[Urban] Mountain Village Melody (Complete) - 7-9

Chapter Sixty: Before Borrowing Seeds

The sun was high in the sky when Fu Yingying lazily crawled out of bed.

Years of habits ingrained in her life as a wealthy woman made it difficult for her to shake even back in the remote countryside. She

had just finished washing up when her younger sister, Fu Qunying, had already prepared a meal for her. Fu Yingying, wiping her face, leaned over to the table and saw fragrant toon and egg noodles, plump soybean sprouts, and the village's unique rice wine—all wafting with an enticing aroma. Fu Yingying swallowed hard, praising the food with delight; it was all her favorite.

Sitting at the table, Fu Qunying placed a piece of egg on Fu Yingying's plate and poured her a bowl of rice wine, then said slowly, "Later, let's hitch a ride on the tree-carrying cart to Feishui Town and buy some vegetables."

Fu Yingying said, "We have vegetables at home, right? We have dried toon leaves, free-range eggs, and chili peppers and eggplants from the garden. Aren't these the best vegetables?" Fu Yingying's intention was to let her younger sister treat her like a guest, not an outsider.

Fu Qunying said, head down, "No, we have guests coming over tonight. What else can we do

if we don't buy vegetables?" Hearing that there were guests, Fu Yingying realized that the vegetables weren't for her. She breathed a sigh of relief.

She picked at a few noodles and asked Fu Qunying, "Who's this important guest? I know him

, don't I?" Fu Qunying said, "You probably do. It's that tall, thin guy who helped you start the fire yesterday morning. Um, his name is Chun Tao, Li Chun Tao."

When Fu Yingying heard that it was Li Chun Tao, the one who said she had big breasts, a smile appeared on her face.

She said, "Sister, what kind of guest is he?"

Fu Qunying smiled mischievously and said, "He's not a guest, just a friend. I asked him to come and keep you company, sister."

"Ugh, what would I need him for?" Fu Yingying said, feeling reproachful, but secretly delighted.

"To chat with you, to play with you, to find you a gigolo, is that alright?" Fu Qunying had always been outspoken and blunt, never afraid of offending anyone.

"I have a man, I don't need any gigolo."

"Your man, hehe, that bald Taiwanese guy, Old Song? Sister, you're really dense! How old is Old Song? He's almost fifty, and you're only twenty-seven or twenty-eight! Haven't you thought about your future, haven't you thought about his life when he's old?"

The conversation had veered back to her husband's lack of fertility and reluctance to have children.

This was indeed the heaviest and most troublesome matter on Fu Yingying's mind.

Sigh, Old Song had two children, and she was their stepmother. They never even gave her a second glance, let alone called her that. But because of these two children, Old Song had never mentioned having another child with her. As for Old Song, well, where to begin? Well

, Old Song, with his age, his once-powerful penis is now more like a limp, lifeless pig intestine. He manages to get an erection after taking a Viagra pill, and even if he manages to insert it, he just can't ejaculate.

A few times, she got impatient and asked Old Song to pull his penis out to see what was wrong. But no matter how she looked, Old Song's hard penis would go limp, and not a single drop of semen would come out. The only times he managed to get a little semen out were after taking Viagra and trying to get it out until he was exhausted and out of breath.

But what good was it? He definitely wouldn't get pregnant, and it wouldn't give her any pleasure.

Her younger sister had found her a young man, probably because she was always thirsty and had never experienced the pleasures of being a woman. But, but, she couldn't save face.

Fu Yingying said, "Don't act like some kind of philanderer to me. Your sister is a respectable person."

Fu Qunying laughed, "As if doing 'that' and enjoying a woman's pleasure makes you less respectable? Your logic doesn't hold water." "

Besides, sister, I'm not trying to be mean, but look at your skin, the color, so pale, even bronze-colored, not healthy at all. It's obvious you haven't had a man's touch." Fu Qunying talked on and on, spouting nonsense. Seeing

she couldn't argue with her sister, Fu Yingying put down her bowl and went to the inner room to put on makeup.

Seeing her sister put on makeup, Fu Qunying chuckled inwardly.

—Women, once she put on makeup, she was naturally preparing to go out.

Her agreement to go to Feishui Town to buy groceries to entertain Chun Tao proved that she also wanted Chun Tao to come to their home.

She wanted Chun Tao to come to her house for dinner, and naturally, she also wanted Chun Tao to give her…

Chapter Sixty-One: Enhancing Essence with Deer Wine

That morning, Fu Qunying and her sister Fu Yingying flagged down a large truck transporting trees, then went to Feishui Town to buy all sorts of vegetables, hitchhiked back home, and began preparing dinner.

At dusk, Chun Tao and his father Li Zejun carried a chainsaw and walked home. When they reached the entrance of the forest farm, Chun Tao suddenly remembered that Fu Qunying had asked him to come to her house for dinner that evening. Actually, deep down, he also wanted to go. Thinking of the gurgling water in Fu Qunying's patch of thatched land, the murmuring Yinquan River, and Fu Yingying's pair of snow-white breasts that she had presented to him yesterday, he felt a pang in his heart. That sensual place had a magnetic allure.

But with father and son traveling together, Chun Tao couldn't immediately head towards Fu Qunying's small shop. Going to a woman's house where the man wasn't home for dinner was such a suspicious and gossipy thing. If his mother, Wang Xiuhua, knew he was having an affair with a married woman, she'd hang him from a locust tree. But he wanted to go anyway; what could he do?

He'd passed the forestry cadre's house, turned a few more corners, and reached Fu Qunying's shop. Five minutes further on was his own house. Perhaps his mother, Wang Xiuhua, was already preparing a delicious meal and waiting for him.

Just a hundred meters or so from Fu Qunying's shop, Chun Tao hurriedly said, "Dad, I heard this morning that my classmate Xu Yanqing is back. I'm going to his house to see him." Xu Yanqing was Chun Tao's classmate from elementary to middle school, a good friend, but they'd lost touch after he'd spent a year at a third-rate university in another city.

“It’s not a holiday, what’s he coming back for?” Chun Tao’s father, Li Zejun, muttered. He had no idea that Chun Tao was lying. Instead, he said, “He’s back. Do you want to go see him?”

Seeing that her father had relented, Chun Tao immediately pretended to straighten her clothes, brushing the dust off herself, and said, “Dad, if Yanqing’s mother invites me to eat at his house, I’ll eat there. You go back, don’t wait for me.”

Li Zejun, unaware of anything amiss, immediately nodded and said, “Then I’ll go first. I’ll tell your mother.”

Chun Tao turned and walked towards the building where the forestry cadres lived, while her father, Li Zejun, walked towards his home, which was located in a corner of the forestry farm. In the blink of an eye, he rounded a bend and disappeared.

Chun Tao hadn’t actually left. She took a few steps and then stopped. She hid behind a tree and, seeing that her father was far away, hurried a few steps, like a secret agent following someone, and then turned and pushed open the door of Fu Qunying’s shop.

Fu Qunying and Fu Yingying had already prepared the meal, just waiting for Chun Tao to arrive so they could start eating.

The table was laden with dishes, including braised chicken with chestnuts, twice-cooked pork, and spicy diced chicken... all perfect for pairing with drinks or rice.

Where there's food, there must be wine, and the people in the mountain village love wine, and everyone, young and old, enjoys a cup or two. When Fu Qunying went to get the wine, she originally wanted to take a bottle of baijiu (Chinese white liquor), but she had read in the advertisements given by those small hospitals that drinking alcohol is very harmful to pregnancy, not only affecting the baby's development but also the chances of conceiving. This led her to choose a slightly more expensive wine—Zengjing Lusong Wine, a homemade wine from a sika deer farm in Feishui Town.

When Chun Tao saw the bottle of Zengjing Lusong Wine on the table, he thought to himself, "I'm not lacking in sperm, if I drink this wine, where will the extra sperm go? Will it end up in the hands of the two sisters?"

Thinking this, he didn't say anything, but still carefully raised his glass to toast Fu Qunying and Fu Yingying. Fu Qunying had always been a lightweight drinker; a large gulp would make her drunk. Fu Yingying, who frequented nightclubs, KTVs, and foot massage parlors in Dongguan with her man, Lao Song, lived a life of dazzling temptations. While she had a good tolerance for alcohol, after two drinks with Chun Tao, she too became flushed and shook her head, saying, "I can't drink anymore, I'm so dizzy, I need to go to sleep."

With that, she swayed and went straight to the bedroom.

Only Chun Tao and Fu Qunying remained at the table.

Fu Qunying, already a light drinker, was now quite tipsy. Chun Tao, also usually a light drinker, had been drinking a potent tonic, and while she hadn't felt anything at first, after a while, she suddenly felt a burning sensation in her head and a throbbing, swelling heat in her lower abdomen, as if it were about to ignite.

Fu Qunying was slightly tipsy, but she still held up her glass and said affectionately to Chuntao, "Li Chuntao, tell me, tell me, how well does your sister Qunying treat you?"

Chuntao nodded, clinked her glass against the glass, took a small sip, and said, "Does it even need to be said that Sister Qunying treats me well? I reckon it's even better than Dui Dexi."

Fu Qunying swayed from side to side and said, "You say I treat you well, so, how so?"

Chuntao couldn't help but laugh when she heard her say that. This woman, she treats me well, but she still asks in such detail. Does she have to say it's because she slept with me? He stared at Fu Qunying with a smile: "Sister has given me so many benefits, um, she gave me this, she gave me that... I remember them all." As he spoke, he kicked Fu Qunying's foot under the table.

Ignoring Chun Tao's kicks, Fu Qunying, still slightly drunk but earnest, said, "Chun Tao, you say I treat you well, so would you do me a favor?" "What favor? If it's something I can

do, I'll do it

without hesitation." Chun Tao immediately patted her chest.

"You can definitely do it, it just depends on whether you do it or not," Fu Qunying whispered.

"Did you beat up Cai Dexi? That bastard's out chasing girls, leaving me all alone." Chun Tao thought Fu Qunying was still holding a grudge about Cai Dexi taking women to hotels.

"No, it's not that," Fu Qunying argued anxiously.

"Then what is it?" Chun Tao asked.

"You said you'd definitely do it if you could!" Fu Qunying emphasized.

"Yes, it's like if you ask me to kill someone, I'll kill someone; if you ask me to go to the cowshed and have sex with a cow, I'll immediately pull out my testicles and have sex with the cow." Chun Tao, emboldened by the alcohol, spoke with great bravado.

Fu Qunying covered her mouth and laughed. She thought to herself, "How can Chun Tao be so cute?" But the matter wasn't about going to have sex with a cow at all.

Fu Qunying got up, closed the shop door, and then returned to the dining table.

She said, "Chuntao, what do you think of my sister's looks?"

Chuntao answered honestly, "As beautiful as you, um, no, even more beautiful than you, and her skin is simply flawless."

Fu Qunying said somewhat proudly, "That's right, my sister is pampered, while I'm used to the wild countryside, how could my skin be good?"

Seeing that Fu Qunying was bringing up her sister, Chuntao quickly took the lead, saying, "Sister, you just said you wanted my help, what is it?"

At this point, Fu Qunying had no way out, and she said with a troubled expression, "Chuntao, I want to, I want to ask you and my sister to do it once, okay?"

"What? What did you say?"

Although Chuntao heard her clearly, he pretended not to understand, because he never expected such a good thing to happen at this time, and that she was the one asking him for help. This made him a little uneasy and a little anxious.

“I want to ask you to sleep with her for one night, just one night, okay? Good brother, consider it a favor.” Fu Qunying snuggled closer to Chun Tao, her breasts already touching his arm. She leaned on his arm and shook it vigorously a few times.

Chun Tao said, “This… isn’t that inappropriate? Doesn’t she have a husband?”

Hearing his question, Fu Qunying used her womanly trump card. She pretended to be very depressed and miserable, sighing and saying, “My sister is such a poor girl. At 17, at such a young age, she went to Dongguan to work, and then found a Taiwanese man in his fifties to be her husband. You know, what’s the use of a man at that age? He can’t get hard, and even if he does, he’s not as strong as you, brother, and can last as long. Alas, my sister is such a pitiful person, so poor. She’s twenty-six or twenty-seven and still doesn’t know what it’s like to be a woman.”

“You mean, let me… have sex with your sister, let her taste what it’s like to be a woman?” Chun Tao pretended to be confused.

"Yes, yes, as long as you make my sister happy, Chuntao, I'll listen to you from now on. I'll do whatever you want me to do. I'll be your ox, and you can scold me when you're in a bad mood, okay? Or, I'll be your horse, and you can ride me when you're bored and your dick is hard, okay?" Fu Qunying said, tears welling up in her eyes.

But she still didn't dare tell Chuntao that her sister couldn't get pregnant and wanted to borrow a sperm donor.

Seeing Fu Qunying's words, Chuntao felt a surge of pity. But she still hesitated. This didn't make sense; what kind of younger sister would offer her older sister up to be fucked?

"Is this appropriate? Does she agree?" Chuntao couldn't help but ask Fu Qunying her questions.

"Suitable? Why not? Actually, it's all her own idea. You don't know, but from the moment you came to light the fire and cook for her, she fell in love with you at first sight. Yes, love at first sight, you understand? She thinks you're her Prince Charming, the kind of person she wants. Asking you to accompany her tonight was her own idea. I'm just helping to make the connection." Fu Qunying said, rubbing her breasts against Chun Tao's vest. Chun Tao thought of Fu Yingying's large, swollen breasts and felt a surge of lust.

"Could it be that Fu Qunying's sister really has her eye on me, and even had her sister act as matchmaker? These women, after seeing the world and going out into the world, how come they're so bold? Hmm, she must be the kind of woman who's lustful, the kind who looks dignified and beautiful on the outside, but is a big slut inside. I want to meet someone like that."

Chun Tao poured half a cup of aphrodisiac wine into her mouth, then staggered towards the room Fu Yingying had chosen.

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Chapter 64: Crawling into her bed

Fu Yingying was sleeping in the side room. When Chun Tao walked in, she was not asleep.

But she felt embarrassed and could only pretend to close her eyes. Sleeping with a strange man, for pleasure, for pregnancy—she couldn't get past her own conscience. But the reality was stark: her husband was nearly fifty, with two children to support, and he certainly wouldn't allow her to get pregnant again. She was about to miss the prime age for pregnancy and childbirth; it would be impossible for her not to feel resentful and anxious. But now, a strong, capable man, younger than herself, was about to take advantage of her. She had no choice but to close her eyes and pretend to be asleep.

Chun Tao, hiccuping and reeking of alcohol, walked in from the outer room, undressing as he went. The sounds of his footsteps and getting into bed reached Fu Yingying's ears clearly. When Chun Tao entered, he saw Fu Yingying already asleep, her head resting on his hand, eyes closed. He sat on the edge of the bed and gently rocked her.

He said, "Sister, sister, are you asleep?"

Fu Yingying, startled by his shake, pretended to rub her eyes and suddenly wake up, looking at Chun Tao in surprise. Then she said, "Yes, I'm drunk, really drunk. I just fell asleep."

Chun Tao smiled and said, "Sister Qunying told me that tonight, we'll sleep together."

Fu Yingying stretched a hand out from under the covers and gently placed it on Chun Tao's, saying, "She's just being horny. She hasn't been with a man in so long, her pussy is itching. You actually believed her?" Fu Yingying

's hand was plump and soft, with a fragrant and tingling softness.

Chun Tao grabbed Fu Yingying's hand, deliberately teasing her, "Sister Qunying is being horny, huh? Then tonight, I'll serve her, three times a night, making her so comfortable that she won't be able to walk tomorrow."

Fu Yingying pulled Chun Tao's hand forcefully, her face flushed, and said, "No…."

Chun Tao took advantage of the situation and swiftly pulled back Fu Yingying's blanket, jumping inside.

"Damn, she's completely naked!" Chun Tao, upon lifting the covers, was immediately overwhelmed by the sight of the woman's body, his nose throbbing and his head spinning.

