[Urban] Temptation in the Farmland (Complete) - 14

Volume 1, Chapter 125: Grandpa's Ointment.

Damn it, is his beautiful girl being roughly handled by Zhao Qile right now? Is he sucking on her lotus-bud-like breasts?

Thinking this, Wan Zailong unconsciously increased the pressure on his hand. The comfortable soreness turned into the pain of being pinched harder, and Bai Ruyun let out a slight groan.

Wan Zailong snapped out of his reverie and looked closely; he had already pinched two purplish-blue bruises on her delicate white ankle with his fingertips.

He loosened his grip somewhat guiltily, releasing Bai Ruyun's foot, and said hastily, "I'm so sorry, your skin is so delicate, I used too much force, did I hurt you?"

Bai Ruyun, infected by his panic, also said somewhat hastily, "No, it's nothing, thank you, I feel much better now, I don't feel nauseous at all." *

Girl, your nose is sweating, all the congestion is flowing, of course you'll feel much better* Wan Zailong suddenly rummaged through his backpack, pulled out a piece of red cloth the size of a copper coin, and handed it to Bai Ruyun, saying, "I just remembered, I brought..." "These plasters are all made by my grandfather himself. He's very skilled at treating difficult and complicated illnesses. This plaster is for me to nourish myself. It's applied to my navel and quickly warms my internal organs. It's very effective at replenishing deficiencies. Try one; you're just weak. Once you're stronger, you won't get carsick so easily."

Bai Ruyun said, feeling very embarrassed, "Thank you. This plaster is a family heirloom from my grandfather. You should keep it for yourself. I'm already much better."

Wan Zailong said anxiously, "It's alright, it's alright. My grandfather made a lot for me, but I only brought a few with me." "Just in case, take two and try them, don't be shy."

Bai Ruyun couldn't refuse, so she reached out and took them, glancing at him shyly, and said, "Thank you, Xiao Wan, you're so kind."

Wan Zailong felt a shiver run down his spine from her gaze and impulsively said, "What are you thanking me for? I'm so bored traveling alone. Knowing you and talking to you is a good thing, hehe, I'll be Zailong then. Can I be your... you know?"

Seeing how familiar he was, Bai Ruyun's restraint eased slightly. She covered her face with her hand and chuckled softly, saying, "I seem to be older than you, so it's not appropriate for me to be your... you know... you know..." "Yun, please."

Ever since Wan Zailong was adored and fawned over by the two lovely, gentle, and considerate city girls, Mei Mei and Xiao Wan, he had become less oblivious and more caring towards girls. Hearing Bai Ruyun say this, he chuckled and said, "In my eyes, a girl as beautiful and delicate as you is like... hehe, so you should be Yunyun." Hearing

him say this, Bai Ruyun could only nod shyly, "Well, whatever you want."

Wan Zailong couldn't resist the reserved shyness of city girls, and seeing Bai Ruyun's gentle demeanor made him somewhat unable to control himself.

He coughed lightly and said, "Well, I'll turn around, and you can put that plaster on your belly button. The effect will spread quickly into your stomach, guaranteeing you won't get carsick for the rest of the journey."

Bai Ruyun and this country boy hit it off immediately. The lonely journey was made much more pleasant by their banter, so she stopped being shy, smiled, moved to the other side of the seat, turned around, and playfully retorted, "Don't look!"

Once a girl regains her liveliness and sweetness, it means she has relaxed her guard against someone. Wan Zailong couldn't help but tease her, "You shouldn't have said that. Now that you've reminded me, I might actually succumb to the allure of a beautiful woman, haha." Bai

Ruyun gave him a coquettish glare, turned around, and lifted her clothes to apply the plaster.

Wan Zailong looked at that beautiful back, and indeed, he really wanted to rush over and "attack" her, but when he thought about how he was going to Beijing to see Qinghe, he restrained himself and dismissed this frivolous thought.

Since they had just met, and the girl trusted him, he had to act like a gentleman. After Bai Ruyun finished applying the ointment, Wan Zailong offered to let her sit in his window seat, while he sat on the outside. This way, if the couple kissed again later, she wouldn't feel so awkward.

Bai Ruyun nodded gratefully and sincerely said, "Thank you, Zailong, you're so thoughtful."

Wan Zailong thought to himself, "I'm learning to be thoughtful this time. It seems the saying 'women are a good school for people' is really true." After being influenced by girls like Wan Meimei and Bai Xiaowan, Wan Zailong found that his mind was gradually becoming more discerning. (

Chapter 126, Volume 1: It's so hot inside the bus)

The rest time was over, and the passengers returned to the bus, which continued its journey on the highway.

The other person in the back seat of the couple continued to hug and kiss shamelessly. Wan Zailong tried to sit as close to Bai Ruyun as possible, keeping a distance from the couple next to him who seemed to be acting like dogs.

The soft sounds of their kisses, moans, and gasps drifted over. Bai Ruyun's face remained flushed with embarrassment, and she kept her eyes slightly turned towards the car window, pretending not to notice their kisses.

Half an hour later, most of the passengers had fallen into a deep sleep, and Wan Zailong and Bai Ruyun were also drowsy.

He vaguely felt Bai Ruyun lean against his shoulder, her body pressed against his. He barely opened his eyes to look.

Ugh, that one look instantly banished all sleepiness from Wan Zailong's mind.

The sleeping Bai Ruyun was indeed lying face down on him, her delicate face pressed against his neck, her long eyelashes closed, her rosy cheeks open and twitching as she murmured, "Ma Long, don't leave me, please don't leave me, I... oh okay."

