Sweetie is so sweet!

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When she was busy, Li Tian'er didn't feel her toothache much, but now that she had a little free time, the toothache was getting worse. She covered her cheek with a small hand, looking pitifully at her man, her small feet dangling in the wine vat, splashing the liquid.

The man was tall and imposing, with a bronze complexion and sharply defined, deep features, like a Greek sculpture. His dark, deep-set eyes gave him an air of integrity.

"Tian'er, you're putting your stinky feet in the vat again! Who's going to buy this wine?"

Tian'er held up her feet for the man to smell: "Where's the stinky smell? Where's the stinky smell?"

The man grabbed Li Tian'er's small feet, pulled her over, gently lifted her, and placed her on a wooden stool.

Tian'er clung to the man's neck: "Besides, no one will know!" The woman was still trying to reason with him; in this hot weather, putting her small feet in the cool wine vat was quite comfortable. She had put in a lot of effort just now, and her little face was still flushed.

"You know, I know, heaven knows, earth knows,"

the stinky man said, oblivious to romance.

"Hmph! I'm going to see the doctor at the village entrance. I'm not playing with you anymore. You can deal with it yourself."

Li Tian'er rubbed her toothache; it had been hurting for days. Whenever the pain was particularly bad, she would drink a bowl of strong liquor. This strong liquor was incredibly potent; just two sips would leave her dizzy for half a day.

It was good liquor; people from the next village would travel dozens of miles to buy the man's strong liquor.

The man, the woman's husband, named Su Dong, was a skilled drinker and a well-known figure in the village.

But even good liquor couldn't cure a toothache.

Li Tian'er's long, flowing hair swayed in the breeze like the verdant willows of spring; her large, beautiful eyes, framed by shimmering pearls, were captivating; her oval face and slender arms complemented each other perfectly, adding to her striking beauty; her bare feet lightly touched the ground, her delicate toes playfully wiggling, gently stirring the heart; her voluptuous figure radiated youthful energy like the sun.

Su Dong opened his mouth to call out to the woman, intending to go with her later, but then remembered he still had to deliver wine, so he decided against it.

...

Zeng Hai, the owner of the pharmacy, lay lazily on a bamboo chair, surrounded by a new red-brick, black-tiled house and a newly purchased electric scooter. Few in the village could afford such a business; this shabby pharmacy was truly a goldmine. He was truly grateful he had learned some medicine from the old man.

Everyone gets sick sometimes; a few small pills cost only a few cents to buy and a few dollars to sell—it was hard not to make money.

Zeng Hai always felt something was missing, but what was it?

"Tian'er!" Zeng Hai suddenly saw Li Tian'er. A jolt went through him; yes, a beautiful woman, a woman as beautiful as Li Tian'er, was missing. A sudden desire surged within him, and his eyes widened.

"Dr. Zeng," Tian'er called softly.

Zeng Hai smiled warmly and quickly rose from the recliner.

"Tian'er," Tian'er groaned, still supporting her chin with her hand.

"Let me take a look," Zeng Hai said anxiously.

Zeng Hai pinched Tian'er's cheek with one hand, and Tian'er opened her mouth wide, her tongue darting around inside.

"A toothache isn't a disease, but it can be excruciating. I'll give you a painkiller injection right away," Zeng Hai said hastily, swallowing hard.

Zeng Hai deftly filled the syringe with medicine. He pushed it a few times, and tiny droplets of liquid immediately oozed from the needle. Then he walked behind Tian'er. "Unbuckle your belt," Tian'er said without hesitation. Unbuckle her belt, revealing half of her snow-white buttocks. Despite the pain, her buttocks twitched rhythmically.

Zeng Hai almost cried out. His bloodshot eyes quickly focused on that patch of white flesh like magnets. He swallowed hard, holding the syringe but hesitating to inject, seemingly forgetting what he was doing.

"Ouch, ouch," Tian'er groaned again.

Zeng Hai gently rubbed the white flesh with an alcohol swab, wishing it wasn't his tongue.

"Dr. Zeng," Tian'er thought he was taking too long rubbing her buttocks with the swab.

"Don't be nervous, Tian'er," Zeng Hai composed himself, slowly inserting the needle into her snow-white buttocks and pushing it in.

He was a man with a vivid imagination; from that patch of white flesh, he imagined every part of Tian'er's body. If it were a part of his own body slowly penetrating her like that, his heart would flutter, his blood would boil. His certain part was already waving a flag.

