The down-on-his-luck lady and the hunter

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content. Even the warmest spring sunshine is still quite scorching at midday. An Ran lay on the table, her jade-like hands holding a thin charcoal pencil, diligently drawing on paper. After she mentioned paper and pencils that day, Luo Cheng went to the tutor that evening to get some paper, but there were no pencils; the tutor himself only had two. An Ran had to find some charcoal, sharpen it, and use it as a pencil.
She had already designed several clothing styles, just waiting to ask at a clothing store one day. After finishing the last stroke, she breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her stiff neck, and glanced at the strong sunlight outside. It was time to take Luo Cheng some water.
Luo Cheng had brought his own water, but it was too hot, and he'd probably run out by now. An Ran had been bringing him water for the past few days; he didn't want her to go through all that trouble, but she said she was bored at home and wanted to go for a walk, so he agreed.
Today, Luo Cheng was planting beans on the hill behind their house, not far away, and An Ran arrived in just fifteen minutes. After crossing a small hill, An Ran saw Luo Cheng squatting in the field, carefully burying the beans. Because of the heat, he had taken off his shirt, revealing his strong, muscular arms. The hem of his shirt was tucked into his pants, clinging to his body and showing off his well-defined abdominal muscles. He seemed completely unaware of how alluring he looked; if the women in the village saw him, their eyes would probably light up.
An Ran couldn't help but glance at him a few more times; Luo Cheng's physique was truly impressive. Unexpectedly, Luo Cheng suddenly turned around, meeting her burning gaze. Startled, An Ran immediately turned away. Luo Cheng smiled and walked towards her, taking the water jug from her hand and casually holding her small hand. An Ran's face flushed red, and she didn't answer him.
Luo Cheng, however, wasn't about to let her go easily. He leaned close to her ear and said, "If you like, I'll let you see as much as you want when we get back." An Ran panicked and tried to push him away, but couldn't. Instead, she lost her balance and was about to fall backward. Luo Cheng quickly grabbed her, taking the opportunity to embrace her slender waist. Just as An Ran was about to break free, she heard some indescribable sounds coming from the other side of the hillside and immediately dared not move.
"Mmm! Be gentle!" a woman's seductive voice rang out from the other side, followed by "tsk tsk" sounds, indicating that the two had kissed. An Ran and Luo Cheng couldn't see what was happening over there, so their hearing was exceptionally sharp. Both of them became somewhat uneasy, and Luo Cheng's hand on An Ran's waist unconsciously tightened.
"Someone will see us, not here..." the woman pleaded. The man said confidently, "Everyone's busy in the fields right now, who would come here? My dick is so big, I can't resist fucking you!" The woman was clearly unwilling, "No..." Then came the sound of rubbing clothes, the man's muffled groans, and the woman's wanton moans, clearly indicating they were already joined together. "You want me to fuck you too, what are you pretending for?" the man said as he thrust in and out. The woman said intermittently, "Mmm, so good... good brother, harder!" The man indeed increased the intensity of his movements, and the woman was repeatedly uttered lewd words as she was thrust into.
An Ran and Luo Cheng listened quietly, not daring to make a sound, but the sounds from the other side grew louder and louder. The wet, squelching sounds of the man thrusting could be heard clearly, not to mention the shameful words they uttered as they did so.
An Ran felt Luo Cheng's body was hot against hers; his heavy breathing sprayed onto her neck, making the air feel increasingly hot. Luo Cheng's heart pounded as he listened to the sounds. He wanted to be like that man, to pin his little wife down and ravage her. He had given her a winter to prepare; he wondered if she was ready
. He pulled An Ran closer to him, making her cling to him in a completely dependent position, his erection pressing against her lower abdomen.
An Ran was startled but dared not move, only whispering, "Let go!" Luo Cheng stared at her full, red lips and suddenly lowered his head to kiss her. An Ran's eyes widened as she met his dark gaze, which clearly showed his arousal. Afraid he wouldn't be able to resist and would take her right there, she quickly pinched his waist. Taking advantage of the situation,
Luo Cheng grabbed her mischievous hand, twisting it behind her back, and began rubbing against her. While listening to the live sex show, An Ran felt a strange sensation as Luo Cheng rubbed against her, her lower body gradually becoming wet. If she let him continue, she worried the fluid would run down her thighs, so she had to squeeze her legs together to cover the unusual feeling.
Fortunately, the two men didn't last long, finishing in about fifteen minutes. Whether they moved on or ended there was unknown. After they left, An Ran collapsed onto Luo Cheng, her legs weak, her lower body incredibly empty, even her eyes carrying a hint of seduction. Luo Cheng held her waist tightly, trying hard to control himself. Their first time shouldn't be here.
He scooped An Ran up in his arms and rushed home as fast as he could. Behind him, a water jug was overturned, water gushing out.
Finally home, Luo Cheng impatiently kicked open the door, placed An Ran on the bed, and then climbed on top of her. An Ran was now somewhat awake, whispering, "What are you doing? How did we get back?" Her mind had been hazy before, and she didn't know what had happened.
Luo Cheng looked into her eyes and said, "I'm going to consummate our marriage now." Before she could answer, he silenced her with a kiss, sucking hard on her tongue until it went numb. He then pressed his lips to hers and asked, "Are you ready?"
An Ran knew that based on her behavior on the hillside, she was aroused and would eventually consummate their marriage. She might as well agree, but she couldn't bring herself to say it, so she turned her head away in tacit agreement.
Seeing her reaction, Luo Cheng knew she had agreed. He eagerly tore open her shirt and buried his head inside her. An Ran seemed a little ashamed, clinging to his head, unsure whether to refuse or want him to go deeper. Luo Cheng's tongue skillfully grazed her nipples, one hand kneading her breasts vigorously, while the other stroked down her waist, gradually sliding to her lower abdomen, gently caressing it, but refusing to move further down.
An Ran's breasts were being played with, the room echoing with lewd "tsk tsk" sounds. Her lower body became slightly wet, but Luo Cheng's hand remained fixed on her lower abdomen, refusing to move down.
An
Ran, long unsatisfied and feeling utterly empty below, involuntarily lifted her hips to bump against Luo Cheng. The impact struck Luo Cheng's groin, causing his breathing to become erratic. The next moment, An Ran grabbed his hand and guided it towards her lower body, her actions possessing a certain forceful intensity.
Luo Cheng, a laborer, had thick calluses on his hands. An Ran, who had initially been guiding his movements, felt a surge of stimulation the moment his large hand touched her genitals. The rough hand caressed her smooth, delicate skin, and An Ran couldn't help but let out a moan. Encouraged by this, Luo Cheng, following the memory of that night, kneaded his petals with his long fingers, trying to find the small opening in his dream. In matters of the heart, besides what he had learned from his comrades during his years in the army, all he knew was the dream he had that night, leaving him somewhat apprehensive.
The delicate slit of her vulva opened slightly under his kneading, releasing some nectar. Luo Cheng's fingers touched some of it, finding the vulva truly magical, able to produce fluid.
An Ran tried to raise her hips, offering her private parts to Luo Cheng's hand. When Luo Cheng lifted his head from An Ran's chest, he saw the dazed look in her eyes. Her usually beautiful face was flushed, and her brows and eyes held a captivating allure. He couldn't help but be moved, and almost unconsciously, he inserted a finger into her narrow vulva. It only penetrated one knuckle before being blocked by the layers of flesh, unable to go any further.
"Ugh..." An Ran couldn't help but cry out in pain, her delicate eyebrows almost knitting together. She felt a throbbing pain in her lower body
, as if it were being stretched open. Her tender flower-like opening had never been invaded by anything before, and now, with a finger suddenly being inserted, the pain was accompanied by a slight pleasure. Seeing her cry out in pain, Luo Cheng immediately stopped what he was doing and asked anxiously, "Does it hurt a lot?
" An Ran had recovered somewhat. Aside from the initial throbbing pain, the pain had lessened, replaced by a feeling of emptiness from unfulfilled desire
. She shook her head. Luo Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. The memory of making her cry last time was still vivid in his mind; he didn't want to hurt her again. Relieved by her answer, he tried to insert his finger further, but the sensitive flesh inside her resisted. He dared not use any more force, so he began to circle his finger inside, hoping to slowly penetrate in this gradual manner.
