[Urban] Temptation in the Farmland (Complete) - 5

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In Chapter 36 of Volume 1, Vice Mayor

Zhao Qile, whether truly drunk or feigning, grabbed Wan Meimei's smooth, tender body and tossed her around. She went from being dry and awkward to being passively rubbed until she was incredibly wet.

This wasn't Wan Meimei's first time with men. In just a few days, she had transformed from a naive girl who knew nothing about men into a girl who had been with two men she had only met once.

Although there was no emotional foundation, and she was being forcibly violated in a state of extreme psychological pain, she had to admit that the physical pleasure still gave her a complex enjoyment of this kind of thing. Her small body was red and swollen from Zhao Qile's large member pounding into her. She was pinned beneath him, kneeling before him, her buttocks passively raised high, enduring his deep penetration.

His voice was rough and heavy, his large hands constantly stroking her upturned buttocks, murmuring, "Meimei, you're so good, it feels so good, Daddy's dying of pleasure."

A strong, tingling sensation spread through Wan Meimei's entire body with each thrust. She closed her eyes, her tender breasts swaying, moaning in pain, yet simultaneously raising her buttocks higher and higher, arching them more tightly to meet the assault. Wan Meimei didn't know how long Zhao Qile had been with her, nor how the two of them had fallen asleep in each other's arms.

It wasn't until the next morning, when Mayor Zhao's phone suddenly rang, that she was startled awake from her drowsy dream.

When Zhao Qile opened his eyes, Wan Fada, who had sneaked back to the room and was asleep on the sofa, also opened his eyes.

Zhao Qile looked up and saw Wan Meimei lying beside him, and was immediately stunned.

At this moment, Wan Fada, feigning drunken ignorance, rubbed his eyes, yawned, and said, "Why are you asleep? Oh, Mayor Zhao? Oh dear, look at me, how ridiculous of me to have fallen asleep so drunk! My apologies, my apologies, what time is it?" Wan Meimei, in front of two middle-aged men old enough to be her father, cried out, "Ah!"

She sat up abruptly from beside Mayor Zhao, frantically pulling the thin blanket draped over herself and Zhao Qile, wrapping it around her chest, then suddenly covered her face with her hands and began to sob.

With this tug, Zhao Qile's completely naked body was fully exposed! His severely erect penis was standing erect. Wan Fada, pretending to react quickly, immediately turned his head away.

Zhao Qile was speechless for a moment, unsure what to say.

Wan Fada, feigning annoyance, yelled at the crying Wan Meimei, "What are you crying for? You're nineteen, an adult! You're old enough to take responsibility for your actions. Mayor Zhao and I were drunk, we didn't know what happened. If you're a young woman and you didn't want to, would Mayor Zhao force you?" Wan Meimei continued, covering her face, and sighed, "I don't know what happened either. I only remember last night, Mayor Zhao hugged me, kept calling me Meimei, Meimei, saying he would cherish me, would be good to me, said I was his darling. I was drunk, I couldn't resist him, and... that's how it happened. Godfather, Meimei has never been in a relationship before. You... you have to stand up for Meimei! And Mayor Zhao, you can't blame Meimei!" Zhao Qile's expression was uncertain, and Wan Fada's heart pounded with anxiety. After hearing Wan Meimei's words, Zhao Qile felt a sudden unease.

He remembered how difficult it had been for him to enter "Meimei" that night...

It seemed that what this girl said about never having been in a relationship was true. He was this nineteen-year-old girl's first man.

Although he had already risen to the position of vice mayor, Zhao Qile had previously maintained a relatively clean record in his relationships with women. Aside from brief affairs with a few women around his own age, this was the first time he had been with a girl the same age as his daughter, Meimei.

He glanced at the bedsheets again. There were many bloodstains on them.

He felt a mix of emotions.

This matter needed to be handled carefully.

Zhao Qile calmed down and gestured for Wan Fada to leave first.

Wan Fada didn't know how Vice Mayor Zhao would handle the current situation, so he didn't dare to say anything rashly. He could only nervously walk to the suite and close the door behind him.

Zhao Qile asked Wan Meimei, who was sobbing softly beside him, "What's your name? Why did you impersonate Meimei last night?" Wan Meimei trembled and said, "I didn't impersonate anyone. My name is Wan Meimei. You were drunk last night and pinned me down, calling me 'Meimei, Meimei' over and over. My father died a long time ago, and I miss him terribly. You kept saying you would love me and care for me like my father would, that you would be good to me, so I... I obeyed you... You're the mayor, you can't take advantage of a weak girl like me."

She started crying again. Zhao Qile lit a cigarette and asked, "Sigh, drinking makes things worse, haha. So tell me, how do you want me to treat you? Do you have any requests?" Hearing his tone, Wan Meimei knew she had a chance. (

Chapter 36 of Volume 1 with Deputy Mayor

Zhao Qile) Whether he was truly drunk or not, Zhao Qile grabbed Meimei's smooth body and tossed her around, her initial dryness gradually turning into a wet, slippery state.

This wasn't Wan Meimei's first time with men. In just a few days, she had transformed from a naive girl who knew nothing about men into a girl who had been violated by two men she had only met once.

Although there was no emotional foundation, and she was even being forcibly violated in a state of extreme psychological pain, she had to admit that the physical pleasure still gave her a complex enjoyment of this kind of thing. Her small body was red and swollen from Zhao Qile's big thing pounding into her. She was pinned down by him, kneeling in front of him, her little buttocks passively raised high, enduring his deep assault.

His voice was rough and heavy, his large hands constantly stroking her upturned buttocks, murmuring, "Meimei, you're so good, it feels so good, Daddy's dying."

Intense itchy and tingling sensations permeated Wan Meimei's entire body with each thrust. She closed her eyes, swaying her tender little white breasts, moaning in pain, yet actively raising her little buttocks higher and higher, pressing them tightly back to meet the assault. Wan Meimei didn't know how long Zhao Qile had been doing this to her, nor how the two of them had fallen asleep in each other's arms.

It wasn't until the next morning, when Mayor Zhao's phone suddenly rang, that she was jolted awake from her drowsy dream.

