[Urban] Temptation in the Farmland (Complete) - 13

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In Chapter 114 of Volume 1, "I'm in Pain

," the cleaver kissed Doumiao's lips from her toes all the way to her inner thigh. Doumiao finally blushed, twisting her body and pushing him away.

She was, after all, only a twenty-year-old girl, and being kissed so deeply by someone she'd only just met was still hard for her to accept.

The cleaver, however, stubbornly held her hands aside and continued his assault on her private parts.

Her pink petals, glistening with dew, emitted a long, soft moan as his penis moved against her. At the same time, her nipples trembled violently, rapidly swelling and protruding beyond the petals.

The cleaver was very satisfied with the girl's reaction to his advances. Doumiao's hands were no longer strong enough to push him away; her whole body slumped beneath him, allowing him to skillfully ravage her.

The cleaver slid harshly across the little bean sprout, feeling its hardness, before its sharp tip nimbly burrowed into the opening of her vulva. Doumiao almost cried out, murmuring, "Ah, yes, yes."

He greedily continued to ravage the girl's delicate flesh, deliberately asking, "Yes? Yes what?"

Doumiao gasped weakly, saying, "Yes, yes you, give it to me quickly, no, it's too uncomfortable."

The cleaver continued to probe the exquisitely moist opening, asking, "Tell me, what do you want? Baby, you're so young, and you already know how to want someone's... you little slut,"

Li Doumiao liked his deliberate humiliation; her hands gripped his hair tightly, trembling as she said, "Yes, I am..." "Little girl, I want your thing, please give it to me, don't torture me anymore, oh."

The cleaver's lower body was already swollen and painful; if it wasn't put in soon, it would probably explode. He couldn't resist playing around any longer, urgently pressing down on the bean sprout, driving his stiff, hard penis deep into the bean sprout's desperately longed-for honey, stretching out and saying, "Baby, I'm coming, here you go!"

The bean sprout pushed her little body forward with force, and the cleaver thrust down hard, their bodies perfectly and tightly fused together, simultaneously emitting comfortable sounds…

The next morning, Wan Zailong, Meimei, and Xiaowan did it again. Xiaowan's newly deflowered little tenderness was completely swollen, and she was in so much pain she dared not close it.

All three of them were sweating, it was so hot and spicy. Wan Zailong said it was fine, they wouldn't return to the city until the afternoon, they would have some fun together again in the afternoon, and first go to the stone pit to wash up.

The three had just stepped out of the mountain when Wan Zailong's old phone rang. He glanced at it and saw it was Li Doumiao calling. His heart skipped a beat. He told Meimei and Xiaowan, "You two go wash up first, I'll come after this call."

After the two girls left together, Wan Zailong hurriedly returned to the mountain, closed the door, and answered the phone with trembling hands.

He hadn't known Qinghe's phone number before; it was only when Qinghe came back and taught him how to use QQ that he had mustered the courage to exchange phone numbers with her.

He never dared to dream that Qinghe would actually call him.

He answered the phone, his voice trembling, "Hello, Qing...Qinghe?"

Li Qinghe's voice on the other end began to cry helplessly, "Zailong, can you tell me Gusheng's phone number?"

Gusheng's number? Why was Qinghe asking for Gusheng's number? Was she crying?

Wan Zailong sensed that something was wrong with Qinghe, so he anxiously asked, "Hey, Qinghe, why are you crying? Did something happen? Where are you? Why are you looking for Gusheng's phone number?"

Li Qinghe cried for a while before saying, "I... I'm fine, it's just that I feel lonely and anxious. I have some things bottled up inside, and it's making me feel bad. I don't know where to go, I just wanted to find someone from my hometown to talk to."

When Wan Zailong heard her crying, his heart ached, and he said impatiently, "Qinghe, don't cry! Are you sure nothing's wrong? You have to tell me, I'll do anything to get to Beijing to help you!"

When Li Qinghe heard that he was really worried, she quickly stopped crying and said, "Zailong, don't worry, I'm really fine, don't worry. I just wanted to occasionally talk to someone from our village who came from the countryside. Never mind, Gusheng and the others are fine." "I can't just go out casually. I was just feeling unwell. It's alright now, goodbye."

Wan Zailong felt a little relieved after hearing her voice calm down. He said, "Are you really alright? Qinghe, don't keep things bottled up inside. You're all alone in Beijing, so you must take good care of yourself. Although your brother is also going through a misfortune and might not be able to take care of you, I can still treat you like a brother. If anything happens, you must tell me. I'll go through fire and water to help you! Got it?"

Li Qinghe was touched by his words and forced a smile. She said, "Yes, I understand. Zailong, thank you. I'm alright now. That's all for now."

After hearing the voice of the girl he had fallen for disappear, Wan Zailong reluctantly put the phone back in his pocket, looked up at the clear blue sky, and shook it vigorously. Now, there were still two other girls who truly trusted him waiting for him.

He

thought he had to go to Beijing as soon as possible to see what the great capital was like.

Just as Wan Zailong crossed the rocky ridge and approached the stone pit, he heard Meimei and Xiaowan scolding each other, "How could you do this? It's too much! Not only did you watch the girls bathe, but you even gave them their clothes back! You're a pervert!"

Puzzled, Wan Zailong went over to investigate and saw Li Jun standing in the stone pit, laughing and throwing small stones at Meimei and Xiaowan, who were huddled together. He said, "Girls, I wasn't just watching, I was watching openly! Haha, it's perverted not to watch pretty girls bathe! Where did you two little fairies come from? Bathing here, you've got some nerve!"

There was a bad legend about Longshan Mountain, and people from the surrounding villages rarely ventured into the mountains, so this small mountain had always been Wan Zailong's private paradise.

Li Jun's wife had recently fallen ill with a strange ailment, and a folk remedy suggested using abandoned wasp nests from the mountain. He had come to the mountain to find one, but unexpectedly, he saw two beautiful girls, like little fairies, bathing in the stone pit!

Li Jun, being a young and strong man, couldn't resist teasing the two girls amidst the enchanting scene in the deserted mountains.

Judging from their clothes and appearance, they were definitely not girls from the surrounding villages; they looked like they were from the city. Li Jun thought, since they didn't know each other, teasing them shouldn't be a problem.

He was imitating Pigsy, standing by the bay teasing the fairies, when Wan Zailong emerged from behind the fields with a fierce look on his face.