Inside the car, both Wan Zailong and the girl were sweating, their clothes clinging to each other, their bodies pressed together through the fabric. Looking at Bai Ruyun's constantly twitching cheeks, Wan Zailong seemed to see again the Wan Meimei who had been drugged and cried out for more. As a young man full of vigor and vitality, to lean against such a beautiful young girl and not want to kiss her red lips was pure torture!

Wan Zailong swallowed hard, wanting to shake Bai Ruyun to wake her, but then gave up. Instead, he bent down, picked up his flask, unscrewed the lid, and brought it close to Bai Ruyun's flask.

In her sleep, she seemed to be showered with sweet rain, quickly opening her mouth and gulping down several mouthfuls.

Because she was half-asleep, some of the liquid hadn't gone into the cup, but had trickled down her chin and dripped onto her shirt collar.

Wan Zailong glanced down; the collar wasn't very open, but from his vantage point, he could still see a dark crease beneath it, the scent of sweat emanating from within, hitting Wan Zailong's nose. He swallowed hard, quickly picked up the pot, tilted his head back, and gulped down half a stomachful of the cool liquid to soothe the burning sensation. Bai Ruyun woke up from the drink, her mind hazy as she half-opened her eyes, asking blankly, "Where am I? Where am I?"

As soon as Wan Zailong saw she was awake, he quickly said, "You were asleep, weren't you? We're on the train, we're heading to Beijing."

Hearing the voice beside her, Bai Ruyun quickly looked up at him, realizing she was nestled in someone's arms. She blushed and sat up straight from Wan Zailong's side.

Wan Zailong drank a few more cups before regaining his senses. He said, "You're not carsick anymore, are you? You should sleep a little longer."

Bai Ruyun quickly shook her head and said, "Yes, your method really works! I'm not carsick at all now, thank you! But, okay,"

she stopped abruptly, subtly moving closer to the car window, further away from Wan Zailong.

Just now, in her dream, she had dreamt of her friend Ma Long.

She and Ma Long hadn't seen each other for months. They used to call, chat on QQ, and text every day, but in the past month or so, she had clearly felt Ma Long becoming distant. He no longer seemed as eager to contact her daily as he had when they first separated. She knew that their relationship must be in crisis.

She was unwilling to give up; after all, it was a three-year relationship from university. She had given Ma Long her most precious kisses and heart. She wanted to see Ma Long; she missed his strong embraces and burning kisses. She missed him so much that without telling Ma Long, she impulsively joined a tour group and came to Beijing.

She hoped that Ma Long's coldness over the past month was just because he was too busy, and that her arrival would surprise him.

In her dream, she truly threw herself into Ma Long's arms. He held her tightly, kissing her passionately. His touch stirred within her, and she immediately became wet with desire.

His arms were wrapped tightly around her waist, his hands caressing her breasts, and then touching her lower abdomen.

Her lower abdomen felt like it was on fire, making all her fluids boil. She desperately wanted Ma Long to press down on her and make her ache. Ma Long's hands really slipped under her skirt, his fingers tracing her pubic hair. She began to stretch with satisfaction, "Good, good."

It seemed as if Ma Long had once again penetrated her, cool and refreshing. She greedily swallowed the saliva within him, feeling so good.

But suddenly, Ma Long flew out of her, leaving her with a sense of emptiness. She cried out urgently, "Ma Long, Ma Long, don't leave me, I miss you!" (

Chapter 127, Volume 1: The Medicine Tortured Her)

In her dream, she was in great pain. She tossed and turned until she woke up, only to realize that she was still on the bus to Beijing. There was no Ma Long beside her, only Wan Zailong, a person she had just met.

Bai Ruyun sat by the window, startled to discover that she had already... in her dream!

A thin, sticky, slippery substance... it was very uncomfortable. Inside, there was... a deep, throbbing pain, a burning sensation in her lower abdomen, as if a small flame was constantly licking at her, making her restless and anxious.

She had never felt such affection from a friend before. She truly wished he would strip her naked, pin her down, and forcefully thrust himself into her. Wan Zailong sensed Bai Ruyun's unusual behavior and asked her with concern, "Are you really alright? Are you feeling unwell?"

Bai Ruyun shook her head hastily and said, "Oh, no, I'm fine, it's just..."

Wan Zailong generously handed her the pot, saying, "It's quite hot. Drink more; you've sweated a lot, you need to replenish your energy."

Bai Ruyun glanced at him gratefully and said, "Thank you, I brought some. You should drink more too."

Saying this, she took a bottle from her bag, unscrewed the cap, and hurriedly drank a few sips.

Neither Wan Zailong nor Bai Ruyun could have imagined that the plaster he had kindly given her would have such a miraculous effect on a young girl.

Wan Suanzi's secret recipes were all his own creations, with no verifiable basis, but their effectiveness was mysteriously remarkable when applied to the specific ailment.

The essence-boosting ointment he prescribed for Zai Long was specifically formulated for Zai Long's age, constitution, and other needs. It wasn't something Zai Long naively assumed would work for any woman.

For him, it was a self-balancing ointment; for Bai Ruyun, a girl with a weak and cold constitution, it was a potent tonic. Applied to Bai Ruyun's navel, reaching directly to her dantian, how could she possibly counteract it?

Seeing the girl beside him breathing increasingly rapidly and her body leaning softly against him, Wan Zai Long began to understand!

Although his grandfather hadn't taught him those unique and strange medical techniques, he had some basic medical knowledge. Seeing Bai Ruyun's state, similar to Wan Meimei's, he realized that his ointment had unintentionally harmed the girl.