When Zhao Qile opened her eyes, Wan Fada, who had sneaked back to the room earlier and was fast asleep on the sofa, also opened his eyes.

Zhao Qile looked up and saw Wan Meimei lying beside him, and was immediately stunned.

At this moment, Wan Fada, pretending to be drunk and oblivious, rubbed his eyes, yawned, and said, "Why are you asleep? Oh, Mayor Zhao? Oh dear, look at me, how ridiculous of me, so drunk I fell asleep! My apologies, my apologies, what time is it?" Wan Meimei, in front of two middle-aged men old enough to be her father, cried out, "Ah!"

She sat up abruptly beside Mayor Zhao, frantically grabbed the thin blanket draped over herself and Zhao Qile, wrapped it around her chest, and then suddenly covered her face with her hands, sobbing.

With that tug on the blanket, Zhao Qile's completely naked body was exposed! His engorged genitals were standing erect. Wan Fafa, feigning quick reflexes, immediately turned his head away.

Zhao Qile was momentarily speechless, unsure what to say.

Wan Fada, feigning annoyance, yelled at the crying Wan Meimei, "What are you crying for? You're nineteen, an adult! You're old enough to take responsibility for your actions. Mayor Zhao and I were drunk, we didn't know what happened. If you're a young woman and you didn't want to, would Mayor Zhao force you?" Wan Meimei continued, covering her face, and sighed, "I don't know what happened either. I only remember last night, Mayor Zhao hugged me, kept calling me Meimei, Meimei, saying he would cherish me, would be good to me, said I was his darling. I was drunk, I couldn't resist him, and... that's how it happened. Godfather, Meimei has never been in a relationship before. You... you have to stand up for Meimei! And Mayor Zhao, you can't blame Meimei!" Zhao Qile's expression was uncertain, and Wan Fada's heart pounded with anxiety. After hearing Wan Meimei's words, Zhao Qile felt a sudden unease.

He remembered how difficult it had been for him to enter "Meimei" that night...

It seemed that what this girl said about never having been in a relationship was true. He was this nineteen-year-old girl's first man.

Although he had already risen to the position of vice mayor, Zhao Qile had previously maintained a relatively clean record in his relationships with women. Aside from brief affairs with a few women around his own age, this was the first time he had been with a girl the same age as his daughter, Meimei.

He glanced at the bedsheets again. There were many bloodstains on them.

He felt a mix of emotions.

This matter needed to be handled carefully.

Zhao Qile calmed down and gestured for Wan Fada to leave first.

Wan Fada didn't know how Vice Mayor Zhao would handle the current situation, so he didn't dare to say anything rashly. He could only nervously walk to the suite and close the door behind him.

Zhao Qile asked Wan Meimei, who was sobbing softly beside him, "What's your name? Why did you impersonate Meimei last night?" Wan Meimei trembled and said, "I didn't impersonate anyone. My name is Wan Meimei. You were drunk last night and pinned me down, calling me 'Meimei, Meimei' over and over. My father died a long time ago, and I miss him terribly. You kept saying you would love me and care for me like my father would, that you would be good to me, so I... I obeyed you... You're the mayor, you can't take advantage of a weak girl like me."

As she spoke, she started crying again. Zhao Qile lit a cigarette and asked, "Sigh, drinking makes things worse, haha. So tell me, how do you want me to treat you? Do you have any requests?" Wan Meimei knew she had a chance when she heard his tone.

Volume 1, Chapter 37: You Must Be Good.

So, she raised her tear-streaked face, her large eyes looking at him pitifully, and wailed, "I... what can I ask you to do to me? You're the mayor, you could be my father, you have a family, I can't possibly ask you to do anything to me. I... I just want you to be good to me, as you said, to occasionally show me some concern, and not to turn around and falsely accuse me."

As she spoke, crystal tears streamed down her face, seeping into her delicate red lips, causing Zhao Qile, this middle-aged man, to feel a surge of lust.

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He recalled the scene from last night when, fueled by alcohol, he had half-forced, half-coaxed himself into her small body. At that time, he truly believed he was making love with his precious daughter…

Now that he knew it was just a fantasy, he felt fortunate.

If the girl he had pinned down last night was truly his daughter, Meimei, what difference would he make from a beast? Now, finding Meimei transformed into the equally charming and adorable Meimei, his heart felt incredibly at ease. At the same time, a strong sense of pity arose within him.

The precious bloodstains on the sheets, belonging to a girl, clearly indicated that her virginity had been taken from her.

For a man, this was something difficult to erase or ignore. Zhao Qile pulled back the blankets from Wan Meimei, slipped under the covers, and pulled her trembling little body into his arms, saying, "As long as you behave and don't cause trouble, I'll treat you well from now on, understand?" Upon hearing this, Wan Meimei breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "Yes, yes, Meimei understands, Meimei will definitely behave and won't cause you any trouble."

Zhao Qile smiled, reached out and mischievously pinched her pretty, tender little face, and whispered in her ear, "Little darling, from now on, when no one's around, just call me Daddy... Got it? Heh, you're so comfortable, so tender, and, you get it right away." Wan

Meimei was shocked that this seemingly respectable and powerful man would suddenly change his tune and say such things. Her face flushed red to her ears.

Zhao Qile grabbed her hand in bed, pulled it to his still-erect penis, and shook it, saying, "Do you like Daddy like this? I'm almost fifty, but I'm still very strong in this area. I'll take good care of you in the future..." After they hugged and kissed for a while, Zhao Qile turned on his phone and called the secretary who had called him earlier. He then adopted a serious expression, got up, and dressed.

Once outside, Vice Mayor Zhao briefly instructed Wan Fada, who was waiting respectfully, "Will Mr. Wan handle Meimei's mother's matter well? Meimei, as her godfather, has to take good care of her." Wan Fada hurriedly nodded and bowed, saying, "Yes, yes, I know, that's right, that's right. My godfather is just a godfather, Mayor Zhao, you're Meimei's real godfather. Hehe, I thank you on behalf of the child."

Zhao Qile glared at him, said nothing, and left with his head held high.

After Wan Fada respectfully saw Mayor Zhao off, he wiped the sweat from his brow and muttered, "Power crushes people, damn it, I'm such a godfather, my perfectly good goddaughter, someone else got her for free, she's already taken advantage of me, and I'm now her wet dad."