Upon seeing his menacing eyes, Li Jun shuddered, hastily dropping the clothes he was holding. He quickly put on a smiling face and said, "Zailong, Zailong? Look, two little fairies have appeared out of nowhere, rudely intruding into your territory, hehe."

Li Jun was about ten years older than Wan Zailong, and Zailong had suffered a lot of bullying from him when they were children.

That year, Li Jun's father died, and after the funeral procession, according to custom, a small noodle dish was distributed to the children of the same clan.

Five-year-old Zai Long was living like a little beggar in the village, eating the scraps of food from everyone he met. Seeing Li Jun's mother distributing small steamed buns with a winnowing basket, he eagerly rushed over, stretching out his dirty little hands, waiting to get one to fill his stomach.

Li Jun's mother felt sorry for Zai Long, and although he wasn't from the same clan, she still took a small bun and prepared to give it to him.

Just as the bun was placed in Zai Long's dirty hand, Li Jun appeared from the side, snatched it away, and said viciously, "This little bastard, always eating from everyone in the village, a born beggar. His surname is Wan, not Li, he has no reason to eat this."

With that, he threw the bun to his dog, who was scavenging for food.

Little Zai Long was starving, and seeing his newly acquired bun swallowed by the dog, he cried out in distress and bit Li Jun's wrist.

Li Jun flew into a rage. He raised his arm and slapped Xiao Zailong across the face, then kicked him two meters away, sending him tumbling to the ground and hitting the wall, where he immediately started bleeding.

Xiao Zailong glared at him, but instead of crying, he scrambled to his feet and rushed at Li Jun, only to be kicked to pieces by the much taller Li Jun, leaving him bruised and battered.

This marked the beginning of their feud. Li Jun often took pleasure in bullying Xiao Zailong, who always bravely endured the abuse.

Until he turned twelve, he finally managed to knock Li Jun to the ground. If Li Jun's mother hadn't rushed to protect her son, Wan Zailong's foot would have crushed Li Jun's testicles!

It's not the tough guys you should fear, but the reckless ones. Li Jun, who had always been arrogant and domineering in front of the young masters, was completely terrified of Wan Zailong after this incident! Because he knew that Wan Zailong was a reckless man, someone he could no longer afford to offend.

Now, suddenly seeing Wan Zailong appear from that direction, Li Jun felt as if he had seen the King of Hell in broad daylight. He instantly froze, his face beaming with a fawning smile, but his feet seemed to be greased, and he threw down his clothes and darted away like a little devil.

He thought to himself, "What a pity for those two. Looks like they're going to get lucky with that kid Zai Long. That kid's capable of anything." Mei Mei and Xiao Wan giggled when they saw Li Jun's terrified expression upon seeing Wan Zai Long, saying, "Brother Zai Long, why is he so afraid of you? You didn't do anything to him."

Wan Zai Long tossed his hair triumphantly, whistled, and said, "Tch, that's the kind of modern scene I want! Haha."

But in his heart, he was thinking fiercely, "That Li Jun, he's messed with me, I don't like him." Seeing the two girls laughing so hard, Wan Zai Long ripped off his clothes and threw them on the grass, then got down, his huge member sticking out. Mei Mei and Xiao Wan quickly covered their faces, blushing, "Ah, you bad brother, you're so shameless!" [The remaining text appears to be

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Volume 1 Chapter 116 Two Beauties Playing with the Dragon

Wanzai Dragon slithered to their side, grabbed their breasts, opened them and bit one of each of their nipples, popped out from inside, and said arrogantly, "You've already done that with your brother, and you still don't dare to look? Haha."

The two girls fluttered like little birds as he bit them, but he stretched out his arm and hugged them both, kissing them on both sides, and said, "Good girls, this mountain is mine, no one dares to easily break in and disturb us, come on, let's have some fun again."

As he spoke, before the two girls could make a shy response, his body plunged into them again, his two hands reaching into the swaying black algae between them, and the two girls immediately came, involuntarily falling into the water, and were choked and quickly struggled to get up, and the three of them played in the water, making a splashing sound.

With only one or two girls, Wan Zailong couldn't handle them all. Remembering the short videos he'd watched online, he whispered a few words in the ears of the two girls. They wriggled coquettishly, unable to resist him, and reluctantly did as he instructed.

Meimei's hands instinctively wrapped around Xiaowan's waist, their bodies shyly pressed together, their two pointed little lotus tips rubbing against each other. The tingling, electric sensation made them both moan softly, and their movements became more relaxed.

Wan Zailong stood between them, watching Meimei's small hands grasp Xiaowan's breasts. Xiaowan's face flushed like a pomegranate flower in June, making his throat dry. He didn't hold their heads down, but instead pushed them closer together.

Meimei's little one obediently pressed against Xiaowan's, and Xiaowan let out a soft "oh," passively opening her mouth. The two girls' little tips stretched out and touched, like two little snakes coiling in the air, making Wan Zailong's lustful dragon even harder.

The two girls never imagined they would do such a thing, and the feeling of performing their intimacy in front of the person they liked was so wonderful, like trying a drug for the first time, making them instantly succumb.

Meimei and Xiaowan embraced more and more passionately, their bodies pressed tightly together, their four breasts overlapping and touching, emitting soft moans of unbearable pleasure as they kissed.

Wan Zailong separated his hands, each caressing their round little breasts, and pulled them into his arms from the sides, saying, "Babies, you two are doing so well, it's amazing."

His fingers traced the cleavage between the two girls, gently kneading around their nipples. Meimei and Xiaowan's waists twisted violently, their breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

Wan Zailong hadn't expected that touching a woman's private parts could make them move so much; he wondered if he should also "deflower" their breasts.

Meimei, having been with three men before, couldn't resist the urge to penetrate her. She instinctively grasped Wan Zailong's penis and whimpered, "Brother, I want more, please give me and Xiaowan a little more pleasure."

The girls' eagerness was immediately reciprocated. Wan Zailong swept them up by the waist and said, "Okay, brother will give you more!"

He then deftly positioned them on the edge of the pit. The two girls cooperated, turning around and bracing themselves against the edge.

Wan Zailong first lifted Meimei's penis high, gesturing with his hand, and said, "Here you go, brother will reward you first."

With that, his thick, large penis slid down into Meimei's raised cleavage with unstoppable force. Finding the right spot, he thrust in, and with a swift motion, it plunged in completely!

