[Urban] Temptation in the Farmland (Complete) - 8

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In Chapter 61 of Volume 1,

Wan Zailong's face had already been rubbed down by the large towel wrapped around her waist, revealing half of her body. Her slender waist was full, and she exuded a fragrance that made his blood rush to his head.

The towel was piled around her waist, covering her most mysterious scenery, but she grabbed one of his hands and proactively placed it inside the towel around her waist.

Wan Zailong's teeth chattered as his hand groped inside the towel, eventually reaching that area that left him bewildered.

The woman trembled, letting out two soft "ahs," and at the same time, her body sank down, her graceful form pressing down on his hooked finger.

Wan Zailong was truly gifted in this area; he understood exactly what the woman wanted. His finger continued to trace, until it reached a small stream, a full stream! He was so surprised that he tried a few more times; for a young boy like him, it was simply unimaginable.

The woman began to laugh and hum, saying, "Little guy, you're quite experienced. Have you been with women before? I originally wanted to see your youthful innocence, but isn't this your first time?"

Wan Zailong used both hands, speaking indistinctly, "Yes, this is my first time. I don't even know what a woman looks like. Why are you acting like you're in heat? What's wrong with you? Did you miss something?"

The woman was uncomfortable from his caresses, straddling him, letting him do as he pleased. He was opening her up, her round, ripe breasts twisting and turning in his arms, extremely alluring. She panted and said, "Today I'll let you get to know women from all angles. Come here, I'll teach you."

At her instruction, Wan Zailong picked her up. At this moment, both of their towels fell to the ground, and Wan Zailong's youthful body was fully exposed in front of this strange woman.

Her gaze swept over him, taking in his features, and she said, "Kid, your natural endowments are practically perfect. Ever thought about coming to the city with me to become an actor?"

Wan Zailong, still greedily devouring her shapely breasts, mumbled, "I only graduated from middle school, I'm not very educated, and I don't have any skills. I... I just want to dig up some food from the fields to fill my stomach."

The woman scolded him for being unambitious, then tightened her grip on his head buried in her chest, moaning and groaning, completely absorbed in her caresses.

Wan Zailong couldn't remember if he had ever tasted his own mother's juices as a baby, so now, when he was with a mature woman, he was particularly drawn to her breasts.

He rubbed and kneaded them, biting and sucking hard, drawing in most of their beauty, making the remaining half rosy and white.

The woman gestured for him not to just attack one half, but to recognize the other three.

Wan Zailong obediently lifted himself from her, his bewildered, reddish eyes scanning her entire body.

Her hair was naturally parted on both sides, and there was a faint scar at the bottom of her abdomen, beneath which covered a patch of rhomboid algae.

Wan Zailong, oblivious to shame, knelt down, staring intently at the woman's figure, his hand gently touching her. He said, "Why are you doing this to me? I don't have any money for you, and besides, why is there a scar on your stomach?"

The woman's hand stroked his hair, deliberately opening her body wider, and she said, "Silly boy, not all women do this to you for your money. I'm just tired of those experienced men. I wanted to see what a tender young man like you is like. I've given birth before, almost died, and had to have surgery to remove the child."

As she spoke, her eyes even welled up with tears.

A complex mix of emotions welled up inside Wan Zailong. He lowered his head, touching the knife in her stomach, and said, "It's so good to know you. You're so beautiful. You're the first woman I've ever seen. I'll never forget you."

The woman laughed again and said, "Silly boy, everyone says that to women, but how many of them truly never forget us? Stop rambling and let's have some fun. I have to go back tomorrow."

Wan Zailong didn't stand on ceremony. He knelt between the woman's legs and began to carefully study her anatomy.

He was inexperienced and driven by curiosity, so he touched her body without restraint, looking around mindlessly.

The woman, unable to bear it any longer, grumbled, "You brat, you're taking this so seriously? Are you really going to just stare and not move? You're so impatient!"

Wan Zailong chuckled foolishly, "It's our first time meeting, so let me look around a bit longer. After you leave, I'll think of you at night and just take care of myself."

The woman liked his simple, unpretentious nature and enlightened him, "Are you really that naive? Don't you know that women don't like bad men? You've got such a strong frame, and such a handsome face. From now on, if you set your sights on a woman, just go for it. In no time, she'll be completely under your thumb."

While listening to the woman's admonitions, Wan Zailong began to explore her breasts with his fingers. He

continued his exploration, and the hidden paradise reminded him of a poem: "The Peach Blossom Pool is a thousand feet deep." Another line: "Alone, I pity the wild grass growing by the stream; no one ferries me, and the boat lies adrift."

Wan Zailong asked childishly, "Are your bodies so delicate? I've seen the pigs, dogs, cows, and sheep I raise, and their bodies are all quite ugly. Compared to them, you're worlds apart. Is this...is this okay?"

The woman, already quite aroused by his teasing, couldn't help but laugh when he asked this. She pinched him hard and said, "You country bumpkin, are you really stupid or just teasing me? Don't your rural teachers teach you about physiology? Don't you know? The smaller the woman, the better. No matter how big your penis is, a woman has the ability to tame you. And the greater the difference in proportion, the better. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so interested in you." (

Volume 1, Chapter 62: Come on up!)

Wan Zailong, while observing and examining the woman's body, said, "Our teacher is a father..." During class, he would sit at the teacher's desk and doze off, leaving us to read on our own. The good students were busy learning the main subjects, and we poor students had no interest in turning the pages.

His fingers, like curious elementary school students, explored the little stream. Director Pan's beautiful body twisted and turned like the White Snake Lady, and she held his wrist, helping him adjust the direction, saying, "Hmm, here, gently, oh, it feels so good, good, rub it again, good girl, it feels so good, your fingers are so strong." Wan Zailong had no time to talk about his skill of picking and breaking tree branches with his fingers since he was a child. He was busy learning the mysterious new knowledge. He felt that the place where his fingers went in was like a winding alley, slippery, and in some places it was like orange peel. He deliberately rubbed it a few times, but who knew that as soon as he did that, she trembled like a leaf.

