up, walked over, placed the plate on the ground in front of Big Pillar, and suddenly said very gently, "You big silly
dog, the Queen is giving you holy water to drink, you have to drink it all, this is the Queen's high-level reward."
This, this, this is too outrageous! If Big Pillar refuses to drink the urine, I don't think I'll scold him afterwards
. I stared wide-eyed, watching how Big Pillar would react. I saw Big Pillar slowly raise
his head, staring blankly at Ms. Nana, and say, "You big idiot dog, you've drunk it all. You wouldn't dare waste the Queen's reward
." With that, he reached for the plate of golden urine on the ground.
Ouch! Big Pillar cried out as his arm was kicked away.
"I ask you, what are you?" Ms. Nana snapped.
"I'm a dog, you big idiot dog," Big Pillar's blank expression turned bewildered.
"Then let me ask you again, how do dogs drink water?"
"Oh! Dogs drink water by licking it with their tongues." Big Pillar seemed to understand, put his hands on the ground, lowered his head to the plate
, and began to drink the urine with his tongue.
Ms. Nana sat back down on the corner of the bed, one leg resting on the buttocks of the large pillar, the other leg
spread wide apart, her entire vulva parting open. I could see the small door inside through the camera
; the clitoris was still swollen, looking very moist. I couldn't tell if it was vaginal fluid or residual urine;
the vulva was wet and even more alluring.
Ms. Nana pressed one finger on her clitoris and slowly rubbed it. Her other hand
reached under her thigh, which was resting on the pillar's buttocks, and slowly inserted a finger all the way into her vagina.
As she thrust in and out of her vagina, rubbing her clitoris, she slowly raised her beautiful face and closed
her eyes. Her mouth slowly opened, and her proud breasts rose and fell with her increasingly rapid breathing.
The village chief was a little stunned, his body frozen in his chair, his eyes fixed on the screen.
Due to the angle, blocked by Ms. Nana, I could no longer see Dazhuzi licking urine with his tongue,
but judging from his unchanging posture, he was still licking.
A soft moan escaped Nana's lips. In my mind, I habitually compared her to the
women I'd slept with in Saturn Village, but I couldn't find this open, bold, and hungry tone. My senses were stimulated by a new kind
of sensation; a surge of emotion coursed through me, and I couldn't help but press my hand to my crotch.
Oh…oh…um…oh…
I couldn't understand the foreign accent that followed, but I deduced it was something like "fuck me." I watched
as Ms. Nana reached her climax, her sharp moans mixed with the foreign accent flooding my ears.
Ms. Nana slowly collapsed, her chest still heaving violently, her legs tightly clamping one hand,
while the other hand, withdrawn from below, was sucking on her mouth.
I became increasingly confused by Ms. Nana's behavior. A perfectly healthy, strong man was sitting there, not using his penis, but instead using
his own fingers. I stared, dumbfounded, at the wet fingers in Ms. Nana's mouth.
Suddenly, Ms. Nana opened her eyes, her gaze fixed on the spot where the camera was, as if she were staring directly
at me. That look…
"Uncle, fuck me!"
The sudden voice startled me.
The voice came from behind me. I turned around; it was Er Ya. I snapped, "Didn't I tell you
to stay at the door? Why did you come in? If you're going to come in, why didn't you make a sound? You came in behind me with a bang, did you want to
scare me to death?"
"I saw you were engrossed in your thing, so I sneaked over. I didn't dare disturb you. I only came because I saw that woman
was already getting aroused!" Er Ya explained, sounding aggrieved. Then she added, "Uncle, look
how hard you are, hurry up and fuck me, or I'll give you a blowjob."
I unzipped my pants, pulled out my hard cock, grabbed Er Ya, made her kneel in front of me, pressed her head down
, and shoved my cock deep into her mouth. Before Er Ya could react, I grabbed the back of her head
with both hands and forced her to masturbate at my fastest pace. A few minutes later, I pushed the head of my cock into Er Ya's
throat and began to ejaculate forcefully.
I pulled out my cock, and Er Ya continued to clean the residue off it with her mouth. I looked at the monitor again
. Ms. Nana had gotten up sometime earlier and was changing her clothes by the bedside. She was almost
finished, wearing a black high-waisted tank top, a purple denim mini-skirt, and white high-heeled strappy sandals—charming yet innocent
, radiating youthful energy.
She walked to Dazhuzi's side and whispered, "I'm going back to sleep. If you like licking, keep licking;
if you don't, go back too."
Ms. Nana left the secret room. Dazhuzi slowly stood up, his expression even more bewildered, but his penis
was as hard as a stick.
