[Rural Areas] The Countryside is So Beautiful (Complete) - 22

Chapter 124 Just
as I was about to go crazy again, Wang Xia was completely terrified this time. She hurriedly grabbed me and wouldn't let me do anything. Actually, I don't know why my desire was so strong tonight.

"Let's call it a night. I'll go buy some things for the old man. You go back to Xiaoqian's place. The key is behind the trash can by the door. Hehe, she's on duty tonight, and you'll be all alone in the house." Wang Xia said, sitting up from me. She then pulled out some newspapers from my bag and wiped herself down. Seeing my motionless, young master-like appearance, she knew what I was thinking and could only sigh.

She wiped me down too and zipped up my zipper. She playfully hit me on the zipper and said, "Master, now you should get up."

I suddenly reached out, grabbed her body, and picked Wang Xia up.

"What are you doing? Put me down, you're like a child." She kept kicking and squirming, pouting in my arms.

I ignored her and carried her straight to the intersection. There was no wind tonight, so the neighborhood was deserted. Wang Xia, however, seemed to sense my warmth, wrapping her arms tightly around my neck and lying motionless in my arms like a kitten.

"Sleep with me tonight..." I felt a surge of desire and continued walking with her in my arms.

"You're being unreasonable again... I need to buy things." Wang Xia quickly pushed me away and struggled to get out of my arms. I had been exercising for a while and had carried Wang Xia for nearly a hundred meters, so I was quite exhausted. As soon as she struggled, I put her down.

"I said you have to stay with me tonight," I said domineeringly, my mind a jumble of thoughts.

"How can you be so unreasonable?" Wang Xia was also starting to get angry. Seeing my bad expression under the streetlights, her voice softened: "Wang Hao, don't be like this, we can do it later..."

"I don't care, you have to be with me tonight..." I had a feeling that something was off tonight, like something was about to happen. After saying that, I forcefully pulled Wang Xia into my arms and dragged her away.

"How could you be so reckless..." I dragged Wang Xia for nearly a hundred meters, and finally at an intersection, we waited for a taxi. I forcibly pulled Wang Xia in and said, "Driver, xx road."

Seeing that there were strangers present, Wang Xia didn't dare to struggle too much. Once in the car, she couldn't help but mutter, "You bastard..."

but I started stroking her body again...

After going upstairs, I took the keys from behind the trash can, opened the door, and turned on the lights. Only then did I notice that Wang Xia's hair was a mess, and her skirt was wrinkled, as if she had crawled through a pile of dirt. I then remembered the strange look on the driver's face earlier; it turned out he had been eyeing Wang Xia.

"Hehe, luckily I didn't let you go home, otherwise even a stupid donkey like Zheng Changyin would have figured out what you were doing just now..."

"It's all your fault, making him feel embarrassed." She glared at me, then started dialing: "Hello, is this Wenwen? Tell your dad the gift shop is already closed, I'm not going home tonight, I'm sleeping at Xiaoqian's... Wenwen, be good... good Wenwen..."

After she hung up, she glared at me and said, "Why aren't you taking a shower? You're all sticky, aren't you uncomfortable?"

"Uncomfortable... come and scrub me."

"You bastard, don't even think about it!" Before she could object, I had already dragged her into the bathroom. The alcohol made me feel that Wang Xia was especially beautiful tonight. I held her in my arms, found her lips and began to take them. I had already aroused her desire in the car, and with the rest just now, her body had recovered. Wang Xia kept responding, offering her fragrant tongue to entwine with mine.

I used my free knuckles to pull open her skirt, and Wang Xia cooperated by kicking her thighs. Finally, she pulled the skirt down to the ground, and looking at her fair and delicate breasts through a thin, soft lace, I skillfully and patiently caressed her high and tender breasts. I tore off her suspenders, and Wang Xia cooperated by raising her hands so that I could remove all the restraints on her chest. I couldn't wait to take off my own clothes and then hugged her tightly. Wang Xia also tilted her head back so that I could kiss her face.

This was the first time I'd ever examined her body so directly. I couldn't help but swallow, my eyes burning. I greedily touched and kissed her, sucking and tasting her. Wang Xia let out a soft moan, her hands around my head as she said, "Can you turn off the light? I'm not used to this."

"No... I want to watch you," I stopped her. We were both naked, exposed to the showerhead. The warm water poured over us, bringing waves of comfort. I suddenly felt that lying down might be more enjoyable. On a whim, I kissed Wang Xia on the cheek and said, "You wait..." Then, naked, I rushed into Wang Xia's room, pulled the straw mat off the bed, and spread it on the cement floor.

Wang Xia understood. We embraced, letting the water pour over us. I kneaded her full breasts, gently nibbling at them, while my other hand roamed over her smooth thighs, finally reaching her groin. After lingering there for a while, I tentatively inserted my index finger into the crevice between her tightly clenched thighs. Wang Xia's naked body pressed tightly against mine, her legs wrapped tightly around my arms, occasionally letting out a low moan. I quickly told her to stop, otherwise we wouldn't be able to shower.

Lying on the mat, Wang Xia lathered me with soap from head to toe, then her delicate hands gently rubbed my body, leaving it slippery and smooth with the lather. Wang Xia's hands had just the right amount of pressure, making the massage very comfortable. Although her hands roamed over my body, they never touched my genitals. After we were clean, I had Wang Xia lie down and lathered her with soap as well, but I didn't hold back and lathered her entire body. Then we both washed ourselves thoroughly under the shower. Unexpectedly, after such a long time of rinsing, the drain was clogged, causing a flood. Wang Xia quickly knelt on the mat and pulled out the hair clogging the drain opening, and the water finally flowed away.

Looking at her kneeling posture, a thought struck me, and I pressed my body against hers again, kissing her back as I said, "Sister Wang, your body is so beautiful." "

Don't call me Sister Wang, call me Xiaoxia tonight," she said, slightly breathless.

"Okay! Xiaoxia." Knowing I felt guilty, I simply complied with her wishes and turned her over.

Then I lay back on the mat, leaning against the slippery wall.

"What's wrong?" Seeing me motionless, Wang Xia asked curiously, her face flushed. "

Tired," I replied casually, but a strange feeling lingered in my heart. I knew something was going to happen tonight, and it was with my closest person, but I still couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"Then let's go to sleep early, I'll wipe your body..."

"No, give it to me with your hand..." I took her hand... After all, I was a married woman, and at first I was a little shy, but I quickly became focused.

Seeing Wang Xia's earnest expression, I found it somewhat amusing, and on a whim, I pleaded, "Sister Wang, could you give me a kiss..." Without realizing it, I switched back to Sister Wang, because I found it more exciting.

"No!" This time, she reacted quickly, hurriedly lifting her head, but the heat within me prevented me from resisting her will, and I pressed Wang Xia down firmly.

Seeing she couldn't resist, she hesitated for a moment, then had no choice but to comply. Sure enough, she was very uncomfortable, making me grimace.

And so I lay on the bamboo mat, the flowing water beside me, a tingling sensation coursing through my body. Taking a warm bath after drinking was truly a pleasant experience, especially with a beautiful woman beside me. The water gradually evaporated, leaving a layer of fine water droplets on both of our bodies...

After I finished, she carefully washed my body again and dried me off. I wiped Wang Xia down, washed the bamboo mat briefly, and hung it to dry in the living room; I was sure it would be dry by the night.

I carried Wang Xia to her sister's bed, and she didn't object, only turning off the light when I lay down.