Director Pan guided him while saying, "You really are an uncultivated wasteland. You can't be so ignorant. Even if you want to live in this vast farmland, you have to live a more respectable life than the average farmer. You need to come into contact with the outside world more often and absorb new information and knowledge from all aspects. Humans are primates. In this life, we can't just eat and sleep like pigs, dogs, cattle, and sheep, and then just sit there in a daze."

Wan Zailong listened absentmindedly, but his hands continued to delve deeper into his studies.

Director Pan finally couldn't be the mentor anymore, groaning, "No, no, I can't take it anymore, I really want to... Come on, let's do the most primal pleasure first."

Wan Zailong clumsily lay down on her, his body completely covering hers, pressing down on her so much she could barely breathe. She pushed him away, saying, "Idiot, are you going to faint like that? You have to use your arms to support yourself, put it in the middle."

Wan Zailong understood immediately, and under her guidance, he successfully found the best position. His eager little dragon was now pressing against her beautiful vulva.

The woman placed one hand on his waist, and the other hand reached down to their bellies, helping to support his little dragon. She actively arched her own waist to meet it, saying, "Follow me, push, waist, waist, oh my."

Wan Zailong's little dragon couldn't find its target, and couldn't probe down to check, so it could only rely on its senses. Guided by her hand, it bumped into the spot, either hitting the clitoris or grazing to the side, making the impatient Director Pan burn with desire, moaning and groaning.

She simply pressed his waist with her small hand, ordering him not to move, just keep his little dragon erect, and then she raised her waist herself, actively welcoming his.

Wan Zailong only felt a small, tight, and full-bodied vagina envelop his dry, burning member. A tingling sensation surged from there, making his inexperienced body tremble with pleasure.

He couldn't help but moan, and the woman's hand pressed down on his waist, pushing down hard. Goodness, it was so smooth and dense, completely enveloping his young little dragon and deeply sucking it in. Wan Zailong felt a darkness before his eyes, saw stars, and almost fainted from the pleasure.

He trembled all over, unable to resist straightening his back again, thrusting and pounding forcefully. The woman moaned and groaned beneath him, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist like ropes.

The sensation was so damn wonderful that Wan Zailong felt his soul being sucked out. His arms braced on either side of her body, his waist arching back and forth. Her muscles were firm and taut from the effort, so strong that they couldn't be pinched.

The woman arched her back, gently welcoming his thrusts and caresses, whispering incoherently, "It feels so good, it's so big, you naughty boy, how can you be so hard? Ah, it feels so good, I love you so much."

Encouraged by her, Wan Zailong rose higher, thrusting relentlessly towards that wondrous paradise, wanting to thrust more and more with each movement. His breathing was rougher than the broken bellows at Grandma Liu's house in the village, sweat dripping from his hair and falling into the woman's open vulva, which she swallowed with each opening and closing.

Wan Zailong lived up to the woman's expectations. On their first try, he thrust for over ten minutes, bringing her to orgasm twice. During those ten minutes, the novice relentlessly moved at high speed, without any fancy techniques, leaving him exhausted and numb, yet incredibly comfortable.

Because of his naturally superior physique, even though his genitals hadn't been fully explored, he could still satisfy this woman, who was known for her promiscuity, leaving her limp and exhausted in his powerful assault.

Since it was their first time, Wan Zailong's genitals were excessively sensitive, and combined with the woman's skillful movements, after more than ten minutes, he finally increased his strength with her second intense contraction, thrusting repeatedly until he had penetrated her deep inside.

The woman stroked his shoulders with satisfaction, puffing out a soft sigh as she rewarded him, saying, "Kid, you're amazing! So young, and you made me feel good on my first time. You're definitely worth developing and training. Come with me, I'll make you a star."

Wan Zailong said blankly, "Thank you, but... I'm really naive. I feel pretty good here in our village. Seeing all that bustling city life on TV, all those tall buildings, it's so oppressive, it makes me dizzy."

The woman sighed, "You little rascal, you're hopeless. You can't do without ambition. Oh well, I was just saying. I can't guarantee I can make you a star right now. Maybe later, when you grow up and want to go to the city, you can come find me." [The following text appears to be an unrelated advertisement: "Gift! [Advertisement for a male delay spray] Still

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She gave him a phone number, which Wan Zailong memorized.

The two washed up, then went into the room to eat. Wan Zailong, young and vigorous, regained his energy. Looking at the woman's ripe breasts, he pounced on her like a wolf.

The woman laughed, letting him touch and nibble on her, saying, "This time, don't be impatient, I'll teach you a few more tricks."

Wan Zailong was still young, and at that time he hadn't had the chance to see any pictures or films. Hearing the woman say this, he lifted himself up from her and asked, "How do you teach me? What else can I do?"

Chapter 63 of Volume 1, The Empty Female Director.

The woman tapped his nose with her finger and said, "Didn't you say you'd seen the dogs and sheep in your village, like them?"

Wan Zailong thought blankly for a moment and said, "People can do that too? Wouldn't that be animalistic?"

Director Pan chuckled and said, "Why can't people? People are animals too. Doing such natural things, however you feel happy, the experience is different. You'll know once you try it." "Okay."

Looking at the beautiful female director, a complete stranger, flirting with him in every way, Wan Zailong asked stupidly, "Are you short of people? Why would you look at a country boy like me?"

Director Pan chuckled, reached out and touched his face, saying, "Silly boy, what do you mean 'looking at you'? She's twice your age, why would she look at you? Hehehe, don't tease me, it's just loneliness, a very deep loneliness, my heart is as empty as the reeds by this river, the autumn wind blowing fiercely, a desolate scene."