I pushed Er Ya's head away, got up, fastened my pants, and hurriedly walked out of the monitor.
...
I had completely forgotten Ms. Nana's request. I had arranged for her to stay in the secret room last night, but
she said during the day that the secret room felt too oppressive and she couldn't sleep well. Besides, the reason she came was to try out the rural kang (heated
brick bed) and the thick, soft quilt with peony prints that she had made herself.
In our Saturn Village, there aren't any guest rooms prepared for guests. So, I had to arrange for Ms. Nana
to stay in my room, while I'd have to stay at other people's houses. If the men weren't home, I
might even be able to sleep with someone else's wife for the night.
I had Er Ya carry my old quilt and follow me to the front room. I found my aunt and said, "Bring out our
new embroidered quilt; that woman Nana wants to stay in my room tonight."
My aunt's face lit up with joy, and she said happily, "She's only been here one day and she's already willing to sleep with you? That's wonderful!"
" You really need to take this seriously!" She finished speaking and gave Er Ya a somewhat disdainful look.
"Auntie, what are you saying? What do you mean, sleeping together? She's sleeping in my room, I'm going to find somewhere else to sleep."
"Oh, is that so?" Auntie was disappointed, and then said, "Then you're not allowed to use that embroidered quilt. That's what I prepared for you when you got married, it's been sitting there for years. If you want to delay, just leave it 　　there. It's not allowed for
someone other than your wife to use it." 　　"Alright, Auntie, stop with the nonsense. You can't let a woman sleep under an old quilt, can you? Aren't you 　　ashamed?" I pushed Auntie aside, jumped onto the kang (heated brick bed), pulled the new quilt from the cupboard, threw it on the kang, and then 　　said to Er Ya, "Hurry up and take it over and make it up. It's too late now, I won't go." 　　Er Ya put down the old quilt, picked up the new quilt, and stood there motionless, looking miserable. Er Ya rarely disobeys me 　　. If she doesn't listen to me, there's usually a serious reason. Seeing her hesitant expression, I 　　pulled her outside. 　　"What's wrong with going over to make a bed? Why are you making things so difficult?" 　　"I'm afraid of that woman! Look what she did to Da Zhu!" 　　Although I found Er Ya's worry somewhat ridiculous, she was indeed a gentle and timid woman. I really 　　didn't want her to be frightened by Ms. Nana. Besides, I couldn't figure out Ms. Nana's quirks. What if… 　　"Okay, let's go together. Hurry up and come out as soon as you're done." 　　After comforting Er Ya, I led her to the back room. Ms. Nana was already inside, staring blankly at 　　the digital clock on the wall. I hoped she would get bored soon and leave. Thinking to myself, I spoke first to 　　Ms. Nana, "If you want to sleep on the kang ( 　　heated brick bed), you'll have 　　to sleep in my room. I'll get you a new set of bedding, the kind you said you'd have, hehe, an embroidered quilt." As I spoke, I gestured for Er Ya to quickly get on the kang and spread the quilt. Ms. Nana reached out and snatched it, hugging it to 　　her arms, saying, "It really is! I like it, it's wonderful!" 　　Er Ya, for some reason, suddenly blurted out, "This is what our village chief is saving for his wedding! 　　Of course it's wonderful!" 　　Er Ya's nonsensical remark immediately put me in an awkward position. Ms. Nana rolled 　　her eyes at Er Ya, then raised her eyebrows at me and asked, "Is it really what the village chief is saving for his wedding?" After saying that, 　　she giggled. 　　"Ah! Oh..." I blushed and didn't know how to answer. These things that elderly people in the countryside do 　　are really hard to explain. 　　Ms. Nana rubbed her pretty, tender face against the bedsheet, saying, "Looks like it's really 　　for the village chief's wedding. I'll use it first, okay?" 　　She spoke politely, but her demeanor was anything but, even a little smug. 　　Especially that smile… 　　a vixen, a vixen! 　　If I stayed another second, I'd be dead. I stormed out… 　　3 　　Outside, in the cool night breeze, I gradually calmed my fantasies and physical desires. 　　Then, I remembered I should check on Brother Wen Nuan. 　　I felt secretly ashamed; the situation in the secret room where Brother Wen Nuan was was also displayed on the monitor, 　　yet I had barely glanced at it. 　　… 　　Niuwazi's big ship is called the Fuxing, and there's a foreign affairs director on the Fuxing—Brother Wen Nuan. Although Brother Wen Nuan 　　has been retired for a long time, his ability to coordinate foreign affairs is still favored by Captain Niuwazi. Therefore, Captain Niuwazi specially 　　arranged for him to accompany Miss Nana to experience life, demonstrating Niuwazi's painstaking efforts for Miss Nana. 　　