In the darkness, I groped around and found that Wang Xia had put her bra back on. I slipped my hand inside again, pulled her body close, and gently kissed her snow-white skin.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xia struggled, saying, "Wang Hao, go to sleep early. I'm not in the mood for this right now, really, I'm in a bad mood."

If I knew her heart was pounding, I might have comforted her, but tonight I was very impatient, so I didn't care. I forcefully turned her over and sealed her lips with mine. At first, Wang Xia resisted a little, but soon her hands wrapped around my neck, and we entered into passion.

As I moved, a pair of long, strong, beautiful legs wrapped around me, almost suffocating me, and she moaned softly.

A thought flashed through my mind, and I immediately blurted out, "How do I compare to your husband?"

She immediately became embarrassed in her lust, "Don't ask me...don't ask me...don't ask anymore, why are you asking these things? Ah..."

Although I couldn't see her expression in the darkness, I knew my words had greatly stimulated her. Wang Xia quickly climaxed and began to speak incoherently, "Ah...I'm dying...it feels so good, I can't take it anymore..."

Between my heavy breathing and Wang Xia's rapid moans, I also felt an indescribable enjoyment, an indescribable comfort. When we both had some strength left, I moved my hand slightly.

She stirred in my arms and whispered, "You rascal, go to sleep."

...

I was the first to wake up in the morning, while Wang Xia was still fast asleep. Contrary to my expectations, there was no satisfied smile in her eyes; instead, her brows were tightly furrowed, as if she had nowhere to vent her inner turmoil, or as if there was an unsolvable knot in her heart.

A wave of pity washed over me, and I couldn't help but stroke the corner of her mouth, trying to soothe the slight bitterness in her eyes. But she trembled slightly in her sleep. It was

a bit chilly in the morning, so I pulled the sheet over her, sitting up and observing this woman. Last night's heart-to-heart talk had taught me that Wang Xia was actually a woman of deep emotions. Subconsciously, she felt guilty towards her husband and Wang Qian for being with me. But there were things she couldn't say. Just as she said, I myself was a poison, and perhaps that's why she was so conflicted.

For the first time, I kissed her body without desire. Wang Xia's body was very fair; you couldn't tell she had ever given birth. I pulled her closer to me, wanting her to feel safe. Sure enough, Wang Xia rolled over and hugged my chest.

The morning air showered her with countless beauties, and I gently stroked the snow-white skin within my reach. Full as a mountain, smooth as jade, her body was still so sensitive, beginning to stiffen at my gentle touch.

Gazing at that perfect body, my fingers traced a line, gently running over it. Perhaps a woman's most beautiful moment is when she's a young woman, having been touched by a man; perhaps every movement exudes a captivating charm.

The heat in my heart had vanished, replaced by a sense of peace. We were very close, and I realized I was falling for this woman. Impossible, I've always only loved my sister-in-law.

This love wasn't the same as that love. Was it simply because of her beauty? I suddenly realized that Wang Xia and my sister-in-law shared a common trait: submissiveness. They both indulged me.

Just as I was lost in thought, Wang Xia was awakened by my touch. She said in a low, angry voice, "You came as soon as I woke up."

I immediately silenced her with a kiss, not giving her a chance to speak, because the heat in my heart returned.

All morning, I relentlessly ravaged Wang Xia until her body was covered in red marks before I stopped. The two of us, panting, took a cold shower in the bathroom.

After I dressed her and carried her back to the sofa, she held me in her arms like a child, docile and gentle: "You're holding me too tight, I can hardly breathe."

"Are you tired?" I couldn't help but hug her tighter, as if afraid she would suddenly leave me.

"Who told you to act like a madwoman... This is the first time I've ever been this crazy, I thought I was dreaming... Hey, what are you doing?" I slapped her hard again. "

I heard that dreams don't hurt, I'm seeing if you can feel anything."

"I'm going to die."

Seeing that I wasn't talking anymore and was just staring blankly at the table, she asked softly, "What's wrong? Is something wrong? I noticed you had something on your mind since last night."

"Nothing, just thinking about other things." I didn't know where the restlessness in my heart came from, so I didn't plan to tell Wang Xia.

"Are you worried about the road repair? Don't worry, it'll definitely be done."

"Mmm." I hugged her again.

"Something happened!!" A sense of alarm struck me, and I suddenly realized the reason for my restlessness. Could it be that something happened to my sister-in-law?

This subconscious thought immediately surfaced in my mind. I jumped up and ran to the phone, dialing my sister-in-law's number.

"Hello, who is this?" came my sister-in-law's sleepy voice from the other end of the line.

**

I've used a bit too much detail to portray Wang Xia, haha, but I want to write about her psychological journey to make it more complete.

Chapter 125
"Sister-in-law, this is Wang Hao. Is everything alright at home?" I asked anxiously.

"No, what's wrong?" Li Mei's voice was even more confused than mine.

"Really nothing?" I felt even more confused. What was going on? Why did I keep feeling like something was going to happen? But since nothing was wrong with my sister-in-law, I relaxed and said softly, "Sister-in-law, I'm making this call from a friend's house. I'm just telling you..." I said this to remind my sister-in-law to be careful what she said, since Wang Xia was there too. If she heard something, it would be troublesome. And I really did need to tell her about the prison warden's trip. Sure enough,

my sister-in-law kept praising me on the phone after hearing this good news, making me quite embarrassed.

Only after hanging up the phone did Wang Xia have a chance to speak to me. She didn't seem to pick up on anything from the phone call, since I'd been talking about work the whole time.

Wang Xia had already changed her clothes, and seeing me about to make another move, she was almost terrified and hurriedly ran out of the house. In fact, she was genuinely scared by my excessive demands last night.

I thought about the upcoming trip and knew I should tell Jiang Ailian the truth, otherwise that woman might complain about me. Thinking about it, I also found it strange that our ambiguous relationship had been drifting further and further apart lately.

The streetscape had changed a lot; it seemed as if all the energy of the county town had burst forth in a short moment. If you observed carefully, you would notice that the women's clothing was becoming increasingly daring, and the men's waists were starting to bulge. I didn't expect mobile phones to become so popular so quickly. When Liao Guozhong came to Luzhen a while ago, these things were still a novelty, but now almost every wealthy person in the county had one, and many government officials were also starting to get them.

This thing is indeed much more convenient; you can make calls anytime, anywhere. I'm thinking about when to get one myself, but what I didn't know was that mobile phones are now flooding the southern market, and even bigger changes are happening on this land.

I was completely taken aback that Jiang Ailian had just gotten up. When she pushed open the door, she rubbed her sleepy eyes and stared at me, and we both froze. Her fair and delicate figure was encased in a low-cut white nightgown, revealing most of her round and full breasts, which created a deep cleavage. At this moment, there was no trace of coldness on her face; she exuded the exquisite charm of a middle-aged woman. I couldn't help but glance at her a few more times, swallowing hard. Desire surged within me, and I believed that one day I would have this beautiful flesh in my mouth.

"What are you looking at? Get out of here." Upon meeting my gaze, Jiang Ailian's face immediately darkened, and she unceremoniously told me to leave.

"Hey, what did I do to offend you?" I couldn't understand how this woman could change her attitude so suddenly, faster than flipping through a book. It was truly inexplicable. "I naturally have something to ask you to come here for. Do you think I wanted to? I really don't understand. It's almost ten o'clock and you're still sleeping in your room. Aren't you afraid of getting moldy?"

I shook my head and walked to the door, saying, "I'll wait for you in my room. I have something to discuss with you later."