As she spoke, her beautiful eyes narrowed, she casually picked up a cigarette case from the cabinet, took out a cigarette, lit it with a snap, took a deep drag, and then slowly blew out a string of misty smoke rings.

Wan Zailong had seen many country women smoke, some smoking dry tobacco, some smoking cigarettes, but seeing Director Pan smoking so gracefully was truly a first for him.

Director Pan truly seemed like a woman straight out of a movie or television series, almost unreal, yet now she lay there before Wan Zailong, her body undisturbed, puffing on her cigarette.

The world was vast; the outside world must be incredibly exciting. Wan Zailong felt even more acutely aware of his own ignorance and insignificance.

Director Pan seemed somewhat downcast. After a few cigarettes, she gestured for Wan Zailong to get some wine from the room's liquor cabinet, found two glasses, and asked him to have a drink with her.

Drinking was no problem for Wan Zailong; he could brew his own grain liquor and could easily down a pound and a half of 50-proof liquor.

Director Pan's alcohol tolerance seemed quite good as well; she downed a large glass of wine in two gulps. Aside from a more attractive smudge of rouge on her face, she showed no signs of intoxication.

As the alcohol flowed, her thoughts stirred, and this beautiful woman became more talkative.

She knelt down, letting Wan Zailong massage her smooth back, saying, "Kid, getting to this point hasn't been easy."

Wan Zailong was stunned by this mature woman. The young man didn't know what to say, so he earnestly massaged her back and shoulders, waiting for her to continue.

Director Pan didn't talk about the hardships of a woman's long journey, but simply mocked, "People, before they've seen the outside world, only want to fly farther and higher, even at any cost; in the process of pursuing that, it's like being pushed into a vortex by an invisible hand, spinning wildly, unable to stop. When they're tired, weary, panicked, and want to go back, they realize they've lost enough, and they can never go back."

She spoke too vaguely, and Wan Zailong only vaguely understood, but her delicate skin, under his hands, was white with a pinkish tinge, like beautiful peach petals, making him want to kneel down, smell it, and inhale its fragrance.

Director Pan, hearing him huffing and puffing silently behind her, suddenly laughed and turned to him, saying, "You're still too young. Talking to you like this is like playing music to the crops in the field. Let me tell you, I'm utterly disappointed in you people. Maybe all women are like this; before twenty, they're pure and innocent gems, but after twenty, after experiencing more, they all become two-faced bastards."

Wan Zailong didn't understand the meaning of her dreamlike words. He just murmured heavily, "Right now, right now I don't understand anything, I just like you. You're so beautiful, so white. I, I want to kiss you, is that okay?"

His young body pressed against Director Pan's back; his hands, used for hard labor since childhood, were very strong, massaging her comfortably.

She turned around, giving him a haughty glare, and said, "I'm not here to give you a lecture on life; I just want to enjoy myself. Come on, let the pleasure wash over you and forget all your pain."

As if receiving a decree, Wan Zailong lowered himself and began to frantically kiss Director Pan's smooth, alabaster-like back.

He didn't know how to kiss properly; he just licked and sucked mindlessly, making Director Pan feel like dry tinder had caught fire, panting exaggeratedly.

While she writhed her plump, white body beneath him, she warned him, "Kid, be gentle, don't leave any marks. All that effort will be wasted. Oh, you little rascal, what's this made of? It's stronger than flint!"

Wan Zailong was new to women; a woman's delicate skin was like a magnet to him. Once his hands were drawn in, he couldn't pull them away. He kissed Director Pan all over, making her so wildly happy, as if her soul was about to leave her body.

As Wan Zailong's hands moved over her full, beautiful breasts, she finally couldn't resist any longer. She hugged him and said, "Boy, I can't take it anymore! I need you to thrust in hard! I'm so empty! Get up, I'll teach you from behind."

With that, she got up, knelt before Wan Zailong, and raised her beautiful body high. Wan Zailong, kneeling behind her, saw her halved white breasts, so beautiful. He instantly felt aroused, and his lower abdomen hardened like iron.

Director Pan gestured for him to press against her. Wan Zailong already knew the basic structure of a woman's body, and this time it was instantaneous. He stepped forward, his hands grasping her slender waist. She moved even more forcefully, softly saying, "Come in, you have enough energy, you don't need to use your hands to make it feel good."

Wan Zailong obediently moved closer, supporting his penis with his hands, thrusting forward, finding the right spot, pinching tightly, and slowly pushing in. In

Chapter 64 of Volume 1

, Director Pan, seemingly tireless, began to sway back and forth, her movements incredibly pleasurable.

Wan Zailong felt as if a thousand ants were crawling all over him, admiring the intimate place where the two were joined, sweating profusely as he launched a new attack. At this moment, the woman's beautiful body writhed beneath him, truly resembling a maddened wolf. Wan Zailong recalled the scene of his wolf battling among a pack of female dogs, his virility surging, his movements relentless, until the elegant Director Pan was trembling uncontrollably.

He hadn't expected that people could be like this, not necessarily having to pin a woman down. This position was even tighter, and the visual impact was also intense.

Later, Director Pan was completely subdued beneath Zailong, her body lying straight, while Zailong tirelessly lay behind her, continuing his unrestrained movements within her closed body.

That last time, she was completely unable to resist. Lying on the ground, she let Wan Zailong do as he pleased, like a harvester reaping crops, going at it with great fervor. She was practically broken from all the thrusting. Those final few sprints nearly left her exhausted.

Because of the severe physical exertion, Director Pan, though fully hydrated, felt strangely empty. So he called the hotel's internal phone to have food delivered.

A moment later, there was a knock at the door. Director Pan gestured for Wan Zailong to open it, forgetting to cover himself properly, and clumsily opened the door.

The waitress pushing the food cart was a young woman. Upon seeing Wan Zailong's exposed body, she was terrified and turned to run away. In her haste, her high heel twisted, and she fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face from the pain.