His hands were incredibly rough compared to the delicate flesh inside her, each rotation a stimulation for An Ran. She moaned softly with Luo Cheng's movements, her voice filled with alluring seduction. Luo Cheng couldn't resist An Ran like this. He shifted his body, his erection pressing against An Ran's inner thigh, gently rubbing against it with his hands.
During the rotation, his fingers accidentally touched a small protrusion above her vulva, and An Ran let out a high-pitched moan, not like pain, but more like pleasure. His eyes lit up, and he began to tease the protrusion more frequently, and sure enough, An Ran's moans grew louder and louder.
"No, stop, don't..." An Ran moaned and pleaded. She didn't know what was happening; every time he touched that protrusion, waves of pleasure would surge through her, and he was doing it so frequently. If this continued, she was sure she would lose control.
Luo Cheng should have stopped, but seeing her out-of-control expression and hearing her seductive moans, he didn't listen to her. Instead, he continued to tease that spot, even more frequently than before.
An Ran's mind went blank from the intense pleasure. She let out a high-pitched moan and spurted water from her narrow opening, drenching Luo Cheng's hand that was on her petals. Luo Cheng stared blankly. How... did she squirt
? After climaxing, An Ran gasped for breath like a dying fish. Finally catching her breath, she said with difficulty, "You bastard!" She had told him not to touch that spot, but he wouldn't listen, making her look so pathetic. Hearing
her soft voice, Luo Cheng's heart stirred. He echoed, "Okay, okay, I'm a bastard." But as he said this, his fingers, lubricated by the vaginal fluid, pushed further in, inserting two-thirds of their way in.
"Ah!" An Ran gasped, her brows furrowing slightly. Although it hurt a little, it wasn't as painful as the first time he entered. Luo Cheng leaned down, capturing her delicate red lips with a soothing kiss. The kiss deepened, and An Ran felt unbearably hot, her expression dazed. Luo Cheng also felt a surge of blood, his erection throbbing even more. He desperately wanted to plunge into her vagina.
He moved his fingers inside, gently thrusting them in and out. It was probably a man's instinct; although he had never done it before, he felt it was roughly like this. The rough fingertips rubbed against the tender walls of her vagina, stimulating their contractions. Each movement felt like countless tiny mouths biting his fingers. If he were to put his manhood inside… he couldn't help but feel a moment of excitement, barely suppressing the urge to ejaculate. Unconsciously, the force in his hand increased.
"Mmm..." An Ran's mouth was sealed, and she pushed his shoulder with her hand. Luo Cheng's actions brought her a surge of pleasure, and she was afraid of losing control and "peing" like last time. Luo Cheng knew her resistance, so his movements became gentler, and he even pulled his fingers out. Just as An Ran was about to breathe a sigh of relief, something thicker forced its way in. He actually inserted two fingers together.
An Ran pushed his shoulder even harder, making protesting "mmm" sounds. He felt her struggle, and after inserting his fingers, he didn't move. He released her lips and said with restraint, "I'll move again when you're used to it."
An Ran looked at the beads of sweat on his forehead and felt a little sorry for him. Finally, she made up her mind and said, "You can continue, I can." Seeing that she didn't seem reluctant, Luo Cheng slowly began to move his fingers in and out.
"Hmm..." As soon as she moved, An Ran frowned and let out a painful moan. Luo Cheng immediately stopped. "I'm not moving anymore."
"Don't stop, I can..." An Ran said, enduring the throbbing pain. If she couldn't even handle two fingers, how could she withstand his huge member later? "You can move."
Luo Cheng then continued moving, but very gently, inserting only a finger joint. An Ran gradually adapted; although it still hurt a little, she felt more of an emptiness deep inside her. She couldn't bring herself to ask Luo Cheng to go deeper, so she raised her hips, actively responding to his movements.
"Ah..." The deeper insertion made An Ran let out a satisfied groan. Seeing her reaction, Luo Cheng immediately understood what she wanted. He used force, pushing his finger even deeper into her vagina.
An
Ran let out a satisfied sigh, moaning softly with each thrust of Luo Cheng. His slender fingers moved in and out of her narrow opening, drawing out a little fluid, making a "plop plop" sound with each insertion. Hearing this, Luo Cheng's lower body began to stir, poking An Ran's inner thighs repeatedly, but his throbbing pain showed no relief.
After about a few dozen thrusts, Luo Cheng added another finger, stretching the opening taut with three fingers. An Ran cried out in pain, her hands instinctively gripping the sheets beneath her. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Luo Cheng thrust forcefully, inserting his thick finger.
"No more, sob..." An Ran couldn't help but plead, twisting her hips to try and break free from his control. His fingers slipped out of her opening, but he held her still, saying with restraint, "Be good, I'll be gentle, okay?" Although he was asking for her consent, his fingers had already been reinserted. Seeing her furrowed brows, he stopped at the entrance, not daring to rush in all at once.
"It hurts..." An Ran groaned softly, and Luo Cheng quickly coaxed her, "I'll be gentle, it won't hurt in a little while." If he had previously sworn he wouldn't hurt her, after glimpsing her beauty, he no longer dared to be so certain. Who knew if he would lose control if he continued to hold back
? So he could only try to get her used to him as quickly as possible. He slowly rotated his fingers, pushing them in at an extremely slow pace. An Ran sobbed softly, her delicate brows furrowed tightly. Although it still hurt, it hadn't reached an unbearable level. Luo Cheng leaned down and kissed the corner of her lips, soothingly saying, "It'll be over soon." An Ran, preoccupied with pain, didn't respond.
Under his guidance, the narrow path was finally cleared, and he breathed a sigh of relief. But that wasn't enough; he controlled his fingers, thrusting them in and out of her, slowly withdrawing and then slowly inserting again.
"Ah, you, don't move anymore..." An Ran gasped, the rough fingers giving her the feeling of being stretched open, making her want to escape, but Luo Cheng wouldn't allow her to. He quickened his pace, the sounds of fluid flowing echoing, exceptionally lewd.
An Ran, aroused, raised her neck high and cried out, "No more, stop, sob sob..." Luo Cheng watched as tears welled in her eyes, yet her brows remained incredibly alluring. Her breasts swayed with her rapid breathing, and her seductive posture made his eyes redden. He could no longer hear An Ran's pleas for mercy. A dozen rapid, deep thrusts were made in his hands, pulling at the tender flesh of her vaginal walls. Waves of pleasure surged through An Ran's body. After only a few thrusts, An Ran screamed and climaxed, a stream of fluid gushing from her vagina.
Luo Cheng pulled down her skirt, revealing a palm-sized wet stain on her plain white underpants, truly living up to the saying "a woman made of water." He removed An Ran's pants, revealing her vulva, like a white steamed bun, with pink petals slightly parted to the sides, revealing an opening about a finger's width wide in the middle, the small opening contracting and releasing nectar.
Luo Cheng's heart surged, and he hurriedly pulled down his pants, revealing his enormous, ready-to-go member. Without even taking off his pants, he guided his massive member, the large mushroom head pressing against the entrance of her vulva.
An Ran's mind was a complete blank. She felt something burning hot pressing against her lower body. Half-closing her eyes, she saw the enormous thing. Even three fingers would hurt for half a day, and that thing was probably more than twice as thick as those three fingers. Was it trying to kill her by inserting it like this
? She quickly sat up, grabbed Luo Cheng's hand that was about to move, and said in fear, "No, it's too big, I regret it, I don't want to do it!" Luo Cheng had already gone this far, how could he give up the consummation of his long-cherished desire? He pushed An Ran onto the bed, leaned down and silenced her chattering little mouth. After finding the right position, his lower body hardened, and his huge rod smashed through the layers of flower walls. With a "plop," it broke through the woman's most precious membrane and directly entered the depths of her vagina.
"Ugh! Ugh!" An Ran let out a few low moans, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face, her complexion as pale as paper. The tearing pain made her feel like she was about to die, and the pain of being stretched open by the huge object spread to her heart. Her hands gripped the sheets beneath her so tightly that they almost tore a hole in them.