Meimei let out a long moan, her large eyes narrowing, her teeth clenching, her penis throbbing and undulating as she welcomed his attack.

While moaning and groaning, Wan Zailong inserted the middle finger of his other hand into Xiao Wan's delicate vulva. Xiao Wan's vulva was swollen and engorged from its first contact with someone, and after being penetrated twice, it was still painful. Hearing Mei Mei's seductive moans beside her, she too became aroused.

Girls are fine before this, but once they do, they lose all restraint. If someone they like makes a move, they will obediently and submissively satisfy them and desire to be satisfied.

Wan Zailong looked at the two white, perky vulvas before him, his body brimming with inexhaustible energy.

After bringing Mei Mei to her first orgasm, he immediately thrust his still-erect penis into Xiao Wan. Xiao Wan, a young girl, couldn't withstand his unusually forceful rear-entry position. When Wan Zailong was only halfway in, Xiao Wan cried out in pain, while Wan Zailong was ecstatic. He gripped her waist tightly with both hands, thrusting forward until he had penetrated her completely.

Xiao Wan's arms were so weak from his thrusts that she couldn't support herself on the stone. Her small breasts trembled pitifully in front of her. No matter how she twisted, she couldn't escape Wan Zailong's thick, hard attack.

The painful yet grinding sensation made her cry and stretch out her breasts.

Chapter 117 of Volume 1: This place is like a paradise

. After exhausting themselves by the stone pit, the three returned to the mountain. Mei Mei and Xiao Wan were too weak to continue, so they lay lazily on the wooden table outside, which made Wan Zailong laugh triumphantly.

In his more than twenty years of life, this was the first time he felt so comfortable. He had effortlessly made two pretty city girls fall for him, and he could even shamelessly make their little skin swell up.

He picked a few tender cucumbers from the vegetable garden behind, rubbed them a couple of times, and handed two to Mei Mei and Xiao Wan. The three of them ate them with gusto, feeling a sense of comfort seeping into their bones.

Meimei suddenly said, "Brother, we've been searching for a paradise in this world. I never thought that in such a restless society, there really is one. Your place is truly a paradise. You eat organic food, live in a place that's warm in winter and cool in summer, and don't have to scheme and cheat. Sigh, I'm so envious of you."

Wan Zailong casually picked up a handful of tobacco leaves, crushed them, rolled them into a small strip of white paper, licked the tip of the cigarette with his saliva, lit it, took a deep drag, exhaled the smoke, smiled, and said, "Kid, do you really think this is a paradise?"

He asked, but in his heart he thought, "It can't be. Otherwise, why would so many people want to leave? Want to escape this desolate farmland?

" Wan Meimei sincerely said, "Yes, I really think so. It's a pity I was born in the city. My fate is mostly in my own hands, not under my own control. Otherwise, I really want to be a simple village girl, living and working as I please."

Wan Zailong didn't say anything, just quietly smoked his cigarette, gazing up at the vast, clear sky. Qinghe, I really hope you think the same way.

Wan Meimei then said, "Brother, I suspect that the place we went to bathe in is a spring. It's so hot now, but it's impossible for it to get that hot, right? Xiaowan, what do you think? The bottom temperature isn't lower than the surface temperature."

After hearing her say that, Xiaowan blinked and thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement, saying that it was indeed true.

Wan Zailong's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "Meimei, you college students really do have sharp minds. I've been bathing in this stone pit for so many years, how come I've never thought of this before? It's true, it's cold in winter, but the temperature outside is too low in winter, and it often snows, so I've never thought of bathing in the stone pit outside. So I don't know if it's hot in winter. If it really is a spring, I should really make good use of it."

The three of them became more and more excited as they talked, and Wan Meimei immediately suggested that Brother Zailong contract this barren mountain and develop a spring bathing business.

Wan Zailong rubbed his hands together in a low voice and said, "I need to think about this carefully."

Just then, Wan Meimei's phone rang. She looked at it, and her face fell. It was Zhao Qile calling!

She was no longer completely free; even if she wanted to be a peaceful village girl, her fate wouldn't allow it. Helpless, after hanging up with Zhao Qile, she stood up with a long face and said, "Brother, I have to go."

Zhao Qile had come to the county under Yingfang Town's jurisdiction, and after finishing his official business, he asked Wan Meimei to come to the county to find him.

Wan Zailong knew that Meimei didn't want Xiaowan to know about her and Mayor Zhao, but he had already guessed the gist from Meimei's face, so he didn't ask her in detail. He stood up, patted her back, and said, "Okay, you go back first. We'll see. I don't have the ability to help you get out of that situation right now, so don't blame me for being incompetent."

Wan Meimei buried her face in his chest, hugged his waist tightly, and said, "Brother, in my heart, you are a tough and brave person! Don't say that about yourself, Meimei won't let you say that."

Wan Zailong smiled bitterly, but not wanting to make the atmosphere too sad, he ruffled her long hair and kissed her cheek, saying, "Good girl, I know. I will definitely make something of myself in the future and not let you down. Haha, now, you and Xiaowan should go back. I also have things to do. See you later."

The three of them hugged and kissed for a while, and then Wan Zailong rode his old motorcycle, carrying the two girls, chugging off to the reeds.

The outdoor club's shuttle bus arrived just in time for the meeting. Wan Zailong watched Meimei and Xiaowan board the bus and waved goodbye to them.

After the bus drove away, he noticed that Li Doumiao was standing across the road, watching the bus speed away in the dust with a melancholy expression.

Wan Zailong chuckled and whistled, saying, "What? Got your eye on someone from the city?"

Li Doumiao rolled her eyes at him, and without saying a word, she turned and went back to Sister Cuiliu's duck shed to get her motorcycle.

Wan Zailong rode off, started the engine, and with a roar, drove back to Ming Village.

Cai Daohen and Li Doumiao had agreed to try to meet once a week, either she would come to the city to see him, or he would find an opportunity to come to the countryside to see her.

Volume 1, Chapter 118: The Little Widow's Night Scene

After returning to Ming Village, Wan Zailong ate and drank his fill, slept soundly, and when it was completely dark, he went down Longshan Mountain.

He walked along the wall of Liu the Widow's house. The light was on, and the television was playing. It was unusual that no one was coming to her house tonight for "lights-out sex" or for her to go out for food.

Wan Zailong peeked through the back window. Liu the Widow, a plump woman, was only wearing a floral mini-skirt and a sleeveless t-shirt, half-reclining on the cool kang (heated brick bed), fanning herself and eating grapes while watching TV.