Good intentions are one thing, but whether it's wise or not is another. I heard that Brother Wen Nuan was incredibly handsome from a young age 　　. At eleven, wearing a Medisbon t-shirt with a Grey Wolf pattern, 　　he made all the girls in his class mature two years early with just a few head shakes and hip wiggles. Even the beautiful teacher in her uniform and glasses, who was supposed to be a role model 　　, inexplicably made him the conductor at the singing competition. Placing someone like that next to Miss Nana, who knows 　　what will happen? 　　Especially since I've keenly observed the happiness Brother Wen Nuan showed when he opened the car door for 　　Miss Nana, I believe he also harbors feelings for her, perhaps even to the point of being crazy enough to do anything for her 　　. After witnessing Ms. Nana's alluring charm, I became even more convinced of this. 　　For Niuwazi's sake, I felt I should do something. Perhaps using a woman to entangle Wen Nuan Ge, preventing him from having too 　　much time to fawn over Ms. Nana, could avoid the two of them becoming lovers in my Saturn Village. If this trick worked 　　, then I, the village chief, would have given Niuwazi a relatively good explanation. However, this eleven-year-old 　　boy who could make the girls in his class precocious—what kind of woman could I use to temporarily captivate his soul? 　　I racked my brains and finally had to decide to use my recently acquired treasure. 　　Xiangxiu, seventeen years old, lived up to her name; she smelled wonderful and looked delicate. Her appearance 　　was simply radiant. If using "radiant" to describe Xiangxiu wasn't appropriate, then no one would dare use that word. Xiangxiu's 　　skin was truly amazing, just like in that women's health product advertisement on TV—fair and rosy. 　　I pleaded and begged, and Xiangxiu's eyes were swollen from crying before she finally agreed to my request. However, judging from yesterday's results 　　, things didn't go as planned. Xiangxiu reported that this "Warm Guy" seemed to have mental problems. 　　I immediately criticized Xiangxiu, telling her not to insult our distinguished guest. Actually, I knew in my heart that 　　in the eyes of us Saturn Village residents, almost every guest who comes to our village has some kind of mental illness. 　　Xiangxiu told me, "I've never seen a man like this before. Uncle, tell me, which man in our village doesn't 　　drool when he sees me? But this 'Warm Guy,' although his eyes lit up when he first saw me, 　　after asking me a few questions, he wilted like a frostbitten eggplant. Could there be something wrong with him?" 　　I had to pull Xiangxiu's hand away from my crotch and warn her again that as long as she entertained the guest well 　　, she shouldn't overthink it. 　　But I was also curious, so I asked Xiangxiu what questions this "Warm Guy" had asked her. Xiangxiu said, "He asked me, 'Do you 　　know Al Pacino?'" I said, "No, what are you talking about?" He then asked me, "Do you know spring?"

"Brother?" I said, "I don't know." "Do you know Sharp Brother?" "No." "Do you know Sister Feng?" "No." "Then
you definitely don't know 'Breast-Touching Brother'?" "Hmm, I don't know. I only know you, Warm Brother, but Warm Brother, you're so mean,
always talking about breast-touching." "My God, you country folk, you must know Hu Hanshan, right?" "No." "Black Cat Detective?"
"No." "Grey Wolf?" "No."
Xiangxiu playfully explained to me that how could she not know Grey Wolf? But Warm Brother had annoyed her with his questions
, so no matter what he asked, she wouldn't know. I thought this Warm Brother was too irresponsible. If he came to experience
life, he should ask about things in our village, not about things outside the village.
What business is it of ours? Why would we need to know about them!
Afterwards, this Warm Brother didn't rush to drag our village girl into
the secret room like other guests who came to the village. Instead, he dragged Xiangxiu around our western hill, washing and playing, and even rinsed her feet in the eastern river. Xiangxiu
thought this "Wen Nuan Ge" (Brother Warm) was like me, the village chief, who liked to take her into the woods and fields for some fun. But after
her legs were sore from being walked around so much, Brother Warm led her back without doing anything. When he saw her
confused and frustrated expression, he even told her, "The greatest virtue a person can have is to 'accompany you'!"
I became even more worried about Niuwazi. If Ms. Nana hadn't been resting in the secret room because of the long and bumpy journey
, Brother Warm wouldn't have bothered to "accompany you" at all!
Even Xiangxiu didn't catch Brother Warm's eye, so I was at a loss and just let things take their course. However, when
Dazhuzi came to my house to help my aunt with Erya, and saw Ms. Nana openly asking
to be taken into the secret room that night, Brother Warm immediately became as listless as someone who had been smoking opium for ten years. He
'd lost his arrogant demeanor and, like a child begging for candy, pleaded with me to drink with him no matter what
.