When it came to the road repair, Jiang Ailian started to get serious and stopped giving me a hard time. After I finished telling her about the banquet at Zheng Changyin's house, she seemed incredulous and kept looking me up and down, thinking I was lying.

"What, do I have gold on my face? Or am I looking at you now and you want to look back?" I joked.

"Who cares about you? You're just asking for trouble." She looked away and asked, "Why is Zheng Changyin so enthusiastic? It's completely different from last time."

Anyone could see something was wrong, but it would be foolish not to take advantage of a good deal. What I was really interested in was what Luzhen had to offer. I casually asked, "Village Chief Jiang, do you know the history of Luzhen?"

"History?" She didn't understand why I suddenly changed the subject.

"Yes," I nodded.

"Why are you suddenly researching this?"

"It's nothing, I was just asking." Judging from her expression, I knew she didn't know anything, so I simply ended the conversation.

"Smoke! Everyone, come and see! Smoke!!"

The sudden shout startled us both. We looked at each other and exclaimed, "Fire!!" We rushed outside and found the freckled waitress downstairs shouting in the middle of the courtyard. When she saw us, she shouted even louder, "You guys hurry and see! The Zhuangyuan Tower is smoking! Our county is going to produce another top scholar!" After saying that, she ignored our surprise and ran out.

"Come on, let's go take a look," I called back to Jiang Ailian, who nodded and followed me downstairs.

Luckily, I was quick-witted and flagged down a pedicab when we got downstairs, then headed towards the Zhuangyuan Pagoda. The driver, upon hearing we were going to the pagoda, started the machine without a word. He assumed we were business people in town and didn't know about the pagoda emitting smoke, so he enthusiastically explained it to us as he drove.

Decades ago, residents living near the pagoda accidentally discovered a strange phenomenon: blue smoke rose from the top of the ancient pagoda. At first, they didn't pay much attention, but the more they looked, the stranger it seemed. From the time the sun began to set in the south, a wisp of "black smoke" would drift from the top of the pagoda, disappearing by noon. Surprisingly, the ancient pagoda emits smoke precisely at the same time every day around 10 AM, attracting large crowds. Some say the pagoda once suppressed a demon, and now the seal has broken; others believe it's a manifestation of a Bodhisattva; still others think someone is burning flammable materials inside, causing the smoke. However, the last explanation is clearly untenable, as the pagoda is ancient and climbing is strictly prohibited. To prevent accidents, the main gate is locked with a large iron padlock, and no one lives inside the pagoda year-round.

This phenomenon, known as "Ancient Pagoda Emerging from Smoke," is considered a local attraction. Master Ma thought we were unaware of it, but in fact, I had already read the *XX County Gazetteer*. Although the gazetteer only records three instances of smoke rising from the Zhuangyuan Pagoda in the decades since the founding of the Qin Dynasty, it states that "the most widely witnessed event was around the Mid-Autumn Festival of 1971. Every morning, wisps of 'blue smoke' rose from the iron gourd at the top of the pagoda, clearly visible from 300-400 meters away. This lasted for about half an hour before disappearing. This continued for over ten days, attracting thousands of onlookers daily. It became a sensational event in X southern China."

It is said that several university professors organized workers to climb to the top of the pagoda, captured the smoke with netting, and brought it back to the capital for research. The conclusion was that the so-called "black smoke" was actually the result of a large number of "carrion mosquitoes" swarming around the smell of decaying matter. Because these mosquitoes typically begin mating around 10 AM, they appear most frequently when the sun is strong. This event was even published in major newspapers at the time, revealing the truth behind the ancient pagoda's "smoke" and dispelling the public's doubts.

I've always scoffed at the "truth" presented above. The so-called experts and professors of the Qin Dynasty are utterly worthless; they can only fool the common people. I really don't know if those so-called "carrion mosquitoes" have gone mad, what are they doing having sex on the top of the tower? The county annals clearly record that smoke appeared once in winter. The "carrion mosquitoes'" resistance to cold is truly remarkable.

Besides, it's cold at such a height; aren't they afraid of being photographed? When we arrived, the area around the Zhuangyuan Tower was packed with people. The open space at the foot of the tower, both sides of the road, and even the rooftops and windows of the surrounding buildings were densely packed with people. Many were holding cameras, taking pictures of the top of the tower, while others had binoculars, screaming as they watched.

After paying the rickety vendor, Jiang Ailian and I squeezed into the crowd. Afraid of getting separated, I pulled on Jiang Ailian's hand; she only resisted slightly before giving in.

Unfortunately, there were too many people, and we couldn't squeeze in. We could only watch from afar. From the top of the ancient pagoda, a wisp of smoke rose faintly, sometimes thickening, sometimes thinning, like a light veil fluttering in the wind, spreading across the sky.

Everything seemed to be conveying something to the world. Everyone knew the pagoda held treasure; because when building a pagoda, it was common to suppress the earth's energy, so an underground palace was often built beneath it, containing Buddhist artifacts to ward off evil. For some reason, a thought popped into my head: could the smoke from this Scholar's Pagoda be related to Deer Town? I'd been feeling uneasy lately, always thinking something terrible was about to happen—could it be the smoke from the Scholar's Pagoda?

"It really is smoking, Professor Liu!" Just as I was pondering this, a voice suddenly rang in my ear.

Professor? I couldn't help but turn my head towards them. I saw an elderly man with glasses and gray hair, looking at the top of the pagoda through binoculars.

Beside him was a young man in a white short-sleeved shirt, also wearing glasses, looking refined and scholarly.

“Of course, do you think this is fake?” The professor didn’t notice anyone watching them, since everyone’s attention was focused on the tower.

I, however, gleaned something from their conversation: they knew the smoke wasn’t “carrion mosquitoes.” Professor Liu’s words, in particular, convinced me. So I released Jiang Ailian’s hand and slowly approached them.

“Could what we’re looking for be related to this tower?” the young man asked in a low voice.

“Perhaps. Do you know who originally built this tower?” the professor replied in a low voice. “

Wasn’t it built by the top scholar Gong Yi?” the young man asked curiously. I became interested and listened intently.

“Hehe, the top scholar Gong Yi built this tower later. That’s the common perception, after all, the tower is called the Top Scholar Tower.” The old man seemed to want to show off his knowledge to his disciple, so his explanation was very convincing: “Do you know that there’s another tower recorded in the county’s history?”

“What tower?”

“The Hidden Mystery Tower .”

“This… I don’t know that,” the young man looked at Professor Liu in confusion. I was also puzzled, as this was the first time I’d ever heard of the Hidden Mystery Tower.

"It's normal that you don't know. 'I rode my horse to Zangxuan Temple, seeking the ancient city of Lu. The forest is empty, the woodcutter's path leads in, the sand is soft, the city wall is crumbling. The shadow of the towering mountains is on the horizon, the sound of flowing springs echoes at the bottom of the ravine. The millet seedlings are still lush, the territory is vast and boundless. I remember the past when the officials were in high rank, the emperor personally bestowed the belt and the oath. The Minister of Works was rewarded, the emperor valued the management. The merits of the

feudal lords were reported , the temple was built in advance. Private

officials were transferred to the imperial court, the main road was bestowed with the tassel of the imperial hat...' Professor Liu suddenly recited this ancient poem. 'This poem is wrong...' The young man looked at Professor Liu

in disbelief. 'No,' the old professor interrupted him, 'this is the original version of the poem, but it has been intentionally altered. Lucheng is Luyi, located forty or fifty li north of Zangxuan Temple on the east bank of the X River.' 'You mean Luyi is...' The young man was shocked again.