It seemed her seven-year-old son, Yangyang, was still sleeping at his grandparents' house, leaving this lonely widow in peace.

Liu the Widow's mini-skirt was too short, and her crotch was even narrower. She was sitting too wide, and a certain pubic hair was exposed!

Wan Zailong looked at that spot and cursed under his breath, "Damn it, this slut, tonight I'll just have to close my eyes and enjoy it."

He bent down, picked up a small stone, aimed, and with a whoosh, it flew through the open window. With a crack, the light bulb hanging in the room shattered, and the light went out.

Broken glass shards littered the floor, startling Liu Gua. She immediately turned off the television and, her captivating almond-shaped eyes darting fearfully through the shadows, asked, "Who? What do you want?"

Wan Zailong had already swiftly moved to the outside of her courtyard wall, leaping over it in a flash. The door creaked open, and he disappeared inside.

Liu Gua's eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and she vaguely saw a tall figure emerging from under the kang (heated brick bed). Her voice trembled as she asked, "Who, who is it? Which village are you from? Are you... are you looking for a woman?" Gossip

was common in a widow's home, especially for someone like Liu Gua who actively sought men. It seemed she wasn't too afraid; she must be used to people breaking into her courtyard in the dead of night.

Wan Zailong jumped off the kang, his arm outstretched, and he grabbed Liu Gua by the neck, his face pressed against the back of her head, his breath spraying behind her ear. Her body trembled in his arms.

This move terrified Liu the widow. She stammered, "Spare me, spare my life! It seems you don't recognize my brother, Liu Yue'e? Brother, are you trying to rob me? I, I'm a widow with meager means. I really don't have much money at home. Please, brother, have pity on my widowed body. If you're willing, let me sleep with you, let me sleep with you. You, you can touch me first. I, I guarantee you'll be satisfied with my looks. Big breasts, a slim waist, and a plump butt. I guarantee you'll feel good when I touch you."

As she spoke, she boldly grabbed Wan Zailong's hand and forced it against her breast.

Her breasts were indeed large and round. Because she wasn't wearing a bra, only a thin layer of fabric, it felt like touching a steamed bun, and it was indeed comfortable.

The two of them were pressed together like this, and she still smelled of sweat. Wan Zailong really had a wicked thought. He hadn't expected that this widow in her thirties would feel so good to touch.

He decided to keep things brief, lowering his voice to Liu Yue'e's ear, and said, "Auntie, don't be afraid, it's me, Zai Long. I need to talk to you about something."

Liu Yue'e hadn't expected that the person who attacked her was Wan Zai Long, a young man from her own village.

Because he was an acquaintance, she wasn't so afraid anymore, her voice stopped stuttering, and she even laughed, saying, "Oh? Zai Long? You little devil, why are you joking with your auntie like this? You scared me to death! Why are you interested in your auntie today? Have you grown up and are you looking for a wife? Couldn't sleep at your place last night? Hehe."

Wan Zai Long released his arm from her neck, picked up some grapes from her plate and stuffed them into her mouth, saying, "Don't get too cocky. I, Wan Zai Long, have no shortage of women. It's not your turn. But if you want to try, I can treat you. I reckon you've tasted so many big ones, and none of them are as good as mine!"

Liu Gua, unaware of Wan Zailong's true intentions in suddenly coming to see her, was aroused by his words. She leaned over and glared at him, saying, "Oh, you little rascal, aren't you being a bit too arrogant? My pussy isn't for free, you know. I don't care if yours is big or small. If you want to fuck my pussy, you'll have to pay upfront and bring the real thing."

Wan Zailong thought, "Ha, this little widow is really shameless. Not only does she want my dick, but she also openly demands money for fucking me first!"

He really didn't believe it! He not only wanted to fuck her without getting a penny, but he also wanted to pry a few words out of her.

He flipped Liu Gua onto the bed, and with a forceful tug, her undershirt and floral pattern were instantly torn into several strips, revealing her full, white breasts, which lay exposed on the bed.

Volume 1, Chapter 119: Stop Torturing Me!

Women who are wary of rough and tough men all like Wan Zailong's forceful approach, which made Liu Gua's heart pound twice. Ha, this little rascal, he's quite the bandit!

Before she could say anything, Wan Zailong's hand decisively attacked her full breasts, kneading and squeezing them hard, making her feel both pain and pleasure.

His other hand domineeringly spread her legs apart, his rough fingers twisting the pubic hair, skillfully stroking it a couple of times.

Goodness, the clitoris was swollen high, like a hard little cotton boll. As soon as Wan Zailong's fingers touched it, Liu Gua let out two cries of "Ah ah ah!", trembling uncontrollably under his touch!

At the same time, his middle finger quickly plunged into the core beneath the clitoris, and a slippery, gurgling sensation gushed out.

Liu Gua cried out as if she had been stabbed, her body writhing beneath Wan Zailong like a fish being scaled, unable to distinguish between pain and unbearable pleasure.

Wan Zailong showed no mercy, digging his tongue into her peanut-shaped breast, biting down, and sucking hard with a flick of his tongue.

Liu Gua surrendered immediately.

Most of the men who came to her were timid and obsequious, flattering her until they were happy and had received money and gifts before they would forcefully take her place.

But Liu Gua had never encountered someone like Wan Zailong, who was so forceful and uncompromising, yet he conquered her submissive heart with effortless ease. Wan Zailong

's fingers lightly and heavily teased her nipple, the little thing hard and sharp, slippery against his fingertips, while below, it flowed freely like a dam had been opened.

Liu Yue'e was almost unable to continue, her mouth agape, panting heavily, her body twisting like a mudfish being fried in a pan, almost jumping off the bed and falling back down.

Wan Zailong's fingers kept going in and out, overflowing his hand. He hadn't expected that this little widow's entrance was so incredibly empty. He wondered what kind of pleasure she would feel if he thrust his fingers inside her.

After only two minutes of this, Liu Yue'e couldn't take it anymore. Her hair was soaked with sweat. She grabbed Wan Zailong's strong wrist and said breathlessly, "Zailong, don't, don't torture your auntie anymore. Fuck me, fuck me."

Wan Zailong's fingers continued to probe and thrust in her deep crevice. He leaned close to her ear and licked her earlobe, saying, "Want to eat a big xx? Okay, answer me a question first."