Fu Yingying lay sprawled, one leg crossed over the other. Her alabaster skin reflected a soft glow under the fluorescent light. Her breasts, slightly enlarged, drooped downwards, the two translucent nipples appearing proud and aloof beneath faint areolas.

Chun Tao's hand unconsciously reached for her breasts, his movements rough and impatient. He almost simultaneously exerted all his strength into his hands. Fu Yingying initially tried to refuse, covering her chest with her hands to show she couldn't expose her entire body to a stranger.

But the more she did this, the more the man became aroused by the hazy, dreamlike feeling. With barely a bit of force, Chun Tao pried open Fu Yingying's hands, which were covering her chest. His one hand was firmly cupping one of her large, full breasts.

Yes, "cupping," not grasping or squeezing. Chun Tao's hand, starting from the base of Fu Yingying's breast, straightened her slightly drooping nipple and areola, making them stand erect and proud. Almost instantly, Chun Tao's drunken, reeking lips slammed into the erect nipple.

"Ouch, be gentle, be gentle," Fu Yingying cried, supporting Chun Tao with her hands, urging him to be gentler, while a surge of desire stirred within her—she thought this mountain man was indeed much rougher than that old Song from Taiwan. That old Song was so respectful and courteous during sex; nothing compared to this direct, satisfying, and comforting approach.

She liked this roughness, this ruggedness.

Chapter 65: A Love Story of Love and Debauchery (1)

Chun Tao lay on Fu Yingying's chest and sucked for two minutes. Her body swelled up from the sucking and licking. Not only did the little buds on her areolas burst out, but the two labia below, as if they had been lurking for a long time, began to move and frolic. She felt directly that every time Chun Tao sucked on her breasts, it was as if a tendon was being pulled down below, and her breasts would tighten and twitch in response.

Chun Tao explored with her tongue, licking and licking, and soon she reached Fu Yingying's lips. In fact, when Chun Tao was still sucking on her breasts, she felt her mouth was dry and her mouth opened involuntarily, letting the soft "hmm...hmm" sound escape from between her teeth. Now, Chun Tao's moist lips explored in with her drill-like tongue, and she welcomed the moisture into her lips almost without hesitation. Around that agile tongue, she met it with her own tongue, circling and fighting.

A suffocating pleasure slowly spread over the two of them. Fu Yingying

bloomed like a flower on Chun Tao's tongue.

Ever since she was drugged and raped by Lao Song, she had followed that damned Lao Song. Although Lao Song had also explored her body, taking her virginity and giving her pleasure, he was ultimately much older, and the age difference between them was too great. Lao Song hadn't explored the secrets of her woman's body. Now, encountering the vigorous Chun Tao, feeling his rough and violent tongue kiss, Fu Yingying's body swelled up like fermenting dough, as if it wanted to leap and soar.

After kissing Fu Yingying for a few minutes, Chun Tao's body also felt like it was on fire. Especially the fleshy rod pressing against Fu Yingying's lower abdomen, rubbing against her belly, had the urge to slide down her lower abdomen and thrust into her wet cave, draining the river of her vagina.

This impulse made Chun Tao unable to resist running his hand between Fu Yingying's legs. With that touch, he realized that Fu Yingying was already overflowing with desire. Her large, plump lips were covered with fluid, wet and slippery, like icicles on a mountain in the chill of early spring, glistening in the sun, ready to drip.

Chun Tao stroked between Fu Yingying's legs, then gently and softly parted her other leg, so that her legs weren't completely spread apart, revealing her beautiful, prominent vulva.

What a beautiful vulva it was—from a sparse tuft of hair, two pinkish labia were slightly parted, raised, covered with glistening, thick, white, lustful fluid, reflecting a bright light. The clitoris, nestled in this pinkness, protruded and throbbed.

Chun Tao parted the pubic hair and the two labia together, revealing Fu Yingying's vaginal opening. Although water gushed forth, the source was nowhere to be found. "Such a tiny opening!" Chun Tao's heart leaped into his throat; his astonishment almost made him gasp.

Indeed, although Fu Yingying had a husband, Old Song's penis was small, and he rarely penetrated her, causing her opening to remain tight and keeping her vulva a youthful red and pink. Even later, after Old Song realized his impotence and bought her a vibrator online, she rarely used it. When she did, she would simply leave it outside, using the vibrating plastic to soothe herself. She felt it wasn't intimate, didn't feel as good as a penis, and lacked the passion.

Now, Chun Tao's finger caresses, combined with the effects of alcohol, truly relaxed her. Her body, like a snake in spring, twisted and turned in Chun Tao's hands, and her hands unconsciously reached out to tease Chun Tao's penis. Ah, the moment her hand touched Chun Tao's penis, she took a deep breath.

Its hardness and thickness far exceeded her expectations, and were incomparable to the only man she had ever experienced. The protruding, uneven blue veins on the penis, and the blood running through those veins, conveyed that burning and restless feeling.

Chapter Sixty-Six: A Love Story of Clouds and Rain (2)

Fu Yingying gripped Chun Tao's penis tightly, and whispered in the air: "Chun Tao, um, come up, I want you to come in." As she spoke, her hand was already holding Chun Tao's thing and pulling it between her legs.

Chun Tao was immersed in admiration and amazement at Fu Yingying's beautiful vulva, and this gentle tug didn't pull him over. His mind was filled with comparisons to the vulvas of several women he had been with, whether it was his widowed aunt Li Meiyu's vulva with its abundant pubic hair, or Zheng Tongtong's wet and messy vulva, none were as beautiful as Fu Yingying's. Fu Yingying's beautiful vulva made him no longer content with just touching it with his hands or rubbing it with his fingers; he wanted to bend down and lick it with his tongue.

Unfortunately, after her tug-of-war failed, Fu Yingying, already overflowing with desire, couldn't take it anymore. She sat up and flipped Chun Tao onto the bed. She grabbed Chun Tao's erect penis and, without hesitation, sucked on it, "shallow—deep—shallow—deep—shallow—deep," repeating this several times. This caused Chun Tao's legs to involuntarily spread apart. His loosely drooping testicles, even the skin around them, tightened, no longer trembling with Fu Yingying's thrusts. Instead, it felt as if an internal force was emanating from within, making it seem as if the contents stored inside were about to be ejected.

Fu Yingying blew on it for a few minutes, seeing that Chun Tao's thing was as hard as steel and as firm as iron. She thought it was time to let it in; otherwise, that beautiful white essence, those countless offspring within it, would burst out and eject elsewhere, leaving her with nothing.

She released Chun Tao's penis from her lips and gently held it in her hand. "Yo-da!" She leaned forward, sitting on Chun Tao's stomach. That thick, erect penis, perfectly positioned, pressed against her vulva. A tight, pleasurable sensation spread through her, making Fu Yingying bite her lip involuntarily: "Ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, so good."

This feeling was something Old Song couldn't give her, something the vibrations of that flea couldn't provide. Fu Yingying felt Chun Tao's large penis squeeze in, immediately covered in fluid; the mushroom-shaped, smooth head became even more slippery and thicker. Although Chun Tao's penis wasn't particularly long, it was positioned perfectly against her cervix, as if with just a little more force, it could penetrate deep into her cervix. Fu Yingying

sat on top, raised her hips, sat down… repeating this countless times, instantly becoming drenched in sweat, panting heavily, the swaying of her large breasts undoubtedly increasing the intensity of the activity. She was so exhausted that the veins on her temples bulged, yet she still didn't see Chun Tao about to erupt or ejaculate. Unable to hold back any longer, Fu Yingying said, "Chun, Chun Tao, you, you come up, I, I, ah, ah, ah, I'm so tired, so exhausted." Fu Yingying was already out of breath, barely able to speak.

Chun Tao, hearing this, felt a surge of smug satisfaction, thinking, "How about it? I'll deal with you, you little wench." He lifted his waist, his legs still supporting Fu Yingying, and sat up. While sitting, he wrapped one arm around Fu Yingying's slender waist and grabbed her large breasts with the other. With a "Yo-ho!" he flipped Fu Yingying over from top to bottom, so that she was lying flat on the bed, Chun Tao standing between her legs with his massive member.

Now, Fu Yingying stretched out as wide as possible, opening her legs further and further, letting her beautiful vulva rise high, letting her labia open wide to Chun Tao's penis. Chun Tao's rod went in, and her sensations were more direct and pleasurable than when she was sitting on top. With each thrust and pull, the moans escaping her lips were no longer like whispers from between her teeth, but rather shouts emanating from her open mouth.

"Oh, oh, um, um," the sounds were not only melodious and alluring, but also wildly exaggerated.

It was in these sounds that Fu Yingying truly felt the joy of being a woman, the comfort of being pinned down on the bed by a real man, and the exquisite pleasure of being penetrated by such a large, thick rod.

This kind of virile man, so passionate, would surely make her pregnant, a thought flashed through Fu Yingying's mind, further drawing her into the battle.

Later, Fu Yingying felt Chun Tao's rod swell to its limit, and the veins were throbbing and contracting. She timely pulled her legs back, wrapping them around Chun Tao's back. This wrapping of her legs from behind allowed Chun Tao to exert even more force, penetrating even deeper.

As Chun Tao's buttocks tightened, Fu Yingying squeezed her legs together, and Fu Yingying felt a rush of scalding water rush towards her, flowing to the deepest part of that spring, flowing to the most comfortable place in her heart.

"Yo-ho," Chun Tao thrust his forehead forward, hardened his waist, and pushed his buttocks forward with all his might, firing the last bullet from his penis into Fu Yingying's body. Almost at that moment, Fu Yingying's buttocks clenched tightly, her ten fingers digging into Chun Tao's back. Her mind went blank—she, too, had orgasmed…

Both of them breathed heavily.

A moment later, Chun Tao looked at Fu Yingying and chuckled, saying, "You're so tight."

Fu Yingying, thinking that Chun Tao had taken advantage of her, retorted, "You're so thick." You're so

slutty!

You're so perverted!

…

The two laughed and teased each other.

Fu Qunying, who heard her sister's moans through the door, felt both smug and burning with desire.

She stroked her breast with one hand, while the other dug between her legs.

In her mind, she thought, "Sister, how about it? I told you this guy could make you feel good, maybe he'll even get you pregnant?"

At the same time, she was aroused by her sister's pleasurable moans and the powerful thrusts of Chun Tao. Her own genitals were already overflowing with desire. She pulled her hand out of the wet crevice, her hand covered in slippery white fluid…

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Didn't it leak out?

Chun Tao hiccuped, pulled up her pants, and walked away satisfied.

Fu Qunying chuckled and slipped onto Fu Yingying's bed.

"Hehe, sister, how about it? The guy I found for you, pretty good, right?" Fu Qunying nudged Fu Yingying under the armpit, then climbed onto her arm, looking on with amusement.

As the effects of the alcohol wore off and her lust subsided, Fu Yingying's sudden jolt brought her back to her senses. "You little devil," she muttered, "trying to be like those city girls, using sperm donation and adultery."

Fu Qunying chuckled, turning and pulling the covers over herself, lying down next to her sister on a pillow. Seeing Fu Qunying pull the covers over herself, Fu Yingying pulled them off. Firstly, her body was hot from the exertion, covered in sweat; secondly, she needed to get up and wipe away the fluids that had seeped out from her lower body.

Seeing her sister about to get up, Fu Qunying guessed what was going on and grabbed Fu Yingying with one hand. She said, "Sister, don't move. Didn't you want to use this boy's seed? Then we need to make sure his thing flows in. What's the use if it flows out?"

Saying this, she volunteered, pressing Fu Yingying down onto the bed and then stuffing her own pillow under Fu Yingying's buttocks. This raised Fu Yingying's buttocks and caused her waist to sink in, stopping the thick semen that had already flowed to the entrance of Fu Yingying's vagina. It slowly flowed back into Fu Yingying's vagina.

In fact, this method has no medical basis whatsoever, but it's a common practice among ordinary people, especially those in mountain villages. They believe it promotes the fusion of sperm and egg and allows more sperm to remain in the vagina, thus achieving the feat of conception and childbirth.

Fu Yingying's younger sister felt very embarrassed by what she was doing. She was naked, and there was still a trace of white semen flowing from her genitals. Now that her sister had propped up her buttocks, the few thin pubic hairs still wet with her fluids stood up messily, quite an eyesore.

Feeling embarrassed, she said shyly, "Never mind, never mind, it's really strange that I could get pregnant like this." With that, she stood up abruptly, grabbed some tissues from the bed, and went to the bathroom to wipe away the warm, slippery fluid.

After she came out, Fu Qunying asked again, "Sister, did it come out?" Fu

Yingying answered slowly and deliberately, "It came out, it seems like a whole bunch came out. I was just about to squat down when it all came out."

Fu Qunying, like an expert making a conclusion, said, "Then, I guess you won't get pregnant. When I was pregnant with Niuwazi, Dexi put his penis in and ejaculated half a bottle of semen, but not a single drop came out for half a day. This one all came out, so what's the use?"

"If it's useless, then it's useless. What can we do?" Fu Yingying actually wanted to say that as long as she was satisfied and comfortable, that was enough. But she didn't say it, afraid that her sister would say she was a cheap and lewd woman.

Fu Qunying, however, was not very satisfied with the result. Her first point was to make her sister feel good, to unclog and clean up her dried-up vaginal canal; second, and most importantly, she wanted Chuntao to leave a seed in her sister's uterus, so that her sister's happiness for the rest of her life would have a guarantee and a place to settle down. Now, all the semen has flowed out. Although some might still remain inside, the chances of getting pregnant are clearly much smaller.

"How about in a few days, I'll find that boy again, make some chicken soup, and let him nourish himself properly. Also, sister, don't sit on it, just lie down, like this, and use a pillow to support your buttocks. That way, all of that boy's essence will flow in." Fu Qunying said, demonstrating how to use a pillow.

Seeing how naturally she spoke, and knowing she was going to find Chun Tao to have sex with her again, Fu Yingying's face flushed again. The rough yet passionate thrusting, the thick and tight penis, stirred her heart, making her feel even more tender and loving towards her younger sister.

A day later, Fu Qunying pretended to wander around the forest farm and ended up in front of Chun Tao's house. Chun Tao's mother, Wang Xiuhua, was airing the quilts in front of the door. Fu Qunying stepped forward, greeted Wang Xiuhua, and asked, "Aunt Xiuhua, where has your Taowazi been these past few days?"

Wang Xiuhua turned around and said, "He went to Jiang Fusheng's house in Jiangjiachong. What, do you need him for something?"

Fu Qunying waved her hand repeatedly and said, "No, no, I just noticed he hasn't come to my shop to buy cigarettes these past few days, so I was just asking."

Seeing that Fu Qunying was only asking casually, Wang Xiuhua ignored her and went back inside to get a quilt.

Fu Qunying returned to the shop and joked with Fu Yingying, "That boy went out and hasn't been home these past few days. How about I find you someone else?"

Fu Yingying knew her sister was teasing her, so she didn't hesitate and said, "If you find me someone else, then you'll keep this boy for yourself?"

Fu Qunying laughed when she heard this, knowing that her sister was worried about finding too many people and ruining her reputation. Meanwhile, she had secretly developed feelings for Chun Tao, and from the bottom of her heart, she liked him, liked the roughness and wildness of his penis.

Fu Qunying said, "Then when he comes back, we'll go find him."

Fu Yingying blushed and said, "How embarrassing!"

Chapter Sixty-Eight: A Fresh and Passionate Kiss

But Chun Tao, although he was very fond of Fu Yingying's large breasts and snow-white skin, had to work hard for his ordinary life.

These past few days, he and his father, Li Zejun, had been busy loading the trees they had felled on Naizi Mountain onto trucks and transporting them away. They hired a few workers, and then they helped themselves, cutting the felled trees in the Naizi Mountain forest farm into the sizes required by the timber merchant, Lao Feng. Then, each person carried one end, four people carried one tree, and they carried them to the side of the farm road before loading them onto the truck.