Actually, not only him, but I was also shocked, not expecting to overhear this secret. Luyi, of course, refers to Luzhen. If this is Zangxuan Temple, then forty or fifty li north of Zangxuan Temple is Luzhen. My heart started pounding at this thought. Sure enough, this Zhuangyuan Pagoda—no, more precisely, the Cangxuan Pagoda—was connected to Luzhen. But why was the Cangxuan Pagoda renamed the Zhuangyuan Pagoda? My questions began to resurface. This part of history wasn't recorded in the county annals. Could it be that, like the local annals of Luzhen, they had been "embellished," or had this history been long forgotten? But who was this Professor Liu? He seemed to know everything. Judging from his tone, he was clearly very knowledgeable about this place, perhaps even here specifically for this reason.

"Let me tell you," he said, "this pagoda's predecessor was the Cangxuan Pagoda, and the Zhuangyuan Pagoda itself was simply rebuilt on its original site. However, the Cangxuan Pagoda had collapsed nearly seven hundred years ago when it was rebuilt, so later generations only knew of the Cangxuan Temple and not the Cangxuan Pagoda. They even believed that the pagoda was originally built by the Zhuangyuan (top scholar) Gongyi, hence the name Zhuangyuan Pagoda."

I felt secretly relieved to find such a secret history. They had no idea that someone nearby was eavesdropping.

"And this tower was originally built by Liu Feng of the Great Han Dynasty..."

"What, Liu Feng?!" My mind nearly exploded. Hearing about him again, Liu Feng, this mysterious figure, who remained unremarkable in history, yet everything here was connected to him, even this ancient tower was a symbol of his existence.

"Liu Feng? The one we're looking for this time..." the young man exclaimed in surprise. "

Yes," the professor was clearly startled by his disciple's voice. He looked around and, finding no one paying attention, whispered, "Keep your voice down."

"But Master... was this tower really built by Liu Feng?"

"Of course, of course. You think I'm just making things up?" Professor Liu was clearly intolerant of being questioned by his disciple.

"No, I'm just wondering how you know so much, teacher."

"Do you know my real surname?" the professor suddenly asked.

"Professor, of course your surname is Liu?" the young man replied.

I found it amusing too. You're called Professor Liu, so why would your surname be "Ma"?

"My real surname is 'Gong'."

Gong? The top scholar Gongyi? This thought immediately popped into my head.

Chapter 126
As expected, the professor surnamed Liu nodded slightly, then whispered a warning not to tell anyone. Judging from his tone, it seemed the young student was the first to know.

Not simple indeed. I never imagined this person was a descendant of the top scholar, Gongyi. I know that in those turbulent times, changing names was common to legitimize one's lineage, especially after the recent war when household registration was severely damaged, and in some places, entire villages were deserted. But I think Professor Liu himself didn't expect that once he changed his name, it would be forever.

From his tone, I can at least deduce that the top scholar must have discovered something at Cangxuan Temple, which is why he conceived the idea of building the pagoda. He clearly had ulterior motives, erasing all traces of the Cangxuan Pagoda after its construction. It's even possible that the poem Professor Liu recited was intentionally altered.

What exactly did Gongyi discover? What clues did he find that have kept his descendants searching tirelessly for decades? Could it really be as my master imagined?

For a split second, I considered investigating Professor Liu and his companion, but I quickly dismissed the idea. I was afraid of alerting them and exposing myself. So far, I knew of several people eyeing Luzhen: Old Sun, the Liao couple, Zheng Changyin, and Professor Liu. You can imagine how many were secretly watching. I understood the proverb "the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind." Besides, no matter what, they couldn't bypass Luzhen, and I was currently its ruler. So, I held the biggest card in my hand; any tricks they played would ultimately be no match for the dealer. Understanding this, I felt fortunate for my master's foresight, and since my identity was discreet, I believed I hadn't been detected by anyone with ulterior motives.

I stopped paying attention to the two of them and turned my gaze back to the top of the tower. By this time, the smoke had thinned considerably, but the crowd had grown even larger. The Chinese people's love of excitement has never changed; they seemed determined to keep waiting. It looked like more and more people had heard the news, and it would probably get even more crowded later. I thought for a moment and decided to leave. However, when I turned around to look for Jiang Ailian, I found that she was no longer there.

Anyway, she's a grown woman; she wouldn't get lost, so I left. Along the way, I saw countless devout men and women holding incense and paper money, crowding in, probably hoping for a miracle from the Bodhisattva.

Since I had explained everything to Jiang Ailian, I didn't plan to go back to the guesthouse. Thinking of that little girl, Wang Qian, a surge of emotion welled up inside me, so I found a nuisance and went back to the hospital.

It was already past eleven when I arrived at the hospital. Only Zhao Na was on duty in the duty room. She looked at me with great curiosity, but this time she didn't give me a bad look. She simply told me that Wang Qian was off today.

I slapped my head hard; it seemed I was really overcome by lust. The whole Zhuangyuan Tower thing had made me so forgetful. Just as I was about to leave, she stopped me, saying, "Wait a minute, it's almost noon. Eat here, otherwise Wang Qian might complain if she finds out I didn't feed you."

I was hungry too, so I nodded without refusing. Zhao Na took two lunchboxes to the cafeteria to get food, while I sat in the duty room rummaging around.

A short while later, she came back with the lunchbox, her forehead glistening with sweat. She pouted and placed the lunchbox in front of me, saying, "Young Master, hurry up and eat. Making me go out to get food in this heat is really inconvenient."

"Hehe, you stopped me when I tried to go," I said, watching her fan herself with her little hand in a slightly annoyed manner. A thought stirred within me. Although she was still wearing her nurse's dress, she was now wearing white stockings that tightly hugged her fair and delicate legs, making her look like she had a plump bottom. Her beautiful eyes were lowered beneath her light eyebrows, and she had a small, delicate nose and a luscious cherry-like mouth. She looked like a pure and ethereal fairy, or a jade figure carved from an incredibly alluring piece of Lantian jade.

I hadn't noticed her when I first came in, lost in thought, but now my eyes lit up.

My gaze lingered on Zhao Na's thighs—slender, long, and shapely legs, simply exquisite. Especially striking were her delicate feet in elegant light blue high-heeled sandals, breathtakingly beautiful. Her jade-like white toes, adorned with a few bright red nail tips, only fueled my desire to ravage her body.

She blushed at my staring, but didn't cry out. She quickly went to the table, tidied up her files, and sat down next to me.

"Hehe, I didn't realize you looked so beautiful dressed up," I complimented. I've always believed that men should express their praise for women; otherwise, how will they know you think she's beautiful? Besides, no woman dislikes compliments.

Zhao Na quickly avoided my burning gaze, but her shy and adorable expression betrayed her feelings.

"Wow, the food in your cafeteria is so plentiful!" I exclaimed as I opened my lunchbox. There was a plate of stir-fried green peppers and eggs and a plate of braised pork. My stomach was already growling with hunger, so I immediately stopped being polite and started eating voraciously without a care for appearances.

Halfway through, I realized I hadn't thanked Zhao Na yet. I looked up and saw her staring at me in surprise. I then noticed my eating habits and said a little embarrassedly, "Did I scare you? This is just how I eat, I can't change it, haha."

"No, you have a good appetite," she said shyly, pursing her lips and smiling secretly.