Bai Ruyun's body, burning hot like a hot coal, writhed restlessly before Wan Zai Long, making him unable to resist any longer. He tentatively put an arm around her waist.

Bai Ruyun hadn't regained consciousness, and like Wan Meimei before her, she snuggled closer to Wan Zailong, craving his coolness.

Wan Zailong's hand rested on her other waist, gently squeezing it, and Bai Ruyun let out a soft moan.

He looked down at her tightly closed eyelashes, his brows furrowed in pain, his red lips parted, murmuring, "Good, good, Long, I missed you so much."

Wan Zailong's mind went blank, and he lowered his head, taking Bai Ruyun's breath.

She eagerly moved closer, trembling slightly, her lips brushing against Wan Zailong's.

Wan Zailong's throat bobbed, and without hesitation, he reached out and slipped into Bai Ruyun's slippery vagina.

Bai Ruyun began to pant softly, her hands weakly gripping Wan Zailong's clothes, pressing her body even more weakly against him.

His hand trembled as he raised it and placed it on Bai Ruyun's vulva.

She was sweating profusely, her body radiating heat. The moment his hand left, she stirred, letting out a soft moan, and her little head swam even more obediently into his. [Gift! Human First Oil Spray Male Delay Aerosol External Long-Lasting God Oil Adult Sex Toy Anti-Premature Ejaculation Click to Enter]

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Wan Zailong no longer hesitated, boldly grasping those two unfamiliar, perky breasts, kneading them wantonly.

Her breasts, as white as clouds, were very round, like two half-open cotton bolls, feeling great to the touch. Her little head quickly hardened under his rubbing, pressing against Wan Zailong's palm through her unpadded underwear.

While Wan Zailong's hands were eagerly caressing her, he also secretly observed the interior of the car.

Dawn was approaching, the time before sunrise when it's easiest to fall asleep. The people in the front seats were dozing, no one bothered to turn around and look back. The couple who had been kissing all the way were already asleep, nestled together.

Wan Zailong, using his hand to block Bai Ruyun's opening, boldly slipped his other hand under her skirt.

Her stockings were short, leaving her bare skin exposed. It felt sweaty, like tofu, smooth and comfortable.

Wan Zailong's hand roamed freely inside, his fingers touching the tightly clenched crotch, where her groin was fully exposed, making his penis swell and throb.

He really wanted to pick Bai Ruyun up and pin her down, lift her skirt, pull down her panties, and thrust his hard penis into her from behind. (

Chapter 128, Volume 1, Woods and Rockery) He

was itching with impatience, but since they were on a bus with too many people, Wan Zailong dared not be too presumptuous.

His two hands had to work in tandem, one kneading her breasts while the other slipped his fingers under her skirt, touching her pubic hair.

His fingers accidentally slipped into the pubic area—it was slippery!

Luckily, he had been blocking Ru Yun's opening, otherwise, with that touch, she would have shuddered, let out two soft moans, and almost let out a loud, piercing cry!

Wan Zailong dared not continue, afraid his little dragon wouldn't be able to hold back and he would actually "enter" Bai Ru Yun from behind. He could only suppress his burning desire, withdrawing his hands from her clothes and gently adjusting her body, letting her lean against him and continue sleeping.

Looking out the window at the gradually appearing traffic and skyscrapers, Wan Zailong knew he had finally entered the capital city of Beijing!

The constantly appearing road signs and advertising billboards all bore the name of Beijing, and his heart couldn't help but pound wildly. His eyes greedily gazed at the hazy scenery in the morning light outside the car, shouting in his heart, "Qinghe, Li Qinghe, I'm here! I'm here!"

The car hadn't gone far into Beijing when the tour leader told Wan Zailong he had to get off. He was told to take bus number X, transfer twice, and he'd reach Li Qinghe's school.

Wan Zailong quickly got up, supporting the still-dazed Bai Ruyun, and carrying their two bags, squeezed off the bus.

Standing on the unfamiliar streets of Beijing, watching the bus that had brought him drive away, Wan Zailong glanced at Bai Ruyun in his arms. He knew he couldn't just leave her on the street like this; he had to find a quiet place to wait for her to sober up before making any further plans.

Bai Ruyun had come to visit a friend and had told Zailong beforehand that she had also gotten off at this stop and had to transfer buses herself. That's why he had taken her off the bus with him—he was the one who had unintentionally "harmed" the girl.

Looking around, he saw a park not far away and half-dragged, half-carried Bai Ruyun towards it. It

was a little past five in the morning, and there weren't many people in the park.

In the northwest corner of the park was an artificial lake, with a grove of trees along the wall beside it. There was a small artificial hill in the grove, but because it was in such a remote location, no one bothered to wade across the lake to play.

Wan Zailong led Bai Ruyun across the bridge in the middle of the lake into the grove and into the rockery of the artificial hill.

Because of the heat, and having been leaning against such a hot girl, Wan Zailong's vest was soaked with sweat. Since there was no one around, he simply took it off to cool off.

Seeing that Bai Ruyun was still so disoriented, he decided to place her on a rock in the mountain valley and remove the ointment from her navel.

Lifting her clothes, revealing a section of her fair belly, Wan Zailong suddenly lost control again.

Her skirt was high-waisted, covering her navel. With trembling hands, he unzipped her skirt and pulled it down further.

The mountain valley was quiet, just the two of them, and the rustling sound of the zipper being pulled open sounded particularly suggestive.

Wan Zailong moved too much, using too much force, and the skirt was pulled down to Bai Ruyun's pubic area! Even the pubic hair was exposed.