After penetrating, Luo Cheng couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. The soft flesh inside her vagina tightly gripped his shaft, as if trying to break him. He had felt a tremendous resistance when he first entered; if it weren't for his strong will and the fact that his penis was hard enough, it would have broken halfway through!
The swelling pain in his lower body gave him an urge to thrust quickly, but when he saw An Ran's pale face, he forcibly restrained himself. He kissed her from her brow to the corner of her lips, finally sucking on her lips and sending his tongue into her mouth, swirling it wildly until her brow gradually relaxed. Only then did he slowly begin to thrust.
"Ugh! Ugh!" An Ran let out another painful moan. Her virgin territory, never before violated, was experiencing the pain of such a massive thing for the first time. Even with ample foreplay, it still caused her considerable suffering. She couldn't help but place her hands on Luo Cheng's chest, pushing against him. Through her tear-filled eyes, she saw his body rise and fall, each thrust feeling like a piercing of her heart, making her groan involuntarily.
After several dozen thrusts, An Ran's pain subsided somewhat. Luo Cheng supported her buttocks and began to thrust deeply and forcefully. The enormous mushroom head broke through all obstacles, reaching her very core. He couldn't help but look down at their point of union. The tender, pink flesh was pulled out as the shaft withdrew, the narrow opening stretched taut by the thick shaft, its edges slightly white. The thick shaft was covered in clear vaginal fluid, with faint traces of blood visible clinging to it. He panicked for a moment, then thrust the shaft in forcefully.
An Ran placed her hands weakly on his chest, unable to push him away. She could only passively endure his invasion. Luo Cheng's thrusts lacked any skill, relying entirely on brute force, wildly ramming inside her. This impact made her groan involuntarily, unable to even utter a word to stop him.
After more than a hundred thrusts, An Ran finally couldn't withstand his frenzied thrusting. A flash of white light crossed her mind, and she screamed as she ejaculated, spraying a stream of fluid onto his large mushroom head. Luo Cheng, experiencing love for the first time, couldn't withstand such stimulation. He couldn't help but release his engorged penis, flushing his hot semen onto her vulva. The rapid and intense flushing made An Ran scream again as she climaxed.
Luo Cheng was dumbfounded. He'd heard that a man's short duration meant he couldn't last long. Could it be that he…
? He refused to believe it. Holding An Ran's buttocks, he slightly withdrew his penis, then thrust it back in heavily. Although he had just ejaculated, his penis was still hard. An Ran, who had just climaxed twice, couldn't withstand such penetration and cried out hoarsely.
In the quiet farmhouse courtyard, the woman's hoarse moans could be heard intermittently: "No more, please…" "Stop, waah…" or a series of high-pitched screams from the woman and low growls from the man, finally subsiding by evening. After their lovemaking, An Ran was exhausted and fell asleep early.
Luo
Cheng, however, was still full of energy. If it weren't for An Ran's pitiful sobbing and pleading later on, he wouldn't have wanted to end it there. He sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at An Ran's sleeping face. He must have really bullied her too much; even in her sleep, her brows were furrowed. He couldn't help but reach out and smooth them. His An Ran was truly beautiful, more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen!
He tiptoed out of the room, intending to boil some hot water for An Ran to wash up. Actually, even if he made a little noise, An Ran probably wouldn't notice; she was sleeping so soundly. After boiling the water, he cooked some porridge in the pot. Neither of them had eaten lunch that afternoon, and he was worried she might be hungry.
When he brought in the water, Anran was still fast asleep, so he didn't wake her. He prepared to wash her with a warm towel, but when he saw her private parts, his heart skipped a beat. It wasn't lust, but rather a feeling of heartache. Her once pink petals were rubbed raw, swollen and red, looking incredibly fragile. The skin was even broken, with a few streaks of blood seeping out. The narrow opening had been stretched into a round hole, which hadn't closed yet, and white fluid was constantly flowing out.
He wiped and wiped with a clean cloth, but the white fluid seemed endless, flowing out no matter how many times he wiped. He then noticed that her lower abdomen was swollen. He gently pressed it, and another stream of white fluid flowed out. He couldn't even remember how many times he had ejaculated inside her. He gently pressed until her lower abdomen deflated, then stopped. But what remained inside her vaginal canal couldn't be wiped away with the cloth, so he had to insert his fingers to help her remove it.
Although An Ran was fast asleep, she could still feel the hard object being inserted into her lower body. Even in her sleep, she murmured in a hoarse voice, "No more, I can't take it..." She had been aroused by Luo Cheng all afternoon, and it had become a conditioned reflex.
Luo Cheng felt increasingly guilty, his movements becoming incredibly gentle. After finally cleaning up the semen, he carefully wiped her private parts, then dried her entire body, gave her clean clothes to change into, and quietly left. He stood in the courtyard, rinsing himself with well water. He often did this in the summer, and although it was spring, the temperature was too high today, so he wasn't cold.
The porridge in the pot was almost ready to eat. He ladled a bowl and brought it to the room. Although he was reluctant to wake her, not eating wasn't good for her health. He sat down by the bed and shook An Ran, "An Ran, An Ran..."
After calling several times, An Ran finally opened her eyes with difficulty, only to see Luo Cheng so close to her. She reflexively moved back and pleaded, "No, I..." She only got halfway through her sentence before realizing that Luo Cheng was just sitting on the edge of the bed and wasn't abusing her. It was just that Luo Cheng in bed was too terrifying. Although he usually listened to everything she said, in bed, he wouldn't listen to anything she said and only knew how to abuse her fiercely. He was completely different from his usual self! She couldn't help but glare at Luo Cheng. This scoundrel!
Luo Cheng guiltily touched his nose. He knew he had been too rough before, but once he entered that place, he seemed to be out of his control, always wanting to abuse her. He quickly pulled her in front of him, coaxing, "I was wrong, I won't do it again next time. Let's eat first, okay?
" An Ran glanced at him suspiciously. The thought that he could really be gentler next time had barely crossed her mind when Luo Cheng brought over the porridge. Smelling the aroma, she temporarily put her previous thoughts aside and began to drink the porridge from Luo Cheng's spoon. With each sip, Luo Cheng carefully blew on it to prevent her from burning herself. She used to find it cloying when others did this, but seeing it on herself, especially with Luo Cheng, this handsome, goofy guy, filled her with sweetness and contentment.
After finishing her bowl, Luo Cheng asked, "Want some more?" An Ran shook her head, lay down, and continued sleeping. "You go to sleep first, I'll be back in a bit." Luo Cheng pulled the blanket up for her, picked up the bowl, and left. An Ran watched his retreating figure through her hazy sleep, a serene smile playing on her lips. This Luo Cheng was so kind.
The next day, An Ran woke up when the sunlight streamed through the window. The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was the medicine bottle beside her pillow. Her memory returned; Luo Cheng seemed to have woken her that morning, instructing her to apply the medicine. If she hadn't seen the bottle, she probably would have forgotten.
She picked up the bottle. This medicine wasn't in their house; he must have gone to the doctor early that morning to get it. She couldn't help but mutter "fool" under her breath, but her heart was warmed. However, the moment she moved her leg, her expression changed instantly. A tearing, burning pain shot through her groin; even the slightest movement caused it to throb. She gritted her teeth and cursed, "Luo Cheng, you damn bastard!"
The bottle contained a semi-solidified medicine, which could be poured out. She poured some and applied it to the broken skin, but then suddenly remembered that Luo Cheng had mentioned applying it inside as well. Her face darkened, but she still endured the pain and applied it all over the inside as well.
Luo Cheng returned earlier than usual. He knew An Ran would probably be bedridden today, so he came home early to cook for her. He entered with a beaming smile and sat on the edge of the bed, asking, "Did you apply the medicine?
" An Ran stammered, "Yes." Luo Cheng was still somewhat uneasy and asked again, "Did you apply it inside...?" An Ran was annoyed, glared at him, and turned away, ignoring him. He panicked and hurriedly pulled back the covers to check, but An Ran grabbed his hand. "What are you doing? I put it on, I put it on!" she cried, like a puffed-up little lion. Seeing her nervous expression, Luo Cheng deliberately tried to scare her, saying, "If you don't answer me next time, I'll apply the medicine myself." Seeing her eyes widen, he added, "With my...that thing down there."