Wan Meimei had already finished dressing and came out of the suite.

Wan Fada glanced at her face, which was as radiant as a peach after being pampered by Vice Mayor Zhao, swallowed hard, grinned maliciously, and said, "Baby, Mayor Zhao really doted on you last night, didn't he?" Wan Meimei didn't know how to face his lewd and despicable old face, so she could only lower her head and remain silent.

At this moment, Meimei had just been favored by Vice Mayor Zhao, and Wan Fada dared not make any rash moves on her. So he suppressed the lustful fire within him and instructed her, "The cards are still in my old godfather's hands, you can't just listen to him and not me, understand? Go back and pack up the bed sheet and take it with you, don't leave any trouble behind." "Now that you've got Mayor Zhao as your new godfather, Di Qianmai Liang heard from Gu Sheng and the others that when they went to the city, they happened to meet Uncle Kui who was unwell, so he went with them out of the city to visit Uncle Kui in the suburbs.

Uncle Kui was originally from a village at the foot of Jinyang Mountain. Not long after the household responsibility system was implemented in the last century, he signed a contract with the village to contract this barren mountain. At that time, many fruit trees on the mountain were crooked and half-dead, belonging to the village collective property. After the land was distributed, the fruit trees on the mountain..." The trees were neglected, and the mountain fell into disrepair.

Uncle Kui signed a fifty-year lease for the price of a pig.

To look after the fruit trees, he built a few houses at the foot of the mountain, and his wife and children moved from the village to the orchard. They cleared land and planted vegetables, sweet potatoes, peanuts, and other crops, enjoying several years of hard work and a happy life.

Later, Aunt Kui fell ill and died, and for some reason, the fruit trees on the mountain also began to get sick. After his wife passed away, Uncle Kui lost the will to work hard in the orchard. He thought that he only had one daughter, who would marry someone else sooner or later, and he didn't need to work so hard to earn too much money. So, he cut down the sick fruit trees on the mountain, leaving only a few, enough for him and his daughter to make a living.

Yingjie's real name is Huang Ying. After dropping out of middle school, she worked in a clothing factory in the city and would come back to the mountain to visit her father on weekends.

A few years ago, Qian Mailiang worked at a quarry on Jinyang Mountain. While wandering the mountain in his spare time, he met the honest and straightforward Uncle Kui. The two hit it off and became close

friends despite their age difference. When Aunt Kui was hospitalized with a sudden illness, Uncle Kui was too busy to manage the orchard, so Qian Mailiang took care of it for him after work, working from dawn till dusk. Mailiang also helped with Aunt Kui's funeral.

During summer vacation, Qian Gusheng came to the quarry to visit his brother and stayed at Uncle Kui's house.

Uncle Kui wanted to adopt Mailiang as his godson, hoping that after his death, he could share his savings with Mailiang and Huang Ying, and that he, as the older brother, would also help take care of his godson, Huang Ying.

Qian Mailiang, being an honest man, disagreed with Uncle Kui's proposal to adopt a godson.

He said he wasn't very capable, and couldn't even afford to help his stepfather and biological mother back home, so how could he be qualified to be someone's godson? Uncle Kui, if you're going to adopt a godson, you should find someone promising and reliable.

As for taking care of Yingying in the future, even if they weren't god-siblings, Qian Mailiang would do his best to look after her; Uncle Kui, please rest assured.

In Chapter 38 of Volume 1, "Returning to the Countryside

," Uncle Kui sighed, "Mailiang, in this world, where can you find someone as honest, kind, and kind-hearted as you? You're genuinely kind to an honest man like Uncle Kui, but in society, you'll suffer a lot. Society is like a meadow teeming with tigers and wolves; honest and upright people like us are like poor sheep among them. Even if we don't want to be alone, we can't be without a sense of caution." "We can be friends!" For the past two years, Qian Mailiang's wife, disgusted by his incompetence, ran off with another man. He's been struggling to raise his daughter Yuanyuan alone, so he rarely visits Uncle Kui.

Uncle Kui's only older brother in Hainan has cancer and wanted to see him one last time. A few days ago, Uncle Kui took Huang Ying there to visit him.

Seeing his brother nearing the end of his life, Uncle Kui, being elderly, was deeply affected. He fell ill as soon as he got home and stayed in a hospital down the mountain for a few days. Feeling the expense, he went home to recuperate. Seeing Qian Mailiang and Gu Sheng this time, Uncle Kui grabbed Huang Ying's hand, then Mailiang's, tears streaming down his face, and said, "Mailiang, I know my own body. After I'm gone, I entrust your sister Ying to you! I don't care about your abilities, I just want you to be a reliable person. You have to promise me you won't abandon your sister Ying."

Qian Mailiang... She cried too, holding tightly to Uncle Kui's hand, and said, "Uncle Kui, don't say that. You're still healthy, you'll be fine. Don't worry, as long as I, Qian Mailiang, have steamed buns to eat, I won't let Yingmei drink porridge."

When leaving Uncle Kui's house, Mailiang saw Gusheng and Zailong to the side of the road, told them to be careful riding their bikes on the road, and then took out an envelope, asking Gusheng to take some money back to his half-parents, saying that he, as the eldest son, was incompetent and couldn't even afford to take the bus back to see his parents often, and hoped that the two old people would take good care of themselves at home. Qian Gusheng forcefully stuffed the envelope back into his brother's pocket, saying, "Our parents are better off not caring at all. Humph, I've never seen such selfish and uncaring parents. You and Yuanyuan need money everywhere in the city, unlike them who live on their own little plot of land, barely scraping by, with no one in the village bullying them. Brother, you can't keep relying on physical labor to earn money like this. When will it end? You have to think about finding a way out, about how things will turn out better, how you'll make more money later..." "Then you'll have the ability to properly take care of your parents."

Qian Mailang smiled bitterly and said, "Don't say that, I know the道理 (principles/reason), but I just don't have the ability..."

Wan Zailong patted Gu Sheng's shoulder and said, "Our Mailang's good point is that he's kind-hearted, and that's where his troubles lie. Kid, don't always complain about our brother. From now on, it's up to you! Haha."