"Haha, that's what they call having a mouth to go anywhere, and being unable to move an inch without one." I saw her push the braised pork aside and only pick at the green peppers and eggs, so I asked, "What, are you on a diet? You seem thin enough already, you should eat more."

"No, I don't like meat," she explained.

“People say you are what you eat,” I muttered after saying that, “No wonder your chest is so small.”

“What did you say?!” I didn’t expect Zhao Na to have such sharp ears; she could hear such a soft voice.

“Nothing, I just wanted to say that our country’s food supply isn’t very good. If you don’t want to eat it, give it to me.”

“Here you go, take it all, eat until you die.” Zhao Na stood up reproachfully and shoved the meat from her lunchbox into mine. After we were halfway through, we both realized something was amiss and sat there silently eating.

The atmosphere became a little awkward, so I tried to make conversation: “The Scholar’s Pagoda was smoking today, why didn’t you go see it?”

“Didn’t you see I was on duty? I’m so annoyed today, I’ve been busy all morning and haven’t had time to ask for leave. By the way, was it really smoking?” Zhao Na became interested when she heard this.

“Yeah, there were so many people, there were still people going when I squeezed out.” I continued on this topic, talking about the scenic view of “ancient pagodas smoking” recorded in the county annals.

The hospital was nearly empty at noon, so Zhao Na had plenty of free time. She took out a deck of cards and we played a game. Of course, I wasn't bold enough to make her take off her clothes if she lost, given the constant flow of people in the hallways and the need to change IV drips for patients. We agreed that if I lost, I would flick her nose, and if she lost

, she would slap my palm. Zhao Na's rosy cheeks and delicate skin often stirred my desires, but I had to restrain myself. Once, I deliberately increased the bet, and Zhao Na lost more than twenty times in one go. This time, she was terrified and was about to stand up and run away when I reacted quickly. Her calf was right in front of me, and almost instinctively, I squeezed my legs together, trapping her smooth calf.

Zhao Na couldn't escape, and I took the opportunity to grab her soft hand. Zhao Na's face turned bright red, but she didn't object, which meant she had something on her mind, and I used this opportunity to test her.

"We agreed when we were playing cards that surrendering meant losing half the game, but you cheated, so you'll have to pay double!" I pulled her hand hard, closing the distance between us. Zhao Na became flustered as she looked at my face getting closer, her fair cheeks flushing red. She lowered her head and said, "Can't we change to something else? It'll be over forty hits, my hand will definitely swell up."

In fact, I had been hitting her palm lightly, not wanting to be too forward with a beautiful woman, but she had deliberately teased me a few times, scratching my nose until it hurt.

"Then what should we exchange it for?" I glanced at her calves, the white stockings so smooth, then looked up at her and smiled, "How about I give you a free kiss here, I'll take the loss."

"Are you kidding me?" She struggled free of her hands and then punched me, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tell Wang Qian. Besides, I'm saving my first kiss for my boyfriend."

"Come on, who would believe that? Your first kiss? I guarantee you're definitely not a virgin." I pretended not to believe her, but deep down I was somewhat convinced; she clearly looked like a virgin.

"What, do you want proof?" She suddenly became a little excited.

"Of course," I answered confidently, as if it were premeditated.

"Then... how do you prove it?" Zhao Na was dumbfounded after saying that.

"Let me prove it," I said, licking my lips.

She immediately understood what I meant and was about to punch me again, but then she smiled and said, "You pervert, trying to take advantage of me? Not so easy."

"Who wants to take advantage of you? You're the one who's got the wrong idea." I pretended to be serious and said, "It's actually very simple to see if a girl has experience with kissing. Just look at her lips' instinctive reaction. For example, in the dark or with her eyes closed, when her lips touch a foreign object, is her first reaction one of resistance or acceptance? There are many kinds of foreign objects, such as a piece of paper or a pen, etc." I made up another theory.

"Then I'll try it myself," she said, tearing a piece of paper from her notebook.

"That's not an instinctive reaction," I quickly stopped her.

"How can I tell?" Zhao Na asked doubtfully.

"Close your eyes, and I promise I won't kiss you. I swear on my integrity."

"You have integrity!" Although she said that, she still closed her eyes.

Because of her short stature and her slightly bent-over posture, the front of her loose nurse's uniform drooped, leaving a lot of space in front of her chest. This gave me an unobstructed view of her breasts, which her snow-white bra couldn't fully cover.

Indeed, her breasts were quite small, but from this angle they appeared unusually perky. Especially the white, pink mounds of flesh exposed at the neckline aroused a strong desire in me. An unavoidable surge of heat rushed from my lower abdomen to my brain, and all my movements stopped instantly. I could only feel Zhao Na's tense breathing, her warm breath tickling my face.

I reached out and brushed my fingers against her delicate, red lips; the full, soft touch sent a shiver through me, a slightly sweet sensation. Zhao Na sensed something was wrong and quickly leaned back, then opened her eyes. Seeing my fingers withdraw, her face flushed, and her bright eyes seemed to be veiled in mist, watery and extremely captivating.

"I'm really confused," I said before she could speak, changing the subject. "How can such a pretty girl like you not have a boyfriend? Just now, it seemed like you'd never actually kissed anyone."

"Of course, do you think I'm like what you imagine..." Seeing me staring at her chest, she immediately got annoyed. "Where are you looking?"

Then she hurriedly explained, "It's not that no one's pursuing me... it's just... it's just..." She panicked.

This is the pressure of psychological suggestion. Actually, if you keep staring at someone, their first reaction is definitely that something's wrong with them. I remember when I was a kid, a bunch of mischievous classmates and I would often pour a bucket of water on the roadside in the winter mornings, which would quickly freeze. Then we, a few unscrupulous classmates, would stand on the roadside laughing and staring at passersby. Most people were so confused by our stares that they forgot where they were going and slipped, making us laugh out loud.

Zhao Na was even more like that. She was already insecure, and after I kept nagging her a few days ago, she became even more sensitive. As soon as I looked at her chest, she immediately remembered this incident.

Seeing her flushed face and flustered expression, my heart skipped a beat. I reached out and grabbed her delicate hand again, gently patting it. "You're beautiful, you know that?"

She gasped in surprise but wasn't angry, blurting out without thinking, "You pervert."

"Is it because you have high standards, or because your parents are strict, that you've always been a good girl?" I casually guessed.

"No..." she blushed at my words.

"Could it be that you don't like men..." I feigned surprise.

"You bastard..." This time, she stood up angrily and reached out to hit my shoulder. I pulled her back, and my hand involuntarily pressed against her stockings, feeling their smooth elasticity. She suddenly became flustered, her body stiffening as she half-reclined against me, forgetting to struggle. I took the opportunity to kiss her lips, stealing this girl's first kiss. Of course, I knew the principle of stopping short of a kiss, and before she could react, I quickly let go of her and helped her up.

She touched her lips in astonishment, her eyes suddenly filling with tears, and said, "Bastard, what did you just do?"

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Her sudden reaction confused me, and she started crying for no reason. I had never expected Zhao Na to have such a strong reaction.

Having known her for a while, I had assumed she was as unrestrained as Wang Qian. But since I'd already done it,

I couldn't help feeling a pang of guilt. I stood up and pulled her into my arms, whispering, "I'm sorry, I was just teasing you. I didn't expect such a strong reaction..." "You're a bastard, a pervert! Do you even know what you just did?" She continued to angrily pound my chest, completely forgetting that I was holding her.

Logically, I should have comforted her after she cried like that. But for some reason, maybe it was just lust, I looked at her luscious little mouth so close to mine and couldn't resist the urge to taste it.