Wan Zailong stood there, frozen, too nervous to know what to do.

Director Pan pointed at him, but he didn't react. He simply wrapped his body in a towel, went to help the waitress up, and asked her with concern, "How's your foot injury? Walk around a bit and see.

" Because Wan Zailong was still standing there with something dangling from his penis, the girl didn't dare look at him. She stood up shyly, lowered her head, and whispered, "It's nothing."

Director Pan took out some banknotes from her bag and handed them to her, saying, "Go buy some ointment for yourself."

After the girl left, Wan Zailong said, "You're really rich. She wasn't even hurt, and you gave her so much money."

Director Pan picked up a piece of food and fed it to him, eating as she went, saying, "I've been there when I was serving others like that. I know the hardships of service workers."

She didn't finish her sentence. Wan Zailong vaguely thought that this woman's own story was like a TV drama.

Wan Zailong finished several plates of food, and the energy he had just used up was quickly replenished. Seeing Director Pan's plump, peach-like breasts as she emerged from the bathroom, he went over and embraced her again.

Director Pan laughed and scolded him, but he couldn't refuse her groping and biting, so she let him forcefully push her down.

At only fifteen years old, Wan Zailong, once he began to experience the joys of life, his youthful body seemed tireless, and he was thoroughly aroused by her in the middle of the night, leaving Director Pan unable to let go.

Because she was so thoroughly aroused, she knelt before Wan Zailong and began kissing his youthful body. She decided to further train this wildly growing barley seedling from the mountains.

Wan Zailong never expected this city director to kiss him so passionately. He said, "Don't you mind? Your wife is too slippery, I can't stand it."

The elegant Director Pan said sweetly, "If I disliked you, I wouldn't have come to you. A young man like you is like a strong sorghum stalk in a field, pure and unpolluted. I like that. You can spoil me, kid. This is different from that. Like you said, it's incredibly comfortable."

Wan Zailong was completely aroused. He had only spent half the night with this woman, but he had already become completely enlightened, understanding the endless pleasure and essence of this affair. He decisively embraced her and pressed her against him. Because it was their first time, he had no technique; he simply sucked her in and thrust hard. Director Pan's vagina tightened, and Wan Zailong's went numb.

At the same time, his little dragon suddenly leaped and burrowed, erupting like a volcano. Wan Zailong, like a wolf, frantically thrust, releasing his youthful desires in front of the woman.

After a few rounds of this, the woman was completely exhausted, with dark circles under her eyes, and could only lie panting beneath Wan Zailong. She said contentedly, "You little rascal, you're a natural womanizer. I've never had so many rounds like tonight. It's such a surprise!" When they parted, the woman gave Wan Zailong some money, saying, "Kid, when you're more mature, go find someone. It's a real waste for you to stay in the countryside."

Young Wan Zailong didn't know if he would ever see this beautiful city woman again, and he parted with her with great reluctance.

From then on, Wan Zailong truly understood women. Whenever he had the chance, he would shamelessly overpower any woman who came across him, showering them with pleasure.

His ignorant and mischievous youth was thus squandered for several years.

Volume 1, Chapter 65: Dantian Heats Up.

At this moment, in the mountains, Li Qinghe, the girl he longed for but could never reach, was intently typing on her keyboard. Wan Zailong lay on a large rock outside the mountain, recalling the woman who had

led him to the world of the supernatural. The thought of her arousing him made his body burn with desire. He glanced at Li Qinghe's beautiful back, feeling she was like a pure white lotus flower. Just watching her from afar was enough to make his heart flutter with satisfaction. He had been with so many women, but he had never imagined he would dare to touch Li Qinghe.

She was his goddess. If possible, he wanted to protect her for life. He dared not touch her, but he also didn't want anyone else to touch her.

The thought of her one day dating wealthy men in the city, letting them undress her, kiss her, touch her, and insert their sinful bodies into her pure body, her moaning and groaning under their touch, made Wan Zailong unable to bear the thought any longer.

Thinking of moving, the young and strong little dragon inside was so hard and uncomfortable that Wanzailong pulled down his waist and freed the little dragon from inside.

Inside, Little Zailong throbbed, feeling comfortable in the breeze. He gently held his hand, tenderly stroking Little Zailong, thinking, "Buddy, don't you miss that girl inside?

I miss her, I'd die for her.

But, brother, you'll never have the chance to be with her. You're so pathetic, she's so beautiful; you're so filthy, she's so pure. She's our moon in the mirror, our flower in the mirror."

Since eating the old wolf's whip, his already stronger Little Zailong had become even more robust and adept at handling it. Wan Zailong often felt he couldn't quite control Little Zailong's manic energy, yet he could skillfully control its shape and intent at crucial moments. The

old wolf that had died, Grandpa said, was the orphan of the wolf king of the great grasslands. Although the wolf king's unfortunate son only lived for about twenty years in Longshan, never having the chance to roam and dominate the grasslands like his father, its lineage must possess the wolf king's magic.

Wan Zailong felt a mysterious power lurking within him, keeping his dantian in a warm, self-sustaining state. He knew that if he needed it, that power would control his little dragon, making it soar through the heavens and earth, riding the clouds and mist, causing chaos and confusion.

He even thought that if he were a feudal emperor with three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines, he could feed them all to excess.

With nothing to do, he practiced "breathing exercises," which involved controlling his little dragon to stand upright, facing the moonlight, stretching, contracting, swaying, bouncing, and spinning.

Wan Zailong didn't know if others could control its length, size, and thickness as freely as he could. As he controlled his little dragon with his mind, he thought that he could no longer mindlessly ejaculate while having sex with women like before; he needed to pay attention to technique and refinement.

Just as he was engrossed in his game, Li Qinghe came out. He hurriedly climbed up from the stone, tensed his abdomen, and the penis that had been draped below his waist automatically sprang back into the elastic waistband, still creating a large tent inside.