An Ran immediately retorted angrily, "You're shameless!" She was clearly an honest and simple man, but how could she become so domineering and shameless when it came to matters of the heart? Seeing this, Luo Cheng stopped teasing her, patted her face, and told her to lie obediently on the bed before going out to cook.
Hearing that women needed nourishment after consummating their marriage, he went to Aunt Lin's chicken farm in the village and picked out a black-boned chicken to make soup for her. He had already started making chicken soup that morning; the meat was still a little undercooked, but the soup was ready to drink. Afraid that An Ran would be hungry, he first served her a bowl.
An Ran's mouth watered at the smell, but then she realized something was off; they didn't keep chickens at home. Had he gone out of his way to buy them
? "Fresh black chicken soup, try it, see if it's good." Luo Cheng sat down by the bed and was about to feed her. An Ran looked at the bowl of soup, her expression complicated. He'd gone with all that money—medicine, chicken—his savings were probably gone again. She took the bowl and said earnestly, "Luo Cheng, thank you." Luo Cheng patted her head. "I should be thanking you." Thank you for filling my life with so much color…
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An Ran fully recovered several days later. It happened to be market day, and An Ran thought that since she had drawn so many patterns, she should go to a clothing store and ask. When she took out the stack of drawings full of women's clothing designs, Luo Cheng's expression was a mixture of surprise and delight. He had thought she wanted the paper to write on, but it turned out she wanted to draw these things. Did she want to make them herself based on the designs? She would look beautiful in these clothes.
"Do they look good? I want to sell them to clothing stores," An Ran asked expectantly.
Luo Cheng, however, looked somewhat dejected. Earning money to support the family was supposed to be his responsibility. She was suffering from poor food and clothing because of him, and had to worry about money. He looked at An Ran, speechless for a moment. "An Ran, I...
" An Ran could tell what he was thinking just by looking at his expression. She tiptoed and flicked his forehead. "Don't think like that. I was immature before and burdened you a lot. I just wanted to share some of the burden. Besides, I really enjoy drawing these. If I can earn money, why not?" Seeing his still pained expression, she pinched his cheek again, threatening, "If you continue like this, I'll feel even more guilty. Oh, my guilt hurts so much." To complete the act, she even clutched her chest and made a painful expression on her face.
Luo Cheng felt a little relieved by her witty banter, but he knew he needed to work even harder to be worthy of his talented young wife.
There were oxcarts in the village that could take people to the market, costing four copper coins per person round trip. Luo Cheng had spent all his savings on medicine and chickens, so he couldn't afford the oxcart. But he didn't want An Ran to suffer, so he borrowed one from Uncle Li. An Ran watched Luo Cheng return with the cart, a little puzzled. "Are you going to sell something?
" Luo Cheng smiled and shook his head. "You'll find out soon enough." An Ran didn't ask further; she'd find out eventually. The two walked side-by-side on the village's cobblestone path, chatting and laughing. An Ran wore a light blue dress, elegant and dignified. Her thick, black hair was styled in a simple bun, secured with a wooden hairpin, which, combined with her delicate features, made her appear serene and beautiful. Luo Cheng was dressed in a short brown robe. Although the fabric wasn't luxurious, it was simple and clean, highlighting his broad shoulders, narrow hips, and handsome features. He and An Ran, a robust young man and a beautiful young woman, looked exceptionally well-matched.
Once they reached the village entrance, Luo Cheng stopped and said to An Ran, "Get in."
An Ran was surprised. "You borrowed the carriage not to sell things, but specifically to take me to the market?" This fool, he's too good to me
! He hadn't let her get in the carriage in the village before because he was afraid of gossip. He was happy to spoil his wife, but her past actions had left a bad impression on people. If they saw him borrowing the carriage specifically to take her to the market, they would probably spread rumors. Now that they were out of the village, there were no such concerns. He knew another path led to the market, and taking that path would prevent them from running into the villagers.
An Ran refused to cooperate, saying, "I won't sit, I can walk myself." Was this man trying to make her feel increasingly guilty
? Luo Cheng's face darkened. How could she, with her frail body, walk there? So he put down the handlebars and approached An Ran step by step. An Ran grew anxious as he drew closer and hurriedly asked, "What are you doing?" Luo Cheng said in a deep voice, "I'm carrying you up."
"No, I'll sit, okay?" Luo Cheng then picked up the cart again and headed towards the market. An Ran fanned him with her sleeve from behind from time to time, trying several times to get off and walk herself, but he stopped her. Seeing his brisk pace, An Ran was curious about his stamina.
After arriving at the market, the two didn't wander around but went straight to the clothing store. An Ran had inquired about the town's situation from Luo Cheng. Because of its proximity to the capital, the town's residents were quite wealthy, with many affluent families. Therefore, An Ran's clothing designs were mostly aimed at the ladies and young women of wealthy households, commanding high prices and thus generating more profit for her.
As soon as they entered the clothing store, the shop assistant tried to lead them to the cheaper section, but An Ran said, "Could you take us to that area?" She was referring to the section with the finest materials, the kind only the wealthy could afford.
The shop assistant rolled his eyes. Another one overestimating themselves; with their shabby attire, they thought they could buy things from there? All the goodwill he had initially felt towards An Ran because of her beauty vanished. Nevertheless, he still led them to that section, though his expression wasn't very pleasant.
An Ran looked at the clothes and, to be honest, they weren't as good as the ones she had drawn. The styles were too monotonous, and the patterns were too limited. Just as she came to this conclusion, the shopkeeper said impatiently, "What are you looking at if you can't afford it? You're wasting your time!" An Ran just smiled, but Luo Cheng was a little angry. How could he say that to An Ran? He immediately said in a deep voice, "Please show some respect."
The shop assistant immediately flew into a rage, yelling, "With your shabby appearance, you think you can buy clothes here? You probably can't even afford the cheapest ones, and you expect me to show some respect..." An Ran quickly pulled Luo Cheng towards the counter, the shop assistant's voice echoing behind them. Luo Cheng's anger hadn't subsided. She squeezed his hand, comforting him, "Don't be angry, I'll get revenge for you later!" He could be angry with her, but to talk to Luo Cheng like that—that shop assistant was going too far!
At the counter, a middle-aged shopkeeper, looking like a scholar, sat there, carefully examining an account book. Only when An Ran approached did he look up, seeing a beautiful young woman, whose attire, though somewhat shabby, exuded elegance. He couldn't help but ask, "What can I do for you, young lady?
" An Ran took out a drawing and placed it in front of her. "Shopkeeper, please take a look at this first."
The shopkeeper was about to say he didn't have time, but when he looked down, he saw the exquisitely beautiful clothes depicted. He couldn't take his eyes off them. He had been in this business for over ten years and immediately recognized the stunning quality of the clothes. If they were actually made, they would surely be sought after by young ladies and wives.
His gaze towards An Ran immediately changed. This young lady was a money-making machine! He immediately asked, "Do you have any other drawings, young lady?" An Ran then waved the drawings in her hand, which numbered more than ten. The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he became even more enthusiastic. "Please come inside and discuss this in detail, young lady!" An Ran then pulled Luo Cheng to go in together. The shopkeeper asked curiously, "And this gentleman is...
?" "He is my husband." The shopkeeper smiled knowingly. Luo Cheng's lips curled up. This was the first time she had called him "husband." He would let her call him that from now on. "
What
?! You want five taels?!" The shopkeeper raised his voice, shocked by An Ran's outrageous demand.
Luo Cheng frowned, displeased, "Shopkeeper, please lower your voice. You're frightening my wife." The shopkeeper's face immediately turned awkward. An Ran covered her mouth and smiled before speaking seriously, "Shopkeeper, do you think five taels of silver for a piece of drawing paper is too expensive?
" The shopkeeper immediately became agitated, "You might as well rob me!" His voice was noticeably softer than before.