Lao Feng, who was buying timber, heard on the phone that it was time to load the trucks. Worried about the loading process and potential accidents, he specially rode his motorcycle from the county town to the Naizishan Forest Farm to supervise. After the truck was loaded, Chun Tao's family settled the remaining payment with Lao Feng, and only then was the matter considered closed.

Chun Tao's mother, Wang Xiuhua, holding a wad of cash, said to Chun Tao and Li Zejun, "Look at Lao Feng, he owns two houses in the county town. He's in his fifties, yet he travels over a hundred miles to the forest farm to load trees just to earn some money." This led her to conclude that, "In this day and age, the richer you are, the busier you are."

Li Zejun echoed, "Yes, now it's an era where making money is the only skill. If you make money, you're not a hero; if you don't, you're a coward."... The conversation circled back and forth, starting with money, then mentioning the 20,000 yuan dowry given to Jiang Fusheng's family for nothing, and finally, inevitably, the topic of Chun Tao's marriage to Zheng Tongtong.

Wang Xiuhua said that the marriage with Zheng Tongtong was settled, but she also needed to give an explanation to Jiang Fusheng about the pretty girl, Jiang Jieyun. They had already given them 20,000 yuan in betrothal gifts, and they thought the matter was settled, but now that things had gone wrong, they still needed to inform them to avoid ruining the girl's life and to give them an explanation.

Li Zejun also agreed with giving the Jiang family an explanation.

He said, "We not only need to give them an explanation, but also apologize. This has made them lose face; they might think we're looking down on the girl, which is bad for their reputation in the area."

Li Zejun spoke seriously and solemnly.

His words were also very true; in the countryside, face is indeed more important than anything else.

Wang Xiuhua also instructed Chuntao that when she went to Jiang Fusheng's house in Jiangjiachong, she should explain to Jiang Fusheng that she wouldn't marry Jiang Jieyun, that she had a girlfriend she was getting married to soon, and that she definitely wanted the 20,000 yuan dowry back.

She suggested getting Jiang Fusheng to sign an IOU. However, Li Zejun disagreed with Wang Xiuhua on this point.

Li Zejun said, "They urgently need the 20,000 yuan now and can't possibly return it. Besides, we were indeed impolite. If he keeps pestering us and acts shamelessly, we'll just suffer a loss. Let it go."

The matter remained unresolved, but Chuntao took the initiative.

He said, "I'll see when I get to Jiang Fusheng's house. If he acts tough, I won't give in. If he tries to reason with me, I'll reason with him too."

Chuntao's words eased the tension between his parents and made Wang Xiuhua feel that her child had truly grown up.

Chuntao went to Jiang Fusheng's house in Jiangjiachong with this task in mind.

Unfortunately, Jiang Fusheng's uncle had passed away, and he had gone to attend the funeral, not returning until the next day.

There were chickens and pigs in the house that needed to be fed every meal, and Jiang Jieyun was responsible for staying behind to look after the animals.

Chun Tao parked her motorcycle in front of her house, and Jiang Jieyun happily came out to greet her, her face filled with joy and excitement. She never imagined that Chun Tao's visit would be to annul the engagement.

She led Chun Tao into the house, and taking advantage of the fact that no one was home, she put her arm around Chun Tao's neck.

Chun Tao turned around, wanting to tell her about announcing the engagement, but her lips were sealed by Jiang Jieyun's.

These past few days, Jiang Jieyun had really thought a lot. Although she was a girl from a mountain village, she had once hoped to become a white-collar worker in the city or a successful migrant worker. She had even had crushes on the handsome boys in town when she was in vocational high school. But ultimately, she felt that those dreams were just pipe dreams, unattainable wishes, like a flower that only blooms in the empty night.

Marrying Chun Tao, however, and becoming his woman, was real, something that was about to be settled. He had sent his family a dowry of 20,000 yuan and hired a matchmaker to bring chicken, duck, and fish. In the customs of the mountain village, he was her fiancé. Even if she slept with him now and became pregnant, no one would gossip.

This thought had been brewing in her mind for a long time, making her feel that there was no longer any barrier between her and Chun Tao. She was his wife, the woman he was about to marry. Thinking this way, Jiang Jieyun kissed Chun Tao even more boldly.

She tiptoed slightly, pressing her chest against Chun Tao's, desperately searching for his tongue at the corner of his mouth. Jiang Jieyun's breasts weren't large, but she was slender and tall, and she easily slipped her tongue into Chun Tao's mouth. Although Jiang Jieyun was a reserved and sensible girl, it didn't mean she was unfamiliar with kissing, nor did it mean she harbored the yearning of a young girl's passion. Her intense and passionate kiss left Chun Tao breathless, allowing him to experience the fervor and thirst of a young girl's devoted kiss.

Chun Tao pried Jiang Jieyun's shoulders apart, saying, "Jieyun, wait, listen to me." Jiang Jieyun

didn't let go; instead, she became even more frenzied, pressing her lips even more passionately to Chun Tao's. At this moment, the inherent aversion and insulating barrier she had developed towards men had been torn away; she wanted to open the tightly closed doors of her heart, which had been sealed by nearly twenty years of pent-up girlish passion, for the man before her.

As the saying goes, when a man's heart is moved, a needle is hidden in cotton;

when a woman's heart is moved, she is about to lose her virginity. When a man is moved, he will devise ways to approach a girl and fawn over her; even a rough man becomes surprisingly cunning. But when a woman is moved, she kisses a man, and he will easily take her.

This is the situation at hand. Although Chun Tao wanted to push Jiang Jieyun away and tell her that he couldn't marry her, Jiang Jieyun's intense kisses prevented him from speaking. Instead, they ignited the lust within him, and his penis, amidst Jiang Jieyun's sweet and passionate kisses, became erect and pressed against her lower abdomen.

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Such Small and Flat Chests

Although Jiang Jieyun had never been with a man, she had borrowed erotic books from classmates during her school days and knew that when men and women couldn't control themselves, a man's "third leg" would become hard.

What Jiang Jieyun hadn't expected was that Chun Tao's third leg was so hard, pressing right up to her lower abdomen, as if trying to create a hollow in her flesh.

This erection directly hindered her physical intimacy with Chun Tao, creating a distance between their intertwined tongues, preventing them from truly merging. This annoyed Jiang Jieyun. She freed one hand and slid it from Chun Tao's shoulder to his groin, intending to pull away the hard rod pressing against her abdomen.

This pull made Chun Tao feel as if the extremely hard rod would snap at any moment. He couldn't help but let out a "whoosh," arching his buttocks back, causing the rod to retract naturally, escaping Jiang Jieyun's small hand.

At the same time, Jiang Jieyun's pull further ignited the primal instincts within him.

By this time, Chun Tao had completely forgotten the purpose of his trip, and also forgotten to tell Jiang Jieyun that he couldn't marry her. Instead, he passionately and wholeheartedly responded to Jiang Jieyun's fragrant tongue.

Undeniably, Jiang Jieyun's French kissing skills weren't as good as Li Meiyu's, nor as good as Fu Qunying's, but her lips possessed a faint, youthful fragrance. Like a chrysanthemum, elegant and quiet; like an orchid, lingering and profound; like a plum blossom, fragrant and rich. Chun

Tao and Jiang Jieyun kissed for several minutes, their faces, noses, lips, even foreheads and necks covered in each other's saliva.

As a man who had experienced women, Chun Tao was naturally no longer satisfied with this endless kissing. His hands, rather restlessly, moved from Jiang Jieyun's hair to her waist. Jiang Jieyun was wearing loose-fitting sweatpants, and a large portion of her flesh between her top and pants had been exposed during the kiss—a perfect starting point.

Chun Tao's hand followed this exposed flesh, moving upwards.

This touch landed on Jiang Jieyun's bra.

"Brother Chuntao, no, please, um, um," Jiang Jieyun already felt the strangeness at the edge of her bra. She shook her arms, knocking away Chuntao's hand that had already reached her bra.

"Good sister, can your brother touch me there?"

"Um, no, it's broad daylight."

"Then let's go inside and lock the door, okay?"

"Um, no, I'm shy." Jiang Jieyun kissed Chuntao on the cheek again.

"What's there to be shy about? Brother will just touch you, I promise, just touch, okay?"

Jiang Jieyun's heart seemed to soften a little, but she still didn't give in. She hugged Chuntao and said in a coquettish voice, "I don't believe your nonsense."

Chuntao said, "Really, why would I lie to you? You have to believe me, I'll just look, I won't even touch you, okay?"

This time Jiang Jieyun's heart softened a little, and she said, "You said it."

Chun Tao nodded slightly, then embraced Jiang Jieyun and led her into the inner room of her house.

In rural houses, the outer rooms, with good lighting, are usually used as kitchens or master bedrooms, while the inner rooms, often dark and damp, are used as secondary bedrooms or guest rooms. The room Chun Tao led Jiang Jieyun into was a secondary bedroom, the room for Jiang Jieyun's younger brothers. After they went to school, the beds were all put away, leaving only the mattresses.

As Chun Tao led Jiang Jieyun into the room, his hand deftly reached for her bra. He slipped two fingers under the edge of the bra and easily found Jiang Jieyun's nipple.

To be honest, Jiang Jieyun's small breasts disappointed Chun Tao somewhat—her breasts appeared slightly raised, but it was an illusion created by the bra; in reality, they were still empty underneath, the small, raised breasts almost slipping through his hand. Like a slightly raised clod of earth with a large apple on top, they lacked any fleshy or fullness. This is what they mean by "flat-chested" or "flat-chested."

But when Chun Tao touched Jiang Jieyun's not-so-ample breasts and pinched her nipples with his fingers, Jiang Jieyun couldn't help but cry out, whispering in his ear, "Brother, you're so naughty."

If I weren't naughty, would I have touched her here? Chun Tao felt a little smug, continuing to knead her breasts, squeezing her nipples with his index finger and thumb, while grinning and saying, "Xiaoyun, your eyebrows are really beautiful."

As he spoke, his kisses swept across Jiang Jieyun's eye sockets and eyebrows.

With each pinch and kiss on her eyebrows, Jiang Jieyun felt a burning, urgent thirst welling up inside her. It was like land parched for a long time, almost bursting with dryness. Chun Tao's kisses and his kneading were like raindrops falling, bringing a sense of calm to the parched earth.

As Chun Tao kneaded her breasts, Jiang Jieyun's breathing became erratic, her cheeks flushed red, making her look like a blooming peach blossom. She felt a fire burning against her head and blazing into her nostrils. 04-22
Chapter Seventy: So Thick, How Can It Go In?

"Ah," the sensation of Chun Tao kneading her breasts made Jiang Jieyun involuntarily squeeze her legs together and let out a soft moan.

But driven by her female instincts, she pushed away Chun Tao's hand that was kneading her nipples, and slapped away Chun Tao's other hand that was caressing her lower abdomen. She shook her head like a rattle-drum: "Brother, no, no."

"Why not?" Chun Tao was a little annoyed that she had been pushed away from her chest, and deliberately teased her with a cute act.

"No means no, why so much nonsense?" Jiang Jieyun pulled her bra down a little, covering her small breasts. She smoothed her slightly disheveled hair with her hands and said, "It's broad daylight, I'm so embarrassed."

"There's no one else around, just the two of us, what's there to be embarrassed about?" Chun Tao walked closer to Jiang Jieyun and pulled her into his arms from the front. Jiang Jieyun's face was pressed against Chun Tao's, burning hot and flushed, just like peach blossoms blooming in a spring field in March.

“But I’m so embarrassed! How can we do that in broad daylight? It’s so shameful,” Jiang Jieyun whispered in Chun Tao’s ear. Hearing this, Chun Tao’s heart skipped a beat. Making love required choosing the right time? It seemed Jiang Jieyun still

held onto those old-fashioned rural ideas, as if they could only do it at night. Wasn’t it just because she was afraid of being seen in the bright light? “I’ll just draw the curtains!” With that, Chun Tao turned slightly, freeing one hand to draw the curtains. Rural curtains are small and made of cloth; they were easily drawn.

Darkness descended instantly, and the only sound was their soft breathing.

“It’s night now,” Chun Tao said, his hand gently stroking Jiang Jieyun’s back, from her shoulders to her buttocks. Reaching her buttocks, he returned, moving along her waist and slowly towards her bra.

"Brother, it's still not okay, I'm so scared." Surrounded by darkness, Jiang Chaoyun hugged Chun Tao even tighter.

"What are you afraid of? I'm here," Chun Tao said, trying to reassure her, thinking she was afraid of the dark.

"You're so mean, I'm just scared." Jiang Chaoyun held Chun Tao tightly, her chest pressed against his, preventing his hands from exploring her nipples. It was practically a gesture of rejection.

Seeing her firm refusal, Chun Tao didn't immediately proceed. He gently turned Jiang Chaoyun's face, which he had been stroking her back, so that she was facing him. Then, he kissed her forehead, her lips, and her earlobe, embracing her for a long time.

Jiang Jieyun finally began to respond. Her cherry-like lips began to search Chun Tao's face, her fragrant tongue, like a nimble sprite, probing and peering. When she probed into Chun Tao's lips and found a waiting, expectant tongue already there, she immediately began to playfully entwine with it.

As her tongue intertwined with Chun Tao's, Jiang Jieyun felt weak all over, her head spinning with a suffocating, dizzying pleasure. That feeling was both something she had longed for and something that warmed her deeply, and it made her feel her body swell up instantly. After

a while of mutual French kissing, Chun Tao's hands became restless again. He moved his hand up Jiang Jieyun's bra, touching that small bud once more. As he traced circles on that small areola with his index finger, Jiang Jieyun let out a long, panting breath: "Brother Chun Tao, no... um, no... Brother Chun Tao... it's so itchy, ah, so itchy..."

Chun Tao didn't care if she was itchy or not. He ignored her cries and instead kissed his way down her neck, kissing her slender neck and her fair collarbone. Chun Tao wanted to kiss further down, to the nipples covered by her bra, but below that, Jiang Jieyun's clothes were blocking his way.

Chun Tao felt a surge of heat as he saw that the place he most wanted to kiss was blocked by her clothes. If he lifted Jiang Jieyun's clothes, he was afraid she would refuse, which would be embarrassing. If he didn't kiss downwards, he couldn't control his passion.

At this crucial moment, Chun Tao didn't think much and just went for it—he used his hands to straighten Jiang Jieyun's sportswear, letting it lie flat on her chest. Then he reached behind Jiang Jieyun and unhooked her bra. Chun Tao thought that Jiang Jieyun would refuse or stop him from doing all this, but to his surprise, he did it smoothly.

Without the clothes in the way, Chun Tao once again pressed his lips to Jiang Jieyun's fragrant breasts. He didn't kiss directly at the two mounds, but instead continued kissing her chest slowly and gently. He kissed her until Jiang Jieyun gently swayed her waist, unconsciously thrusting her chest forward.

Only when the nipple between Jiang Jieyun's buds ripened and turned purple did Chun Tao, somewhat thirstily, suck on the purple nipple, then put it down, then suck on it again… Jiang Jieyun was ice, but he kissed her until she melted; she was iron, but

he kissed her until she softened. Her soft moans filled the heavy darkness. While Chun Tao was kissing Jiang Jieyun's nipples, his hands weren't idle either. One hand had already silently pressed against Jiang Jieyun's lower abdomen, gently rubbing it through her pants, occasionally slipping down to tease between her legs. At one point, his hand even slipped inside Jiang Jieyun's sweatpants, past her underwear, and touched her pubic hair. Jiang Jieyun's pubic hair was sparse, just a thin patch, which he quickly passed through.

Next, he touched her protruding lips. Chun Tao thought, with this kind of teasing, Jiang Jieyun must be completely wet. But when he touched her, he realized he was wrong. Jiang Jieyun wasn't just wet; she was unusually wet. Her plump lips were already swollen, and the clitoris in the middle felt rough to the touch. The watery love juice overflowed from the depths of that dark spring. When Chun Tao touched it, a wet, slippery liquid covered his hand.