"Ugh..." Sure enough, Zhao Na stared at me blankly, forgetting to react.

She didn't realize how alluring her actions were. Her sorrow was tinged with tenderness, and I could feel the soft, smooth flesh, like a cherry sprinkled with dew. It was an irresistible temptation in my eyes, so I couldn't help but swallow and begin to suckle.

She hurriedly pushed me away, but she was no match for me, especially her little mouth. Although she clenched her teeth tightly, I kept licking it, and it slowly began to conquer her.

Perhaps Zhao Na had no idea how her feigned resistance was making me feel. Her punches, leg raises, and rubbing against me all intensified my desire.

"Mmm..." Zhao Na let out a soft moan of shame and anger at my sudden intensification of the attack. Her body trembled, and she struggled to utter, "You... what are you doing? Wang Hao, don't... do this... let go... you... can't do this..." Perhaps because of her nervousness, she could only utter these few words. Unfortunately, her soft protests sounded like seductive invitations to me.

Now I gradually realized that this was the duty room. What if someone came? I hugged Zhao Na and kissed her as I backed away, finally freeing one hand to lock the door from the inside. This way, no one would disturb me. Even if someone knocked and found no one answering, they would assume there was no one inside and would definitely need to find another nurse.

But as I lost focus, Zhao Na snapped back to reality. "Let go! Wang Qian will kill me if she finds out! Wang Hao, I know you're good to me, but I can't betray Sister Wang Qian..." She was afraid someone outside would hear, so her voice was very soft.

I ignored her pleas, carrying Zhao Na straight to the small bedroom at the back. I pressed her down on the single bed, half-pressing her body, and my hands eagerly unbuttoned her blouse, pressing my lips to Zhao Na's fair and delicate breasts, gently caressing them through the soft bra, reveling in the shy struggles of the girl in my arms. It seemed Zhao Na was very self-conscious about her breasts, even choosing a thick bra to enhance their fullness.

Her small hands desperately pushed against my head, but being a virgin, she couldn't withstand my caresses. Soon, her delicate body began to tremble, her jade-like body soft and numb. I skillfully pushed the thick bra up, revealing two tender little breasts, firm and warm. Gradually, I noticed that Zhao Na's struggling hands were losing their strength, and as I caressed her breasts, her breath grew heavier. Her once-disheveled hair swayed, but the movement lessened, and she became more docile.

I knew this girl was aroused by my touch. My other hand touched her thin white stockings; the two straight, elastic legs extended to the lace-trimmed garter belt, winding inside her nurse's skirt and around her slender, bare waist. The small, semi-circular white lace rhombuses perfectly concealed Zhao Na's full pubic bone, alluringly nestled between her long, well-proportioned thighs, covering the cleavage.

At that moment, I felt as if my whole body was on fire, wanting only to kiss her, to ravage her. Zhao Na no longer resisted, but simply closed her beautiful eyes tightly in shame, her whole body trembling slightly, as if she had no bones.

When I kissed her lips again, Zhao Na responded shyly. As our lips touched her fragrant lips, saliva welled up in her mouth, mingling with mine. The soft sensation was like a long-awaited fountain, gushing forth.

Her face flushed, she breathed softly, moaning softly. My hands grasped her soft, elastic breasts, kneading and playing with them, teasing her delicate nipples. She closed her eyes shyly, rubbing her face against my head.

But when my hand slipped under her skirt, reason suddenly struck me—not a sudden pang of conscience, but fate. I abruptly stopped, like a dud in a blast.

Zhao Na had started her period… I knew that sex at this time would be devastating for a woman's body, and now I understood why she was wearing stockings. I lamented that this girl shouldn't be a woman now; what should have been a moment of passion had turned into this. I wasn't shameless enough to take her at this point, so I reluctantly stopped.

Zhao Na seemed confused by my sudden stop, but quickly came to her senses, struggled to sit up, and then silently began buttoning her clothes beside me. A moment of silence fell between us…

“Wang Hao…” Unexpectedly, she spoke first. Her face flushed, she looked up at me and said, “I won't tell Wang Qian about what happened today, but think about it yourself. Have you done right by Wang Qian? Have you betrayed my trust in you? Do you know how Wang Qian will react if she finds out? She'll hate me to death.” As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again.

It was surprising that a woman spoke first. I knew she was very aggrieved. She'd lost her first kiss, almost lost her virginity, and all of this was done inexplicably. Anyone would be upset. I also felt a pang of self-reproach. Why was I always so driven by lust? I was vaguely sensing something strange about my body. I wiped away her tears and said, "No, how could she know if we don't tell her? Even if she did, it wouldn't matter. I like Wang Qian, and I like you too."

She didn't expect me to say such a thing and immediately stopped trying to stop me.

"Don't cry. If you don't like me, I won't touch you anymore," I said, wiping her face before letting go. I hadn't realized it before, but as I said those words, a thought struck me. I think I really like Zhao Na. Is desire the root of liking, or do I just like her body more? I don't know, but what's certain is that comforting this pretty girl is the priority right now.

Unexpectedly, when I let go, Zhao Na's face showed disappointment and resentment, like a woman who had been abandoned.

I deliberately wore a look of loss on my face, gazing at her with affection. Finally, I gently patted her shoulder and stood up to leave.

"Don't go..." Sure enough, she hurriedly grabbed my sleeve.

Women are inherently weak and need the protection of the strong. My actions towards her just now, though somewhat forceful... But Zhao Na probably didn't expect this to happen, so she hesitated and felt scared. She wanted to find someone to comfort her and calm her mind. When she saw that I was about to leave, she subconsciously reached out to stop me.

Seeing me look back at her, she panicked. "No... I didn't mean that, don't be angry, I'm just afraid of Wang Qian..."

Seeing that I still didn't speak, her tears welled up again. "How can I face Wang Qian? You're her boyfriend, and I'm ruining your relationship. I... let me tell you... that time you saved Wang Qian's sister's child, you wanted me to give you an IV drip because I fell in love with you at first sight... but Wang Qian broke free. She said she knew you, and the next day she told me she wanted to pursue you as her boyfriend. Sure enough, you two got together. I was so disappointed... but... but I knew I couldn't do that. I wanted to forget you as soon as possible, but the more I tried to forget, the more I couldn't. I just wanted to argue with you... why are you provoking me again now... tell me..."

I was a little surprised. Wang Qian had lied to me after all. Even though I was bandaged up, she probably recognized me long ago, but she pretended not to know me at all. Yet, I also felt the depth of her feelings, and her impression on me deepened.

Zhao Na's words left me speechless. I didn't know what to do. I was somewhat relieved that we hadn't had sex, otherwise I would have only hurt her. After gathering my thoughts, I said, "Zhao Na, I really didn't know it would turn out like this. It's all my fault, but I truly love you from the bottom of my heart. I will never bother you again."

I wiped away the tears from her eyes again, but Zhao Na cried even more, leaving me unsure how to comfort her. Overwhelmed by emotion, I suddenly hugged her tightly again and kissed her glistening tears. The salty taste filled my mouth, and the fresh, alluring scent of her virginity tempted me.

This time, Zhao Na didn't push me away. She just shook her head from side to side to avoid my kisses, urgently calling out, "Wang Hao, don't do this... let me go..."

"Silly girl, just this once..." I kissed her cheek.