"As far as I know, one of your top-quality garments sells for over twenty taels, with a cost of at most five taels. If you only pay one tael of silver for the design as the shopkeeper previously stated, you would make a net profit of over ten to nearly twenty taels per garment, yet you don't even want to pay the five taels for the design fee," An Ran said, looking at the shopkeeper with a half-smile. "And you also demand that my design be sold only to you. Could it be that the shopkeeper thinks I'm just a country bumpkin and is trying to rip me off because I don't know the market
?" The shopkeeper's face had been showing some bitterness since hearing her analysis. He had only thought of lowering the price because the girl was poorly dressed and, despite her good looks and temperament, was just an ignorant countrywoman. In the eyes of these poor people, one tael was already a considerable sum, and he was sure she wouldn't object. He hadn't expected her to be so shrewd. He was about to apologize with a smile when he saw that the girl had already stood up.
"Since the shopkeeper isn't being sincere, I'll try asking elsewhere," An Ran said, pretending to leave and snatching the blueprints from the shopkeeper's hand.
The shopkeeper, alarmed, thought, "If she goes elsewhere, how will he keep his business?" He quickly said, "Miss, we can talk this over. If you're not satisfied with my price, we can discuss it further. Why are you leaving?" He grabbed Luo Cheng's arm, trying to stop them from leaving. Luo Cheng gave him a cold glance and easily pulled away.
An Ran didn't really want to leave, so she took the opportunity and sat down. The shopkeeper wiped the cold sweat from his brow and cautiously said, "Then let's go with the previous five taels, Miss
." An Ran, however, changed the subject, "The shopkeeper cheated me, and my staff treated me badly. How could I have thought of cooperating with you..." She even sighed after saying this. Luo Cheng silently glanced at her. This was her way of getting revenge. His little wife was truly clever!
Hearing there was a glimmer of hope, the shopkeeper seized the opportunity, saying, "I had no idea what grievance you suffered in this shop, young lady
." An Ran recounted the waiter's behavior in detail, without embellishment, and concluded with a sigh, "With a waiter like that around, I wonder how many customers we'll lose..."
Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper slammed his hand on the table, exclaiming, "Such a thing! This waiter can't stay in our shop!" He immediately went out and fired the waiter, whom An Ran had specifically pointed out beforehand.
Luo Cheng and An Ran exchanged a smile. Whether the shopkeeper was genuinely angry or feigning it, as long as their goal was achieved, that was enough. The waiter was indeed incompetent. Even if he hadn't seen it, it was one thing; since he had offended her, she would teach him a lesson and see if he dared to speak recklessly again!
When the shopkeeper returned, An Ran readily signed the contract. Seeing that she could not only draw blueprints but also read and write beautiful small regular script, the shopkeeper was immediately filled with admiration for her.
A total of fifteen blueprints were paid for in one lump sum, totaling seventy-five taels of silver. An Ran asked the shopkeeper to give her five taels of loose silver for future purchases. Luo Cheng, carrying the heavy bundle, found it unbelievable that such a stack of papers had yielded seventy-five taels of silver—An Ran was truly remarkable!
The shopkeeper escorted the two to the shop entrance. A young man approached, embracing a seductive woman. The woman was dressed provocatively and clearly did not come from a respectable family. An Ran recognized the man; it was Zhao Yuan. He bowed to the woman and said, "Whatever you fancy, I'll buy it for you!" The woman giggled and replied, "You're so generous, thank you!"
An Ran was about to pull Luo Cheng away quickly when Zhao Yuan looked up. He immediately saw An Ran, who was in a hurry to leave. Looking at her delicate face and the faint expression on it, even in coarse clothes, her elegant temperament was undeniable. Then, thinking of the heavily made-up, vulgar woman in his arms, the strong smell of perfume filling his nostrils, he immediately felt disgusted.
"Oh, isn't this An Ran? What a coincidence," Zhao Yuan said frivolously, his eyes appraising An Ran with ill intent.
Luo Cheng immediately stepped forward, shielding An Ran behind him and blocking Zhao Yuan's view. He asked warily, "Who are you? Why are you calling An Ran so intimately
?" An Ran slowly stepped out from behind Luo Cheng. "Young Master Zhao, long time no see."
Zhao Yuan's eyes were fixed on An Ran again. He thought she was more beautiful than any other woman. Staring at her delicate face, he said flirtatiously, "Since we've met, why don't we get together?
" The woman beside Zhao Yuan was already displeased. The moment this woman appeared, Zhao Yuan's entire attention was on her, paying no attention to her whatsoever. This vixen! Now that she finally had a chance to speak, she giggled and said, "Sister, since Young Master Zhao brought it up, let's get together. Tianxiang Pavilion isn't far away..."
An Ran gave her a cold look. This woman was clearly a courtesan, yet she dared to compare herself to her. She couldn't help but retort, "Who's your sister? I'm not like you..." She left her sentence unfinished, her clear eyes sweeping over the woman.
The woman turned pale with anger, fully aware that An Ran was mocking her for selling her body and willingly falling into depravity. "Just a village woman, yet she has the nerve to seduce Young Master Zhao!" Enraged, she naturally became somewhat unrestrained in her speech.
Upon hearing this, Luo Cheng angrily retorted, "You ugly woman, why are you slandering my wife? My wife only exchanged a few words with this Young Master Zhao, how could she be seducing you? Watch your mouth!" He then pulled An Ran, saying, "An Ran, let's go."
An Ran obediently followed him, but Zhao Yuan's voice came from behind: "See you at the usual place on the next market day." Luo Cheng paused, then continued walking.
The woman's face was already as black as the bottom of a pot. This country bumpkin had actually called her ugly! But the worst was yet to come. Zhao Yuan shoved her aside, leaving with a curt "Go wander around by yourself," before striding away. A flash of resentment crossed the woman's face. Because she had made things difficult for that woman, Young Master Zhao was taking his anger out on her, avenging that woman. In all her time in the brothel, she had never suffered such humiliation. Everyone there had always been gentle and coaxing her. She wouldn't let that woman get away with it!
An Ran followed behind Luo Cheng, noticing his hand clenching tighter and tighter, which made her scalp tingle. The earlier part was alright, but the latter part, "See you at the usual place," was indeed a bit too blatant. What "usual place"? It was just the teahouse where the original owner often met with those rich young masters.
Seeing
Luo Cheng pulling her along faster and faster, An Ran had no choice but to stop and explain, "He and I aren't in the kind of relationship you're thinking of."
After a moment, Luo Cheng finally said, "Hmm." An Ran felt his answer was somewhat perfunctory. She stood in front of him, face to face, and said, "You don't believe me?
" Luo Cheng looked earnestly into her eyes and solemnly said, "I believe you. I believe the An Ran I know wouldn't have anything to do with such a dissolute young man. Besides, between a stranger and you, of course I choose to believe you. I hurriedly pulled you out because I didn't want that person to look at you with filthy eyes anymore. I'm glad you explained to me."
An Ran's nose tingled, and her eyes filled with tears. She really should let the original owner see what kind of sincere heart she had trampled on!
Luo Cheng had no handkerchief on him, so he could only use the inside of his sleeve to wipe away her tears, his voice slightly flustered: "Don't cry, did I say something wrong...?" An Ran's nose stung even more at his words
, and she rushed into his arms, ignoring the people passing by on the street, and said in a muffled voice: "You didn't say anything wrong, you're very good, the best husband in the world." Luo Cheng hugged her back, feeling a little lightheaded, and gently patted her shoulder. Had An Ran just confessed her feelings to him? He was so happy that he temporarily forgot about others' covetousness of his wife. "You are also the best wife in the world," he said, slightly excited.
An Ran, however, immediately burst into laughter through her tears. This silly guy, he changed like this after hearing a sweet word! She quickly pulled away from his embrace, tugging at his sleeve, and said, "I have something I want to tell you." Although Luo Cheng trusted her, some things were better left unsaid. If the original owner's outrageous deeds were exposed to him, would he regret trusting her so much now
? Luo Cheng followed her into a teahouse, a place for people with some spare money. He was somewhat puzzled as to why she had chosen such a place. After ordering a pot of tea, An Ran slowly said, "Actually, I know that person from earlier." Luo Cheng's heart tightened, but he quickly relaxed. Since she had said that she and that person weren't in that kind of relationship, he didn't need to be so nervous.