The three brothers said goodbye at the highway intersection. Qian Mailang took the bus back to the city, while Gu Sheng and Zailong rode their beat-up Wild Wolf bikes, chugging back to their camp in Jiming Village, Yingfang Town.

As they rode across the Datao River, they saw a group of young women dressed in red and green washing clothes on the riverbank in the distance. Their laughter was carried by the wind, warm and inviting, making the men's hearts itch.

Wan Zailong slowed down and turned back to tease Gu Sheng, "Are you going to find your dear Sister Liuhua? Haha."

Qian Gu Sheng punched him on the shoulder and said, "Go on! Do you think I, Qian Gu Sheng, only know one Sister Liuhua in Yingfang Town? Even if I wanted to find them, I couldn't just swagger around like this in broad daylight, haha."

Twenty-one-year-olds, carefree and unrestrained, could squander their youth. The two laughed and sped across the Da Tao River.

Even faster than their beat-up wolf was a black Honda that darted past them, kicking up dust on the country road, and turned into the town government compound not far away.

Qian Gusheng stared at the car until it disappeared from sight, then asked Zai Long, "Whose car is that?" Wan Zai Long replied nonchalantly, "Liu Henneng. His dad opened a restaurant in town these past two years. All the weddings and funerals in town are now held there. Even the higher-ups get their entertainment there. Of course it's lucrative."

Qian Gusheng punched his thigh and said, "Damn, Liu Henneng served in the army for a few years and managed to become the head of a town. For an ordinary country boy like us from this poor mountain village, that's quite an achievement."

Wan Zai Long said, "That's true, our town... " Although the town was small, with few side businesses and a backward economy, being the town head was still quite prestigious. It was said that Secretary Nie had been completely sidelined by him. "Gusheng, be more resourceful in the army. Our future depends on you, hehe."

Qian Gusheng took a deep breath and said, "It's hard for the grassroots to get ahead. But, where there's a will, there's a way. I, Qian Gusheng, refuse to believe I can't carve out my own path."

After returning to the village, Qian Gusheng used the precious time before returning to his unit to go find his old flames and go to the fields.

Wan Zailong took two hundred yuan and went to the woods at the west end of the village.

Xinghua's wife usually worked in garment processing at Li Doumiao's house in Jiming Village, and she would ride her bicycle home for lunch along this quiet path.

Wan Zailong lay on the grass in the woods, gazing at the azure sky above through the gaps in the branches.

Li Qinghe will be back for summer vacation in a few days, right? It's been so long since I've seen her. She must be even more beautiful now. Thinking of that fair-skinned girl, the village beauty of Jiming Village, Wan Zailong felt a pang of sadness and bitterness.

She was so wonderful, destined not to belong to their Jiming Village. And with Wan Zailong's current situation, he might be stuck in this small mountain valley for the rest of his life.

Although he couldn't go to university in Beijing with her, her home was still here. Even if she stayed in the city, got a job, and got married, wouldn't she still frequently visit her parents, brothers, and sisters-in-law? Thinking this way, Wan Zailong felt a little brighter and less depressed.

Just as he was lost in thought, he heard the tinkling of a bicycle outside.

Wan Zailong sprang to his feet and peeked out to see Xinghua riding her bicycle alone from that direction.

In Chapter 39 of Volume 1, in the woods,

she wore a pink short-sleeved shirt and a floral print midi skirt. Her fair legs peeked out from under the skirt, and her feet, clad in white sandals, pedaled the bicycle.

Because the light was so strong, and the fabric of her pink shirt was thin, her deep pink bra was faintly visible underneath.

Wan Zailong recalled seeing her completely naked in the river that day, and his body immediately reacted.

The woods were shady, but not airy; his vest was soaked with sweat, clinging to his muscular back.

He emerged from the woods and called out, "Sister-in-law Xinghua!" Xinghua was rushing home on her bicycle when she suddenly heard a man's voice calling her nearby. Startled, she jumped off her bike and looked around. Seeing Wan Zailong standing by the woods, her already flushed face turned even redder. She

quickly pushed her bike over and whispered, "Zailong, you're back?" Her voice was noticeably breathless from riding and her nervousness, and her full, firm breasts strained against her pink blouse, her body exuding a sweaty fragrance.

Wan Zailong grabbed her bike and pushed it back into the woods.

Xinghua said in a panic, "Zailong, what are you doing? I have to go home for dinner and come back quickly. Doumiao is here to catch up on work today."

Wan Zailong threw the car onto the grass, turned around, grabbed Xinghua's hand, and pulled her into the depths of the woods, saying, "I said I would bring you money when I got back, Sister-in-law Xinghua. Let me have you one more time. It's so hot, I suddenly really want to have you."

As he spoke, he forced two hundred yuan into Xinghua's skirt pocket. The moment he touched her tight, smooth legs under the thin fabric, a surge of heat rushed through his abdomen.

He took the opportunity to push Sister-in-law Xinghua down into the grass. Xinghua struggled and said, "No, Zailong, don't do this. That time was an accident. We can't do this again. Let me go. I don't want your money. From now on, just pretend that never happened."

The more she struggled, the harder Wan Zailong became with her soft body.

He ripped open all the buttons of her pink shirt, buried his mouth in her full breasts, and licked the two small red nipples, saying, "Good sister-in-law, nobody knows about this, so let me do it. Last time, you were so wet, you must have liked being touched by me, right? I know you're a good woman, I never dared to think about these things with you before, but after that accident, we've already done this once more, it doesn't matter."

Xinghua's breasts were very sensitive, and with Wan Zailong's kneading and teasing, waves of itchiness ran down to her crotch, and she trembled beneath him, almost fainting.

In the struggle, Zailong lifted Xinghua's skirt, revealing a pair of red panties underneath, which accentuated her voluptuous white body, making Wan Zailong's eyes burn with lust.

He reached out without hesitation and pulled Xinghua's red panties down to her ankles, then threw them onto the green grass beside her.

Xinghua, blushing, pressed her legs together and was about to turn over and get up when Zailong pressed down on her again. With a strong pull and lift, he hoisted one of her legs onto his shoulder.