Liu Yue'e writhed uncontrollably, her body rubbing against his fingers to meet his, saying, "Okay, ask away, ask away. As long as your auntie knows, I'll answer you word for word." "You don't want to know how many men have slept with your aunt, do you?"

Wan Zailong scoffed, digging hard with his fingers, and said, "I'm not interested in that. You're so loose here, you must have been slept with by a lot of men. I don't care."

Liu Yue'e hurriedly retorted, "No, Zailong, you try it. Your aunt is really tight. Everyone who's slept with me is very satisfied. You should try it if you don't believe me."

Wan Zailong didn't want to discuss this with her. He thought to himself, "The men who slept with you are all sluts. They've never slept with any top-quality women, so of course they'd be satisfied with this piece of trash."

He pinched her plump breasts with one hand and slipperily probed her slit with the other, continuing to whisper in her ear, "Tell me, how is that scoundrel Li Jun planning to orchestrate the election?"

Mingcun has many residents, but it has never produced any particularly capable people. The villagers have always followed the simple folk customs of relying on the land for food, planting and harvesting, and living with their wives and children. So, with no side businesses to pursue, the village's finances remained poor. Being a village cadre offered little opportunity for advancement, and almost no one in this impoverished village was interested in competing for the position.

The village secretary had been the honest and kind Uncle Wangfa for over twenty years. While he lacked the ability to lead the villagers to wealth, he was fairly impartial in managing village affairs. He had neither outstanding achievements nor major mistakes, but he had certainly put in the hard work, so no one even considered vying for this unremarkable position.

Most of the able-bodied young people in the village with connections had gone to work in other places, leaving mostly lazy and honest types. The position of village head was almost universally desired, and it remained in the hands of the equally honest and kind Li Bing.

Li Bing and Li Jun were cousins of the same age, but they didn't get along and their relationship was always strained. Li Bing had suffered many losses at Li Jun's hands, but he always just laughed it off and didn't bother with his cunning cousin.

Two years ago, a large area of barren, weathered rock in the northwest corner of the village caught the eye of the road

and bridge company. The village made a lot of money selling these rocks, and the position of village head suddenly became a coveted job for the villagers. Although the village finances were relatively transparent under the leadership of Li Jun and Uncle Wangfa, that income was like a sweet, delicious cake that would never mold, lingering in the villagers' minds, stirring up their own little calculations.

Volume 1, Chapter 120: Li Jun

used to disdain competing with Li Bing for the village chief position, but now he's single-mindedly plotting how to overthrow Li Bing in the next election and seize power for himself. When Liu Gua heard Zai Long ask this, she stopped wriggling, grabbed his hand, and glared at him, asking, "What? You want to be village chief too? But you're not among the candidates. This... I can't help you with that."

Wan Zai Long disdainfully grabbed her breast and said, "I'm not interested. I just want to ask, how does that grandson Li Jun plan to harm his cousin? He must have told you everything when he was criticizing you, right? How do you want to help him?"

As he spoke, his thick, long fingers poked Liu Gua's cleft again. He stabbed her so hard her eyes rolled back, and she almost fainted. She gasped, "Ah, you little rascal, good Zai Long, don't do this to your auntie, I can't take it. But, you asked me this, what will you give me in return? Li Jun has been very good to me, you know, your auntie has little income and has to raise her child, it's not easy."

Wan Zai Long's hands ravaged her breasts and buttocks, licking her earlobe, he said through gritted teeth, "Damn it, can't I repay you with my big xx? Looks like if I don't let you taste my power first, you're like a dog, only going in and never going out?"

Saying this, he stopped being a "rogue" and pressed down on Liu Yue'e's breasts, roughly spreading her two large white legs apart.

Liu Yue'e was delighted by the young man's actions and let out a soft moan. Before she was even stabbed, a gush of fluid welled up inside her.

Wan Zailong didn't thrust into her directly. Instead, he pinched his large, eggplant-like penis and rubbed it against her wet, juicy vulva, biting and teasing her nipples. He said, "Do you want it? Hmm? This long, thick penis will surely make you feel like you're dying of pleasure. How about it? Will you tell me?"

Liu Yue'e couldn't take it anymore. Her eyes were rolling back, drool dripping from them. She said urgently, "Good Zailong, no, don't torture your auntie anymore. You go first, rub it on your auntie first, and I'll tell you everything afterward."

Wan Zailong bit her hard, peanut-like nipples and licked them, saying, "Okay, once I've figured you out, you'll explain it to me too."

Having said that, he inhaled deeply, his waist thrusting downwards, and his hard, erect penis, like an iron stake, was driven into Liu Yue'e.

Liu Yue'e cried out twice, her legs stiffening and then curling up, her feet wrapping around Wan Zailong's waist like ropes.

Wan Zailong pressed his advantage, continuing to thrust his penis deeper into Liu Yue'e's bottomless vagina.

It truly was a bottomless vagina; the surrounding beautiful skin gripped it tightly, but Wan Zailong's penis simply couldn't reach the bottom.

Liu Yue'e's vagina was like a narrow, deep, winding path, wrapping around her in layers, feeling very comfortable against her skin, but the tip was stuck in emptiness, unlike other women where they could touch the softest part of her womb.

Wan Zailong was reluctant to give up, raising his penis and pulling it back, thrusting deeply again, each thrust sending ripples of blood, but still he couldn't touch Liu Yue'e's womb.

Meanwhile, Liu Yue'e was already stretching comfortably, her body like a pile of fluffy cotton, completely enveloping Wan Zailong.

After Wan Zailong rubbed against her a few times, his penis was rubbed raw by her beautiful skin, but the tip of his penis couldn't reach her core, leaving a hollow and frustrating feeling.

Liu Yue'e seemed quite satisfied with this magical friction, moaning and groaning under Wan Zailong's touch, her juices flowing freely, saying how hard, how thick, how satisfying.

Wan Zailong now understood why so many men were eager to see this young widow, and why Liu Yue'e always seemed unsatisfied despite having slept with so many men.

This bottomless, urgent feeling of grinding was like eating the spiciest food—the more you eat, the more addictive it becomes; no matter how much you eat, no matter how spicy it gets, the empty, unfulfilled feeling in your stomach drives you crazy.

After lingering for more than ten minutes, Liu Yue'e finally surrendered, her eyes rolling back. Her deep, beautiful skin contracted violently, causing Wan Zailong to groan repeatedly, almost ejaculating uncontrollably.