An Ran continued, "I was the one who approached him first. You should know that the women of the An family were sold into brothels, and the men were exiled. Among those exiled was my younger brother, An Li. Now that I'm free from this misery, how could I not try to save him? When I first married you, I truly only considered my home a place to live. I didn't have any romantic feelings for you then, and you couldn't help me much in saving An Li. So I found a way to approach Zhao Yuan, the man from earlier. He's the magistrate's son, and having him gather information would be much better than me trying to find things on my own."
Luo Cheng unconsciously took her hand. He realized she had been carrying such a heavy burden, only telling him now. No wonder she had made excuses to go shopping alone before; she had gone to Zhao Yuan to gather information.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner? It would have been much better if we had worked together than if you had to do it alone," Luo Cheng said with heartache.
"Telling you now is the same as telling you now." An Ran smiled and continued, "The old place Zhao Yuan mentioned before is this teahouse." This was also the reason she brought Luo Cheng here.
Luo Cheng felt immense pity for her. She was a weak woman, burdened with so many things, unable to confide in anyone, and having to deal with someone like Zhao Yuan. It was truly difficult for her. Unfortunately, he had no connections and couldn't help her. Thinking of this, something suddenly flashed through his mind. Perhaps he really could help her. He hurriedly asked, "Is there any news about An Li now?"
An Ran shook her head somewhat dejectedly. The original owner hadn't approached Zhao Yuan with this purpose in mind, so how could there be any news? But she truly wanted to rescue An Li. Since she had already brought this up as an excuse to cover up the original owner's original purpose, she had to do it.
Luo Cheng's eyes flickered. It was better not to tell her yet. What if that person couldn't help either? Wouldn't she be disappointed and hurt in the end? He could only softly comfort her, "Don't worry, there'll be a way." An Ran nodded obediently. She would find a way; money makes the world go round. With money, finding out news about someone wouldn't be difficult
. "Alright, let's not think about this anymore. You've made me look so worried." An Ran smiled at Luo Cheng after saying this, and Luo Cheng smiled back. His An Ran was so strong; no difficulty could defeat her.
After leaving the teahouse, An Ran took Luo Cheng's arm and strolled down the street. She noticed that Luo Cheng's shoes were almost worn out from working in the fields all day, so they went into a shoe store. When Luo Cheng saw An Ran pick out a pair of men's shoes and place them in front of him, he refused without thinking, "Go look at yours. If you see anything you like, buy it. I have plenty of shoes; there's no need to buy any."
An Ran didn't say a word, but just smiled and glanced at the shoes he was wearing. Luo Cheng followed her gaze downwards and immediately felt a little embarrassed. His shoes had two large patches and were very worn, clearly having been worn for a long time, yet they were his best pair.
"So, you still insist on not buying them?" An Ran asked with a light laugh. Unexpectedly, Luo Cheng still shook his head honestly, "That's your money..." Before he could finish, he saw An Ran's face darken, and he stopped, not daring to continue.
"So, you don't consider me family, and you're still dividing things up between us?
" Luo Cheng immediately panicked, "No, no, how could I not consider you family? It's just that as a grown man, I shouldn't spend my wife's money; I should earn my own."
An Ran asked again, "Then I'm not allowed to spend your money either?
" Luo Cheng shook his head heavily, "It's only natural for me to earn money for you to spend. You can spend it however you want; why wouldn't I spend it on you?"
An Ran was almost laughing in exasperation. "It's only natural for me to spend your money, but it's outrageous for you to spend mine. Who taught you these ideas? They're all twisted logic. Husband and wife are one. Everything I wore and used before, wasn't it all paid for with your money? If you say that again, I'll lock all those things you bought me in the closet and never wear or use them again!" An Ran sighed inwardly. Luo Cheng's thinking was definitely chauvinistic in their time!
"Don't say that, I won't say it again. You're right, husband and wife are one, there's no need to distinguish between 'yours' and 'mine'," Luo Cheng conceded.
An Ran happily pulled him along and bought him three pairs of shoes. The materials were excellent, they were comfortable, and the prices were much higher than ordinary shoes. Luo Cheng had wanted to buy cheaper ones, but after being glared at by An Ran, he didn't dare say anything.
The two also bought some rice, pork, flour, tofu, and other ingredients, and then began their journey home.
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Halfway there, An Ran suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked, "I heard you mention a winery near the village. If we go now, can we get home before dark?"
Luo Cheng was taken aback and joked, "An Ran wants to drink?
" An Ran knew he was joking and didn't argue, only saying, "You'll know when the time comes. You still haven't told me if we can go."
"Your timing is perfect. The workshop isn't far from here, so I'll change my route and go there. It won't take long."
An Ran jumped off the carriage upon hearing his words, startling Luo Cheng. He quickly put down the handlebars, pulled her close, and carefully checked her over, anxiously saying, "How could you suddenly jump down? What if you got hurt?
" An Ran confidently replied, "I know what I'm doing. I know whether I can jump or not. I'm fine, Brother Luo. You think too highly of me."
Seeing that she was indeed alright, Luo Cheng relaxed, but frowned when he heard him call him "Brother Luo." "An Ran, we've been married for so long, and we've even consummated our marriage… isn't it too formal for you to still call me Brother Luo
?" "No, I think it's fine," An Ran replied casually.
Luo Cheng, however, wouldn't let up, taking a step closer. "Hmm, I remember you called me 'husband' at the clothing store. I think that's a better way to address me."
An Ran pushed him away. "It'll be too late if we don't leave now."
Luo Cheng replied, "Business is more important. Let's finish business first." An Ran was somewhat amused and exasperated. What kind of business was it to argue about a form of address
? "Call me 'husband' once, and we'll leave," Luo Cheng threatened, seeing how much she valued going to the workshop.
Seeing the anticipation in his expression, An Ran reluctantly said, "Husband
." Luo Cheng was overjoyed. "Call me again!"
An Ran: ...
Luo Cheng was already happy to have achieved his goal today and wouldn't force it. Things had to be done slowly. "Anran, you have to call me that from now on, or else I'll..." He stole a kiss on her cheek when Anran wasn't looking, then immediately ran back to grab the handlebars. "If you call me that wrong even once, I'll kiss you!"
Anran glared at him and whispered, "Childish."
If it were Luo Cheng a few months ago, he would never have imagined he could be so shameless. After six years of training in the military, he always appeared mature and composed to everyone else. He never expected to have another side to him in front of her. A smile played on his lips as he said loudly, "Hurry up and get on, or it'll really be late."
Anran replied, "I want to get off and walk around. My body is too weak; I want to exercise. I'll get on when I can't walk anymore."
Luo Cheng wanted to argue, but when he heard her say she was weak, his eyes flickered. She was indeed weak; she couldn't even withstand his efforts in bed. He unconsciously misunderstood, and his face flushed red. "Then let's train a bit."
An Ran hadn't expected to persuade him so easily. No matter how she tried to convince him before, he wouldn't budge an inch. Little did she know that Luo Cheng's compromise was to make her cooperate more with him on something. If he knew, he'd probably cry his eyes out.
As Luo Cheng said, the winery wasn't far, and the two arrived in about half an hour. Luo Cheng had assumed she was there to buy wine, but he found that she went straight for the lees. The people at the winery were also puzzled. They usually threw away the lees or sold them cheaply to nearby villagers to feed their livestock, but most of the villagers were acquaintances. Could this girl also want to buy them to feed her livestock
? An Ran couldn't find a good excuse, so she said she was buying them to feed the pigs. Luo Cheng remained silent; An Ran had her reasons for doing things.
In the end, Anran used ten copper coins to buy two baskets of lees and another ten copper coins to buy two large wine jars. Under Luo Cheng's puzzled gaze, she took her two baskets of treasures home. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she eagerly asked Luo Cheng to help her unload the wine lees. Forgetting even to cook, she ordered Luo Cheng to bring out the large vat, wash it clean, and then put the purchased wine lees inside. Luo Cheng watched her busy work and couldn't help but laugh. Although he didn't know what she was doing, she seemed quite capable, so he couldn't help but ask, "What are you going to do, going to all this trouble?