Wan Zailong didn't want his idol to notice his lewd thoughts, so he deliberately shrugged and hunched over, stammering to Qinghe, "You, why did you come out?"

Li Qinghe smiled shyly and said, "It's getting late, I, I should go back. Zailong, thank you for lending me your computer."

Wan Zailong suddenly mustered his courage, pulled a glittering gold object from his pocket, and handed it to her, saying, "Qinghe, this is for you."

Li Qinghe took it and saw that it was a very thick gold necklace!

She asked, puzzled, "Zailong, why did you give me this? Is it real? I can't accept this."

Without another word, she shoved it back into his hand, flustered, "I...I have to go home. You should get some rest too."

Wan Zailong blushed crimson at her refusal, quickly following her, saying, "Qinghe, you...you don't misunderstand. I didn't mean anything by it. I just got this by accident. I have no use for it, and I thought only a girl like you deserves to wear it. Don't many women like this? That's why I wanted to give it to you."

Actually, it wasn't an accident; he had done it intentionally. After getting Wan Fada's gold dog chain, he had the remaining piece made into a women's necklace. He didn't think too much about it; he just hoped Qinghe would accept the chain, so that when she went to Beijing, he would feel his soul always being with her.

Li Qinghe hurried ahead, saying, "Zailong, I... I don't like gold jewelry. Besides, I can't just accept something so valuable from you. You should give it to another girl later. I have to go home."

Upon hearing this, Wan Zailong felt as if a huge iceberg had smashed into his heart, leaving a gaping, icy hole. He thought, "Li Qinghe must look down on my vulgar gold chain. What a mess I've made!"

Because of his resentment and guilt, Wan Zailong stayed close to Qinghe, trying to explain further, saying, "I'm sorry, don't misunderstand. I really didn't mean anything by it. I... I'll take you home. It's getting late, and it's not safe for a girl like you to walk through the vegetable garden alone."

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Qinghe knew her words had also hurt Zailong's pride, so she didn't continue to stop him from taking her home. They walked silently together, one after the other, through the deep fields.

The vegetable garden was quiet, save for the rustling of the leaves in the wind. To break the oppressive silence, Li Qinghe said softly, "Zailong, are you going to stay in the village forever? Haven't you thought about leaving the countryside and seeing the world?"

Wan Zailong, unsure of her meaning, hesitated and said, "I... I don't have much education or skills. What would I do in the city?"

Seeing his bewildered expression, Li Qinghe couldn't help but laugh. "There are more opportunities in the city," she said. "You can wander around and maybe find something to do. Many bosses aren't educated, but they still run large companies and hire many educated people to work for them."

Wan Zailong was moved by her gentle words. A gentle breeze blew into his ears, making him feel as if he were bathed in a soft ocean. He quickly said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll definitely go to Beijing sometime to see you. You... you'll recognize me as a fellow townsman then, right? You won't think I'm embarrassing you, will you?" Seeing his silly,

clueless look, Li Qinghe couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. She said, "How could I not recognize you as a fellow townsman, Zailong? If you want to go to Beijing, just come find me. I'll definitely show you around."

Hearing her words, Wan Zailong felt as if the grass beneath his feet was made of cotton, soft and tingling. He really wanted to pick up the girl in front of him and shout a few words of joy.

But he didn't dare to be presumptuous. He could domineeringly drag other women into a cornfield and force them down, but in front of Li Qinghe, he was a little prisoner with his hands and feet tied. She was his goddess, and he didn't even dare to have any improper thoughts.

Just as they reached Li Qinghe's house, she smiled back at him, waved, and said, "Zailong, you should go back now."

Then, she slipped into her courtyard, disappearing from Wan Zailong's sight like a beautiful fox spirit.

He stood outside her door for a long time, until all the lights were off, before turning back.

He placed his hand on his lower abdomen, stroking his lonely member, which, like him, was lonely, strong, and powerful, yet desperately needed companionship and comfort.

Passing Li Doumiao's sewing workshop, it was quiet; it seemed the women weren't working overtime that night.

Reaching the window of her small house facing the street, Wan Zailong heard a sound that made his heart pound.

He knew that sound all too well; whenever a woman was pinned down, she would involuntarily make that sound. It was like thunder, capable of unleashing a refreshing rain, and like a horn, fueling the charge.

There wasn't a soul in sight in the streets and alleys. Unable to contain his curiosity, Wan Zailong stopped and pressed his ear against the window of Li Doumiao's house, listening intently.

Could it be that Qinghe's twin sister had someone else? Li Doumiao was a shrewd and spirited girl; everyone in the surrounding area coveted her, but everyone knew she was proud and wouldn't stoop to anyone's attention.

He'd never heard of her dating anyone. But the sound, separated only by a pane of glass, was crystal clear—unmistakably the sound of a woman in intense desire and pleasure.

He heard suppressed, low moans and soft groans seeping from the window crack, like cat claws scratching at Wan Zailong's eardrums. These cat claws even burrowed into his ears, down to his lower abdomen, and then grasped his erect penis.

"Ah, oh, I want it so much, I want it so much."

Intermittent, low moans assaulted Wan Zailong's excited nerves. He decisively closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were more at ease with the darkness concealed by the windowpane.

The window had dense iron bars, and the panes couldn't be opened. Li Doumiao was wealthy and knew how to enjoy life; she had installed a small air conditioner in the room, so she didn't need to open the window even in the summer nights—the first air conditioner in Ming Village!

Wan Zailong stared intently, searching for a gap in the tightly closed curtains. Finally, he found a glimpse of the kang (heated brick bed) by the window. He

could vaguely make out the body of a fair-skinned young girl, writhing like a snake. Moans emanated from Li Doumiao's body; it seemed the girl was seriously pregnant and longing for someone.

Although Wan Zailong had been with many women, witnessing an unmarried girl like this was truly a first for him.