Xinghua almost cried, her face flushed red, looking at him pitifully, "Zailong, Zailong, how could you be so lewd? Oh!"

Before she could finish speaking, Wan Zailong thrust his waist forward, penetrating right between Xinghua's passively raised legs! The thrust was accurate, ruthless, and deep. Xinghua cried out, her eyes narrowed, and her whole body trembled violently.

Seeing Xinghua's sister-in-law like this, Wan Zailong's virility surged. He hoisted her leg high onto his shoulder, gripped her smooth buttocks with one hand, and grabbed her trembling breasts with the other, panting heavily...

Xinghua didn't want to scream, but the tingling sensation she had never experienced before, constantly transmitted to her body through his relentless rubbing, made her feel like her whole body was about to fall apart.

Her hands gripped Zai Long's arms tightly, pleading softly, "Zai Long, oh, good Zai Long, quickly cover my mouth. If I moan like this, don't let anyone hear, or Hu Dalai will beat me to death."

Wan Zai Long didn't want her to feel guilty, so he leaned down, covering her body, and covered her open mouth with his.

Suppressed moans escaped Xinghua's throat as Wan Zai Long's body continued to thrust rapidly against her slippery body, the sounds of their impact echoing where their bodies met.

Xinghua's hands clung tightly to Zai Long's back, her nails unconsciously scratching his back, leaving deep welts.

At this moment, she no longer cared that she was a married woman, nor did she care if her gambling husband, Hu Dalai, would beat her to death if he found out. She only wanted to sweetly welcome the relentless thrusts of the powerful young man on top of her…

Ever since he had eaten the old wolf's whip, he felt a lurking desire within him … A surge of heat, easily manipulated to make a woman cry out in agony.

However, it was also incredibly flexible…

This energy seemed to be under his control; he could make it do whatever he wanted. Moreover, he had tested it; his member could also change size, thickness, and length at will, stretching and contracting at will… (

Volume 1, Chapter 40: Rural Life)

Seeing that Sister-in-law Xinghua was almost unconscious from his ministrations, and with the woods stifling and hot, Wan Zailong dared not linger and gritted his teeth, ending his exhilarating battle.

From her… After rolling off her, he greedily bit her full breasts a few more times before rolling over onto the sun-warmed grass beside her, panting contentedly.

Xinghua's whole body felt numb and weak, her legs almost unable to close.

She got up shyly, hurriedly put on her clothes, stuffed the two hundred yuan into Wan Zailong's pocket, and said, "I don't want this money. What kind of person would I be if I took your money? Just don't tell anyone about this. I have to go now." "

After saying that, without waiting for Zai Long to say anything more, she hurriedly got up from the ground, pushed her bike, and ran out of the woods.

Watching her beautiful back, Wan Zai Long felt sorry for her. Alas, such a good woman, how could she be so unlucky as to be with a man like Hu Dalai?

Covered in sticky sweat, and with that area still sticky and wet from Xinghua's soaking, Wan Zai Long pulled up his pants, whistling, and came out of the woods, heading to a nearby pool for a wild swim.

His vest and pants were spread out on the grass by the pool, and he looked like a naked white turtle. He plunged into the deep pool, hovering steadily like a submarine." Floating in the water, he held his breath for a long time before suddenly surfacing again.

The surface water was hot from the sun's heat, but the water underneath remained cool and refreshing, making it very comfortable to soak in.

He recalled the scene of holding Wan Meimei in the mountain spring outside Uncle Kui's house to cool her down. He wondered how she was doing now? Had she become that old bastard Wan Fada's plaything? Her small body, just fully developed, was different from that of a young woman from the countryside like Sister Xinghua; it felt smoother, more delicate, and more supple to the touch. She was a year younger than the twin sisters Li Doumiao and Li Qinghe, although... A female college student from the city, yet her fate was so unfortunate; it's truly a pity.

After bathing, the sun wasn't so scorching anymore, making it more comfortable to work in the fields. Wan Zailong jumped out of the water, went back to shore to get dressed, and went to fertilize the corn. Grandpa had wandered off somewhere again; for many years, Wan Zailong had grown accustomed to living alone in the cave atop Longyin Mountain, nestled beside Jiming Village.

Longyin Mountain wasn't large, just an ordinary small hill in the northeast corner of Jiming Village. One side was rocky terrain and wild pine forests, the other side sandy soil, suitable for growing peanuts... Crops like sweet potatoes.

There's a legend about Longyin Mountain: people with unclear birth charts or weak destinies don't want to settle there, so the mountain has been barren since ancient times, never included in the village's collective land development.

Until twenty years ago, Wan Suanzi, a wandering scholar, came here carrying a small child on his back. The grandfather and grandson settled in a cave under a large rock on the mountaintop.

From the age of five, Wan Zailong could cook, grow vegetables, and harvest crops on his own, and he also adopted a pack of wild dogs and the wolf his grandfather had brought him for companionship.

Wan Suanzi left Zailong in Jiming Village and resumed his wandering life.

Wherever he went, from village to shop, he would casually tell fortunes, speaking with such conviction and authority that no one could argue with him, and they would always give him a small fee.

This way, he would often bring back some money to help Zai Long make a living.

Later, Zai Long became more capable of doing chores himself. He could sell surplus grains and vegetables for money, and he was also skilled at drying tobacco leaves. Farmers from the surrounding area coveted his tobacco, and his small-scale farming life continued, albeit not entirely unsuccessfully.

After fertilizing the corn, it was already dark. Qian Gusheng intercepted him at the village entrance, and the two of them returned together to the cave where Zai Long lived on Longyin Mountain.

The cave's interior had been whitewashed and decorated with the kind of colorful paper used for paper ceilings in the countryside, making it quite comfortable.

On the slope at the top of the mountain, Wan Zai Long had carved a skylight, fitted with thick tempered glass. Lying on the wooden bed beneath the window, he could see the brilliant stars against the black sky.

Wan Zai Long often gazed at the sky alone at night, lost in thought.

Where did he come from? What did his parents do? What is everyone's destiny? What is the relationship between man and nature? How many mysteries of the universe remain unknown to humankind? He enjoyed this solitary life in the mountains, free and unrestrained, where one person's hunger was enough for the whole family.