" An Ran replied, "Go fetch some water and pour it in, then I'll tell you slowly."
Luo Cheng quickly went to the well to fetch water, and An Ran slowly said, "I once read in a book that if you put wine lees in a vat, add water, and let it sit for twenty-one days, you can make a fragrant condiment. I'm really curious, so I want to try it myself." She knew about making vinegar from a short story she had read about vinegar making, which clearly mentioned that it took twenty-one days. She believed she could succeed! Since she had already decided to make vinegar, she had prepared her explanation in advance, so naturally, she wouldn't arouse Luo Cheng's suspicion.
Luo Cheng smiled indulgently at her, not believing that what he read in the book was true. If it were, why hadn't that kind of seasoning appeared yet? She wanted to try it, so he'd go with her. He just hoped she wouldn't cry if it didn't work out.
Luo Cheng quickly filled the large vat with water, covered it, and weighed it down. An Ran looked at the vat in the corner, feeling incredibly happy. Luo Cheng leaned closer and whispered, "I helped you carry so much water, shouldn't I reward you?" He pointed to his cheek, his smile having changed from a silly grin to a mischievous one—men who'd eaten meat really do change.
An Ran lightly kicked him, scolding, "You're so indecent!" But her face was indeed full of smiles. Seeing the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, she couldn't help but think that he hadn't rested since he returned, having been busy making vinegar for her. She tiptoed and wiped the sweat from his brow, saying with concern, "Go and rest for a bit. I'll steam some buns for you later."
But Luo Cheng wasn't about to rest alone, letting her work tirelessly. "I'll start the fire for you; it'll be faster if we work together," An Ran insisted, unable to resist his insistence, and the two of them went into the kitchen together.
Luo Cheng was much faster at starting a fire than she was; he was used to cooking for himself and was naturally skilled. An Ran boiled some water in the pot to knead the dough. As she struggled to knead the dough, Luo Cheng washed his hands, wanting to help, but An Ran immediately said dismissively, "You should just watch from the side."
Luo Cheng looked at his hands, incredulously saying, "You think I can't knead dough as well as you?" He was, after all, a genuine villager, unlike her, who had been raised in a sheltered environment; kneading dough was a piece of cake for him.
An Ran paused for a moment, then remembered his experience. Seeing his aggrieved expression, she couldn't help but smile. "I underestimated you before, I apologize. Then join me in kneading the dough!" Luo
Cheng then contentedly put his hand into the basin. With their combined efforts, the fragrant and delicious meat buns were finally ready. An Ran then asked Luo Cheng to cut some chives to stir-fry with tofu. Since there was no salt at home, she added some chili peppers for seasoning. An Ran felt that her homemade buns were much better than those from the market. The market buns were large, but with little filling; each bite was almost entirely of the bun skin. Hers were different; each bite was full of meaty flavor. There were still a few buns left. Since they were already steamed, they could be saved for tomorrow. An Ran patted her round belly and stretched contentedly. Luo Cheng shooed her to the bedroom to rest, diligently clearing away the dishes and quickly bringing in hot water for her to wash up. After they were both in bed, An Ran was about to fall asleep as she had the previous nights when she noticed that Luo Cheng's hand on her back was getting increasingly hot, and his large, burning palm was rubbing up and down a few times. An Ran sensed something was wrong and asked nervously, "What are you doing?" The impression she had from that day was too deep; he had been too fierce. She had been trying to avoid intimacy these past few days, really not wanting to end up like the first time, unable to even get out of bed the next day.

Luo Cheng's hot breath brushed against her ear. Because the candle was out and everything was dark, her sense of touch was exceptionally sensitive. "Anran, my cousin Hong's second son is almost a month old. We should try harder too." With that, his other restless hand slipped under Anran's clothes, taking the opportunity to cover her full breasts. Having a child was secondary; he just wanted her so badly. He knew she had been avoiding him these past few days, so he found this excuse. Besides, Zhao Yuan's attitude towards her today had made him feel a sense of crisis.
Anran grabbed his wandering hand with both hands, still fearful of the act. "I'll be gentle this time, I won't hurt you, so please say yes," Luo Cheng said sincerely. Seeing that An Ran still showed no sign of letting go, he offered another guarantee: "If you still feel that I hurt you this time, you can never let me touch you again, okay?"
An Ran finally loosened her grip slightly. "You said it yourself! If you're so reckless again this time, I'll never do 'that' with you again!" Although it was a threat, her voice was soft and sweet, lacking any real threat; at first glance, it sounded like she was just being affectionate.
Luo Cheng was secretly pleased. "This time, I'll definitely satisfy An Ran." He then ripped off An Ran's clothes, even pulling her underpants down to her knees. His hasty actions made An Ran feel a pang of regret. Should she not have trusted him
? The moment his thick lips touched her body, An Ran couldn't help but let out a soft moan, as if a thin current of electricity was coursing through her body. The owner of those lips didn't stop; instead, he extended his rough tongue, roaming freely over her delicate breasts. His slender waist was held in his hands, his tongue inch by inch moving downwards, tracing her navel, circling her smooth abdomen. An Ran couldn't help but try to twist her waist, but he held her firmly. "Don't do this..."
Luo Cheng raised a thick eyebrow, spreading her slender, straight legs apart, placing himself between them. He lowered his head and kissed her pink petals, causing An Ran to tremble. "How about this, is it okay?"
An Ran realized he had just licked her there, and involuntarily half-sat up, covering her genitals with her hands. "It's dirty here, you can't do this!" Luo Cheng took her hands away and brought his head close again, his rough tongue licking and kissing her tender petals. An Ran felt as if all her strength had been suddenly drained, unable to support herself, and lay back down on the bed, a captivating moan escaping her lips.
Luo Cheng raised his head. "An Ran, this place isn't dirty at all. I like it this way. Does it feel good to be licked?
" An Ran's face showed shame and indignation. "You... shameless!"
Luo Cheng ignored the hypocritical woman and buried his head again, finding that sensitive little protrusion. He used some force on his tongue, quickly scraping it. Just by rubbing this little protrusion, he could bring a woman to orgasm, let alone someone as sensitive as An Ran. She was bullied by Luo Cheng's lips and tongue and cried out, "Stop, don't do it! Ahhh!" In her series of cries, the tightly closed petals were forced open, and a stream of clear fluid flowed out. Luo Cheng sucked it into his mouth without missing a drop. He sucked very hard, as if he wanted to suck out the soft flesh inside. An Ran's body, which had just orgasmed, trembled a few times with his movements.
An Ran was still caught in the throes of her orgasm, tears streaming down her face. Her eyes were glazed over as she stared at the ceiling. Luo Cheng gave her no time to catch her breath. Taking advantage of the opening during her climax, he forcefully thrust his tongue into her, skillfully scraping the inner walls. "Ah! No more..." An Ran finally snapped out of it, still shaken by the sensation. She couldn't tell if it was fear or anticipation; the intense pleasure made her feel like she was about to ascend.
She tried to escape, but her hips barely moved before Luo Cheng's large hand restrained her. "Be good, or it'll hurt when my big thing goes in." An Ran obediently stopped moving, pleading, "Don't touch there anymore, it's too... too stimulating." "
Okay, I won't touch it," Luo Cheng replied, a slight smile playing on his lips. Silly An Ran, even without touching there, he could still bring her to the peak of pleasure! Luo Cheng manipulated his large tongue, its rough tip seemingly possessing sinews and bones, skillfully churning the inner walls. An Ran's lower body was aroused by waves of itchiness, desperately craving something larger to fill it.
After arousing An Ran's desire, the large tongue changed its attack method, mimicking the movements of intercourse, rapidly thrusting in and out of her vagina, each time pushing the root of its tongue to the entrance of her flower hole, with a hint of ferocity.
An Ran hadn't expected that even without touching her clitoris, he could still drive her to lose control. She kept begging for mercy, grabbing his hair, unsure whether she wanted his large tongue to move away or to penetrate deeper. After several quick and powerful deep thrusts, An Ran screamed and reached orgasm again. Panting, she still glared at Luo Cheng, "You...liar..."