His already restrained erection, already hidden by Li Qinghe's side, now stood erect like a stone tablet.

Wan Zailong braced his hands against the windowpane of Li Doumiao's house, his abdomen pressed tightly against the hard brick wall, staring intently as he tried to discern the light streaming through the kang (heated brick bed), clearly feeling his breathing become labored.

Volume 1, Chapter 67:

Li Doumiao, a young woman in the thirties, had been haunted by the image of that man ever since she met him at the foot of the mountain, especially his half-smiling eyes, which made her heart race and her face inexplicably flush.

That day, she bought a laptop, but couldn't wait for the internet cable to be installed, so she bought a wireless network card to make do.

She knew Qinghe wanted a computer, but she didn't dare admit she had just bought one, and that she had to stay at the processing point that evening, so she didn't stay with Qinghe at home.

She wanted to quickly search online for outdoor activity forums in the county and city. She had seen their car with a "Donkey Outdoor" banner, and she thought that person must be active on that outdoor organization's forum; she should be able to find him.

Sure enough, on the local information portal forum, she found the moderator of the "Donkey Outdoor Club" in the outdoor activities section—it was none other than "Cleaver Ruthless," the person in her photo.

Why did he choose the screen name "Cleaver Ruthless"? Haha, interesting, interesting. At first glance, he appeared refined and cultured, but a closer look at his eyes revealed an unusually cunning and ruthless quality. Li Doumiao liked this enigmatic feeling.

She closed the door and browsed through all of Cleaver Ruthless's posts, finding herself increasingly interested in him.

Looking at the photo of him smiling mischievously at her on the webpage, Li Doumiao's heart raced, and a strange feeling arose within her.

She began to fantasize about what it would be like to go hiking and mountain climbing with such a person, to flirt with him, and to have a romantic relationship

. Thinking this, her heart fluttered.

She browsed aimlessly online, driven by a restless heart. She opened some websites featuring older women, and the pictures and articles, both shocking and alluring to this young woman, made her feel hot all over, a strange sensation coursing through her body. She imagined herself like those women on the website, held tightly in the arms of her beloved, kissed deeply, caressed, pressed down, letting them conquer her feminine territory. It was already late. She was alone in the large sewing workshop. She hadn't turned on the air conditioner, and the windows were closed; it was stuffy, but she liked this quiet stuffiness.

She took off all her clothes and went to the yard to wash herself in the well water dried in the mud pit. Her young body was so beautiful, white, radiating a beautiful glow.

She returned to the kang (heated brick bed), lay there, her breasts as straight as a young poplar tree. Her hands couldn't help but cover them, massaging them. A strong electric current surged through her body; she began to writhe and moan.

She closed her eyes, letting her hands wander freely, imagining it was "Cleaver Ruthless" kissing her passionately.

The petite and carefree Li Doumiao had never really paid attention to the young men from the fields; their earthy smell left her feeling nothing.

But she never expected to fall for a city man she'd only met once, especially one over thirty. After meeting "Cleaver Ruthless," Li Doumiao suddenly understood that her mind was indeed better suited to testing her feelings against a seasoned acquaintance. Thinking of "

Cleaver Ruthless's" wicked smile, Li Doumiao's fingers finally touched the area between her legs. Looking at the moist area, she inserted her fingers, the intense stimulation causing her to spasm. She cried out, her mind hazy, "I miss you so much, I miss you so much, Cleaver Ruthless, I miss you, do you know? Where are you now?"

Her fingers moved faster and smoother, her unfulfilled desire making her roll around on the bed, yearning for something stronger to penetrate her and satisfy her.

A soft sound startled Li Doumiao; she instinctively smelled a masculine scent and asked in a low voice, "Who?"

But before she could understand, a dark shadow pounced on her, a fiery body pressing against hers.

Li Doumiao was terrified; she struggled against the body pressing down on her, making muffled noises, her bare body writhing beneath him. The man was

forceful; his body decisively parted her already loose opening, and a hard, hot, unfamiliar body pressed forcefully against Li Doumiao's already aroused clitoris.

Her body, already starved for life, trembled deeply from the sudden impact, and she couldn't help but let out a satisfied moan.

Wan Zailong, being an honest man, didn't want to do things in secret. Worried that she might make a scene and attract the villagers, he continued to kiss and grope her while whispering, "Doumiao, Doumiao, don't be afraid, it's me, Zailong."

Li Doumiao recognized his voice and asked in a trembling voice, "Zailong? Why are you here? You, you let me go, what are we doing?" (

Chapter 68, Volume 1: A Countryside Night)

Wan Zailong, while tearing off his clothes, said, "I was walking outside your house and heard your voice. I know you wanted it, and you've made me unable to resist. Come on, let's do it, it'll be comfortable for both of us, I'll definitely satisfy you."

Li Doumiao was embarrassed and angry. She pushed him away, saying, "You bastard, what business is it of yours what I want? I don't want you, you unambitious country bumpkin. I don't want to marry you, how can we do this? Let me go!"

Wan Zailong's hand had already decisively reached into her fragrant secret place. He chuckled and said, "Doumiao, don't be so hard. You want this, I don't believe you can resist. Come on, women have to go through this sooner or later. Experience it early and enjoy it. I didn't intend to marry you, you little slut. We can be comfortable, but nothing else matters."

As he spoke, his strong, steely fingers began to roam freely in Li Doumiao's overflowing little channel.

His fingers were long, thick, and incredibly strong. How could Li Doumiao, a girl who had never experienced "human affairs," withstand such caresses? She trembled violently as if she had been electrocuted, and a series of uncontrollable moans escaped from her throat. She hadn't expected to be touched so well; she really couldn't take it anymore.

Wan Zailong, having grasped Li Doumiao's frenzied state, abandoned his pretense of being a gentleman. After her clothes were thrown under the kang (

heated brick bed), his firm member pressed against Doumiao's chest. His erection pressed against her, making her gasp with pleasure.