Seeing those few strands of dark pubic hair, Wan Zailong couldn't restrain himself any longer.

On that tender, white mound covered in black algae, a cigarette burn scar was clearly visible!

Wan Zailong's heart skipped a beat.

How could this girl have a cigarette burn scar here? Did she burn herself? Or was someone else burn her? Why was it here?

Qian Gusheng used to be addicted to money, and once he lost so much that he was even stripped naked. He knew that "this stuff" wasn't something poor kids could afford, so he made a tough decision and burned three cigarette marks on his wrist as a sign of self-discipline, to kick his addiction.

Having seen Gusheng's cigarette burn scars, Wan Zailong immediately recognized that Bai Ruyun's scar on her pubic bone was definitely from a cigarette burn.

Looking at the plum blossom-like scar against her tender white skin, Wan Zailong's lust burned fiercely again.

He didn't rush to peel off the ointment from Bai Ruyun's navel, but instead lifted her skirt and ripped off her bra!

In that white space, hidden under the black algae, glistening fluid was already overflowing.

Wan Zailong knelt down and began to ravage Bai Ruyun's pubic hair.

He first parted the tips of the hair, licked them smooth, then burrowed in, hooking and sweeping, directly at the clitoris.

Bai Ruyun stretched out in pain, her body writhing uncontrollably, but her eyes remained tightly closed as if asleep, showing no signs of waking up.

Chapter 129 of Volume 1: The Powerful Effect of the Medicine

Wan Zailong couldn't help but marvel inwardly. He hadn't expected his grandfather's plaster to be so potent; when applied to a man's navel, it replenished his essence, but when applied to a woman's navel, it became a potent drug.

The thought of seeing Li Qinghe in Beijing soon filled Wan Zailong with excitement, his limbs weak, and cold sweat pouring down his body.

To relax himself, he decided to use the semi-conscious Bai Ruyun to release some mental pressure.

After making Bai Ruyun's crotch slippery, Wan Zailong eagerly stood up, preparing to formally penetrate her.

No sooner had his tongue withdrawn from her swamp than Bai Ruyun began moaning in her sleep, "Oh, no, don't stop, give it to me, I want it, Long, I want it!"

It seemed she was lost in her own nightmare, mistaking Wan Zailong, who was taking advantage of her, for her boyfriend, Ma Long.

Wan Zailong, aroused by her cries, stood up, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his already rock-hard erection.

Straight, thick, and long, it throbbed. He grabbed Bai Ruyun's legs, spread them apart, and thrust his body powerfully into her overflowing, muddy place!

Bai Ruyun cried out in satisfaction. She stood up, her waist trembling as if electrocuted. Wan Zailong quickly lay down on top of her, silencing her with his mouth.

Her unbearable moans were trapped in her throat. He grabbed her hair with one hand to prevent himself from thrusting against her, and with the other, he grasped her full breasts, fondling them with pleasure, savoring the incredibly pleasurable sensation of flesh rubbing against flesh. Bai Ruyun must have been deprived of sex for a long time; her body was still as tight as a virgin's. If it weren't for the ointment Wan Zailong had unintentionally given her, such a reserved girl would never have so easily given in to a man she had only met once.

Now, the places Wan Zailong was rubbing against were overflowing with juices, each thrust bringing out a large puddle, making Wan Zailong's penis feel like it was churning in a peach blossom pool, joyfully thrusting in and out, growing harder and harder with each rub, wanting to rub even more—because his actions constituted "taking advantage of someone in distress." "

Wan Zailong, unwilling to linger, held his breath and focused intently, sprinting with all his might, striving to release his little dragon as quickly as possible.

Bai Ruyun's body, pressed against the large rock, was already limp and powerless from his torment, unable to even groan, only her face flushed as she frowned and gasped for breath, letting him continue to grind and pound inside her. After turning Bai Ruyun over and over and fucking her for half an hour, Wan Zailong's spine finally felt a sudden heat, a tingling sensation running from his scalp to his heels, and his swollen little dragon instantly thrust into her little clam, releasing with powerful pleasure.

After resting against the mountainside with his eyes closed for a while, Wan Zailong took out the towel he had brought, soaked it in the lake outside, wrung it out, and brought it back to clean the mud from Bai Ruyun's groin.

After waiting for a while, the bullet he had inserted did not flow back out, it seemed that because of her backward position and the fact that he had inserted it too deeply, it had all been absorbed by her."

Wan Zailong silently hoped she wouldn't get pregnant so badly; otherwise, she probably wouldn't even know who the father was.

It seemed he not only needed to study his grandfather's magical plaster more thoroughly, but also ask him for some pills to prevent women from getting pregnant. He, Wan Zailong, was still young; he didn't want to accidentally father a child with just any woman. He had

just finished tidying Bai Ruyun's clothes and torn the plaster off her navel, throwing it into the lake, when he saw an elderly couple strolling on the bridge in the lake.

Wan Zailong quickly picked up their bags and helped Bai Ruyun out of the cave into the grove.

They sat down on a wooden chair in the grove, letting Bai Ruyun continue to lean on his shoulder and sleep, while he looked around at the parks of Beijing.

It felt like a dream.

For Zai Long, who had lived a solitary life in the remote mountain village of Jiming since childhood, Beijing, the capital city of the great nation of China, seemed to exist only in books, on television, or in Wang Feng's songs. Beijing, Beijing, as I walk through every street here, my heart can never find peace. Besides the roar of engines and the sounds of electricity, I seem to hear my own heart pounding like a candle. I laugh here, I cry here, I live here and I die here, I pray here, I am lost here, I search here, I lose here. Now, he has boldly and recklessly ventured into this city.