Luo Cheng was busy taking off his clothes at the time. Hearing this, he said aggrievedly, "An Ran didn't let me touch the flower bud, so I kept my promise and didn't touch it. How can you say I'm a liar?" An Ran was panting heavily and couldn't argue with him. When her gaze shifted to him, she saw the huge thing erect between his legs. The dragon head was nodding slowly, which was particularly frightening. She was immediately a little scared.
Luo Cheng rubbed the shaft heavily against the entrance of her vagina a few times. The hard, uneven shaft pushed the petals apart, leaving a layer of fluid around it. Even just rubbing it against the entrance sent an indescribable itch through An Ran's body.
Amidst
the disheveled sheets, the woman, her face contorted in a sob, covered her lips with one hand, stifling the moans that threatened to escape. Her waist twisted unconsciously; her lower body felt incredibly empty, yet the fleshy rod at the entrance kept rubbing, refusing to penetrate. She sobbed in frustration, clearly forgetting that Luo Cheng was hesitant to enter so hastily for fear of hurting her.
Finally, she reached down and grasped the scalding hot rod, her hand now covered in fluid. Ignoring the mess, she pulled the massive member and shoved it into her vagina. With her rough movements, the enormous dragon head forcefully forced its way in. The pain of being stretched open made her whimper, and her arm slipped to her side.
This time, the pain was far less than the first time. Thanks to Luo Cheng's preparations and the abundant lubrication of her vaginal fluid, she felt much better after a while. Seeing her expression soften, Luo Cheng knew his preparations had come in handy. Without hesitation, he thrust his hips forward and, with the lubrication of her vaginal fluid, inserted himself to the deepest point in one go.
With a "plop" sound, came An Ran's scream, "It hurts, waah..." The huge rod was thick and hot, and the force of its insertion was unbearable for An Ran. She felt as if her vagina was about to be stretched and burned apart.
She couldn't help but try to escape, pushing her weak arms back on the bed, but Luo Cheng grabbed her, his large hand gripping her slender waist tightly. He whispered in her ear, "Don't try to escape." Then he captured An Ran's lips with his own, his powerful tongue hooking around hers, relentlessly pursuing and invading, forcing her to retreat step
by step. Just as An Ran was lost in a daze, he suddenly lifted his waist and thrust in forcefully. "Mmm!" An Ran's mouth was occupied by his invasion, unable to make a sound. She could only put her hands on his thighs, trying to weaken his force. Luo Cheng wouldn't let her have her way. His large palms pressed against hers, his fingers forcefully squeezing between hers, firmly fixing her hands on either side of her head. While doing this, his movements below didn't stop. He quickly lifted his waist and then slammed down, using gravity and his own strength to reach the deepest part of her flower each time. An Ran's "mmm" sounds never stopped.
Her fair thighs were pushed and pushed apart by his strong legs, making his attack easier. Luo Cheng was like a man of iron, continuing his fierce and rapid attacks for dozens of times without diminishing his strength and speed, as if he had inexhaustible energy. The "plop plop" sounds of penetration never stopped. An Ran's small mouth had been opened by him, and she screamed violently as he penetrated her, tears streaming down her face. Apart from being able to shout, the rest of her body was under his control, even her nipples were being sucked hard.
After Luo Cheng thrust in and out over a hundred times like a storm, An Ran suddenly let out a wild scream. A gush of fluid spurted from her flower core, spraying onto the massive head of his penis, bringing Luo Cheng unprecedented pleasure. He suppressed his urge to ejaculate and thrust heavily a few more times. An Ran had just climaxed, and her weak and sensitive flower was so stimulated by his thrusts that she couldn't help but climax again. An Ran was so stimulated by the continuous pleasure that she lost her voice, only opening her mouth wide, more tears flowing from the corners of her eyes. Her lower body trembled uncontrollably, her vaginal muscles contracting and relaxing alternately, making Luo Cheng feel pain.
He knew he had taken advantage of her too much this time, so he didn't immediately launch an attack. Instead, he turned her over so her back was to him, his hands reaching under her armpits to grasp and knead her breasts, his lips lightly kissing the back of her neck, which had a soothing effect. As he changed positions, his massive member naturally entered her body, tightly connected to his.
After An Ran's breathing calmed down, he slowly thrust forward, gently pushing and pulling. "Mmm...ah..." The gentle movements made An Ran feel comfortable, and she couldn't help but let out a few soft moans. But Luo Cheng gradually increased his speed, and soon she reached the point where she couldn't bear it anymore. "No, no more...stop, sob sob..." She thought that after such an intense encounter, he would be as exhausted as she was, but she didn't expect him to be able to do it so intensely.
An Ran was pushed forward by him, and the old wooden bed creaked and groaned with his violent thrusts, as if it would fall apart at any moment. But neither of them had time to think about that. An Ran's breasts swayed up and down with his thrusts, forming a rippling wave of flesh. Because he was invading from behind, she couldn't touch Luo Cheng and was completely under his control.
As she continued to move forward, An Ran got closer and closer to the wall. Her hands, flailing wildly, touched the wall, and she used it to steady her swaying body. Her action made Luo Cheng's attack much easier. Before, her body was swaying, which weakened Luo Cheng's strength, but now that she was still, his force was concentrated, and he thrust harder and deeper than before.
"I can't take it anymore, ahh!" An Ran cried out unconsciously, her voice already hoarse. The pleasure from his violent thrusts was too intense for her to bear. With her last bit of strength, she bent her legs, trying to hinder Luo Cheng's thrusts. As she moved, her vaginal opening narrowed, and Luo Cheng's lower body ached from the tightness. He simply lifted one of her legs, pulling her vaginal opening open, and used this to thrust harder.
An Ran never expected it to turn out like this. He thrust even harder than before, his two heavy testicles slapping against her buttocks, making a series of "slap slap" sounds. Her tender buttocks were slapped red and burned with pain. Forced to brace herself against the wall, she found support for her swaying body as the man behind her relentlessly pounded into her, emitting heavy groans.
She couldn't quite remember what happened next; it seemed she was being pressed down from behind again, her thick, massive penis piercing her from behind; or perhaps she was forced to kneel on the bed, her buttocks gripped and pounded against him; or maybe she was straddling him, connected by that burning, fleshy rod, him holding her slender waist and thrusting into his massive member again and again…
She was driven to climax countless times, her voice hoarse from screaming, yet he wouldn't let her go. She couldn't help but wonder if he would fuck her to death on the bed. She vowed never to let him touch her again, silently thinking before she fainted.
The man's stamina, honed from his first experience and starved for days, was not to be underestimated. Even with such intense and prolonged thrusting, his strength remained undiminished, as if he never tired. It's true what they say, women can corrupt men. A thought flashed through Luo Cheng's mind as he thrust forcefully: even if he died on her, it would be worth it. The next day,
Luo
Cheng went to the schoolteacher and asked him to write a letter to be sent to the capital. He thought that person should have a way to find An Li's whereabouts.
When An Ran woke up, her whole body ached again. Remembering how Luo Cheng had gripped her waist and forced her to submit to him again and again last night, her face gradually flushed. That liar! He even said that if he hurt her, he would never let him touch her again. Although it didn't hurt much, he ignored her pleas and kept bullying her like he was on steroids. He was so shameless!
Luo Cheng finished what he was doing and pushed the door open. An Ran snorted at him, turning her face inward, looking like she was angry. Luo Cheng knew she was going to be angry with him, so he quickly stepped forward, placed his warm hand on her shoulder, and coaxed, "An Ran, don't be angry. I don't know what's wrong with me, I lose control whenever I touch you." Seeing that An Ran ignored him, he continued, "I'm sorry, don't be angry..." He ruffled her dark hair a few times and then squeezed her smooth shoulder.
An Ran, exasperated by his actions, could only turn away and say sweetly, "Can you control yourself in the future?
" Luo Cheng didn't answer immediately, but said hesitantly, "Well... I lose control whenever I touch you, I don't know if I can control myself."
"Hmph!" An Ran turned away again, ignoring him. This liar, why can't he say something nice to deceive me now!

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