When he touched her lips, Jiang Jieyun grabbed Chun Tao's hand and pulled it forcefully out of her pants: "No, no, Brother Chun Tao." Jiang Jieyun pulled Chun Tao's hand out, her mouth only murmuring in a daze.

Chun Tao obediently stopped putting her hands inside Jiang Jieyun's underwear and instead began frantically kneading her through her pants, until Jiang Jieyun's vulva gaped open, her clitoris swollen and prominent. Chun Tao still held her nipples in her mouth, sucking on them intermittently.

Jiang Jieyun's face was like a peach blossom; her mouth was slightly open, her tongue slightly drooping, the tip resting on her lips. Her eyes were filled with a hazy, dreamlike expression—so alluring and passionate, even surpassing that of Japanese adult film actresses, causing Chun Tao's penis to throb with desire.

"Xiaoyun, I...I...want you," Chun

Tao whispered, her lips gently sucking on Jiang Jieyun's nipples while her hand lightly caressed the inside of Jiang Jieyun's thighs, her eyes filled with love as she gazed at her.

"No, I already said that." Jiang Jieyun, startled by Chun Tao's question, stopped her dazed expression and tried to push Chun Tao away. Chun Tao said again, "Xiaoyun, look how uncomfortable I am! I'll just leave it there, okay?"

Actually, Jiang Jieyun was already aroused by Chun Tao's kisses, her desire surging. Hearing Chun Tao's words, she slowly relented, "You have to keep your word. You can only leave it there, not move it."

Upon hearing this, Chun Tao immediately pulled down Jiang Jieyun's pants. When she reached her underwear, she realized that her pink panties were already soaked.

Seeing the exquisite woman before her naked from the waist down, already aroused, Chun Tao quickly pulled down her own pants.

In the soft light streaming in from the window, Chun Tao's already hard penis stood erect, majestic and proud, its round and thick glans gleaming brightly in the dim light.

Jiang Jieyun was actually still a virgin. Upon seeing Chun Tao's enormous, monstrous member, she was horrified. So thick, so big! Her own opening was so small, how could it possibly fit? Remembering what her classmates had said about the excruciating pain of losing one's virginity, she was startled and immediately pulled up her outer and inner pants.

Chapter 71: A Slap, Another One.

Seeing Jiang Jieyun pull up her pants, Chun Tao gently asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Jieyun pointed to his dangling member and said with concern, "It's so thick, how can it go in?"

Hearing this, Chun Tao knew he had frightened Jiang Jieyun, and also knew that this flat-chested girl might truly be a virgin, a barren wasteland untouched.

So, he moved closer, whispered in Jiang Jieyun's ear, and said softly, "I'll only put a little bit in. The thick part won't go in at all. It won't hurt at all, and it'll feel very comfortable, mmm~~~."

Provoked by him, Jiang Jieyun, who was already aroused, completely forgot about the ferocity of the huge thing and instead pulled her pants down a little bit.

Chun Tao helped Jiang Jieyun sit on the edge of the bed, letting her legs part slightly. He pressed his monstrous member against her entrance.

"Be gentle, brother, I'm afraid it will hurt."

"Okay, I'll be gentle."

"Ah, it hurts so much~~ "

With a long cry from Jiang Jieyun, her fingers dug deeply into the skin of Chun Tao's waist. At that moment, Chun Tao had smoothly and roughly inserted his enormous member into Jiang Jieyun's vagina.

"Ah, be gentle." Although Jiang Jieyun felt the pain, a small sense of pleasure still spread through her.

That feeling was something she had never experienced in her nearly twenty years of life. The initial penetration was a heart-wrenching pain, but as the pain subsided, it was a full warmth, a pleasure that burst forth from the depths of her heart.

This process led her, half-sitting, to start digging her fingers into his flesh as Chun Tao entered, then holding him tightly to prevent him from moving. But as the massive object lingered in the riverbed for a while, she wanted Chun Tao to move. She loosened her grip on Chun Tao, then pushed him away, then pulled him back in.

Chun Tao naturally understood Jiang Jieyun's meaning. He began to slowly thrust in and out.

When Jiang Jieyun pushed, he pulled out; when she pulled, he thrust in. This soothing thrusting made Jiang Jieyun moan happily, echoing in the small room: "Hmm, hmm..." Her voice was faint, as light as a whisper, yet it clearly struck Chun Tao's eardrums, and his already swollen member, after a series of thrusts, suddenly disregarded Jiang Jieyun's resistance and plunged all the way in.

"Ah," was Jiang Jieyun's cry of pain. But with this sound, Chun Tao could no longer control himself; the muscles in his lower body tightened repeatedly, and the bullet from the machine gun shot into Jiang Jieyun's vagina.

After Chun Tao's outburst, he pinned Jiang Jieyun beneath him with a powerful thrust.

They kissed and embraced for two minutes before Chun Tao got up and pulled his penis out of Jiang Jieyun's body. In the dim light from the window, he saw that his plump, white penis was completely blood-red.

Looking at Jiang Jieyun's lower body, what had flowed out with the semen wasn't thick white fluid, but rather specks of bright red.

"You're really a virgin?" Chun Tao exclaimed, looking at his blood-red penis.

"What do you think?" Jiang Jieyun felt a surge of pride at Chun Tao's astonishment.

"I thought virgins were only found in kindergartens, haha, so you are one."

"You men are so bad. Mine is for my husband." She stood up, wiped away the fluids with tissues, opened the curtains, and then hugged Chun Tao again, showering him with passionate kisses.

"Honey, I thought it would hurt a lot, but it wasn't as bad as everyone says. It just hurt a little, like when you get a shot, but then it was fine. Hehe."

Jiang Jieyun was excited about her transition from virgin to woman. Many of her female classmates or other women had gossiped about how painful the first time was, but her first time was surprisingly comfortable.

Chun Tao, however, frowned deeply. He held Jiang Jieyun in his arms, a heavy feeling of unease weighing on his heart. His

lust had subsided, and he had regained his rationality, realizing the purpose of his trip—to annul the engagement.

Whether to tell her or not was a dilemma for him.

"Jieyun, I...I want to tell you something,"

Chun Tao said gently, stroking her hair.

"What is it? Is it about setting a wedding date? Tell me?"

Jiang Jieyun looked up at Chun Tao, her thin lips gazing innocently.

"I, I, I came this time because..." Chun Tao's words trailed off. He couldn't bear to say the words of annulment at this moment. He knew that saying it now would be irresponsible, unmanly, or simply not like a man at all.

"Tell me, husband," Jiang Jieyun said anxiously. Her lips met Chun Tao's, just a few micrometers apart, and she spoke tenderly and affectionately.

"I, I, I came this time to tell you something."

"Tell me, what is it?"

"I came to tell you that I can't marry you."

"Why? Your family has already sent the betrothal gifts."

Chun Tao released Jiang Jieyun's embrace. He sat down on the chair opposite Jiang Jieyun, which he usually used to put his clothes on, his head down, and told her about getting Zheng Tongtong pregnant. After he finished, he said, "Jieyun, I'm really sorry, this wasn't my intention."

Jiang Jieyun, who had been sitting there silently, suddenly stood up when Chun Tao finished speaking. Her slender, thin hand landed heavily on Chun Tao's face. Her sobs erupted at that moment: "Waaah, how could you do this? How could you do this...!"

After slapping Chun Tao, her small hands didn't stop; instead, she relentlessly pounded and beat Chun Tao's head, like drumming, venting her dissatisfaction and resentment.

"I'm so sorry, if there's a next life, I'll be your slave," Chun Tao said apologetically.

"Li Chun Tao, don't talk to me about the next life! Who the hell knows? Whether there's a next life or not, I want to hear you explain your intentions! You can't marry me, so why did you take my clothes off? Waaah, you irresponsible man, you wicked man! Don't you know my virginity can only be given to my husband?" she said, pounding Chun Tao again.

After she had finished hitting and crying, Chun Tao stood up and hugged the sobbing Jiang Jieyun

tightly. She didn't say a word, just held her there, embracing her tightly.

After a long while, Jiang Jieyun bit her lip and said, "Chun Tao, go. I don't hate you."

Chun Tao said, "Should I talk to Dad (Jiang Fusheng) about this?"

"No need. When he comes back, I'll tell my dad that I don't want to marry you."

"Will that be okay?"

"No, so what? Tell me, what can you do if it's not okay?"

"I...I...I..." Chun Tao was speechless.

"The 20,000 yuan dowry from your family, consider it a loan from your family, okay? We can't pay it back right now. In a few days, I'll go to Guangzhou to work and pay you back when I come back." Jiang Jieyun said, wiping away her tears.

"Okay," Chun Tao nodded.

Perhaps the warmth of Chun Tao's embrace affected Jiang Jieyun. After wiping away her tears, she looked at Chun Tao with teary eyes and said, "Did you sleep with that girl from town because you thought I had small breasts, wasn't pretty, and was poor?"

"No, that was an accident," Chun Tao explained.

"An accident? Was today an accident?" Jiang Jieyun was still troubled.

"No, I like you from the bottom of my heart, but... but she's several months pregnant," Chun Tao continued to explain.

"If she's pregnant, you'll marry her. If I'm pregnant, will you marry me too?" Jiang Jieyun said, her hand already reaching under Chun Tao's pants without hesitation, grasping his dangling penis.

"No, it can't be like that." Chun Tao tried to push Jiang Jieyun's hand away, but she held it firmly.

While holding Chun Tao's penis, Jiang Jieyun pulled down her sweatpants. She seemed a little resentful and said to Chun Tao, "Brother Chun Tao, I want you, I want you..." She spoke hysterically.

As she spoke, she pulled Chun Tao's penis towards the edge of the bed. Once there, she pressed Chun Tao down onto the bed; his penis, not fully erect, was only slightly raised.

Jiang Jieyun said in a commanding tone, "Brother Chun Tao, if you want me, just once, okay? If I get pregnant, you'll still marry me, okay? If I don't get pregnant, you'll marry her, okay?" With teary eyes, she sat directly on Chun Tao's lower abdomen, guiding his not-so-erect penis into her vagina.

Jiang Jieyun's vagina had only recently been opened, and the initial heat had just subsided, leaving a sticky, slippery fluid. With just a gentle pull, Chun Tao's penis, though not fully erect, was still about 30% firm, and she managed to insert it.

Sitting on top, Jiang Jieyun shifted her hips slightly, feeling Chun Tao's penis, after passing through the initially painful entrance, reach her most comfortable spot. She twisted her waist, gently swaying, Chun Tao's smooth mushroom-shaped head circling inside her, pleasurably touching the surrounding walls.

"Mmm, Chun Tao, I'll see if you don't marry me, I'll see if you don't marry me!" She felt a sense of catharsis and revenge.

This vengeful pleasure quickly transformed into a comfortable and pleasurable sensation spreading through her lower body. The more she twisted her waist, the more pleasure erupted from there, and the more pleasure she felt, the faster she twisted her waist. For a moment, she unconsciously sat up, then sat down again, Chun Tao's already erect penis slippery like an eel...

After about five minutes, Jiang Jieyun finally collapsed onto Chun Tao with a long sigh... The last vestige of that deadly pleasure left her head spinning for about forty seconds. After the dizziness subsided, she realized she couldn't breathe, feeling like she was about to collapse and die.

Lying on top of Chun Tao, she could feel his strong heartbeat. Jiang Jieyun tenderly stroked Chun Tao's nipple, saying with deep sorrow, "Chun Tao, you are my first man. I think I will never forget you in this lifetime."

Chun Tao gently patted Jiang Jieyun's back and apologized again, saying, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I'm so sorry."

Jiang Jieyun then broke free from Chun Tao's embrace, moved off Chun Tao's abdomen, and got off the bed. She said, "You took me once, and I took you once. We're even now. Don't feel guilty. You, you can go."

Chun Tao got up, put on her clothes, and then watched Jiang Jieyun neatly put on her clothes as well. Reaching the doorway, Jiang Jieyun called to Chuntao again, saying, "Li Chuntao, go back and tell your father and mother not to worry about the 20,000 yuan dowry. When I have the money, I'll definitely send it to them. Besides, they are good people."

Chuntao silently nodded and walked towards her motorcycle. After she'd gone a short distance, she saw Jiang Jieyun standing at the door, tears streaming down her face. Chuntao's heart ached inexplicably, a pain for her immaturity and irrationality in hurting another person.

In truth, Jiang Jieyun was also in unbearable pain—although she had only met Li Chuntao three times, he had already won the approval of both families and relatives, and even her own. She had thought this man was the one she would spend her life with; she had given him her first time so wholeheartedly, so completely. But in the blink of an eye, he was gone, not just physically, but emotionally. She knew this man would forever remain a distant figure in her life.

Jiang Jieyun squatted by the door, letting tears stream down her face until the streetlights came on and the chickens and ducks came in. Only then did she go inside to light a fire and cook. After cooking, she had no appetite and could only lie on the bed, letting the tears flow.

To be honest, she didn't know how to explain this to her father

—even though she insisted she would handle it.

Chapter Seventy-Two: Settle the score with that son of a bitch !

The next day, Jiang Fusheng returned from his cousin's funeral. Having not slept for several nights, he immediately asked his daughter to bring him a strong cup of tea as soon as he entered the house. Ever since being jilted by Chun Tao, she hadn't been in a good mood. In her dazed state, she didn't even register her father's greeting and ignored him.

Seeing his daughter sitting on the stool, her eyes glazed over, seemingly unresponsive to his greeting, Jiang Fusheng was startled. Could she be ill? He moved closer to Jiang Jieyun, tugged at her sleeve, and asked, "Jieyun, you don't look well. Are you sick? Should we see a doctor?"

Jiang Jieyun snapped back to reality at her father's touch. She shook her head repeatedly, saying, "It's nothing, nothing, I'm perfectly fine. I'm not sick at all." As she spoke, her eyes welled up with tears as her father questioned her.

Jiang Fusheng had already seen all this, and based on his nearly sixty years of life experience, he immediately knew his daughter had been wronged. He leaned closer with concern and asked warily, "Has anyone been to the house?"

Jiang Jieyun finally couldn't hold back her tears any longer. She said, "Chuntao from Naizi Mountain came."

"He came?" Jiang Fusheng asked.

"Yes?" Jiang Jieyun nodded.

"What did he come for?" Jiang Fusheng asked again.

"He, he came and said, said he won't marry me anymore. He, he has a girlfriend," Jiang Jieyun said softly, fiddling with her nails.

"What? Say it again."

"Li Chuntao came to our house and said he has a girlfriend and can't marry me."

Jiang Fusheng had heard clearly. His face contorted with rage, and he roared, "That son of a bitch! Where did he come from? May he be struck by lightning! Does he think we're easy to bully?"

With that, he grabbed a stick from in front of the door and prepared to ride his bicycle to Li Chuntao's house.

"Dad, don't go! Waaah!" Jiang Jieyun kicked her father's bicycle in front of him.

"You, you, how can you be such a coward? I'm going to beat him up in his house and ask his ill-mannered father how they'll get to the bottom of this!" Jiang Fusheng angrily walked past Jiang Jieyun, ready to leave.

“Dad, listen to me, it’s not entirely his fault.” Jiang Jieyun tried to defend Li Chuntao. “I…I…actually, I’m also hiding something from you.”

Seeing his daughter stammering, Jiang Fusheng sat heavily on the stool again, staring at Jiang Jieyun, indicating that he wanted to hear her explain. Jiang Jieyun continued fidgeting with her fingers, and said in a muffled voice, “Dad, actually…actually, I don’t like this guy surnamed Li either. He’s not refined at all, not the kind of boy I like.”

Hearing his daughter say this, Jiang Fusheng suddenly deflated like a balloon pricked by a needle. He lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said, “But, as you know, your brother took the money he sent to school, and now we don’t have the money to pay them back.”