He is suddenly bewildered, lost, and at a loss.

He loved Li Qinghe. Li Qinghe was here, while he, a penniless orphan who had risen from the fields, was perhaps destined to be just a passerby in this big city.

And Qinghe? Wouldn't Qinghe eventually become the master of this city? That Bo Wenlong seemed to be a man on a completely different level from Wan Zailong.

Was Qinghe happy here? Was she content? Then why was she crying? Why did she call him? Why did she want to talk to someone from her hometown?

Because he didn't know if she was doing well or poorly here, he had come rashly, without even daring to call Qinghe to let her know. He didn't know if Qinghe would welcome him.

Volume 1, Chapter 130: Beijing.

The air in the Beijing woods was quite nice, and the morning temperature was just right. Bai Ruyun, who had slept for so long, finally woke up, groggily opening her eyes and looking at Zai Long beside her with a blank expression. She asked, "Where are we?"

Wan Zai Long looked at the woman he had just secretly teased. Although she wasn't as beautiful as Mei Mei, Doumiao, or Qing He, she had a gentle and docile beauty that made his conscience feel guilty. He

hoped everything would be alright after she met her boyfriend, and he hoped she wouldn't find out that he, whom she considered a helpful person, had taken advantage of him. "I hope everything is alright after she meets her boyfriend, and I hope she won't find out that she's been slept with by this guy beside her," Wan Zai Long thought to himself, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He chuckled and said, "We've arrived in Beijing! Haha, the car left a long time ago. I saw you were sleeping very soundly and couldn't wake you up, so I brought you here to rest for a while." "

Upon hearing his words, Bai Ruyun exclaimed in surprise, sat up straight, and looked around. Realizing they were indeed in a park, she glanced at him sheepishly and said gratefully, "I was probably too weak from the motion sickness earlier. After using your ointment, I felt so much better that I slept like a log. Thank you so much." "

Damn, I just let her get away with this, and she's thanking me!" Wan Zailong mentally punched himself, chuckled, and said, "We came together, and we're both new to this place. I'm a man, so it's only right that I take care of you. Now, shall we eat something first? Will your boyfriend come to pick you up?"

Bai Ruyun shook her head, forcing a smile, and said, "I didn't tell him I was coming to see him. He's very busy right now. Our families aren't well-off, and we just graduated. We're not settled yet, so work comes first. I understand him."

Wan Zailong didn't want to pry into her personal life, so he took out the bread, ham, and braised eggs he had prepared in his bag and said, "Then let's take the bus together later. Let's eat first; I'm really hungry." Bai

Ruyun had also packed some food in her bag, and the two huddled together. Although the meal was simple, they enjoyed themselves immensely.

Bai Ruyun was deeply impressed when she heard that Wan Zailong had cooked the braised eggs himself. Hearing that he was an orphan who had raised himself since childhood, she shed tears of sympathy.

A chance encounter, yet a mutual appreciation; Wan Zailong was touched by this kind and gentle girl, and the emotional distance between them grew considerably.

Before parting, they exchanged phone numbers, telling each other to call if needed, as they were from the same hometown and could rely on each other in case of trouble.

With a heavy heart, Wan Zailong finally arrived at Li Qinghe's school gate.

He wondered if their summer vacation was over yet? Was Qinghe staying in the school dormitory? Would she welcome him? Now that

he was so close to Qinghe, Wan Zailong realized he couldn't find a way to approach her.

Squatting on the curb opposite the school, scratching his head, he held the phone, pondering how to start a conversation with Qinghe. Just then, the phone rang. It was Gu Sheng calling.

Gu Sheng answered, "Hey kid, guess where I am right now? What am I eating?"

Wan Zailong, still flustered, had no interest in listening to his rambling and retorted irritably, "How should I know where you are? Are you on a woman's belly? Milk?"

Gu Sheng burst out laughing, lowering his voice, "Get lost, my nephew wants to!" "Don't think I can't sleep with women just because I'm wearing a uniform. Let me tell you, I slept with one the other day, hehe. I didn't do anything else that day, just fucked that woman all day, rubbed her until she was all swollen, and she kept kissing me and calling me 'husband.'" "

If I hadn't come out to eat Peking duck with my comrades today, I would have gone to sleep with her again if I had the chance."

Wan Zailong interrupted him, saying, "Eating Peking duck? Finished eating? You didn't call me just to brag about how you slept with women, did you? Aren't you at the base today? Make a long story short, I just arrived in Beijing, is it convenient for us to meet?"

Upon hearing Zailong's words, Qian Gusheng became as excited as if his eyebrows were on fire, and after a few quick words, he said, "What kind of surprise attack are you playing? You can't do this, you don't know the place, just wait where you are, I'll rush over to meet you!" "Damn it, I finally managed to scrape together a day off, and it's almost halfway over!"

Wan Zailong found a chair in the roadside greenery and sat down, staring blankly at the majestic university gate in the distance, waiting for Gu Sheng to rush over. Gu Sheng, being a true friend, didn't waste time taking the bus but hailed a taxi and quickly arrived.

Upon seeing each other, they punched each other, exchanged a few shouts of greeting, and Gu Sheng opened a reusable bag, pulled out half a golden-brown, fragrant roast duck, tore off a leg, and shoved it into Zailong's mouth, saying, "Here, try it! This half duck only cost a little over a hundred yuan! You've got some nerve! I've been serving in the army in the suburbs of Beijing for so long, and this is the first time I've ever gritted my teeth and gone all the way to Quanjude to try this world-famous authentic roast duck. I was just about to call you to brag about it when it was served, but I didn't expect you..." "That kid actually flew all the way to Beijing!"