In an instant, Zhao Na's entire body went limp. One arm wrapped around my neck, and she began to respond passionately, kissing my cheeks and neck repeatedly... Her other hand scratched incessantly at my chest, the sensation sending a sweet feeling through my brain. I once again pushed Zhao Na's delicate body down onto the soft bed like a madman. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her small mouth was slightly open, and a crystal tear clung to the corner of her eye. Her soft breasts swayed with her breath, just like the expression she had when she awaited her first kiss.

I kissed her incessantly, drawing the air out of her chest. Zhao Na simply held me quietly, letting out low moans. My hand unbuttoned her shirt again, gently grasping her incredibly soft breasts. The full, soft touch sent a shiver through me, a sweet feeling washing over me.

She struggled slightly in my arms, her cheeks flushed, her bright eyes seeming to be veiled in mist, watery and extremely captivating.

My heart stirred at the sight of her. The long-suppressed impulse was awakened by her beautiful and charming appearance. I leaned down and my lips brushed against her tender breasts. A sense of pleasure rippled through my heart...

Her slightly petite breasts were very beautiful, smooth, soft, and full of elasticity, which aroused a feeling of tenderness from the bottom of my heart.

She was already breathing heavily, her mouth uttering incoherent, instinctive cries of "Wang Hao...no more!"

As my right hand reached down again, stroking her thigh, she suddenly became agitated, shoving me away. Before I could react, she grabbed her small bag and began rummaging through it...

a makeup mirror, lipstick, and comb were scattered on the bed, a chaotic mess. She hadn't turned her back to me the entire time, showing how desperate she was. After she had changed everything, pulling her stockings up to her thighs, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You almost killed me..."

She then began checking her skirt, finding a small bloodstain the size of her little finger on the bed sheet. She quickly wiped it away, completely oblivious to the fact that she was exposing herself in front of me.

Once she finished, she realized I was staring at her body like a lecherous man, and immediately started buttoning her clothes.

"Don't move," I pulled her into my arms again, rubbing against her. "Letting men massage your breasts will make them bigger..."

"Who knows if you're just taking advantage of me..." She blushed, knowing I was, but still acquiescing to my statement. Soon, she was stimulated again and cried out, "No, no, please, ah, I can't take it anymore... no..." Her hands pressed tightly against my head, making my face press against her soft, smooth breasts...

When there was a knock at the door, we both became alert. Zhao Na was terrified, her face pale, afraid someone would come in. But her small hands gripped my clothes even tighter, unconsciously using me as a support.

"Don't be afraid, I locked the door from the inside," I whispered to comfort her.

"You little devil, you pervert, did you plan this all along?" She relaxed, deliberately blowing hot breath into my ear.

"Little girl, looking for some thrills?" I looked at her disheveled appearance, especially her snow-white chest, which was flushed red after my exploration, and my heart stirred again. I gave it a quick grope.

But to our surprise, the person didn't stop, and their grip tightened. "Zhao Na, open the door..."

Zhao Na's face turned pale again, because... it was Wang Qian knocking on the door. We all realized that it was time for her to go to work.

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"Don't panic, don't panic!" Having had similar experience before, I remained calm this time and whispered, "Answer first."

"Oh, wait, almost there." Zhao Na was completely flustered at the moment. She hurriedly answered when she heard my voice, and then started to put on her bra and fasten the buttons, fastening them incorrectly several times.

"When you open the door, pretend you have a stomachache, say you've had your period, and then lie down in bed." After instructing her, I went into the closet where they kept their clothes.

Hearing footsteps, Zhao Na finished getting ready and went to open the door. Sure enough, she soon heard Wang Qian's voice: "Why didn't you open the door for so long? Hehe, was there a man hiding in there?" Her voice was getting closer; she must have entered the bedroom to look around.

"What nonsense are you talking about..." I felt a slight tremor in Zhao Na's voice. "I... I got my period. I was hiding inside changing tissues when you knocked at this crucial moment, scaring me half to death... Look, there's even some on the sheets, really..."

This girl isn't stupid. Although she had wiped it off, the red stain was still quite noticeable. Now, with her explanation, it made sense.

"I didn't know. I thought you were sleeping inside. Okay, you can go home now. Go home and use a hot water bottle to soothe it. I'll change my clothes for work..." Wang Qian said with a grin, no longer suspecting anything. Oh

no! I immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Wang Qian was going to change clothes. As she opened the wardrobe...

"Ouch..." Just then, Zhao Na suddenly cried out in pain.

"What's wrong?" Wang Qian's concerned voice came.

"My stomach hurts terribly, I think it's happening again... Could you get me a glass of water? I'm going to lie down in bed for a bit..." Zhao Na's voice trembled.

"Okay, wait here..." I heard Wang Qian's hurried voice again, then the footsteps faded away.

"Come out." Zhao Na's voice came.

"You're so resourceful, you scared me half to death." I finally breathed a sigh of relief and squeezed out of the cramped space.

"Who told you to do something wrong?" She glared at me, then sighed, "You'd better leave now, Wang Qian will be back soon." "

I'm leaving." I was about to kiss Zhao Na on the cheek when she dodged away.

After leaving the duty room, I waited a while in the men's restroom to make sure Wang Qian wouldn't find me before leaving the hospital.

I bought a bottle of Coke at a small shop across from the hospital and sat on a small stool by the door, chatting with a plump middle-aged woman. Seeing that there were no customers, she seemed bored and started talking to me. I told her about someone using Jianlibao (a

popular Chinese herbal tea brand) to scam people a few days ago. She listened with amazement, almost disbelieving, and thought I wasn't lucky enough to let the money slip away. This plump woman had the typical shrewdness of someone from a small county town. Hearing that I was from Luzhen on business, she spoke with even more pride, saying how unclean rural people's food was and how unhygienic their toilets were.

At first, I didn't intend to engage with her, but finally, I couldn't help but ask, "Auntie, have you ever been to the countryside?" There's a saying that goes, if you look through your household registration book and trace back three generations, how many families aren't from the countryside?

“I’ve been there before. My family is from the countryside,” she said, then seemed a little embarrassed, explaining, “My husband is from the county town; he married into our family a long time ago.”

“Hehe,” I chuckled but didn’t say anything more. I’d initially considered impressing her by mentioning my status as a resident of Ruzhou, but then thought better of it. There are people like that everywhere, and it’s true that conditions in rural areas are poor. But is the city really that great? Take this county town, for example. Even though the main streets are wide, the buildings in the alleys are worse than in the countryside, and many residents still live in brick houses.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Zhao Na finally emerged from the hospital entrance pushing her small bicycle. She had changed into a light green dress and still looked fresh and clean.

These bicycles were newly fashionable, given the catchy name of “lightweight bikes,” and I hadn’t expected Zhao Na to be so trendy. I didn’t immediately approach her; after all, the hospital entrance was crowded and noisy.

Zhao Na wasn’t riding the bicycle; she was just pushing it slowly, probably because she was feeling quite uncomfortable and didn’t want to do anything strenuous.

After walking a few hundred meters, she turned onto another road. I glanced at her, quickly walked up to her, and patted her on the shoulder.

"It's you?!" Zhao Na was startled, only then realizing it was me. She quickly looked around furtively and asked softly, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"Waiting for you. Why aren't you riding your bike?" I took the bike from her and said, "I'll give you a ride." "Why

should I let you ride? Let go!" She tried to take it back once, but seeing I wouldn't let go, she simply let me have my way and walked forward without saying a word.

"What's wrong? Are you angry?" I pushed the bike and followed her.

"Hmph," Zhao Na glared at me and continued walking.