Jiang Jieyun knew that the main reason her father was so angry and wanted to demand an explanation was because his family had sent 20,000 yuan as a bride price. Now, what should be done with that money? Seeing her father sighing, Jiang Jieyun said, "I told him that this money is a loan from our family to them. I'll pay him back when we have the money."

"He agreed?" Jiang Fusheng asked.

"He agreed and has no objections," Jiang Jieyun replied.

Jiang Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief at this arrangement. He had been quite resentful of Li Chuntao, but his daughter's words of comfort, and the fact that she said she never liked him, made him feel a little better.

Seeing that her father had let go of the matter, Jiang Jieyun said, "Father, look, my marriage is called off, and people are gossiping. I want to go to Guangzhou to work."

"You? Go to work? Alone?" Jiang Fusheng asked with concern.

“No, I have a classmate from vocational high school who works in an electronics factory in Guangzhou. I contacted her recently, and she said her factory is urgently hiring. I'm thinking of going there to check it out and earn some money,” Jiang Jieyun said confidently.

“Well, well…” Jiang Fusheng hesitated, unsure how to handle the situation.

He really didn't know what to do. Going to Li Chuntao's house and forcing the boy to marry Jieyun was bad, but Jieyun herself had made it clear that she didn't particularly like him. If they were forced together, and something went wrong, the two young people wouldn't blame him.

And while Jiang Fusheng was a little uneasy about his daughter Jieyun going to work in Guangdong, he couldn't think of a better solution. A while ago, Chun Tao made a big fuss by proposing marriage, even hiring a matchmaker. If she suddenly announced the annulment, wouldn't the villagers have something to talk about? Wouldn't it become the talk of the town? But if Jiang Jieyun were to go out to work, it could be resolved with just one sentence: "Our Jieyun doesn't like that boy." This way, it wouldn't be a loss of face, and it would be respectable.

Besides, the 20,000 yuan dowry that Li Chun Tao's family gave hadn't been pressed for repayment, which was practically a favor. With one child in university and the other in high school, they wouldn't have to worry about not being able to repay the 20,000 yuan after graduation. From this perspective, Jiang Fusheng didn't think the Li family had gone too far; at least they hadn't been rushing to repay the money.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fusheng didn't stop or encourage Jiang Jieyun from going out to work. Instead, he went into the kitchen, found a plump old hen in the coop, killed it, plucked its feathers, and stewed it on the coal. While doing this, he also instructed Jiang Jieyun, "Go and call your grandparents who live in the old house. You're going out to work, so make sure they have a meal and say goodbye. Ah, old people can't bear to see their loved ones go far away. You might not come back for years, and when you return, they'll be gone."

As Jiang Fusheng spoke, his throat tightened. It was unclear whether it was Jiang Jieyun's marriage that saddened him, the pain of parting, or the scene that reminded him of his deceased wife.

Seeing her father's distress, Jiang Jieyun, fighting back tears, comforted him, saying, "Dad, I'm going out to work, just like all the girls in the village. I'll come home for the New Year, and send money back when I earn it. If you have free time, go to the city to do odd jobs. If you don't, stay home and take care of Grandpa and Grandma." As she spoke, she gently walked to Jiang Fusheng, who was chopping vegetables, and patted his hunched back. This made Jiang Fusheng feel much better, and he also felt that his daughter had grown up. After

a farewell meal, Jiang Jieyun, carrying the same backpack she wore when she went to vocational high school, left Jiangjiachong.

Originally, Jiang Fusheng wanted to go to the county town to see Jiang Jieyun off, but Jiang Jieyun wouldn't let him. She said she knew the county town very well; when she was in vocational high school, she wandered around the county town every day and knew where to catch the bus to Guangzhou. At the same time, she comforted Jiang Fusheng, saying that there were fewer people to feed at home, so they should plant less land and not overwork themselves

. After saying goodbye to Jiang Fusheng, Jiang Jieyun boarded a bus to the county town on a country road in a neighboring village. Looking out the window, she saw ordinary villages and the busy lives of ordinary people on the land. The towering Naizi Mountain appeared and disappeared in the mist, its green trees and the winding, jade-like Yinquan River adding infinite charm to this fertile mountain village.

On Naizi Mountain, the red walls and green tiles, the shacks and wooden houses, seemed like a sharp sword, piercing Jiang Jieyun's thin heart and adding to her pain. She knew that the first man in her life lived on Naizi Mountain, where the leaves were evergreen and the clouds were deep. His breath, and his seemingly grotesque and ugly penis, had left such a deep, deep mark on her heart.

So deep that her tears streamed down the car window, drawing everyone's attention, and they dared not breathe or speak loudly, but she remained oblivious.

Jiang Jieyun left Feishui Town just like that, so resolutely, yet so painfully.

Chun Tao had thought that this woman would become a memory, a part of her past. Little did he know that seven years later, when Jiang Jieyun reappeared in his life with her alluring figure, her stunning beauty and fiery passion burned like a fire in winter, illuminating his life.

But that's a long story for another time.

Back to Chun Tao, after returning to Nai Zi Shan from Jiang Jieyun's house, his gossipy mother, Wang Xiuhua, immediately greeted him like a new bride, eagerly reaching out to grab his hand, pulling him to sit down, and then softly asking, "Chun Tao, what did Jiang Fusheng say?"

Chun Tao didn't even blink, replying, "Nothing much, that's it."

"What? What do you mean? Jiang Fusheng agreed, is Jiang Jieyun angry?"

Wang Xiuhua had already abandoned what she was doing; potatoes were boiling in the kitchen, almost ready to be served, but she didn't care. She simply poured out the blanching water with a ladle, put the potatoes in the pot, and let them continue to boil.

"He agreed, and he's not angry." Chun Tao certainly didn't dare tell them that Jiang Fusheng wasn't home, nor did he dare go to their house and reveal that Jiang Jieyun had lost her virginity

. Instead, he vaguely said, "I told them about it, and they were understanding. They said if it couldn't be done, it couldn't be done, and that was it." "That's it? So simple?" Wang Xiuhua was somewhat incredulous.

"That's it," Chun Tao replied.

"Didn't they mention the 20,000 yuan dowry?" Wang Xiuhua asked again.

Chun Tao then remembered that his mother, Wang Xiuhua, was more concerned about whether they had gotten the 20,000 yuan dowry back than whether Jiang Fusheng had lost his temper.

He answered truthfully, "Jiang Jieyun's family said they don't have the money now, but they'll pay us back when they do. Right now, it's like we lent it to them."

Hearing this, Wang Xiuhua said "Oh," and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she turned to the stove and used a large bowl to scoop out the overcooked potatoes.

During dinner, Chun Tao's father, Li Zejun, heard that Jiang Fusheng and his daughter Jiang Jieyun hadn't made a scene. He picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks, took a sip of wine, and said, "Jiang Fusheng is a decent family. If he's going to be unreasonable and demand an explanation, or simply not mention the 20,000 yuan dowry at all, there's nothing we can do."

Just as the family was eating, the dog outside started barking wildly.

Chun Tao's father, Li Zejun, quickly put down his bowl and went out to see who it was. He saw Old Feng, the timber buyer, arriving with a young man of about thirty-four or thirty-five years old on a motorcycle.

Li Zejun quickly went to greet him, saying, "Boss Feng, what a rare guest! What brings you here today?"

Old Feng, getting off his motorcycle, saw the food laid out on the table and, without any ceremony, said, "I'm really lucky today! I arrived just in time for lunch. I figured I wouldn't be going anywhere for lunch, so I'll just eat here."

The people in the mountain village are naturally simple and honest, and they don't care much for food; they naturally welcome guests warmly. Li Zejun quickly moved a chair, took out a wine bowl, and didn't forget to instruct his wife, Wang Xiuhua, "Go to the kitchen and get a couple of side dishes; Old Feng and I will have a drink."

Old Feng said, "Brother Li, I really can't drink today. Do you have something else to do this afternoon?"

Li Zejun joked, "You've come to Naizishan Forest Farm, what else could it be? Come on, drink, drink! It's just about loading trees, you don't have to do anything, just watch." Li Zejun thought Old Feng had come to Naizishan Forest Farm to load trees.

Old Feng, however, covered his wine bowl with his hand and said, "It's not about loading trees."

"Then what is it?" Li Zejun asked.

Section 73: Afternoon Crying for Love

"To be honest, I really did come here this time to ask Brother Li for a favor." He pointed to the man sitting next to him and said, "This is my nephew, Dali. Dali is thirty-five years old this year and still hasn't found a wife. I came to Naizi Mountain this time to ask Brother Li for help in setting him up with Xie Jun's wife, who died from being crushed by a tree."

"You mean, you want me to talk to that widow Li Meiyu?" Li Zejun didn't mince words and directly addressed Li Meiyu as a widow.

"Yes, yes, that's what I came here for. I'm asking for your help. You're all from the same forest farm and are familiar neighbors, so it'll be easy to talk to you." Old Feng handed a cigarette to Li Zejun, who lit it.

When Chun Tao saw Old Feng bringing people to talk about Li Meiyu, he glanced sideways at the man named Dali.

"Damn it!" This glance made Chun Tao's appetite plummet—the man was not only burly and imposing, but his thick lips and small eyes were also unsettling. And then, he spoke, saying, "Uncle, uncle, uncle, my home is on the outskirts of the county town, and my conditions, well, well, well, are, well, acceptable..." Turns out, he was a stutterer.

This kind of man wanted to marry Li Meiyu?

This made Chun Tao's heart skip a beat, and she lost her appetite. She excused herself, saying she had an upset stomach, and went to wander around the forest farm. Chun Tao thought that if she ran into Li Meiyu, she could warn her beforehand not to mess with this man. Such a cowardly man didn't deserve her. A beautiful flower stuck in cow dung was barely acceptable, but a beautiful flower soaked in cow dung was a painful, nauseating experience.

Chun Tao had just reached Fu Qunying's shop when she saw Fu Qunying waving and winking at her from afar. He strolled inside, glancing apologetically at Fu Yingying sitting there. He said, "Sister, you want to have dinner with me again?"

Fu Qunying said, "All you do all day is eat, eat, eat! Don't you know how to do anything productive?"

Chuntao chuckled, saying, "Eating and drinking are productive things too."

Fu Qunying stopped laughing, saying, "Where have you been these past few days? I haven't seen you anywhere!"

Chuntao said, "I was packing up trees! All the trees my family cut down, I packed them all up."

Fu Qunying said, "You're lying, aren't you? I went to your house yesterday, and your mother said you went to Jiangjiachong's young wife's house. So, you went to set the date for the wedding banquet, didn't you?"

"What nonsense! I went to break off the engagement. I'm not marrying her anymore," Chuntao said decisively.

"What, you don't even like her?" Fu Qunying teased. "

Yeah, I have a woman now, why would I be in such a hurry to get married?" As he spoke, he glanced at Fu Yingying, who was sitting there engrossed in preparing vegetables.

Fu Yingying felt a little embarrassed by his gaze, and her cheeks flushed. She picked through the vegetables in her basket and changed the subject, saying, "Little sister, what should we cook tonight?"

Fu Qunying replied, "How about braised chicken?"

Then, she turned to Chun Tao and lowered her voice, saying, "Would you like to come and eat with us? You can help me out again and keep us company, okay? If you come, we'll eat later and wait for you."

Chun Tao was overjoyed at the prospect of food and drink, and his smile became even brighter. He nodded repeatedly and said, "With food and drink, how could I not come? I'd be a fool not to."

Fu Qunying laughed at his words, but seeing that Chun Tao didn't seem inclined to linger, she asked, "Where are you rushing off to?"

Chun Tao then told her about how her husband, Old Feng, had brought an ugly, stuttering man to Li Meiyu's house to act as a matchmaker. He said, "That scoundrel, still talking about Li Meiyu, they're such a mismatch! I can't stand it. I'm going to Li Meiyu's house right now to tell her to ignore that jerk and make him lose interest."

Fu Qunying, hearing that a stutterer was talking about Li Meiyu and that Chun Tao was going to inform him first, felt contempt. She scoffed, "Tsk tsk, you're just being nosy. What are you going to do? A widow with a child, what good can she possibly marry? If a stutterer wants her, at least he can warm her feet and quench her thirst, that's good enough."

"But I really can't stand it, that guy is too cowardly," Chun Tao said.

"If you can't stand it, why don't you just marry Widow Li? She hasn't had a man for years, she'd love to find a young man like you to serve her. I guarantee she'll treat you beautifully every day!" Fu Qunying teased Chun Tao without any restraint.

"Damn it! I'm going to go and deliver a message, and then I'm going to marry her?"

Chun Tao grumbled as she walked towards Li Meiyu's house.

Li Meiyu's house was in the last row of houses in the forest farm.

That row of houses had long been deserted, empty and messy.

Only the area in front of Li Meiyu's house had been cleaned up, with some dried eggplants drying in the sun and two small stools placed there.

Chun Tao walked up to Li Meiyu's house and looked inside, only to find the door locked tight.

Damn it, who knows where all those people have gone. Chun Tao was about to turn back when she heard a rustling sound coming from the spot where the public toilet used to be.

"What, someone's there?" Chun Tao stood there, holding her breath and listening intently.

The sound stopped.

She took a few steps, and then the buzzing sound seemed to return.

Could it be haunted? Chun Tao stopped and listened carefully.

Sure enough, voices came from the building behind the toilet.

The man whispered, "Did I put it in?"

The woman whispered, "Yes, from behind."

The man said, "From behind, it's not good to kiss you. I want to see you enjoy it."

The woman said, "Oh, you rascal, from behind! From the front, I have nowhere to lean against. The wall is too dirty,

I'll get my clothes dirty." The man said, "Okay, then stick your butt up."

...

Huh, who's doing this, having an affair in broad daylight?

Chapter 74: Who is the adulterer?

Chun Tao listened quietly for a while and immediately concluded that the adulterer was in the warehouse behind the toilet. Listening to the low, joyful whispers between the man and woman, and the slapping sounds of flesh colliding, Chun Tao's curiosity immediately arose.

He tiptoed up to the men's toilet, which had only some concrete brick partitions in the middle, just head-high. Chun Tao climbed up, stood up, and looked out through the toilet's ventilation window—she saw a man and a woman, naked, preparing to have sex.

The woman's buttocks, not particularly white, were raised high, her dark pubic hair and large, prominent labia clearly visible. As she bent over, her large breasts and slightly protruding belly swayed back and forth with the man's thrusts.

The man, judging from behind, had a buzz cut and looked to be in his forties. He stood there, his hands on the woman's waist. He was still wearing his shirt, but his pants were down to his shoes. His buttocks were thrusting back and forth, his engorged member probing into the woman's vagina.

"Slap, slap, slap," with the man's movements, the woman's hair fell down, covering her face. Her moans of pleasure and pleasure burst from between her disheveled lips.

"Ah...ah...ah..." A low, muffled moan came from the ventilation window, faint and indistinct. It was clearly audible when the wind blew, but when there was no wind, it was just a blurry image.

The two adulterers, after a round of thrusting, the woman, not forgetting to bend over and use her hand to gently stroke her labia, lightly rubbing the pubic hair, like a heroine in a Japanese adult film.

This seductive move immediately made Chun Tao's penis spring back, stiffening and creating a tent in his underwear.

Who the hell are they, using such lewd and provocative positions?

The man and woman, both naked and with their backs to Chun Tao, couldn't tell who they were doing this in the warehouse. De Kui? Liu Xi'er? It seemed so, yet it didn't.

De Kui's physique was supposed to be stronger and larger; Liu Xi'er's skin should be better too.

So, who exactly were these two adulterers?

Chun Tao's mind flashed through images of men and women in the forest farm. Judging from the man and woman's figures—the woman's breasts were sagging, and the man had a belly—they should both be over forty. There weren't many people over forty in the forest farm. His/her image was filtered through Chun Tao's mind, but she still couldn't determine who it was.

The two lovers before her were passionately making love, thrusting, withdrawing, thrusting, withdrawing… the position remained unchanged. Only once did the woman's hand, which had been covering her vulva, move to the wall, her mouth still uttering those ecstatic moans, accompanied by the man's heavy breathing.