(Volume 1, Chapter 131: "Pretending" is an industry chain)

Wan Zailong took a big bite of the crisp, tender, and fragrant roast duck, stretched his neck, swallowed it, and laughed, saying, "Damn, this little bit is worth over a hundred? Can this taste as good as the wild duck I roast wrapped in yellow mud? People in big cities are good at showing off."

While saying this, his hands weren't idle; he and Gu Sheng tore large pieces off the half-roast duck, their cheeks bulging as they chewed, their mouths dripping with oil.

Qian Gusheng slapped his thigh and said, "Hey, brother, you're being narrow-minded. Do you know that showing off is an entire industry? For money, people will sell what they have, and if they don't, they'll show off and sell it. That's called knowing how to sell! Besides, haven't you been to Quanjude? The way they eat duck is so classy! Even the best food is wasted if we eat it like this. We only get a moment of pleasure before it goes straight into our stomachs and turns into shit."

The two good brothers reunited in a foreign land, eating and talking, laughing heartily. Wan Zailong wiped the grease from his mouth and said, "That's right. I'll go to Quanjude sometime and see for myself. Maybe I can learn a couple of tricks to show off and go back to the fields to make money by showing off, haha."

He was thinking that since he had come all the way to Beijing, he should at least treat Li Qinghe to a decent meal. He couldn't afford anything else, and he didn't know the etiquette and didn't want to make a fool of himself, but he was willing to ask for a duck.

After finishing their meal, Qian Gusheng glanced at his watch and exclaimed anxiously, "Oh dear, time flies by so fast! Come on, let's hurry and I'll take you to the Forbidden City! Coming to Beijing and not visiting the Forbidden City is like not coming at all. I'm in a rush to get back to my unit tonight, so I can't go with you. Damn, this green uniform is really restrictive." "Hey? I haven't even asked where you are yet. Why did you suddenly come here? You didn't even tell me beforehand."

Wan Zailong didn't want Gusheng to know about his toad-like fantasies about Li Qinghe, so he lied and said, "Well, a colleague's truck came to Beijing to deliver goods. I didn't have anything to do, so I just went to take a stroll. When he goes back, I'll wait for him on the roadside, and he'll give me a ride back."

Qian Gusheng believed Zailong's words and hurriedly pulled him into a taxi to the Forbidden City.

Standing in the middle of Tiananmen Square, Gu Sheng, as if introducing his new house, pointed around and boasted to Wan Zailong, "Look, look! We're standing right in the heart of China! To the north, there's a picture of our great leader, Chairman Mao, hanging high on the city wall. Behind that is where the emperors lived! Over here, look, the Chairman Mao Memorial Hall. His awe-inspiring presence is inside! We don't have enough time today, otherwise I'd take you inside to pay your respects!"

Wan Zailong looked around, but said with some disappointment, "Oh, this is Tiananmen Square? Seeing the real thing, it doesn't seem as magnificent as it looks on TV."

Gu Sheng laughed and said, "Wan Zailong, that's all you've got. " "Have some ambition! You're so narrow-minded and closed-minded. You're destined to live your whole life with the peasant mentality of self-reliance and abundance. Do you really think that nowhere in this world can catch your eye except your cave on Dragon Roar Mountain?"

Wan Zailong said shamelessly. "That's right! Hehe, no matter how big or good the world is, it's not mine. I am the king of my Dragon Roar Mountain!"

The two followed the surging tide of tourists into the Forbidden City. Qian Gusheng waved his hand, drew a circle in the air, and said, "Look, the emperor's house. We're in too, haha."

Most of the floor tiles were crushed, and small grasses, trampled by hundreds of millions of people, still grew tenaciously in the cracks. Palaces stood tall and imposing, and the beast heads on the eaves proudly faced the sky.

Wan Zailong followed him around for a while, and Qian Gusheng pretended to be a half-informed tour guide and gave him a random introduction. He put his hands in his trouser pockets, smacked his lips, frowned, and said, "Cio, this is the Forbidden City? It's not interesting. It looks empty except for tourists." It's slutty, tasteless, and nothing special."

When Qian Gusheng heard this, he wished he could beat him up, and said hurriedly, "Boy, don't you dare say such nonsense, people say that there is something weird in the Forbidden City, this is a royal palace, you idiot, don't let me eat the grapes. "Sour grapes! Your cave is barely bigger than a latrine here!"

Wan Zailong scoffed. "So what if they're royalty? If they were really that powerful, their imperial power would be passed down through generations, right? They shouldn't be overthrown after just a few dynasties. Weren't their ancestors all commoners? Who was born with an extra penis? Damn it, why should they be allowed to have their way with three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines? I really don't accept that!"

Qian Gusheng shook his head. Like a shepherd boy facing a stubborn donkey, he was at his wit's end, saying, "Fine, fine, you're up to it. If you're not convinced, you don't need to build the Forbidden City. If you can move out of your dilapidated cave and build a small two-story house, I'll worship you like I'm seeing the Golden Palace! Haha."

In Volume 1, Chapter 132,

Wan Zailong approached Li Qinghe. He tilted his head back, drank half a bottle of water, and said, "Okay, you wait! All the ancestors and descendants of the royal family, listen up, bear witness, I'm really making this up today, I, Wan Zailong, will not only build..." "A small two-story house? I'm going to build myself a huge manor and keep dozens of wives in my harem, haha."