His weight on Doumiao silenced her, and then he began to caress her nipples with both hands, while his lower body began to thrust wildly.

Li Doumiao was conflicted, wanting to push him away but unwilling to give up the pleasure of being completely violated. In her hesitation, Wan Zailong's body forcefully thrust inside her. It hurt, and Li Doumiao nervously tried to pull back, but the hard, cold kang offered no escape, and at the same time, Wan Zailong's member thrust in again with force.

The burning, sharp pain made Li Doumiao's brows furrow. As she tried to break free, Wan Zailong's virgin member thrust again.

It wasn't just Li Doumiao who was in pain; Wan Zailong also gasped. But the die was cast, and he couldn't hold back. He'd been deflowered many times before; this pain was nothing. The pleasure that followed was what he truly desired.

He panted as he thrust, saying, "Hmm, Doumiao, are you a virgin? I really didn't expect it. Seeing how fierce you usually are, I thought you'd already tasted it all. You really haven't had anyone yet?"

His thrusting caused Li Doumiao unbearable pain, but she was desperate. Tonight, she needed it so badly; it felt like her fertility would ripen overnight. She didn't care if it was her first time; enjoying herself was the priority.

Wan Zailong's thrusting made her impatient. She pinched his strong, pillar-like arm hard and said, "What does it matter to you whether I have someone or not? Just focus on your work, you rascal! Hmm, how many women have you ruined like this? Seems quite experienced."

Wan Zailong knew it was her first time, so he softened his movements, not using brute force, but tentatively pushing in little by little, saying, "How can I easily tell you this? You're not my wife, hehe. Just hold on tight, I guarantee I'll make sure you're comfortable and satisfied. You have to bear with it, it'll definitely hurt a bit this time, but it'll be fine once it's really in. If you can't hold back, bite my shoulder, I can take it."

As he spoke, he thrust his hips forward, and Li Doumiao cried out in pain, opening her mouth slightly and biting his shoulder tightly.

Seeing that she was cooperating, he stopped wasting time, found the right direction, and thrust in decisively.

Li Doumiao was sweating profusely from the pain, desperately hitting him, but by then they were completely intertwined, each other in the other, and any further struggle was futile. Wan Zailong relaxed, panting, "Doumiao, you're so tender, so good, ah, so comfortable."

The unfamiliar feeling of being invaded and filled after being truly penetrated gave Li Doumiao a satisfaction she had never experienced before. She frowned, enduring Wan Zailong's relentless assault with a mixture of pain and novelty, saying, "Of course you're tender, I'm still a green bean sprout, I didn't expect you to pick the freshest one, ah, be gentle, it still hurts." Just as Wan Zailong was about to

speak, they heard footsteps tiptoeing towards the window, accompanied by suppressed laughter from a woman.

It was late, and the countryside was very quiet. Even the careful movements of those outside startled the two people on the kang (heated brick bed) inside, making them press tightly together, too afraid to move.

Because of their intense tension, they heard the hushed whispers outside the window clearly.

It was the voice of Li Jun and Liu Gua from the village.

Li Jun said, "Sister-in-law, you have to help your brother this time! Who are you to blame? Shan Yulian's bedrock? If that little firecracker Yulian finds out you slept with her man and even went to her parents' house while she was away, don't you think she'd skin you alive and make her two brothers take turns riding you?" (

Chapter 69, Volume 1, Teasing Li Doumiao)

Liu Gua chuckled and said, "Jun, you heartless bastard, have you forgotten what you said when I was pregnant? You said I was your own mother, and you could never forgive me in your life!" "You'd be happy to drink my urine. Hehe, let me tell you, out of all the people in our village, only Zhu Zi hasn't been able to get his way with me yet. I don't believe he's really that afraid of his wife. Yu Lian wasn't home tonight, and I actually succeeded,"

Li Jun said upon hearing this. "Sister-in-law, I'm jealous! I knew you'd go to Zhu Zi's house while Yu Lian was away, so I specially waited outside to catch you. Hehe, you definitely have to help me in the next village committee election. With your secret connections, a lot of men in our village will vote for me."

Liu Guaxian Just as Li Jun was holding her in his arms and caressing her, her voice was noticeably heavy with breath. She moaned, "What's so great about a lousy village committee member? You're just upset about being beaten by Li Bing, aren't you? Ouch, be gentle, I haven't even washed my pants yet."

Li Jun said, "I don't mind that you're dirty, as long as you're willing to help me. I just can't stand being outdone by that kid Li Bing. I've always wanted to be better than him to feel good."

Liu Gua couldn't take it anymore and whimpered, "Okay, I promise you, I'll let you ride me..." "I'll let everyone choose you. Oh, you've made your sister-in-law want you again."

Li Jun kissed her, "Come on, let's go to your house. My wife went back to her parents' house today, I'm going to kill you."

The two finally managed to get together and went to Liu Gua's house. Li Doumiao cursed, "That Liu Gua, she's really promiscuous. I bet all the young and strong men in our village have become her 'brothers-in-law'."

Yu Lian and Zhu Zi's houses were right next to Li Doumiao's. It seemed that Li Jun was planning to use Liu Gua's promiscuity to find something to hold against her.

Liu Gua was thirty-five years old, with delicate skin, fair complexion, and bright eyes. After she died in a car accident, she hadn't had time to remarry. In just one year, almost anyone who could "pay tribute" to her and befriend her could climb onto her and ride her at will.

Wan Zailong overheard what Li Jun was talking about with Liu Gua and decided to help Li Bing, who was plotting to overthrow him. But that's a story for later. Right now, his penis is driven into Li Doumiao's vagina. Liu Gua and the others have gone home to have their fun, and he needs to seize the opportunity to have his fun too.

After the tension subsided, he began to thrust again.