Chun Tao watched, listening to the woman's wanton cries, while his penis throbbed painfully. Seeing no one around, Chun Tao simply pulled his aching, hard penis out of his pants, letting it sway proudly in the spring breeze.

While watching the erotic scene unfolding in the warehouse a dozen meters away, he gently stroked his penis. The suppressed moans and cries of pleasure still faintly escaped the woman's lips, carrying with them a scent of splattering fluids. Unfortunately

, despite their vigorous efforts, the lovers seemed to be achieving little. The man persisted for a long time, but his once-hard penis, which had been positioned between their bodies, gradually softened with each thrust. At one point, it drooped limply, resting against the woman's buttocks, without penetrating again.

"So cowardly, I might as well go," Chun Tao thought, looking at the woman's empty, erect anus and the glistening vulva. She wished she could take up arms and help the man complete this sacred yet arduous task.

As Chun Tao thought this, he couldn't help but glance back at his own erect penis. The veins on the thick shaft were bulging, and the swollen glans gleamed brilliantly. "Damn, much better than that man," he thought with a small surge of joy.

But when he turned his head back to the erotic scene, he wanted to slap himself. "Damn it, how could I miss seeing who that woman was again?" Looking out again, Chun Tao realized he had missed the best opportunity to see who the two were. The woman had already tucked her buttocks in; she was half-squatting on the ground, her long, still-slicked-back pubic hair touching the muddy ground, her face buried between the man's thighs, her head tilted back and forth. The man stood with his hands on his hips, looking quite pleased with himself.

"Damn, is this woman giving a blowjob to a guy? At her age, she still enjoys playing the blowjob halfway through penetration, she's really something." Speaking of blowjobs, Chun Tao's penis felt a strange excitement, as if two thin lips were clamping down on it. His legs unconsciously squeezed together, making his penis protrude even more firmly.

Looking at the woman squatting down, besides her belly, her thighs were spread open towards Chun Tao, and the long, dark hair between her thighs was particularly striking. The palm-sized inverted triangle was especially noticeable. Thick hair, full lips, and the lack of a bright red sheen on her lips… these were the most obvious signs of a mature woman.

He had never had this kind of interaction with a mature woman like this before.

A small wave of excitement stirred within Chun Tao, and his masturbation quickened considerably. In that instant, he felt a strange urge surge to his head. The penis he held in his hand thickened and became aroused, and the thousands of offspring within it suddenly gushed forth.

"Ah!" Chun Tao couldn't help but clench his legs, his waist stiffening. He stumbled, about to fall, as he stood on the toilet stall. "Thump!" A piece of mud brick, worn and crumbling from years of disrepair, fell from the wall near the ventilation window, landing squarely in the toilet drain, splashing up filthy sewage with a startling sound.

"Someone's here!" The man and woman, locked in combat, stopped fighting and turned their gazes toward the toilet. The woman, facing Chun Tao directly, shot him a piercing gaze the instant the man turned away. Chun Tao was still enjoying the gun, not yet savoring the surprise and pleasure, when his gaze met that of the woman who was squatting down and looking at him.

—My God, how could it be him and her!
Chapter 75: The Old but Vigorous Adulterer

Chun Tao almost cried out.

He had never imagined that the adulterous couple would be Li Meiyu's mother-in-law and Old Qiao, the gatekeeper of the forest farm.

First, Li Meiyu's mother-in-law, in Chun Tao's memory, had always been a gentle, dignified, virtuous, and intelligent woman, not only tall and beautiful but also with a stunning figure. Before the forest farm collapsed, Li Meiyu's father-in-law was the cashier, and her mother-in-law was the warehouse manager, responsible for distributing pesticides and herbicides for controlling forest pests. She was not only a diligent worker but also a woman with an excellent reputation and a strong sense of family.

As for Old Qiao, his reputation had never been good. In his youth, he was a full-time employee of the forest farm. Back then, there were many employees, and men and women had separate bathhouses. One time, he peeked down from the wall of the men's bathhouse at the women bathing. He wasn't caught red-handed, but more importantly, he went around making a fuss, saying things like one woman had big breasts, another had little pubic hair, and he even went after the wives of officials. Once, he said that the deputy director, Liu Daguo's, beautiful wife had no pubic hair, that she was a "hairy tiger." This infuriated Liu Daguo, because sleeping with a "hairy tiger" was a taboo in the mountain village; it was said that such a woman was bad for men and their offspring. Upon hearing this, Liu Daguo was furious and dismissed him from the workforce.

Later, Liu Daguo moved to the city with his family, but Old Qiao stubbornly stayed at the forest farm. He went to the farm manager and said that he had contributed to the forest farm when he was young, and even if he hadn't made any great contributions, he had at least worked hard. Now that he was unemployed and his skills were useless elsewhere, he had no way to make a

living. He threatened to kill himself if the forest farm didn't provide him with a job. He even tried to bang his head against the wall. The forest farm manager, seeing that he was unmarried and childless, and considering that the farm needed someone to guard the gate, let him work there for 450 yuan a month. Later, after the forest farm closed down, he received a national civil affairs assistance subsidy and urban minimum living allowance, amounting to 360 yuan a month.

The bachelor Old Qiao didn't complain about the amount and worked there for over ten years. Chun Tao remembered that when he was in elementary school, people would call him "Old Qiao," and now that he was about to get married, people still called him "Old Qiao." What Chun Tao couldn't understand was how Li Meiyu's beautiful mother-in-law could be involved with Old Qiao.

What surprised Chun Tao even more was that Old Qiao, nearing fifty, could still last over ten minutes without ejaculating—truly a man of endurance, his lust still burning bright! Chun Tao couldn't help but admire him.

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law also noticed Chun Tao, her heart pounding with fear. She cursed the brat for ruining her good time, and quickly told Old Qiao to pull up his pants and leave.

Seeing that Li Meiyu's mother-in-law and Old Qiao had discovered her, Chun Tao quickly pulled up her pants and jumped down from the toilet stall.

Then, pretending nothing had happened, she walked home.

Upon arriving at Fu Qunying's shop, Chun Tao saw Li Meiyu's son, Hu Hu, playing hide-and-seek with a group of kids among the card players. Chun Tao approached, grabbed Hu Hu, and asked, "Where's your mother?"

Hu Hu pouted and pointed to the base of a wall not far away. Chun Tao then saw Li Meiyu and several other women embroidering cross-stitch.

Seeing Chun Tao talking to Hu Hu, Li Meiyu put down her cross-stitch and walked over to Chun Tao, asking, "What's up? Did you need something?"

Chun Tao replied, "Auntie, nothing."

Seeing the other card players nearby, Chun Tao spoke politely to Li Meiyu.

Li Meiyu said "Oh," and prepared to leave. Chun Tao

then said, "Auntie, two people from my family are coming to your house."

Li Meiyu said, "What are your family members doing at my house?"

Chun Tao said, "Those two are asking my dad to arrange a marriage for you."

Li Meiyu rolled her eyes at him. Arrange a marriage for me?

She instantly understood his meaning and turned to Chun Tao, saying, "You mean, I should go back first and wait for them?"

Chun Tao said, "Don't go back. That man is... he's...

" Chun Tao couldn't find the words to describe him for a moment, then thought for a moment before saying, "He's not as handsome as me, and he even stutters."

Li Meiyu covered her mouth and laughed, "Handsome? What's the use of a handsome man? Men are about talent and ability. Can being handsome put food on the table?" Li Meiyu finished speaking aggressively, then grabbed Hu Hu and went straight back.

Chun Tao watched Li Meiyu walk away, still not coming to her senses

. Later, she thought about it carefully and realized that this woman must be unable to live without a man; she even wanted to flirt with a bull.

All of this was witnessed by Fu Qunying, who was guarding the shop entrance. She chuckled and teased Chun Tao, "Taowa, what do you think? I told you you were meddling, but you didn't believe me."

Chun Tao sat down on a small stool outside Fu Qunying's shop and said, "Is this meddling? I just saw a beautiful flower being trampled by a wild boar, and I felt indignant for her. Why can't she marry into a better family? Why does she have to marry a stutterer?"

Seeing that Chun Tao was still pleading for Li Meiyu, Fu Qunying immediately took out a cigarette from her already opened cigarette case, handed it to Chun Tao, and comforted her in a flirtatious tone, "Chun Tao, it's none of your business. Widows remarry; these days, no one can stop them. Besides," Fu Qunying lowered her voice and said, "Li Meiyu and her mother-in-law don't get along either. They've been arguing a lot lately; they're not on good terms."

This was the first time Chun Tao had heard about the discord between Li Meiyu and her mother-in-law. This made Chun Tao even more uneasy. He thought to himself: You are an old woman, and you are having an affair in broad daylight. What right do you have to lecture your widowed daughter-in-law?

It is undeniable that Chun Tao's feelings for Li Meiyu were mixed in with this matter. After all, after his encounter with Li Meiyu in the wild spring mountains of Naizi Mountain, he had developed a certain attachment and expectation for her

. Seeing Chun Tao listening to the discord between Li Meiyu and her mother-in-law, Fu Qunying assumed he was also interested and continued, "Li Meiyu's mother-in-law, don't let her gentle and dignified appearance fool you, she's quite formidable. She doesn't do anything at home, leaving everything to Li Meiyu, and she's always enjoying herself. Hmm… nobody in this forest farm gets along with her, except for Old Qiao, who often talks to her."

As Fu Qunying spoke, Chun Tao almost blurted out their affair in the warehouse behind the public toilet. But upon further reflection, she decided it was best not to tell Fu Qunying. Fu Qunying was a gossip, loved to spread rumors, and had many friends. If she couldn't keep quiet and told everyone, it would not only cause a stir throughout the village but also disrupt the peace of Li Meiyu's family.

At the same time, Chun Tao felt that discovering Li Meiyu's mother-in-law's affair with Lao Qiao was a way of holding her hostage. If her mother-in-law treated Li Meiyu badly again, she could tell Li Meiyu and have her "curse" her mother-in-law.

Thinking this way, Chun Tao felt that encountering her mother-in-law's affair today was actually a great help to Li Meiyu.

Thinking of this, Chun Tao's face lit up with a smile.

Fu Qunying, who was talking, noticed Chun Tao pondering for a while and then smiling to herself, so she asked, "What are you thinking about? You have such a lewd smile on your face." Fu Qunying was always a woman who dared to speak and act, and she wasn't afraid of the people playing cards sitting nearby.

Chun Tao laughed and said, "Is this what a lewd laugh looks like? Have you ever seen my lewd laugh?"

Fu Qunying pulled a mosquito swatter from the counter of the small shop and pinched Chun Tao's arm. "What else is this but a lewd laugh? Your eyes are glowing red, and your mouth is drooling. You look like a pervert."

Chun Tao chuckled, then walked past Fu Qunying's mosquito swatter and headed towards a small side room behind the shop. Inside the side room, Fu Qunying's younger sister, Fu Yingying, was groping herself, half-squatting, her breasts resting on her knees, her round mounds peeking out from her collar.

Chun Tao walked in without a word, stretched out her hands, one hand covering Fu Yingying's eyes from behind, and the other reaching into her collar to pinch her breasts.

"Are you trying to kill me? Chun Tao, I know it's you!" Fu Yingying said.

Actually, Fu Yingying had already heard him and Fu Qunying talking outside, but she was in charge of preparing dinner and had to cook several dishes, so she didn't go out to greet them.

"Hehe, you knew it was me?" Chun Tao removed her hand from her eyes, but instead of helping, she squeezed her breasts even tighter, not only squeezing but also grabbing her nipples.

Fu Yingying didn't struggle, letting Chun Tao pinch her nipples, only saying, "What are you doing? Can't you see I'm showing my pubic hair? You're not helping, you're making things worse!"

Chun Tao said, "You show your pubic hair, I'll play with my breasts."

Fu Yingying shook off the hand that was showing her pubic hair, slapping Chun Tao's hand off her breasts: "You pervert! It's broad daylight, if someone sees us, it'll be bad." Fu Yingying's face flushed, and she said softly.

"Who told you to show it off?" Chun Tao's hand was slapped away, and she answered her irritably.

"Hmm...hmm...I'm showing it, what's it to you? Just cover your eyes and don't look." Fu Yingying used her fingers to pull up her collar, and her two snow-white breasts immediately shrank back.

Chun Tao chuckled softly, "I've already rubbed them, what's the point of hiding them, hehe." Fu Yingying

glared at her, stood up, and stomped on Chun Tao's foot: "If you say that again, I'm going to hit you!"

Chun Tao stopped talking and instead placed her hand on Fu Yingying's buttocks, stroking them and looking at her bare pubic hair.

With this silent, ambiguous action, Fu Yingying actually gave in.

After enjoying the caress for a while, she raised her fair cheeks, opened her bright, beautiful eyes, and asked Chun Tao, "What time are you coming over tonight? I need to cook."

"Hmm, hmm, I don't know yet, I'll come as soon as possible."

Chun Tao stammered, genuinely unsure if she could get away that night.

The forest farm is only so big. It's really not easy to sneak into someone else's house for dinner, to have an affair there, and not be seen.

And Chun Tao's mother, Wang Xiuhua, has always forbade him to come out and play cards, drink, and gamble all night like the other young men in the forest farm. His mother said, "Before you get married, I will definitely control you. But once you get married, start a family, and establish yourself, whether you control your wife or not is none of my business."

Seeing Chun Tao's hesitant expression, Fu Yingying said, "It's up to you. When you come over, come through the back door, knock twice, and I'll open the door for you."

Chun Tao responded, stroked her buttocks again, and prepared to leave. Seeing him about to leave, Fu Yingying stood up, her eyes slightly glazed, and leaned forward, her fair cheeks flushed, gesturing for a kiss.

Chun Tao turned and embraced the voluptuous city woman, his slightly stubble-covered lips probing into her fragrant mouth. His tongue intertwined with hers.

"Mmm, mmm," Fu Yingying's tongue darted rapidly around Chun Tao's, muffled sounds escaping her throat. Ever since experiencing Chun Tao's enormous penis, and now having her breasts squeezed and her buttocks caressed, she felt a fire burning within her. Without a second thought, her panties were already soaked with lustful fluid. She no longer cared about the feathers on her hands, but instead opened her arms and tightly embraced Chun Tao, as if trying to draw him completely into her body.

Tired from kissing, both felt as if they were on fire. If it weren't for the fact that it was broad daylight and her sister's shop was bustling with people, Fu Yingying would have dragged Chun Tao into the room for a quickie to cool off. But practical reason prevented her from taking any further action. She pushed Chun Tao away and continued squatting, her body bare.

With a flirtatious look in her eyes, she said, "Chun Tao, tonight, I'll save some chicken soup for you."

Chun Tao nodded, pinched her buttocks again, and reluctantly left the inner room. She exchanged a few more flirtatious words with Fu Qunying, nothing more than some flirtatious banter, before heading home. Just

as Chun Tao reached the corner between Fu Qunying's shop and her own house, she bumped into someone. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Li Meiyu's mother-in-law.

Chapter 76: Do you want money or people?

Chun Tao gave her a disdainful look, wanting to brush past her as if she hadn't seen her at all.

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law called out to him, "Tao boy, come here, I have something to say to you."

Chun Tao said impatiently, "What is it? I have things to do back home."

He turned his face away, afraid that Li Meiyu's mother-in-law would stare at him intently, and even more afraid that she would find out he had been secretly watching her and Lao Qiao having sex in the warehouse and would be furious, perhaps even slapping him.

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law, however, was gentle. She stepped forward, pulled Chun Tao's sleeve, and led him straight to the back of an old mud-brick tool shed by the roadside.

Chun Tao struggled a few times, saying, "What are you doing? I'm going to call for help!"

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law lowered her voice and said, "Don't whine, I have something to say to you."

Chun Tao shook his arm, thinking, "What do you have to say to me, you adulterous old woman? Let's see what you have to say. Besides, in terms of fighting and cursing, you're no match for me."