Liu Yue'e's orgasm, lacking the deepest satisfaction, came quickly and superficially. After releasing her essence, the emptiness inside returned, and she continued to greedily hug Zailong's strong back.

Wan Zailong knew that this woman with her unique, bottomless vaginal structure definitely wanted more, and he wouldn't be satisfied until he had satisfied her completely today.

He straightened up, knelt beneath her, and folded one of Liu Yue'e's legs from one side. She cooperated perfectly, obediently lying down beneath Zailong, his penis still erect inside her.

He wrapped his arm around her stomach, and with a forceful pull, Liu Yue'e was lifted up, kneeling before Zailong.

Volume 1, Chapter 121. After half the night

, her face was buried in the pillow, her hands on the kang mat, her rounded buttocks raised high. Wan Zailong's hands grasped her two large breasts like horse reins, his abdominal muscles tensing, thrusting forward and pulling back, launching another fierce attack.

Liu Yue'e had never seen such stamina from Zailong before, and she moaned contentedly, her buttocks twisting like a drum, the sound of slapping against the surface very pleasant.

Wan Zailong lifted her, his abdominal muscles straining, and the little dragon she had been gripping tightly instantly swelled up considerably.

Liu Yue'e also sensed this peculiar change. She exclaimed in surprise, turning her face to look at Zai Long behind her, and asked in bewilderment, "Zai Long, what did you put inside me? I feel different! Oh my, it feels so good, it's pierced my very core!"

Wan Zai Long concentrated his mind, controlling his little dragon like a medical syringe, extending and retracting inside Liu Yue'e's body, piercing straight into the deepest, most hidden part of her flower.

His efforts paid off; Liu Yue'e's tender heart, which had never been touched by anyone before, was finally penetrated by Wan Zai Long's magically darting little dragon.

He pressed his smooth little dragon head against her slippery little core, thrusting his waist, skillfully turning, grinding, and piercing, numbingly penetrating Liu Yue'e's entire body. She couldn't help but scream "Ahhh!" repeatedly, her body trembling like a leaf, a gush of vaginal fluid gushing out, once again gushing beneath Wan Zailong. Wan Zailong held this limp body and continued to thrust deeply, with high-speed rhythmic movements. Liu Yue'e cried out in her last delirious state, "Ah Zailong, you're going to fuck me to death! You're going to pierce my hole! I'm really going to die! Fuck me to death!"

Wan Zailong fucked her wildly, slapping her plump white skin a few times, cursing, "I've fucked you like this, and you still..." "What kind of aunt is she? Who criticizes their own aunt? Try something else!"

Liu Yue'e wasn't exactly a virtuous woman to begin with, and now that she was being pleasured so much, she naturally blurted out anything and everything, saying repeatedly, "Mmm, ah, good Zai Long, good husband, dear brother, dear father, fuck me to death, I want to be fucked to death by you." The

more she spoke, the more Wan Zai Long's fire was ignited. It was the first time he had used his little dragon, which could expand and contract at will, and he hadn't expected it to be so powerful. Naturally, it stuck to Liu Yue'e and her incredibly resilient deep cunt, and he kept pounding away. He had only intended to get a few words out of her to criticize her, but he hadn't expected it to get out of control, and he had been fucking her for half the night.

In the end, Liu Yue'e's "deep alley" was completely irrigated, and she knelt under Zai Long's belly, greedily licking his enormous thing, completely enjoying it.

Wan Zailong leaned against the pile of quilts in her house, a cigarette dangling from his lips, puffing out smoke, his hand stroking her large breasts, listening contentedly as she recounted Li Jun's scheme.

Li Jun had Liu Gua secretly contact several influential villagers, asking them to persuade their respective social circles to vote for Li Jun, one of the three candidates, in the next election, instead of wasting their votes on the third candidate, Wang Dalin, who was merely a supporting role.

If he could gather the votes of just over a third of the village, Li Jun would have a 90% chance of

becoming village head. He had Liu Gua promise others that, as village head, he wouldn't be like Li Bing, who didn't explore any avenues for the people's welfare and only collected a salary from the town government. Li Jun planned to develop Longshan Mountain, which had been abandoned for generations, and build a kiln!

As long as the old and young men who voted for Li Jun, Li Jun would guarantee that they would get good things done at the kiln. Wan Zailong originally only wanted to sabotage Li Jun's petty act of trying to get his cousin Li Bing to become the village chief. But now that he heard Liu Gua say that Li Jun was even eyeing Longshan, where he lived, his anger flared up.

Stubbed out his cigarette hard on the floral-patterned plastic mat on Liu Gua's kang (heated brick bed), and cursed, "That Li Jun, does he think he can mess with me, his grandpa Long? Trying to provoke me? No way! Go to hell, you son of a bitch!"

Seeing that Zai Long was angry, Liu Gua quickly flattered him, saying, "Li Jun also said that if things go wrong in this election and Li Bing gets re-elected as village head, he has a way to frame him. He's planning to persuade Li Bing to repair the stone pit on the south side of the village. That pit gets clogged up after rain, making it difficult to walk on and affecting our villagers' ability to go to the 'Yanxia Market' to sell vegetables. If Li Bing leads the villagers to work on repairing that road, he'll definitely get everyone's support."

Wan Zai Long said, puzzled, "That doesn't sound like a problem, does it?

" In Chapter 122 of Volume 1, Aunt Yue'e

smiled obsequiously, continuing to stroke Zai Long's still-erect penis, her firm breasts rubbing against his hairy crotch. She said, "There have always been many poplar trees growing on both sides of that road. If we're going to build a road, those trees will definitely be in the way. Li Jun asked me to secretly encourage them beforehand, so that someone will suggest cutting down those trees, selling them, and using the money to buy some precast pipe fittings to build a two-meter-long low bridge in Shi Keng. The road construction is a small matter; it benefits the villagers and won't attract much attention. As long as Li Bing really cuts down the trees, the trouble will begin."

Wan Zai Long still didn't understand, so he urged Liu Yue'e to explain directly. Liu Yue'e, with a fawning smile, climbed off the kang again, spread her legs, and straddled Zai Long's penis.

Zai Long pinched her breasts twice, and she, with a thrust, sat on his erect penis!

He fully entered her, filling her completely. With a forceful thrust, his penis, like a sword drawn from its sheath, lengthened and enlarged at the tip, plunging directly into her funnel-like womb.