Before Ms. Nana could even lash out at Dazhuzi with her whip, Wen Nuan was already completely drunk
. I had two people carry him into the secret room, quietly instructing Xiangxiu before having her undress and crawl
into his bed.
...
In the surveillance room.
I first checked the secret room Ms. Nana had used. Dazhuzi was
gone, without even saying goodbye. He seemed to have been thoroughly humiliated, even forgetting to report to his superiors. But from another
angle, I saw that the fruit plate, though still on the floor, was empty—not a drop of urine
remained. Had Dazhuzi really drunk it all? He really had incredible patience; no wonder
he always greeted me with a smile when I went to his house to have sex with Er Ya.
I checked the footage of the secret room where Wen Nuan was staying. Only the bedside lamp was on, and there was absolutely no movement. Two
heads were peeking out from under a large blanket, completely still.
I felt I had to get Wen Nuan sorted out tonight. I found the saved file of the scene where my brother, Ms. Nana, was training Da Zhuzi.
I opened it and replayed it. I adjusted the volume on the speakers, then turned on the two-way
intercom between the monitoring room and the secret room. I moved the speakers closer to the microphone so that the sound would be transmitted through the microphone to Wen Nuan's secret room.
I made the sound so faint, as if it were coming from the next room.
59 seconds later, I saw one of the heads move—it was Wen Nuan.
Judging from his expression, he seemed to be desperately trying to remember how he got into the secret room. Then, he looked
at the other head in surprise—Xiang Xiu—and he seemed to be listening intently.
I chuckled to myself, thinking, "I don't believe I can't handle you."
I noticed that Wen Nuan's expression was becoming increasingly painful, his eyes tightly closed and his teeth clenched.
4 minutes and 1 second later, Wen Nuan nudged the still-sleeping Xiang Xiu.
I knew Wen Nuan had broken down and exploded.
"What are you doing in my bed?" Wen Nuan's questioning voice came through the two-way intercom. To avoid affecting the replay
, I turned off the recording software's audio playback.
Xiang Xiu, still sleepy, was woken up. After rubbing her eyes, she said, "Uncle Village Chief sent me to keep you company.
He told me to tell you that the greatest virtue of us Saturn Village people isn't accompanying you in death, but accompanying you in bed."
"Is your village chief insulting me?" Wen Nuan, already severely hurt by Ms. Nana, became even angrier.
Xiangxiu ignored Wen Nuan's anger and continued as I had instructed, "Uncle Village Chief also told me to tell you that
in this life, don't fantasize about things that don't belong to you. He said, 'The falling flower has feelings, but the flowing water is heartless.' He said, 'If there's a flower
, you should pick it; if there's a... well, you're wasting your youth if you don't fuck it.' He said, 'A vagina is just a piece of meat, whoever fucks it will feel good.' He said, 'Although
looks may vary, a vagina is still the same vagina.' He said..."
"Stop talking! Does your village chief think he's a philosopher?" Wen Nuan interrupted loudly, almost covering his
ears, then said, "How can a young girl like you say such things?"
Xiangxiu immediately said aggrievedly, "These aren't things I wanted to say; the village chief told me to tell you. Actually,
I don't understand any of what he told me to say."
"Pretending! Pretending, huh! How can a young girl like you crawl naked into a man's bed?"
"I...I saw you, Brother Wen Nuan, and you're so handsome, cool, gentle, and polite. I couldn't resist
setting aside my girlish shyness to offer myself to you. But I didn't expect you to be so clueless. I...I
've never been touched by a man before. I only ask to spend one night with you, Brother Wen Nuan, to give you my virginity
so that you can remember how madly you loved me someday." Xiang Xiu immediately burst into tears,
sobbing.
I had taught her before that if she couldn't cry, she should pinch her thigh. Those lines from TV dramas
had to be memorized. It seems young people have good memories. I don't even know if these are
the exact words I taught her.
"Am I really that cute?" Brother Wen Nuan seemed to have calmed down a bit, cupping Xiang Xiu's face
and asking softly.
"Really!" Xiang Xiu's expression was so moved. Damn, she could be a movie actress. I
cursed Xiang Xiu inwardly.
"Then why doesn't that woman see it?"
"Wouldn't it be better if Xiangxiu saw it? Warm Brother, please melt my virginity with your warmth, okay?"
Village Chief, I've always believed that men often feel good about how many women they've played with, but actually, it's more
accurate to say, how many women have played with you
? Is it the penis enjoying the vagina, or the vagina enjoying the penis?

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