Chun Tao let her pull her along, heading towards the tool shed that hadn't been visited in a long time.

The tool shed was about a hundred meters from the road; after passing two abandoned old houses, they reached the small hut where the forestry workers used to store ropes, axes, and other tools when the farm still existed.

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law, wearing a floral coat and tight pants, walked ahead of Chun Tao, her buttocks swaying as she went, her two round buttocks forming a deep, unsettling cleavage—she looked quite alluring and pretty.

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law stood first in the knee-deep patch of ground behind the tool shed. She turned around, smiled at Chun Tao, but then shyly looked away.

She said, "Tao'er, what did you see earlier today?"

Chun Tao knew she was asking a question she already knew the answer to.

You know the answer, so I'll pretend I don't. Chun Tao's lips curled into a smirk. "I didn't see anything. It seems, it seems I only saw Uncle Qiao go to your row of houses... Hmph, I only heard, it seems, it seems there were 'ah ah ah' sounds, maybe, it's a cat in heat calling out."

In Chun Tao's mind, an image flashed before her eyes: the woman in front of her, kneeling between Uncle Qiao's legs, giving him a blowjob; then, her buttocks raised high, her vulva wide open, her thick pubic hair hanging like a tattered slipper between her legs, and the man called Uncle Qiao, with his erect penis, thrusting into that thick pubic hair...

Seeing that he was deliberately saying this, Li Meiyu's mother-in-law's face fell. Her previous arrogant expression vanished, replaced by an expression of utter grief. She said, "I saw you standing in the toilet, I saw you too, sob, I was doing it with your Uncle Qiao... sob..." She began to sob.

Faced with the sobbing of a woman in her forties, Chun Tao was at a loss.

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law sobbed as she pulled a few sheets of paper from her pocket. She pleaded, "Chun, Chun Tao, please let me and your Uncle Qiao off the hook, okay? Please? This is the only time we'll be together, this one time!..."

Chun Tao stood there, speechless—he truly hadn't figured out how to deal with this woman.

Seeing Chun Tao's lack of response, Li Meiyu's mother-in-law continued her "complaints": "Tao'er, you don't know, I'm a woman with a hard life too. Xie Jun's father is a full ten years older than me. Now he's fifty-five or fifty-six, and I'm only forty-five or forty-six. Ever since he passed fifty, he hasn't touched me. Not only does he not touch me, but when he comes home, he doesn't even talk to me. Even in bed, his thing can't get hard... Tell me, is this still a husband and wife? Is this still a family?" "...Waaah, why am I so unlucky? It's my first time, and you've already found out..."

Chun Tao's heart softened at her sobs. Most men have a special feeling towards a woman's tears; even the toughest man will feel pity and tenderness when a woman cries.

Seeing Chun Tao remain silent, Li Meiyu's mother-in-law assumed he was heartless and unmoved by her tears. So, she deftly pulled five bright red hundred-yuan bills from her pocket.

She held the bills in her hand and offered them to Chun Tao, saying, "Chun Tao, my good girl, look, this is my heartfelt gift."

She placed the bills in Chun Tao's plump hands.

Chun Tao quickly pulled his hands away, saying, "No, I can't accept it."

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law then stuffed the hundred-yuan bills into Chun Tao's pocket, pleadingly saying, "Chun Tao, please accept it. I'll feel more at ease if you do." "

How could Chun Tao accept her money? Although he knew it was hush money, that she had something on him that he could use against her, Chun Tao really didn't want the money. It wasn't honorable, nor was it manly, to ask a woman for money like that. Besides, they lived together in the forest farm; it was only natural that she might use something against him later.

In short, he didn't want the money and felt he couldn't accept it.

So, Chun Tao forcefully took the money out of his pocket and stuffed it back into Li Meiyu's mother-in-law's hand.

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law, thinking Chun Tao was disgusted, took two more bills from her pocket, folded them together, and put them in Chun Tao's pocket.

Chun Tao took the money out of Li Meiyu's mother-in-law's pocket, rolled it up, and stuffed it into her hand, saying, 'Grandma, don't do this. It makes me feel uncomfortable.'

Seeing Chun Tao's firm refusal, Li Meiyu's mother-in-law had no choice. Clutching the money, she continued to sob, 'Waaah, do you still want to tell everyone about my affair? How am I supposed to live like this?'" "I'm so ashamed, so disgraced..."

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law pulled her hair up.

Seeing her cry like this, Chun Tao no longer cared about witnessing her affair. He was about to relent, comforting her and telling her to go home, but the words caught in his throat. He remembered Fu Qunying saying

that Li Meiyu's mother-in-law had treated her badly. If she was such a wicked mother-in-law, how could he so easily forgive her and let her off the hook?

Chun Tao stammered, "Grandma, I can keep quiet about you and Lao Qiao, but... Li Meiyu, she..."

Seeing Chun Tao relent, Li Meiyu's mother-in-law's face immediately lit up with a smile, saying, "What's wrong with Li Meiyu? What's wrong with Li Meiyu?"

Since it involved Li Meiyu, Chun Tao couldn't be too direct, only saying, "I think I heard you're not good to Li Meiyu."

Hearing this, Li Meiyu's mother-in-law turned and swore angrily, "Who said that? Who said that? I know perfectly well whether I'm good to Li Meiyu or not!" "They say it's just a bunch of people in the forest farm, always bored and gossiping."

Seeing that Chun Tao wasn't interested in her cursing, Li Meiyu's mother-in-law continued, "Meiyu is my daughter-in-law, how could I not treat her well? You, Chun Tao, are an adult now. As long as you don't say anything about this today, you can see how well I treat her from now on, okay? If I still don't treat her well, you can tell everyone about me and Lao Qiao, make me lose face, make me have no face to live in the forest farm, okay?"

Seeing her say this, Chun Tao thought that this matter would just be left like this, and turned to leave. But

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law didn't think so. After all, she was a person who had experienced the ways of the world. She thought, why is Chun Tao, a grown man, suddenly concerned about his beautiful daughter-in-law, Li Meiyu?

Could it be that this young man has fallen in love with her, secretly harboring feelings for her widowed daughter-in-law?

"Chun Tao, do you like my Meiyu?" Li Meiyu's mother-in-law grabbed Chun Tao's hand and asked him.

"No, I don't like Li Meiyu." Chun Tao spoke evasively.

All of this was already seen through by Li Meiyu's mother-in-law, who was well-versed in matters of love and sex—when Chun Tao spoke of Li Meiyu, his Adam's apple, hidden beneath his sparse beard, trembled involuntarily, and his slightly swollen penis between his legs rose gently.

"If you like her, I can help you pursue her. My Meiyu is indeed quite beautiful, not only is she slender, but her private parts are also very luscious!" She paused, then added, "Chun Tao, you can say that as long as you say you want Li Meiyu, I won't ask for a single penny of dowry, and I'll happily send her off..." Li Meiyu's mother-in-law stopped sobbing, her face slightly raised, her cheeks flushed, and continued to tease Chun Tao in this way.

"No, no, how could I like her? She's been married before and has a child. I could never marry her!" When Li Meiyu's mother-in-law asked Chun Tao this, his face instantly conjured up images of his past sexual encounters with Li Meiyu. The image of Li Meiyu's fair inner thighs and thick pubic hair lingered in his mind like a beautiful painting.

Thinking this, Chun Tao's legs hardened.

"Damn it, this darned lust is acting up again." Chun Tao cursed himself inwardly, then squeezed his legs together, left leg over right, trying to suppress his erection.

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law watched, wondering: This kid doesn't want money, he doesn't want her, could it be... he wants me?

Chapter Seventy-Six: Mature Woman with Long Hair

"Chun Tao, do you have a girlfriend?"

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law asked tentatively, slowly putting the money she was holding into her pocket. Poor thing, she was wearing a thick floral coat today, but the money was hidden in the inner pocket of a vest. She tried several times but couldn't get the money in, so she simply unbuttoned one button of her coat, revealing the vest and the dark blue underwear inside.

"No, I'm poor, my family is broken, I have no education, no job, how could I have a girlfriend?" Seeing her unbuttoned coat, Chun Tao noticed two bulging breasts, some snow-white flesh peeking out from the bra.

Chun Tao's legs stiffened again; the tightly clenched penis seemed to struggle free.

"So, you're saying you're still a virgin?" Grandma Li Meiyu asked again.

"Yes," Chun Tao replied.

"Then you haven't slept with a woman yet?" Grandma Li Meiyu put the money away and started straightening her clothes again. In fact, as she said this, her heart was already fluttering with desire. She was thinking, "No way, this young man in front of me is really a virgin?" "Are there still virgins these days? Those migrant worker prostitutes by the national highway in Feishui Town, charging thirty or fifty yuan a session, have probably slept with countless teenagers."

"Hmm," Chun Tao answered again.

"Then do you know how to sleep with a woman?"

"No."

"Haha, you're so old and still don't know how to sleep with a woman, it's really shameful. Well then, let me ask you, do you know what a woman's slit looks like?" Grandma Li Meiyu deliberately teased him.

"No!" Chun Tao answered deliberately, but in his heart he was thinking, I want to see what tricks this slut is up to.

"Then didn't you see my slit today when you were lying on the toilet?"

"It was so far away, and Old Qiao was blocking the way, how could I see clearly?"

"Then do you want to see clearly? Grandma will show you clearly now, it'll satisfy your curiosity." As she spoke, Grandma Li Meiyu had already bent down and taken off her tight pants, leaving only a pair of purplish-red underwear between her legs.

The bulges inside her purplish-red panties, like mountains of breasts, rose high, with sparse pubic hair peeking out from the purplish-red edges, incredibly alluring.

Right in the middle of the purplish-red panties was a deep, dark river. This river left marks on the purplish-red panties, and something damp seemed to be flowing and clinging to them.

"Grandma, I... I won't look anymore, I won't look anymore, I'm leaving."

Seeing Li Meiyu's mother-in-law pull down her pants, Chun Tao blushed crimson, quickly closed his eyes, and turned to leave. Actually, it wasn't that Chun Tao really wanted to leave, but the overwhelming shame in his mind made him unable to look any longer.

Seeing Chun Tao about to leave, Li Meiyu's mother-in-law panicked. She pulled her pants up slightly, took two quick steps, and grabbed Chun Tao. She said hurriedly, "Chuntao, didn't you want to see clearly? I'll show you clearly today. Not only will I let you see clearly, but I'll also let you touch it. Come on, look here, touch here, isn't it soft? Isn't it comfortable?"

As she spoke, she had already taken Chuntao's hand in her own, and then, following Chuntao's hand, she reached inside the purplish-red panties. Deep within that pubic area, there was an alluring force that made Chuntao unable to resist; her drooping penis suddenly rose again.

Following Li Meiyu's mother-in-law's hand further down, Chuntao immediately felt herself passing through that pubic hair. Below were two plump, wet labia. When Chuntao's hand brushed against them, she felt a jolt in her heart. What did that feeling resemble? Chun Tao pondered this for a long time, unable to understand it, until he encountered the snail. He realized that when the snail's lips touched his hand, it was the same feeling—plump, tender, seemingly overflowing with water, yet no liquid actually came out.

"Chun Tao, put it here, isn't it comfortable?" Li Meiyu's mother-in-law didn't know that Chun Tao had already been with several women, and that the woman who deflowered him was none other than her widowed aunt, Li Meiyu.

"Mmm, comfortable." Chun Tao couldn't think further; his hands were almost beyond his control. His hands involuntarily pulled, stroked, and groped wildly among the pubic hair. Reaching the two fleshy lips, his hands were no longer satisfied with just pulling and caressing; instead, he bent the knuckles of his fingers and dug between the two fleshy lips.

"Oh my God, can you be a little gentler? You're like a wild bull!" Perhaps it was because Chun Tao had been a bit too rough, or perhaps her fingernails were too long and thin, scratching Li Meiyu's mother-in-law's labia, but Li Meiyu's mother-in-law tried to hold Chun Tao's hand away while pushing her body away, looking quite pained.

Realizing she had accidentally hurt Li Meiyu's mother-in-law's private parts, Chun Tao quickly withdrew her hand, her face flushed and her neck thick with embarrassment, saying, "No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, um, I'm leaving, I'm leaving."

It was broad daylight, and although they were standing behind a secluded hut far from the road, where no one had passed by for years, and the thatch grew taller than a person, the surroundings were still bright and white, with the distant sun hanging there like a pair of eyes watching. Moreover, the other party was a genuine mature woman, which made Chun Tao feel both embarrassed and nervous. She was worried that if others found out she was having an affair with a mature woman at such a young age, it would be incredibly embarrassing.

Seeing Chun Tao about to leave again, Li Meiyu's mother-in-law became even more anxious. Her anxiety wasn't just about Chun Tao leaving, but also about the initial pain from Chun Tao's touch on her genitals. While it felt like her fingers had scratched her, the brief pain was followed by a soft, numb pleasure, a sensation that filled her with anticipation for his continued touch.

"Chun Tao, don't go! I...I...I have something to do? Something very important!" Li Meiyu's mother-in-law called out anxiously, as if leaving Chun Tao meant missing out on something wonderful.

Chun Tao, genuinely thinking something good was about to happen, immediately stopped. He looked at his fingers, which were covered in slippery, lustful fluid, and quickly wiped them with some nearby weeds. He then asked Li Meiyu's mother-in-law, "What's going on?"

"Come here, come here, I'll tell you," Li Meiyu's mother-in-law said.

Chun Tao turned around and saw that Li Meiyu's mother-in-law had already taken off all her outer clothes, discarding even the small vest where she had hidden her money. Only her matching purplish-red bra hung precariously on her chest—precariously because Li Meiyu's mother-in-law also had large breasts, but they sagged quite badly, a large mound of white flesh tucked into her bra, which couldn't support it, making it seem like the bra straps were about to snap.

Upon seeing Li Meiyu's mother-in-law's posture, Chun Tao's nose started bleeding, and his throat went dry. The already erect penis between his legs lifted slightly, causing his smooth trousers to bulge like a small tent.

"Come here, Taowa, come here, come here, Grandma will show you something good, give you something good to eat." Li Meiyu's mother-in-law loosened her bra slightly, then lifted her round, sagging breasts with her hands. Her nipples, which had been shriveled, became round and shiny under her kneading.

Chun Tao could no longer control himself. He turned around and roughly grabbed Li Meiyu's mother-in-law's breasts with both hands. Li Meiyu's mother-in-law cried out, but instead of slapping Chun Tao's hands away, she tightly covered his hands with her own chest. "Taowa, rub it, rub it hard, see if it feels good?"

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law, with her hazy eyes, whispered to Chun Tao, already immersed in the caresses of a strong man.

Chapter 77: Old x is very good at reducing internal heat (1)

Old b is very good at reducing internal heat (1)

After kneading and scratching for a while, Chun Tao's palms were already covered with fine beads of sweat. He was not nervous or excited about a woman's exposure, but his own unruly thing had already made his pants stand up. The swollen and delicate glans head had slipped out from the side of his underwear. The rough pants held it in place, and it was particularly uncomfortable.

"Want to eat?"

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law used her hands to round her breasts and waved the protruding nipples in front of Chun Tao's eyes. The originally shriveled breasts became round and full under her kneading.

Chun Tao swallowed and replied, "Want to eat."

His lips had already moved closer without hesitation and put the already blackened nipple in his mouth. From the very first suckle, Chun Tao clearly felt that this mature woman's nipple was different from that of a young girl, and also different from that of a woman in her late twenties. A young girl's nipple had a faint body fragrance, while a woman in her late twenties had a strong milky smell. This mature woman's nipple, with its areola beginning to darken, only had a slight sweaty smell left.

Chun Tao sucked a few times, his mouth filled with a salty and astringent taste, and immediately lost the desire to suckle any further. Li Meiyu's mother-in-law, perhaps seeing through his thoughts, had already pulled down her pants before he could even pull his mouth away from her nipple, and then grabbed Chun Tao's hand, making his fingers press against her vulva.