"Thank you, Dr. Zeng," Tian'er said. She knew that the slower the injection, the less pain she would feel.

"Tian'er, you've had this toothache for a long time, haven't you?"

"Yes, I've had toothaches since I was little," Tian'er straightened her clothes.

"The injection just now only temporarily relieved the pain, it didn't solve the root cause of the toothache. Your illness needs to be cured, we need to find the cause." Zeng Hai, with his own little calculations in mind, put on a sincere look.

"How do I find it?" "Let me feel your pulse," Zeng Hai said.

"Feel my pulse?" Tian'er asked.

"A family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, Tian'er, you didn't know that, did you?"

Li Tian'er had heard of Zeng Hai's father's name, Zeng Dangui, even before she married Su Dong. His father was famous, but it didn't seem to be because of his medical skills.

She was desperate, this toothache was really annoying.

"Okay," Tian'er said.

The two sat down at a long table. Tian'er extended her hand to Zeng Hai, who pretended to be very attentive, closing his eyes and contemplating his next move.

Zeng Hai frowned, gesturing for Tian'er to use her other hand.

Li Tian'er watched the doctor nervously, her heart pounding.

After a while, Zeng Hai gave up taking her pulse.

"Tian'er, it seems we can't find the root cause of your illness with a regular pulse diagnosis," Zeng Hai deliberately made himself sound more sincere.

"Then what method should we use?" Tian'er asked anxiously.

"...Never mind," Zeng Hai trailed off, a cunning glint in his eyes.

"Dr. Zeng, please tell me!" Tian'er was truly impatient.

"Tian'er, have you ever heard of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians?" Tian'er

vaguely remembered hearing about them in novels. She shook her head.

"The pulse I just took only includes two of the eight meridians, but it seems it won't be very effective."

"Then what should we do?" Tian'er asked.

"To find the root cause, I need to feel your leg pulse." Zeng Hai knew his plan was almost complete.

"Leg pulse?" Tian'er blushed; she knew it wasn't a good thing to let a man touch her leg.

"Never mind, Tian'er, pretend I just farted. Let's think of something else," Zeng Hai said, feigning reluctance.

Li Tian'er recalled the excruciating toothache.

"Okay, leg pulse, Dr. Zeng, what should I do now?"

Zeng Hai had Tian'er lie flat on the hospital bed and took off her cloth shoes.

A snow-white jade foot appeared before Zeng Hai, like a freshly steamed bun, still emitting a faint fragrance of wine.

Zeng Hai was secretly delighted. He cupped Tian'er's leg in his hands. He quickly began to touch her calf.

"Huantiao, Jiexi, Xuanzhong, Zusanli, Xiyangguan..." Zeng Hai gave a brief explanation for each acupoint he touched.

Tian'er thought that the family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners seemed to have some expertise, although she had never heard of the techniques Dr. Zeng mentioned.

Zeng Hai's hand reached higher and higher, "Liangqiu, Xuehai..."

Li Tian'er was startled; this was bad.

"Huiyin!" Zeng Hai's eyes were bloodshot; he couldn't hold back any longer.

"You scoundrel!" Li Tian'er struggled desperately. Because of her toothache, she hadn't eaten for two days and had even drunk two bowls of strong liquor today.

Summer was convenient; Zeng Hai ripped off Tian'er's pants and stripped himself naked.

Li Tian'er knew Zeng Hai was going to do whatever he wanted to her. Her last bit of strength had been used up in the struggle; she had no strength left to curse or beg. Zeng

Hai's penis was already swollen, red, and hard. He thrust into Tian'er's vagina several times without finding a opening.

In a fit of anger, he spread Tian'er's thighs wide with both hands, grabbed his penis with one hand, and forcefully thrust it into her vagina.

A searing pain shot through Tian'er.

She felt utterly guilty towards her man; she had allowed another man into her body.

Zeng Hai began thrusting vigorously. Although Tian'er's vagina was still dry, each thrust was laborious, but he didn't care. He felt this was even more exhilarating than riding his new electric scooter around the village that day.

Time seemed to drag on for Tian'er. She desperately wanted him to finish, but he thrust relentlessly, showing no sign of softening. Instead, her body reacted, her vagina becoming increasingly wet. She truly hated her body. Tian'er

lay on the bed with her eyes tightly shut, like a dead fish, letting the man fuck her.

She didn't know when he finished. She didn't remember how she got home.

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