Inside, it felt like a small child, sucking and gripping her. A powerful wave of pleasure simultaneously coursed through both of their nerve endings. Liu Yue'e pressed herself firmly against Wan Zailong's penis, not daring to move for several seconds.

After she had adjusted to the powerful penetration, Wan Zailong gripped her waist with both hands, grinding his penis against hers a few times, and said, "Continue!"

Liu Yue'e was being thrust into so intensely that she felt like she was in heaven, writhing weakly, and said intermittently, "Li Jun said, Li Jun said he knows that villagers now need a permit to cut down trees. Even if it's their own tree, cutting down ten or so at once is illegal. Li Bing definitely doesn't understand this. When he actually cuts down those trees, Li Jun will anonymously report him. Li Jun and the town mayor..." "Liu Henneng's father, Liu Laoneng, is quite capable. We can ask him to mediate, and Li Bing's position as director will be suspended."

Wan Zailong had never heard of someone committing a crime by cutting down a few trees in their own village or family. He thought to himself, "It seems the law often only governs the common people, but those who don't understand the law can easily get away with it." Liu Yue'e, while betraying Li Jun, was greedily thrusting into Wan Zailong. Her flower-like core, rubbed and polished by many men, was plump and thick, rarely finding true satisfaction with ordinary people.

Now, experiencing for the first time the wonder of Wan Zailong's treasure, which could freely lengthen, thicken, harden, and enlarge, it pricked her so much that she cried out in pain, her flesh slapping against Wan Zailong's until it turned red.

Having figured out Li Jun's little scheme, Wan Zailong smiled cruelly, grabbed Liu Yue'e's breasts with both hands and squeezed them hard. She cried out in pain, saying, "Oh, my darling Xiaolong, squeeze me gently."

Wan Zailong flipped her over and pressed her down on the bed, folding her breasts up, completely exposing the black algae between the white skin to his eyes.

He watched as his large, dark penis slowly entered her dark algae, and as she narrowed her eyes, almost fainting from pleasure, he said, "As for the election, I don't need to tell you, you already know whose side to stand on, right?"

Liu Yue'e was deeply and fully penetrated by him, frantically responding to his thrusts, panting as she said, "Yes, I know, ah, I know, from now on, whatever Zai Long asks me to do, I'll do it. I'll absolutely listen to you. Please thrust into me as hard as you can, I've never been thrust into so deeply before, it feels so good,"...

Wan Zai Long privately told Li Bing about Li Jun's plan to scheme against him. Li Bing trembled, saying that he wouldn't even go to kowtow to Li Jun's mother on New Year's Eve anymore. What kind of cousin is this? He's even more vicious than an enemy.

Wan Zailong kicked a small stone into the air and said, "Brother Bing, it's all because of money. I've finally figured it out. No matter what you want to do, whether it's righteous or evil, you can't do it without strong financial resources. Look at the Americans running elections, those candidates need strong financial backing. You've been the village chief for more than a year or two, and you can't keep being so honest and kind. This world doesn't like honest and kind people. You have to use your brain and broaden the village's path to wealth. That way, your position as chief will be meaningful and supported, and we can broaden our horizons and improve our quality of life, right?" A while

ago, he spent a little more time with Li Qinghe, often chatting with her online in the evenings. He also went to the city and was enlightened and inspired by Qian Gusheng. Wan Zailong's mind became more active, and he started to speak in a more literary and stylistic way.

After settling things off with Li Bing, Wan Zailong changed into new clothes, packed all his savings, and boarded the bus to Beijing with a heavy heart.

They lived about a thousand li (approximately 500 kilometers) from Beijing; normally, he would have needed to go to Shuocheng to take a train or plane, but for the sake of saving money and convenience, he followed Li Doumiao's arrangement. The outdoor club led by Cai Daohen

on the bus

frequently organized shopping tours to Beijing. The bus departed from Shuocheng at dusk, passing through the first-class road next to Yingfang Town, and after a bumpy ride, they would arrive in Beijing the next morning.

These group tours were cheap, satisfying the desire of ordinary people to see the capital, Beijing, so there were always many participants, and Cai Daohen made a considerable profit from them.

It would only take one night to reach where Li Qinghe lived, and the fare was less than two hundred yuan—this was Wan Zailong's current and very satisfactory way to get closer to Qinghe.

The bus sped along the highway, and outside the window, all he could see were the constantly receding shadows of trees.

Wan Zailong was too excited and nervous to sleep, so he closed his eyes and kept thinking.

He was sitting in the last row by the window. His neighbor was a guy traveling with his girlfriend. The two of them were constantly whispering and hugging, making another girl sitting alone behind them very embarrassed. She could only keep her face turned towards the window.

Wan Zailong was so focused on seeing Qinghe that he wasn't interested in the girl next to him and let them be intimate in public.

When the bus reached 9 p.m., Wan Zailong's phone rang. It was Liu Daqiang calling.

He seemed to have drunk too much. He was stuttering and asked him where he was, whether he was asleep or having sex.

Since the day he rescued an old man who had fallen in the mountains, Wan Zailong and Liu Daqiang hadn't had time to meet. Wang Guoguo had been transferred to the city, and Liu Daqiang no longer came to Mingcun.

After the beautiful reporter who witnessed Liu Daqiang's heroic act was publicized, he suddenly received high praise and a positive image from the county and city public security systems. He was constantly being invited to meetings, big and small, and received by leaders. It seemed a promotion was just around the corner.

Wan Zailong knew Liu Daqiang was riding high, and since he didn't want to curry favor with someone as lowly as him, he jokingly asked, "Chief Liu, what good news has come up that made you think of your brother?"

Liu Daqiang replied forcefully, "Brother just got his hands on a pill, and it's incredibly effective! Haha, it lives up to its reputation! Want to try it?"

Upon hearing this, Wan Zailong exclaimed, "How many decent girls has Director Liu ruined this time? My Guoguo just left and you've already found a new girl? You know, I'm still green, no wife, no sweetheart, how could I dare to just go around eating like that? Haha."

Liu Daqiang chuckled, saying, "Get lost, don't play these games with me. What 'young ladies' and 'young wives'? You're a heartless guy who doesn't care about the weather, how many times have you been with them? Let me tell you, I just tried it on my wife's belly, and it's really amazing. I really miss your Guoguo! I'm planning to go to the city to find her tomorrow! You really don't want to come and experience it for yourself?"