Qian Gusheng laughed and punched him, saying, "Alright, go ahead and talk big, it's not taxed anyway."

After wandering around the Forbidden City, the two found a place to eat. Qian Gusheng was in a hurry to return to his lodgings, so he had to reluctantly part ways with Wan Zailong, reminding him not to be careless in Beijing, as there were too many hidden talents here, unlike their small village of Jiming, Yingfang Town, or even Liyang City.

Wan Zailong was eager to find Li Qinghe, so he readily agreed and urged Gusheng to leave quickly, saying that he would only stay for a day or two and then hitch a ride back with his companions, so he shouldn't worry about him.

After seeing Gusheng off, Wan Zailong wandered aimlessly through the streets. The streetlights were on, and the traffic was heavy. Before he knew it, he had wandered to the bar street in Houhai.

Wan Zailong wandered like a lost soul rejected by the city, pacing back and forth in front of shops with their varied decorations. He knew he didn't even have the courage to go in and buy anything. No matter how

proud he was inside Beijing, he had to admit he was incredibly insecure.

He bought a few bottles of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) and sat by the roadside to drink them. Mustering his courage, he finally dialed Li Qinghe's number.

The phone rang and rang until Wan Zailong's hope and courage were almost completely extinguished, before it was finally answered.

Upon hearing Li Qinghe's sweet, gentle voice, Wan Zailong felt as if he were going deaf. He felt as if Qinghe's voice was like waves of electricity piercing his heart through the phone, and his tongue went numb.

Li Qinghe called him several times before he came to his senses, stammering, "Qing, Qinghe, where are you?"

Li Qinghe, confused, asked, "Zailong, what's wrong? I'm in Beijing. What's up?"

Wan Zailong quickly replied, "Qinghe, guess where I am? Hehe, I'm in Beijing too. I want to come see you, is that okay?"

"Huh? Zailong, you're not kidding me, are you? You're really in Beijing? What are you doing here? Is there something wrong?"

Wan Zailong scratched his head, lying, "Oh, I, I came here for some business. Now that it's finished, I just wanted to see you. After all, we're from the same hometown, is that alright?"

Li Qinghe seemed surprised, hesitating for a moment before saying, "Zailong, since you're in Beijing, I really hope I can show you around. Have you found a place to stay? Where are you now? I'm outside the North Fifth Ring Road, far from the city center. I can't go back until the day after tomorrow. You can wait until then." "What?"

Upon hearing Qinghe's words, Wan Zailong felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head. Unable to hide his disappointment, he said, "Oh, then, forget it, Qinghe, I..."

His throat suddenly tightened.

He didn't know why he suddenly wanted to cry. He had almost never cried in his life, but now, after a sleepless night and a bumpy journey of over a thousand miles to Beijing, he found himself still so far from Li Qinghe, so far that he didn't even have a chance to see her.

Li Qinghe sensed the deep disappointment in his voice and quickly said, "Zailong, Zailong, why don't you come? I just don't know where you are? Can you find this place?" "I was worried you'd get lost, it's your first time in Beijing."

Upon hearing Qinghe's words, Wan Zailong was overjoyed. He forgot everything else and repeatedly said, "Qinghe, don't worry! I won't get lost. I'm a man. Even though it's my first time in Beijing, I definitely won't get lost. I'll definitely find you! Wait for me, I'll take a taxi right now! I just... I just wanted to say happy birthday to you in person on your birthday! Wait for me, Qinghe!"

Without waiting for Li Qinghe to say anything more, he hurriedly hung up the phone. He was worried Qinghe would raise other objections. He had to find Qinghe by any means necessary; he couldn't let her look down on him. He wanted her to know that even on his first time in Beijing, he wouldn't get lost! He wasn't just familiar with the clods of earth in the Longyin Mountain cave.

He had the ten thousand yuan he'd taken from Wang Xiaodie's house in his pocket. This money emboldened him, and he hailed a taxi, telling the driver the address Li Qinghe had given him in broken Mandarin.

A little while later, Li Qinghe called again. Hearing that he was already in a taxi, she didn't say anything else, only telling him to be careful on the road and call her when he arrived.

With a heart pounding wildly, he traveled across most of Beijing and finally arrived at the place Li Qinghe had mentioned in the evening.

When the taxi stopped, Wan Zailong looked at the small Western-style house on the hillside and felt a little hesitant. (

Volume 1, Chapter 133: Birthday Party)

He hadn't expected Qinghe to celebrate her birthday in such a lavish and fashionable place! Had he, Wan Zailong, been too presumptuous by coming here so rashly?

Just as he hesitated, he saw Li Qinghe running out of the small villa's gate in a white dress. She spotted him from afar and waved happily. "She's so beautiful," he thought, "like a fairy descending from the clouds."

The white dress, made of some unknown material, was light and thin. As the evening breeze blew, it swirled around her, perfectly outlining her youthful figure—her slender waist, her exquisite breasts…" Wan Zailong's eyes welled up with tears. He forced a smile and walked towards Qinghe.

Qinghe happily took his hand, saying, "Zailong, this is such a surprise! I never dreamed you'd suddenly appear! Was your journey alright? Come in, my friends are celebrating my birthday." Wan

Zailong felt his hand melt like ice cream as she held his soft little hand; half his body was numb, and he could barely speak.

Following her into the villa's courtyard, after climbing a few steps, a garden-like yard suddenly opened up, adorned with colorful chandeliers. A group of men and women were barbecuing, drinking, dancing, and playing.