The cave was equipped with electrical wires and simple, practical furniture; cooking was done in a small stone hut outside the cave, where the smoke didn't reach inside.

The old wolf had long since passed away, but the pack of wild dogs had maintained a stable population through mating and reproduction.

They lived peacefully alongside Wan Zailong's chickens, ducks, geese, sheep, and cattle in a thatched hut outside the cave, each fulfilling its role.

Qian Gusheng had prepared several dishes in advance, and the two of them, enjoying homemade sorghum wine, ate and drank at a stone table set up in the open space outside the cave. Wan Zailong asked Gusheng, "Which young woman did you go off to have a wild time with? Did she knock down a whole field of corn?" He laughed.

Qian Gusheng tilted his head back, took a big gulp of wine, and said, "Today I didn't go into the cornfield, I went into the sorghum field, hehe. Those old flames I knew back home, now they're either married or have moved to the city. Looking back, there aren't many left who still think of me. Sigh, people leave and things cool. Except for a flirtatious young wife like Liuhua, this land can no longer find my place." Wan Zailong

also took a sip of wine and said, "Damn, there aren't any pigs that can climb trees, but there are plenty that can run. Why would someone wait two years for you? There are so many men."

Qian Gusheng scratched his head and said, "Yeah, Wang Baochuan, who waited eighteen years in a cold cave, only exists in plays, hehe. Besides, I'm not Xue Baochai. " Pinggui. This time when I came back, I found that the countryside really held no appeal for me anymore. Brother, if you're happy staying here by yourself, then you're on your own. (

Volume 1, Chapter 41: Scratching Skin, Subduing the Body,

Wanzai Long) He looked up at the sky, remained silent for a moment, and said, "I just don't believe it! What's wrong with the countryside? Can't people stay in the countryside? Is it unsuitable for living? Is there no happiness there? Is it not a home away from home?" Qian Gusheng, unable to bear it any longer, waved his hand, stuffed a piece of chicken into his mouth, and said, "Come on, no one can make a scene like you. When you're being serious, you're even more of a charlatan than your grandfather."

As the two were talking, a commotion suddenly broke out in the village below the mountain.

A figure came running noisily towards Longyin Mountain from the shadows. Wan Zailong and Qian Gusheng stood up from the stone table and saw that it was A Qiu running towards them. He said breathlessly, "Zailong, Zailong, go check on my sister-in-law again! She's had another attack!" Qian Gusheng asked in confusion, "What's wrong with Sister-in-law Lisha? She's so young."

Wan Zailong patted him and said, "It's not an illness, she's been possessed by the Scratching Wolf. You have to get up early tomorrow to catch a bus back to the army, so you should go back to sleep first. I'll go check on her." With that

, he followed A Qiu down the mountain without waiting for Gusheng to say anything more.

Qian Gusheng smiled when he heard this, touched his head, realized he had drunk too much, and had to get up early the next day to catch a bus back to the army, so he didn't go to see what was going on and went home by himself.

Wan Zailong's skill in catching the Scratching Wolf was something he learned from his grandfather, Wan Suanzi.

The origins of this mysterious old man, Wan Suanzi, remain unsolved in Jiming Village to this day.

One day, an eighty-year-old woman in the village suddenly went insane, jumping and screaming around the house. Her bound feet dangled, and she would leap onto the wardrobe one moment, then suddenly "fly" onto the kang (heated brick bed) and roll around crying, wailing in a high-pitched voice, "You old bastard Wang Gousheng, I have no grudge against you in this life or the next, why did you hurt my leg? Waaaaah, it hurts so much! Ouch, ouch, ouch! No wonder you've never married or had children, it's because you ate too many rabbits! It's a miracle you didn't become a rabbit god..."

The eighty-year-old woman, whose grave was practically buried to her neck, suddenly jumping around and screaming like this was unbearable for her family. Just as they were about to tie her up and send her to a mental hospital, Wan Suanzi returned from outside.

He stopped the old woman's family and went straight to Old Man Wang, who lived at the south end of the village and was skilled at setting wire snares to catch rabbits. He said, "Old Man Wang, your nickname is Gousheng, right? You've been setting rabbit snares again these past few days, haven't you? Go check it out, see if you've caught anything you shouldn't have!" Old Man Wang was also over seventy years old. No one in the village who wasn't a bit older knew his nickname was Gousheng, because he had been a bachelor his whole life. Everyone just called him Old Man Wang, ignoring his real name.

He had no interest in women, only rabbits. Every winter, he would set snares and catch many rabbits, eating and selling them, living a carefree life.

Hearing Wan Suanzi say this, he quickly ran to the wild slope at the west end of the village and saw, to his surprise, a scratching wolf was caught in one of the wire snares he had set the day before.

The reason Old Man Wang was able to catch so many rabbits was because he knew how to spot them. He could spot most of the rabbit trails with remarkable accuracy. The day before yesterday, he dug a hole at this spot to confirm if it was a newly developed rabbit trail, but unexpectedly, he accidentally trapped these mysterious little creatures. In the eyes of the villagers in this area, the scaly wolf was a formidable animal. Most people would be frightened if they saw it for no apparent reason, keeping their distance to avoid harming others or attracting its attention.

When Old Wang saw that his rabbit-shaped snare had actually caught the small creature glaring at him menacingly, his legs trembled with fear. He asked Wan Suanzi with a mournful face, "What should I do?" Wan Suanzi stroked his goatee, blinked, and said, "It's nothing. Ignorance is no excuse. You didn't mean to harm it. If you don't ruin its fate, it won't bother you. Prepare a good feast for it, burn incense and pray. I'll also pray for you. This little grudge will be settled, and it will leave you on its own."

Old Wang did as Wan Suanzi said, freeing the little creature from the wire snare himself. Wan Suanzi then applied some kind of medicine to its leg. Old Wang prepared a table full of chicken, duck, fish, and meat, burned incense, and prayed. Wan Suanzi squinted and muttered a few words. The little creature's black eyes darted around, glancing at the onlookers. With a flick of its tail, it vanished without a trace…

The old woman, who had been causing such a commotion, suddenly seemed to return to her normal self, her body limp and exhausted. She lay on the kang (heated brick bed), panting heavily, and it took her several days to recover.