"Get on, sit tight!" I suddenly lifted her onto the back seat with one hand and started pedaling.

"You... put me down!" Zhao Na helplessly punched my back.

I ignored her and kept riding forward with my head down. After riding for nearly two hundred meters, Zhao Na finally spoke up: "Do you even know where I live? Why are you riding like this?"

"Who said I was going to take you home? It's only a little past two o'clock. What are you going home for, to sleep?" I turned around and smiled at her. "Hold on tight, I'm going to ride faster."

"You jerk, where are you taking me?" Hearing my words, Zhao Na, who had been holding my clothes, could only move her hand forward and hug my waist. Due to the momentum, her not-so-ample breasts bounced on my back, stimulating my senses.

"How about we go play by the river for a while? I haven't been to any places since I came to the county."

"What's fun at the river? It's all sand." She retorted from behind.

"I can tell you don't go to the riverbank often," she said.

"I don't have that much free time, and it's so hot."

"Hehe, what do you do after work every day? Watch TV? That's so boring. By the way, there are karaoke bars in the county town. How about we go there tonight?"

You really can't imagine how quickly something becomes popular. When I went back to Ruzhou, this thing had just appeared, and now even this small county town has seven or eight, and I heard they're packed every day.

"I don't want to go, it's too noisy," she retorted.

"You said you've never been there? How do you know it's noisy?"

"I didn't say I've never been. I went once with Wang Qian, and it was so chaotic that I didn't want to go again."

We chatted as we rode, and soon we reached the edge of town. I got off and bought a big watermelon, putting it in the basket in front of me. I also bought a copy of the "XX Daily" from a newsstand and rode Zhao Na to the riverbank. This newspaper was a great deal, a dozen or so pages for five cents. Even if you sold it as waste paper later, you could still get a few cents from it, but it was mostly advertisements.

After riding for another seven or eight minutes, we arrived at the riverbank. The Lu River shimmered dazzlingly under the afternoon sun. The area was full of piles of rocks and overgrown with weeds, making it unsuitable for farming, so poplar trees were planted there. Although sparse, they added a lot of scenery. Unfortunately, the county hadn't developed it enough, so nobody came to visit. Of course, tourism was just starting to take off; everyone was busy making money, who had the leisure to travel? Even those with the means wouldn't wander around this barren riverbank.

I spread out my newspaper and plopped down under a poplar tree. Zhao Na lifted her skirt to cover her lower body, preparing to sit down, but I suddenly pulled her, causing her to fall into my arms.

"What are you doing…" she struggled to get up from my embrace.

"Don't move…" I used the same tactic again, "Just for a little while."

"Then you're not allowed to get any funny ideas." She quickly quieted down.

"Hehe, even if I wanted to, I couldn't." Thinking of Zhao Na's period, I wondered why it had come at such a crucial time. I suddenly remembered a story about a beast: a man and a woman slept in the same bed one night. The woman placed a bowl of water in the middle of the bed and said, "If you cross this bowl of water, you're a beast." The next morning, the man hadn't crossed it…

The woman said to him, "You really are worse than a beast.

" Thinking about it, I laughed

. Zhao Na, thinking something was wrong, quickly asked, "What's so funny? Tell me!" I told her the story again, and after hearing it, she immediately started playfully hitting me. She knew exactly what I was thinking.

I took her hand and smiled, "This story teaches us to seize the day, for tomorrow we may die."

"Then tell me, how many women have you slept with?"

"Guess!?" I was already immune to this kind of question.

Having gone through many relationships, I've slowly come to understand women's minds. I can only grasp about 70-80% of Zhao Na's psychology now. A woman who hasn't experienced sex is usually curious about it, especially with men who have. To hide their curiosity and naivety, they'll pretend to be knowledgeable, even feigning boldness or maturity.

I once read an article that analyzed this tendency very thoroughly, saying that women who haven't had sex are the easiest to hook up with because they have a vague understanding of sex and are full of curiosity, especially quieter women. They are often restless yet shy, making this the age when relationships are most likely to develop.

The author of that article must have been an expert in this area, even listing several steps, such as giving the girl small gifts, sitting close to her body, and how girls generally like to be praised, especially those just starting puberty. Words like "pretty," "cute," and "smart" are all good, but avoid using words like "sexy" or "voluptuous" that are easily associated with sex, as these will raise suspicion. After you've praised the girl until she's feeling smug, you can start physical contact, such as stroking her black hair, and proceed gradually...

I believe Zhao Na asked me with the same thought in mind. Hearing my question, she pressed on with some disappointment, "How would I know how many girls you've ruined, you lecherous wolf?" Seeing me chuckle, she pinched me again and said, "Tell me the truth, or I'll tell Wang Qian about you molesting me."

"Go ahead and tell her. I'll accuse you of seducing me," I retorted.

"Who seduced you, you scoundrel?" she started whining in my arms.

"This isn't seducing me," I grabbed her leg and pulled her up, "My eyes haven't left your leg all afternoon."

"You lecherous wolf, don't blame me, it's your own evil intentions," she started hitting me again.

I ignored her hitting, grabbed her foot, and gently hooked it with my fingers, pulling Zhao Na's sandals off.

"What are you doing?" she struggled in my arms again.

"Don't move, don't tempt me." Holding her soft, white foot encased in stockings, I felt a surge of desire, an irresistible urge to kiss it.

Zhao Na's feet were very fleshy and felt wonderful to touch. My arousal made her ticklish, and her calves twitched slightly.

My hand moved upwards, caressing her beautiful legs. Just as I reached her thighs, Zhao Na realized what I was doing and hurriedly grabbed my hand, asking in a trembling voice, "What are you trying to do…?"

"Take off your stockings, otherwise they'll get dirty and hard to wash off," I said, about to start touching them again. "

I'll do it myself," she said hastily, sitting up from me. Her hands rummaged inside her skirt, then rolled it down like a blanket, pulling the stockings down to her ankles. She pushed them aside and placed them on the newspaper beside her.

As I expected, Zhao Na's feet were very white, her five toes smooth like seashells, perfectly sized, and each toenail painted with red nail polish. I couldn't resist taking her feet in my hands again, kneading her big toe.

Zhao Na's face was flushed, and she kicked and struggled, but she didn't object to my actions. She seemed to enjoy my playing with her feet, even letting out soft moans.

"You heard me making love with Wang Qian that night, didn't you?" I asked, slowly moving my right hand up her clothes.

"You bastard, you pervert!" Zhao Na trembled, her face turning even redder.

"Tell me what you were thinking then," I said softly, looking at her.

"No, you scoundrel!" Zhao Na completely broke down under my onslaught, burying her head in my chest, but not struggling to escape.

"Tell me, weren't you aroused...? Tell me quickly, or I'll punish you..." I gently caressed the girl's right breast, the warm, soft flesh of her skin feeling elastic.

Zhao Na was wearing a two-piece set, which made it easy for me to caress her, and I could quickly pull it down to cover myself if anyone came.

I reached in from below, gently pressing and kneading her bra. Feeling uncomfortable, I slipped my fingers inside, pressing them against her small breasts and kneading them playfully.

"I'll talk...I'll talk..." Zhao Na, aroused by my teasing, quickly grabbed my hand, saying, "Take your lecherous hand out."

"I'll take it out after you tell me..." My question was just an excuse. My desire was burning, and my erection was already throbbing. I believe Zhao Na, sitting on my lap, sensed this, which is why she kept adjusting her posture. But being an inexperienced girl, she was too embarrassed to speak.

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