Li Doumiao's hands were pressed tightly against his, gritting her teeth and begging him to be gentle, saying that he was hurting her too much.

Once the first line of defense was breached, Wan Zailong, as the attacker, didn't feel the pain like the receiver. Apart from the tight embrace, there was nothing else to worry about.

While he was working hard on Li Doumiao, he said, "It's okay, it'll be fine after the pain. Now, don't you feel it? It feels good, doesn't it? It's so tender."

Li Doumiao did feel a pleasure that was even stronger than pain. She finally knew that being oppressed like this really felt good. His strong body was so hard and powerful, and she liked the satisfaction of being conquered. His thrusts into her soft vagina were more satisfying than counting a wad of cash.

Only after experiencing it did she realize how robust a human body could be, as thick and hard as the handle of her family's shovel. Although there was a tearing, stinging pain, as it became smoother and smoother, a wonderful sensation spread throughout her body, making her want only to thrust her penis and eagerly receive his thrusts.

Wan Zailong never dreamed that he would give himself to Li Qinghe's sister, Li Doumiao, this little firecracker, first. He was pounding into her tender little thing, his engorged penis swelling into a mushroom shape, scraping her little thing tightly with each thrust, reaching all the way to the soles of her feet.

Li Doumiao closed her eyes, stretching out in both pain and pleasure, her hands gripping his back, scratching his skin, sweat dripping down, both painful and pleasurable. He relentlessly ravaged her round, ripe breasts, thrusting into her with muffled, forceful strokes, each time reaching the climax and splashing with pleasure. If it weren't for the fact that it was Li Doumiao's first time, and he wasn't worried about her being hurt by his powerful member, Wan Zailong would have loved to let his little dragon, comparable to a wolf's whip, churn inside her all night.

He had already tried to control himself and finish within thirty minutes, but Li Doumiao was still exhausted, her body limp like mud, completely melted on the bed.

When he rolled off her, she couldn't even lift her arms, weakly cursing him and ordering him to wipe the bed clean for her.

Wan Zailong chuckled and turned on the bedside lamp. Good heavens, her beautiful body was soaked red with his smear, the plastic bed mat covered in slippery, translucent red stains. He grabbed some toilet paper and wiped her genitals, using up half a roll.

Li Doumiao helplessly turned off the desk lamp, embarrassed to have her still-young Guangzi Chen in front of him, and said, "You bastard, you're not allowed to mention this to anyone tonight, understand? Otherwise, I'll tear your mouth apart."

Wan Zailong said smugly, "I just tore your little thing to shreds, and you're already acting tough? Haha, don't worry, I, Wan Zailong, am not that reckless. I'm afraid your future little one will try to blame me. We've both had our fun, so we're even. If you need anything in the future, just come to me, and I'll definitely continue to provide excellent service."

Li Doumiao was amused by his banter and said, "Wan Zailong, what kind of parents did you have? You're always laughing and wandering around aimlessly. Don't you have any intention of settling down and doing something worthwhile to get married soon? Teacher Liao from the school..." "You say you're a promising student? I really don't know where that old man got that idea from!"

Wan Zailong lay on her kang (heated brick bed), resting his body after exerting himself, and said, "Speaking of that teacher, I really feel I've let him down. Of all my teachers, he was the only one who thought highly of me. You don't know that math teacher, Sun Zhijian. He repeatedly humiliated me, saying my math brain was idiotic, that I was born to be a rural drifter."

Thinking of the discrimination and setbacks he suffered in his youth, Wan Zailong jokingly told Doumiao about it.

Li Doumiao also knew Sun Zhijian, the math teacher from the neighboring village. That guy was a typical opportunist. He would curry favor with students who seemed promising, hoping to gain advantages later. As for students like them who didn't do well in their studies, he would take pleasure in mocking and ridiculing them all day long.

Doumiao wasn't interested in studying, so she suffered a lot from those kinds of teachers. However, her mind wasn't on studying. After graduating from middle school, she started working hard to earn money and didn't care about those frustrating things.

Thinking of Teacher Liao, who had painstakingly guided him, Wan Zailong felt a pang of guilt.

Teacher Liao was a former village teacher in another village in Yingfang Town who had become a full-fledged teacher. For over twenty years, his students were exceptionally outstanding.

Regardless of their abilities, Teacher Liao treated everyone equally, tailoring his teaching to individual needs, discovering their hidden potential, urging them to study diligently, and telling them that children who grew up farming would not be at a disadvantage no matter what profession they pursued.

Teacher Liao's wife had a mental breakdown, and he had no children of his own. Besides meticulously caring for his wife, he devoted all his heart and energy to his teaching career, earning the genuine respect and admiration of teachers, students, and parents throughout the town.

At the time, however, Wan Zailong was completely unresponsive. No matter how much Teacher Liao tried to persuade him, he stubbornly dropped out of school and returned to his village to live a carefree, unruly life.

At that moment, Teacher Liao almost burst into tears, saying sadly, "Zailong, I'm convinced you're a very talented and promising student. You're still young and don't understand what's most important in life. You're wasting your precious youth like this, and I, as your teacher, can't control you. I truly feel sorry for your parents whom you've never met. Child, can you listen to me? Try studying for a while longer? Try to get into high school. When you go to university and experience a wider world, you'll understand that I have the best intentions for you."

At that moment, Wan Zailong, incredibly cheeky, said, "Teacher... " "Don't be sad, and don't feel sorry for my parents whom I've never met. They're the ones who wronged me first! If they truly cared for me, would they have abandoned me? Since they abandoned me, it's no big deal for me to abandon myself."

These few words brought tears to Teacher Liao's eyes. He choked out, "Child, you can't think like that. Perhaps your father had his reasons. Life isn't as simple as you think."

No matter how eloquently Teacher Liao tried to persuade him, Wan Zailong was determined to throw down his schoolbag and go home to be a carefree child.

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