From then on, everyone truly believed that supernatural creatures should not be easily provoked, and they began to respect the mysterious old man, Wan Suanzi, even more.

That time, Ah Chun's wife, Lisha, also suddenly experienced a strange situation. Wan Suanzi wasn't in Jiming Village at the time, so everyone went to find his adopted grandson, Wan Zailong, to have him check on Lisha.

Lisha had only been married into Achun's family for a short time. When she first arrived, she was a dutiful young wife, busy with household chores during the day and enjoying the company of Achun on the kang (heated brick bed) at night. Achun was overjoyed, always grinning from ear to ear.

But this blissful life lasted less than two months. Achun's face turned ashen, as if smeared with soot, and his usual cheerful smile vanished.

Everyone teased him, asking if he'd been too overworked by his young wife at night, and if his back was aching. Achun glared at them, said nothing, and slammed the door shut. Lisha also stopped going out to chat with the neighbors and stayed home.

Everyone burst into laughter after Achun closed the door, saying, "Look at him, his face is all red, yet he still keeps shutting himself in and causing trouble, haha!"

Outsiders only saw the surface, not the inside.

That day, trouble struck.

Volume 1, Chapter 42: The Mad Young Wife

Ah Chun chased after her own brother Ah Qiu with an iron shovel, her eyes bloodshot. Behind her followed Li Sha, naked and disheveled.

Ah Qiu ran away shouting, "Brother, brother, don't hit me! It's really not my fault! It's my sister-in-law! It's my sister-in-law! She insisted on doing that to me! I couldn't run away, she just pinned me down on the bed!" The people on the street, hearing this, were indignant and stopped Ah Qiu, who was running away with his head in his hands. They mocked and ridiculed him, saying, "Kid, it's one thing to have done something to your own sister-in-law, but you're a man, after all. If you had the guts to do something like that, you should have the guts to admit it. You can't put the blame on Li Sha!" "

After Ah Chun smacked Ah Qiu with an iron shovel, he yelled, 'You shameless woman, get back here!' Instead of smashing him to the ground, he turned and grabbed Li Sha, who had chased after him naked, and said with a dark face, 'Go back!' But seeing so many people watching outside, Li Sha didn't feel embarrassed or turn away. Instead, her face flushed and her eyes glazed with drunkenness, she rushed towards the crowd, shouting like a wolf pouncing on its prey, 'Come on, come and fuck me! I'm so itchy, I want to be fucked! I'm dying of itchiness, I can't stand it! I want it, give it to me, please, someone climb on top of me and fuck me!' The onlookers were dumbfounded.

Every man, young and old, driven by male nature, wanted to secretly have his way with a young, beautiful woman. Every man wanted to be coveted by his wife. But to see a young wife so eagerly demanding to be fucked in broad daylight, these farmers were truly shocked."

As Chun, filled with shame and anger, grabbed at his crazed wife while wailing and yelling at his stunned brother, Qiu, "Call her father and tell him to come and take his shameless daughter back! We're getting a divorce! Our Chen family can't afford to lose face like this!" Chun and Qiu tried to subdue the frenzied Lisha, but they were no match for her. Her hands kept grabbing at their groins, making the unmarried Qiu cough and scream.

Just then, Wan Zailong returned from collecting tobacco leaves. Seeing this, he rushed into Chun's house without a word, grabbed a rope, and helped tie Lisha up.

Wan Zailong tied Lisha back into the house, gagged her with a towel, chased away the onlookers, closed the door to Achun's house, and asked the two brothers what had happened to Lisha. Achun, with a mournful face, said that Lisha's lust had suddenly become extremely strong these past few days. Every night, she would press down on him and ride him relentlessly, draining him dry until his back was about to break, and she still wasn't satisfied. At first, he enjoyed it, thinking it was because he was doing a good job and his wife liked it, so she couldn't get enough. But after a few days, he couldn't keep up.

Women could be fucked day and night, but men couldn't. Their bodies couldn't produce their essence so quickly. He didn't dare go home easily while working in the fields because Lisha would throw him onto the bed and pull down his pants. In the end, he became afraid of his wife and always hid from her.

That day, he came home to find his wife completely naked, with his brother, A-Qiu, pinned down and grabbing his belt! He was furious. He grabbed a shovel and started hitting them like they were dogs entangled in the street. A-Qiu

protested, "Brother, you can't blame me! We live in the same courtyard. As soon as I walked in, I saw my sister-in-law rushing towards me naked, her face flushed and panting, saying, 'Qiu, A-Qiu, please fuck your sister-in-law! I'm so hot, so itchy, I want to be fucked by a man, I can't take it anymore! Come on, come and fuck me!'

I was terrified and couldn't move. My sister-in-law's body pressed me down onto the bed. Her breasts were so heavy, I couldn't breathe. I wanted to scream but didn't dare, I wanted to push her away but couldn't, she was incredibly strong."

Ah Chun, clutching his head, roared, "Stop talking! This is so embarrassing! You're not even married yet! If you hadn't been cheating on me with your sister-in-law, would she treat you like this? From now on, your four rooms and my four rooms will be separated by a wall. We can't live in the same courtyard anymore!" Ah Qiu, equally enraged, stood up and yelled, "So what if there's a wall? Who's afraid of who? So what if I'm not married? Just because I'm not married doesn't mean I don't have women to sleep with. You're the one who didn't keep a close eye on your wife and is now blaming your brother. My twenty-odd years of brotherhood with you have been for nothing!" "Who is she? Don't you know her, brother?" Seeing the two brothers about to fight, Wan Zailong punched one of them, saying calmly, "Stop arguing. No one's to blame but Sister-in-law Lisha. She's got something bad on her, and she can't speak clearly, so she's been harmed by that scoundrel."

Hearing this, A-Chun, recalling his wife Lisha's unusual behavior these past few days, believed Wan Zailong and looked up, asking, "What should we do? Your grandfather isn't here. Zailong, you have to think of something. If Lisha continues like this, A-Qiu and I won't be able to live together."

Wan Zailong pondered, "I can try, but you have to trust me before I can act."