As the saying goes, thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger. This Li Meiyu's mother-in-law was at the age of a tiger descending the mountain, and also at the age of being experienced in sexual matters. More importantly, this morning when she was having an affair with Lao Qiao, she had already performed oral sex and entered him from behind. Just as she was enjoying the thrusting, she was unexpectedly interrupted by the strange noises made by this boy, Chun Tao.

Although her sexual encounter with Old Qiao had ended, her inner desire hadn't. Just like her genitals remained engorged, her once dry, plump lips, after being rubbed that morning, were now being caressed by the strong man, maintaining a state of arousal and engorgement.

After Chun Tao's hand touched that wet patch, she naturally began a series of movements—first stroking in circles along the inner thighs, then gently pressing down on the tuft of hair with her palm, and finally, using her slender fingers to slip between her red lips, tracing the groove downwards.

"Ah, ha..." Li Meiyu's mother-in-law grabbed Chun Tao again. Chun Tao thought she had hurt her again, and looked up to see her already half-closed eyes, an expression of pure enjoyment and comfort. Her other hand was fiercely pinching her drooping breasts, kneading them while lifting the nipples.

"Damn it, this old woman is aroused under my one-finger technique." A small thrill flickered in Chuntao's heart.

Seeing that Li Meiyu's mother-in-law didn't seem to be in much pain, he became even bolder and more unrestrained in digging into her vaginal canal, as if his two fingers weren't fingers but a sand dredger recklessly plundering the river, rampaging and domineering.

Under Chuntao's relentless digging, Li Meiyu's mother-in-law couldn't take it anymore. At first, she clung tightly to Chuntao, her legs together, but slowly her hands rested on Chuntao's shoulders. However, under Chuntao's finger manipulation, her two thighs, which had been together, spontaneously parted. Not only did they part, but one leg lifted slightly, spreading her long, dark vulva wide open, allowing Chuntao's hands to penetrate more forcefully and quickly.

"So comfortable, so comfortable, Taowa, I can't take it anymore, it's so itchy inside!"

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law's legs were already soaked; the vaginal fluid, drawn out by Chuntao's fingers, flowed down her trousers. She had long forgotten the unpleasantness of her affair with Old Qiao, and now only had one thought in her mind: to get that man's thing in quickly, as soon as possible.

But she waited and waited, and Chun Tao didn't seem to get it up; he was just fiddling with it.

Wait, why hasn't Chun Tao made any further moves?

Could he really be a virgin, as he claims? If he is, then she's in big trouble. She's on the verge of it all, but he just doesn't know how to ejaculate, doesn't know how to operate it. What should she do? Thinking about this, Li Meiyu's mother-in-law grew anxious.

"Chun Tao, can your little chicken in your pants get hard? Can you let me see?" Saying this, she broke free from Chun Tao's grasp, squatted down, and pulled down Chun Tao's pants.

"No, Mother, this isn't right." Chun Tao was still a little embarrassed.

“What’s wrong with that? You’re young, you’re hot-tempered. When you’re hot-tempered, that thing gets swollen. I’m just helping you cool down, so it won’t swell up, okay?”

As she spoke, she removed Chun Tao’s panties while gently stroking the exposed root.

“Wow, how can it be so thick?” After pulling it out of her panties, Grandma Li Meiyu was still shocked by Chun Tao’s enormous member. Although she was over forty years old and had played with several men’s penises, she had never seen anything as strange as Chun Tao’s. It wasn’t particularly long, but it was very big. Its thick and sturdy appearance looked like a cement pillar, truly exuding a sense of power.

“Chun Tao, it’s so hard, does it hurt?”

“It hurts.”

“It hurts, do you want me to help you?”

“Yes.”

“How do you want me to help you?”

“Put it in Grandma’s slit.”

“Haha, you know that?”

As she spoke, she grasped Chun Tao’s large root and gently stroked it with her fingers.

"Chuntao, do you want to put your penis into Grandma's slit?"

Chuntao said, "Yes."

"Then Grandma will tell you what you saw with Lao Qiao today, but you can't tell anyone, okay?"

"I won't."

"Where do you want to come in from, from the front or the back?"

Chuntao suddenly remembered the scene of Lao Qiao and her doing that thing. At that time, Lao Qiao stood behind her, and she was leaning against the wall, supporting herself with her hands. This gave Chuntao an idea. She said, "From the back, I want to be like Lao Qiao."

"What does Lao Qiao look like?"

"Lao Qiao stands in the back, and you lie in the front."

Li Meiyu's mother-in-law put her hands on the wall, then raised her buttocks high. Her plump, hairy lips were covered with a white, honey-like liquid, and deep in the liquid, a gurgling river was deeply revealed there.

"Is it like this?" Li Meiyu's mother-in-law asked.

"Yes, yes, that's it." Seeing her seductive posture, and looking at those two dark mounds of flesh growing on the black earth, Chun Tao, already burning with lust, didn't care about anything else. He pulled out his penis and, without hesitation, thrust it in.

Actually, the main reason Chun Tao chose to enter from behind was that he was still afraid of her, afraid of the gaze of this woman who was the same age as his mother, afraid that in her eyes he would look like a criminal who had done something wrong or broken the law.

Another point was that although Li Meiyu's mother-in-law's skin was still relatively delicate, her belly was covered with a dense layer of fat, and there were dark spots on her chest. Moreover, there were two C-section marks across her lower abdomen. This made him feel somewhat uncomfortable, as if he was tormenting himself.

However, as soon as it entered from behind, with a whoosh, Chun Tao's fleshy gun was neatly inserted into the depths of Li Meiyu's upturned vulva. Instantly, apart from Li Meiyu's long cry, the only other sound was the sound of Chun Tao's fleshy rod being pulled out of the water curtain cave. That sound was not the slapping sound of a vigorous thrusting, nor the wanton moaning, but the contraction and the empty whistling sound of Chun Tao's fleshy rod against her honeyed passage.

Chapter 78: Old X is very hot (2)

After thrusting for a while, Chun Tao was panting heavily, but still did not feel the urge to ejaculate. Why did he not feel the urge to ejaculate? Chun Tao thought about it again and again, but he still did not understand. It was only later that he realized that it was because the contraction of Li Meiyu's place had stopped, and the river channel suddenly became wide and spacious. His great southern kingdom was in the river channel without any obstruction or friction. Such useless effort could not possibly make those little insects active.

During the thrusting, Chun Tao clearly felt that this mature woman's vagina was distinctly different from that of young women or girls. Not only was it so loose, as if there was no foothold, but her vaginal fluids were also so abundant that when his penis was inside, it felt as if it had been coated with white paint and glue, as if it had taken a bath. Slippery and slippery, it spread out, wetting his pubic hair and the surrounding area.

"Change...change it...I'm so tired, I can't go on anymore," Chun Tao gasped, asking Li Meiyu to change positions.

Li Meiyu straightened up, turned around with a smile, and saw Chun Tao drenched in sweat, his large penis erect between her legs. She felt both affection and a lingering desire. She stroked Chun Tao's large penis with her hand, looking at Chun Tao with a questioning gaze: "My dear, what do you want to do? Whatever you want, Grandma will agree to it."

Chun Tao looked left and right. Everywhere was messy thatch and scattered rubble. In such a place, it was inappropriate for her to lie down and let her sit on it, or for her to lie down and for her to sit on it. Not only was it uncomfortable, but there was really nowhere to lie down. However, her penis was painfully hard under her caresses.

"Let's, let's do it like before." Chun Tao hurriedly turned Li Meiyu's mother-in-law over, so that she was still in the same position as before, with her buttocks raised high. Between her two parted, plump lips, thick, white, pus-like vaginal fluid was filled, and even the pubic hair and the inside of her thighs were wet.

"No wonder I couldn't feel anything. I must have accidentally fallen into the swamp, damn it," Chun Tao thought, as she bent down and picked up the pants that Li Meiyu's mother-in-law had discarded at her ankles. He used the loose fabric from the hem of his trousers to wipe away the pus and white discharge from behind Li Meiyu's buttocks, and then cleaned his own penis.

After thrusting in again, without the slippery fluid, Chun Tao's penis truly felt pleasurable, and Li Meiyu also felt pleasurable. Her hair fell down, one hand gripping the mud wall of the tool shed, the other reaching down to her lower body, assisting Chun Tao's attack in that triangular area. She was already panting heavily: "So, so good, Chun, Tao, again, again, harder, um, harder, kill me, ah, kill me."

Her moans further aroused Chun Tao's sexual desire, making him increase the intensity of his attack. He pulled out far enough that the head of his penis was about to slip out of the vaginal canal, then suddenly thrust in forcefully, pushing the entire length of his penis in, slamming it hard into the depths of Li Meiyu's vulva, causing her vaginal fluids to splatter everywhere, and her moans to fill the air.

"Is it good, Grandma?" Chun Tao teased Li Meiyu's grandmother.

"Mmm, ah, so good, Taowa is so good, faster, faster, it feels so good," Li Meiyu's grandmother trembled wildly. Her breasts, already sagging badly, swayed back and forth like gourds hanging from a frame with Chun Tao's thrusting. Another round of

intense thrusting followed. Chun Tao was already feeling it, but Li Meiyu's grandmother couldn't take it anymore.

Under Chun Tao's relentless and fierce attacks, she could feel the force of the pressure between her legs slowly rising from the depths of her vagina, and wave after wave of orgasms came crashing down on her.

"Tao, Taowa, you're killing me, I, I can't take it anymore!" In Li Meiyu's grandmother's mind, this newly deflowered virgin was nothing special, he would only last three or five minutes before surrendering. She never expected that Chun Tao, this rascal, not only had such a thick penis, but could also last so long. This far exceeded her expectations, and she felt as if her body was about to fall apart under Chun Tao's thrusts, like a boat adrift on a river, each bone in agony.

After another round of violent impacts, Grandma Li Meiyu's moans turned into low pleas: "Please, please, Taowa, stop for a moment." Grandma Li Meiyu was, after all, forty-five or forty-six years old, and she couldn't withstand Chun Tao's vigorous thrusting. She turned her head back from her disheveled hair, begging Chun Tao, who was still attacking her.

But at this crucial moment, Chun Tao was already at a critical juncture. Waves of contraction surged from below his waist, from the tip of his penis. Within the swaying skin, countless offspring were already poised to burst forth, crowding forward as if about to overflow. At this moment, Grandma Li Meiyu's cries were so pale and powerless, utterly ineffective.

Chun Tao straightened his back and thrust back and forth dozens more times, feeling a dizzying heat rush to his head. He involuntarily let out a soft "ah," as waves of offspring, like bullets, surged from his thick penis into Grandma Li Meiyu's vagina.

"So good, so good," Chun Tao pulled out his penis, his mind still immersed in the waves of explosive pleasure. Grandma Li Meiyu, panting, sat down heavily on her bare clothes.

"You almost killed me, haha~." Grandma Li Meiyu spread her legs, letting Chun Tao's semen flow down the thick, grassy crevice. Soon it gushed out, flowing past his anus, almost onto the clothes beneath his buttocks. She tugged at the clothes, letting Chun Tao's thick, white semen flow onto the ground.

"Still claiming to be a virgin? Tell the truth, how many women have you slept with?" Grandma Li Meiyu interrogated Chun Tao.

Chun Tao chuckled and said, "What woman have I slept with?"

Grandma Li Meiyu said, "Nobody believes that. A man who's never been with a woman will ejaculate instantly."

Chun Tao protested, "I really haven't."

...

After a while, Grandma Li Meiyu put her clothes back on. Before leaving, she turned back to negotiate with Chun Tao: "Tao-wa, look, I've done it with you, and you're satisfied. Besides, don't tell anyone about what Old Qiao and I did in the warehouse."

Chun Tao nodded and said, "I understand, I won't tell anyone."

Grandma Li Meiyu was still worried and said, "And about today's incident, only you and I know."

Chun Tao said, "Only you and I know!"

Grandma Li Meiyu then pulled up her tight pants, and with a sway of her hips, disappeared behind the thatched tool shed.

Chun Tao, still dazed, pulled up her pants and went home.

When she got home, Chun Tao realized how exhausted she was—her head was heavy, her legs felt unsteady, and she had no energy, feeling like she was ill; her complexion was also pale. Fortunately, Chun Tao's father, Li Zejun, had accompanied Old Feng to Li Meiyu's house to propose marriage, and her mother, Wang Xiuhua, was sewing quilts. Chun Tao didn't say anything, went inside, collapsed onto the bed, and fell fast asleep.

Only then did he remember what that hooligan, Gouzi, in the forest farm had said—something about "young cunts being good for you, old cunts being harmful," referring to the ways of older, mature women. They might be good for relieving heat, but if you went too far, it would only damage your health… Anyway, he'd already experienced it firsthand; it seemed this mature woman's old hole was truly not for him… Thinking this, he drifted off to sleep, waking up in the dead of night. It wasn't

until he went to the toilet in the morning that he suddenly remembered he'd missed dinner at Fu Qunying's house.

Damn it, how could he have missed Fu Yingying's chicken soup?

He was filled with regret.

The next day, when the sun was high in the sky, Chun Tao used the excuse of buying cigarettes to go to Fu Qunying's shop. He thought, if Fu Yingying were to blame him, he'd immediately drag her to the side room, give her a good time, and shut her up at the same time.

To her surprise, upon opening the door of the small shop, she was greeted by Fu Qunying's husband, Cai Dexi.

Cai Dexi, sitting behind the counter drinking tea, greeted Chun Tao, "Buying cigarettes, Chun Tao?"

"Yes, just a pack. When did you get back?" Although Chun Tao and Cai Dexi were five or six years apart in age, they were usually on good terms, and Cai Dexi was generally considered decent in the forest farm.

"Just got back today. I delivered a truckload of sand to build houses, just passing by, so I stopped by." Cai Dexi offered Chun Tao a cigarette, then took out his lighter and lit it.

"What have you been busy with lately, Chun Tao?" Cai Dexi asked.

"What could I be busy with? Just various household chores," Chun Tao answered truthfully.

"Have you finished felling the trees on the mountains in the forest farm you contracted?" Cai Dexi asked casually.

"Not yet. Only a few truckloads have been felled; most of them are still untouched," Chun Tao replied.

“I was thinking about it,” Cai Dexi said, taking a sip of tea. “I went to the timber market in the city a few days ago. Our trees from the forest farm are selling for a loss. Others are selling them for hundreds of yuan a ton, but the timber dealers are offering such low prices. How about we, Chuntao, partner up in the timber business?” Cai Dexi looked at Chuntao.

“Partner up in the timber business? How?” Chuntao was immediately intrigued by Cai Dexi’s words.

“Exactly! I have the truck, I’ll handle the sales, and you’ll be responsible for organizing the felling and loading of the trees in the forest farm. We’ll split the profits, after deducting the workers’ wages and the truck’s fuel costs, equally. How about that?” Cai Dexi said, his face beaming.

As they were talking, Fu Qunying came out from the inner room, chiming in Cai Dexi's shoes while trying to persuade Chun Tao. She said, "Chun Tao, doing some business is much more profitable than working. Besides, your brother Dexi has a car, so it's very convenient for him to do things like that."

"Think about it," Cai Dexi said, then took his plastic water cup and went inside to pour some hot water. Fu Qunying and Chun Tao were left standing in the small shop.

Fu Qunying lowered her voice and said, "This business is really worth doing. Would I lie to you?" As she spoke, Fu Qunying winked at Chun Tao, her eyes filled with a hint of ambiguity and tenderness, instantly reminding Chun Tao of her own penis between Fu Qunying's legs.

Seeing that Chun Tao didn't speak, she continued, "Go back and think about it. Don't rush to answer Dexi. He hasn't figured out the ropes yet. You have to figure them out first before you can proceed cautiously and make a sure profit."

Chun Tao nodded, took a cigarette, and walked out of the small shop. Fu Qunying said leisurely, "Dexi has to deliver goods to someone later, so come over later..."

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