Only then did Wan Zailong say that he was on his way to Beijing, and even if his whip was long enough, it couldn't reach Director Liu. Oh well, he'd have to deal with it later.

Liu Daqiang hadn't expected Zailong to be going to Beijing. He chatted with him for a while longer, saying he'd tell him all about the old man they rescued when he got back. "That's close," he thought. He ended the call. The car had reached a service area, and the driver said they'd have an hour's rest and everyone was free to do as they pleased, returning to the car at a later time.

Everyone had been sitting for too long, and as soon as the car stopped, they swarmed out like flies, finding places to eat or cool off.

Wan Zailong got off to pee, bought some food and drinks, and ate his fill. He planned to take advantage of the couple getting off the bus to find somewhere to be intimate, and then go back to the car for a comfortable nap.

With the air conditioning off, the car felt like a sauna. Wan Zailong opened the only two windows next to the back seat, letting in some fresh air, and relaxed in the back.

Just as he closed his eyes, he felt someone else get in and quietly sit by the window.

Wan Zailong looked up and saw it was the girl who had been alone earlier, sitting there with her hand on her stomach.

Seeing him lift up, the girl hesitated and said, "Y-you, hello, do you get carsick? I do, I feel awful."

Upon hearing this, Wan Zailong sat up from his seat, flinched, and said, "I never get carsick, I didn't bring any of these."

The girl looked like she was about to cry, saying, "I've never been carsick before, I don't know what's wrong with me this time, I feel so nauseous." She

actually started sobbing.

Wan Zailong was a little stunned. Was this girl being too dramatic? They were complete strangers; what good would it do for her to cry to a complete stranger like him?

Qian Gusheng's mother was carsick; the last time she went to the city, she was so sick her face turned green, she vomited until her bile came out, and cried out, "I'll never ride a car again, it's worse than death!"

Now, seeing the girl crying so pitifully, Wan Zailong couldn't stand idly by. So he tentatively said, "If you trust me, let me give you a massage? My grandfather knows a little about folk remedies and medicine, I can do a little bit of work." Desperate

for a

cure, the girl didn't care about anything else and quickly nodded, begging Wan Zailong for help.

Wan Zailong leaned closer... He pulled her small hand over, his thumb and forefinger pinching her tiger's head, and began to knead it forcefully.

Her small hand was sweaty from the discomfort, and in Wan Zailong's hand, it felt like a newly blossoming cotton flower, making him inevitably distracted.

Trying to calm himself, he continued kneading her tiger's head for three minutes. Then, Wan Zailong touched her soft wrist, about two inches in, and began to massage her Neiguan acupoint.

His grip was strong, and the girl let out a soft moan. To distract both of them, Wan Zailong said, "Why are you going to Beijing alone? Everyone else has companions. I'm going to see friends, not just have fun. I'm Wan Zailong, from Mingcun Village, Yingfang Town. You, you're from the city, right?" "

The rudimentary kung fu he learned from his grandfather actually came in handy. Although he had pinched the girl's wrist until it was bruised, her nausea had significantly lessened. Hearing him introduce himself, she felt a sense of goodwill and responded softly, 'I'm Bai Ruyun, from our county. I'm going to Beijing to visit my friend. After we graduated from university, I returned to my hometown, while he went to Beijing.'

Perhaps it was Wan Zailong's help that moved Bai Ruyun; she spoke to him very gently, without any affectation or hypocrisy.

To completely eliminate her motion sickness, Wan Zailong said, 'Take off your shoes. I'll massage your Zusanli acupoint so you won't feel uncomfortable when the car starts moving again.'"

Bai Ruyun hesitated, feeling a little shy about letting him massage her feet since they were strangers she had just met.

Wan Zailong, knowing her shyness, casually bent down, took her ankle, and lifted it, saying, "Let's massage it while everyone's still waiting for their cars. Don't feel uncomfortable; we still have a long way to go, and it's not good to be unwell." Bai

Ruyun hadn't expected him to be so open about touching her feet, and couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Her face flushed instantly. The lights from the service area outside made her dark eyes shine softly, making Wan Zailong feel a momentary daze.

He quickly bent down to help her take off her sandals to cover their awkwardness.

Bai Ruyun's small foot moved slightly in his hand, and she said softly, "I...I can do it myself."

Wan Zailong stubbornly gripped her fair ankle, saying, "No need, I can do it. Just sit still, relax, regulate your breathing, and feel my pressure on your acupoints to ease the tension caused by motion sickness." As

he spoke, his hands moved, but inwardly he despised himself. "Damn, Wan Zailong, you're quite good at deceiving people," he thought. Bai Ruyun was wearing white flat sandals, thin straps encasing her small, delicate feet, which were also covered by thin stockings. Wan Zailong

clumsily untied the sandals, his fingers fumbling for a while before finally managing to untie them. Touching the girl's delicate skin through the thin stockings, he could feel Bai Ruyun's feet trembling shyly.

His fingers felt a tingling sensation, like being electrocuted. He tried to calm himself and took off Ruyun's socks, revealing her slender, white feet.

He held her round heel with one hand and pressed her Zusanli acupoint with the other, kneading it with moderate pressure.

A tingling sensation seeped into Bai Ruyun's nerves through his strong fingers. She lowered her head shyly, the end of her ponytail falling beside her face, brushing against a large section of her white neck. A delicate fragrance emanated from her, making Wan Zailong almost unable to breathe. The air in the car... It was too stuffy. Although the lights inside the car weren't on, the dim light from outside created just the right atmosphere.

For the first time, Wan Zailong had the chance and the mind to carefully examine a girl's feet. He never imagined that these human organs used for walking could be so beautiful. No wonder people in ancient times had a foot fetish. Wan Zailong's mind wandered, and the hand holding her heel unconsciously began to slide and knead, his fingers, which were pressing the Zusanli acupoint, strayed off course and began to rub that patch of snow-white skin.

Bai Ru Yun kept her head down shyly, perhaps because of nervousness and misunderstanding. She didn't realize the roughness of Wan Zailong's technique, only breathing softly and evenly. The two were so close that Wan Zailong could see the slight rise and fall of her breasts.

City girls' skin is so good—fine, white, and tender, like tofu made with milk, smooth to the touch, making you want to touch it again and again, to pinch it again and again.

Thinking this, Wan Zailong felt as if he were already kneading Meimei and Xiaowan's delicate breasts again, and a large tent hardened in his pants.

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