A-Chun nodded quickly, saying, "Okay, okay, as long as we can get rid of that thing on her, anything is fine."

Wan Zailong thought for a moment and said, "Prepare a pile of firewood, fill the pot with water, you two go out, close the doors and windows, and don't let anyone disturb us. Tonight, it's up to me. " Ah

Chun didn't care about his strange behavior. He was only afraid that his wife would continue to go out naked and "harm" all the men in the village, so he quickly did as Wan Zailong said and went outside to wait.

Wan Zailong started a fire under the stove.

The flue of the large stove in the main room led to the kang (heated brick bed) in the bedroom. The water in the pot was boiling, and the steam was rising. The kang was as hot as a desert, and Li Sha rolled around on the kang, moaning.

The

sound was obviously not something a normal young wife would make. "Oh, Brother Zailong, are you really going to torture your sister-in-law like this? You are such a vigorous and strong young man, do you really want to come up and press down on your sister-in-law? Your sister-in-law's flesh is so delicious, sister-in-law..." "Isn't your body white? I've been missing you so much my bones are melting. Come on, come on, come on and press me down!"

Even a eunuch would get hard with that kind of calling, right? Let alone Wan Zailong, a strong young man in his early twenties. His body was sticky with sweat. Zailong quickly took off his clothes, leaving only his trousers, and walked to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) in the bedroom.

The room was filled with steam. Achun's young wife, Lisha, with her full, naked body, white with a rosy tinge, was rolling around on the kang. As soon as she saw him come in, she rolled over to his side, her eyes full of seductive allure, and said, "Good Zailong, good man, come on and comfort your sister-in-law. My lower body is so empty, I'm dying of discomfort. Only you can save me. Give me your big thing, I've missed you so much." Her

wrists were tied to her head with rope, the other end of which was tied to the iron bars of the window. Her two white legs were pressed together and twisted, with a clump of dark grass between them, covered in dew.

Her two full, white breasts, topped with two reddish-black peanuts, trembled and swayed.

"Is this Ah Chun's wife's body?" Looking at the tangled pubic hair between Li Sha's legs, Wan Zailong swallowed hard. Was this the same thing Ah Chun used to go in and out of her every day? Thinking this, Wan Zailong felt a fire ignite in his stomach, a fire so intense he wanted to pounce on Li Sha, to plunge into her little pool of water, to cool down, to cool down.

He wiped his sweat, climbed onto the kang (heated brick bed), and grabbed Li Sha's legs with both hands, saying, "Feeling uncomfortable? Let me catch you and I'll make you feel even worse!" With that, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he knelt down on Li Sha's knees, his hands quickly exploring her body.

Lisa cried out, giggling, "Oh dear, oh dear, it tickles, it tickles! Don't touch me, hee hee, hee hee, oh dear, touch my breasts, it feels good there, don't just touch my arms and legs!"

The usually delicate Lisa was now surprisingly strong, writhing beneath Wan Zailong. If her wrists hadn't been tied up beforehand by Ah Chun and his brother, Wan Zailong, no matter how strong, would have been unable to restrain her.

Her hair was soaked with sweat, her pretty face flushed red, and her small lips were plump and alluring.

Especially her legs, regardless of their demureness or exposure, twisted and moved wildly in front of Wan Zailong, doing everything in their power to seduce him. No wonder Ah Qiu was no match for her and almost got ridden by her.

Seeing that he couldn't subdue her, Wan Zailong simply grabbed a bed sheet from the kang (a heated brick bed), tore it into several pieces, and tied it to her ankles, securing them to the window frame. This made her body resemble a large "人" (person). Her arms were bound together above her head, and her legs were spread apart and controlled to either side, only able to separate infinitely, unable to close or move freely.

Wan Zailong knelt between her legs, his hands constantly groping her body, from her ankles to her knees, then from her knees to her heels, her stomach, chest, arms, and wrists. He searched several times but couldn't find her. He then focused his attention on her crotch and armpits.

At his touch, Lisha moaned provocatively, her eyes fixed on him, making him feel uneasy.

This woman, when she got aroused, was truly deadly. After several unsuccessful attempts, Lisha couldn't resist any longer. She circled her tongue around her lips and said to Wan Zailong, "Good brother, satisfy me, and I'll come out on my own."

Wan Zailong couldn't resist any longer either.

He had chased Ah Chun out, closed the door, and stayed with the man's wife for a long time. If he didn't finally cure her "problem," it wouldn't make sense.

There was no way he could resist a woman like that; it would be foolish, especially since this woman was practically begging him to have her! Wan Zailong gripped Lisha's carotid artery with one hand, deliberately glaring at her with a fierce look, and said, "Really? You'll leave once I satisfy you? Let me tell you, if you dare to sleep with me, I'll crush you! Do you believe me?" Lisha's gaze gradually blurred under his stare, captivating his soul as she said, "Yes, if you can make me feel good, I'll leave."

Wan Zailong didn't hesitate any longer, decisively parting her legs, his dark cannon aimed at her insatiable hole, and forcefully thrusting inside! Lisha let out a moan, almost rolling her eyes in pleasure, her legs clamping together, her body trembling. Wan Zailong felt a powerful surge of heat quickly seep into his lower abdomen from where they met, causing him to shudder violently. If he hadn't gritted his teeth and restrained himself, he would have been completely annihilated on the spot.

He knew that Lisha's body harbored a formidable little wild creature, and Wan Zailong dared not underestimate her. Holding his breath, he steadily and firmly thrust into her, each stroke hitting her cervix, causing her to moan and cry out beneath him.

Watching her firm, plump breasts tremble before his eyes, Wan Zailong felt an urge to ejaculate at any moment.

He dared not look into Lisha's alluring eyes any longer, so he simply closed them, opened his mouth, sweat dripping down his face, and began a brutal assault. It

felt as if an invisible hand, soft and boneless, gripped his, sucking and pulling, rubbing and kneading. Wan Zailong could not bear the agonizing itch and began to growl softly.

At this point, it would be either her or him who succumbed first, and he absolutely could not succumb to her first; otherwise, all his effort and sweat would be wasted, and the two brothers, Ah Chun and Ah Chun, waiting outside, would probably not let him off easily.

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