Bo Wenlong, who had once driven to Jiming Village, walked out from the crowd. Li Qinghe quickly pulled Zailong over, saying, "Wenlong, this is my fellow villager, Wan Zailong. He came to Beijing on business and stopped by to see me; Zailong, this is my classmate, Wenlong."

Wan Zailong saw the tender, affectionate look in Qinghe's eyes as she looked at Bo Wenlong. His heart ached as if salt had been rubbed into a wound.

Bo Wenlong extended his hand to him, saying in perfect Beijing dialect, "Qinghe's fellow villager? Welcome, welcome! Come, let's get to know each other. From now on, we're friends. If you need anything in Beijing, just let me know." Wan

Zailong forced himself to walk over. The group of people nodded dismissively at him, as if to say hello. He knew he was like a stray dog wandering into a pack of Tibetan mastiffs—they were simply not meant to be.

Li Qinghe was overjoyed to see her nephew and stayed by his side, warmly inviting him to drink and eat. But after only a few minutes, Bo Wenlong pulled her away because the multi-tiered birthday cake specially made for her had been delivered.

A group of people surrounded the two of them standing in front of the cake. Bo Wenlong personally lit the candles on the cake, which resembled a giant fortress, topped with layers of fresh fruit, illuminated by the candlelight and lamplight. Below, her face was as sweet as Qinghe's.

Wan Zailong stood alone far away from the crowd, his hands clenched into hard stones. He knew that he was not just separated from her by a crowd; he was so far away, it was as if they were worlds apart.

It was strange; they were both college students from the city, so why didn't he feel this inferiority complex when he was with Wan Meimei and Bai Ruyun?

After the cake was cut, it was completely dark. The lights in the courtyard were mesmerizing. Wan Zailong wasn't sure if any of these people had used ecstasy, but many seemed drunk, singing and laughing together, even dancing intimately.

He looked around... Discovering that Li Qinghe was missing, and Bo Wenlong was nowhere to be found either, Wan Zailong's heart immediately panicked.

Damn it, would that kid have poisoned Qinghe's drink? And now, was Qinghe already under his control?

Thinking this, Wan Zailong lost his composure, abruptly standing up from his seat and, without thinking twice, heading towards the mansion.

Entering the downstairs living room, he was once again stunned by its opulent grandeur.

Most of the guests were enjoying themselves in the courtyard; the rooms were sparsely populated, and the main lights weren't on. Only a few dim wall lamps illuminated the staircase and corners, creating a mysterious and luxurious atmosphere.

Wan Zailong had only ever seen houses like this before... He'd seen it on TV, and subconsciously glanced down at his cheap, open-toed sandals, worried that someone might step on the pristine white carpet and dirty it.

Oh well, why was he worrying so much? Qinghe wasn't anyone to him, Wan Zailong. She was studying at a university in Beijing, the capital; she was so beautiful, of course many men would pursue her.

This was Bo Wenlong's house; they were just having a normal relationship. Maybe he'd already slept with Li Qinghe.

Wan Zailong hadn't drunk much, but his mood was more distraught than if he were drunk. He wandered aimlessly around the mansion, only to find it so large, like a maze, that he had no idea which room he was in.

He heard a woman's urgent moans and a man's heavy breathing, and his body suddenly felt hot. He silently walked over.

Volume 1, Chapter 134: I'll Give You the Hard Way.

Behind the fireplace, at the corner, two dark figures were overlapping, writhing against the wall. Wan Zailong's eyes had adjusted to the light of the dim corner; he saw the man's trousers pulled down onto the carpet, his white buttocks undulating!

The woman was pushed against the wall by the man, her skirt lifted, one leg raised and wrapped around the man's waist, moaning, "Harder, ah, harder! What happened? Not as hard as before?"

The air reeked of alcohol; it seemed both of them had drunk quite a bit.

The man, panting heavily, said, "Damn it, I drank too much, it's like I'm under the influence of anesthesia, I'm numb, I can't get hard no matter what I try,

I'll just have to make do." The woman was very dissatisfied, and pushed the man away in embarrassment and anger, "Ugh, no good, I can't feel anything, it's limp, just grinding won't satisfy my thirst, get off me, try to get it hard first."

The man said irritably, "I'm already inside you and you want me to take it off? No way! I feel okay, I'll keep going like this, damn it, or you can kiss me and lick it hard, I'll kill you!"

The woman got angry and pushed the man away, saying, "You wish! You're never willing to spend much money on me, and you expect me to give you oral sex for free? Look at Bo Wenlong, how much money he spends on that country girl Li Qinghe! Oh you..." "Get up, you're rubbing me so hard it's itching, but I can't get in."

The man said while thrusting his hips. "Tch, I bet Li Qinghe's pussy is top-notch, otherwise, how could our young master Bo be so infatuated with her? If your pussy could give me that soul-stirring pleasure, I'd be rock hard as a missile by

now!" The woman was really angry. She pushed the man hard and said, "Get up! If you like Li Qinghe, go find her! Why are you dragging me here? You don't have the skills, yet you want to take on more than you can handle. Get lost! There are plenty of men with hard guns to stab me with without you. Why should I waste my time here with you?"

Wan Zailong heard them talking about Li Qinghe behind her back, and anger rose in his heart. He clenched his fist and went up to smash it hard on the back of the man's neck!

The man was already drunk, and now he didn't make a sound. He slumped down from the woman like a limp sack and fell onto the carpet.

The woman was about to scream in fright when Wan Zailong stepped forward and covered her mouth, threatening in a low voice, "Shut up and get fucked, I'm telling you, if you dare to make a sound, I'll strangle you right here! You want a hard one, don't you? I'll show you what a real hard one is today!"

The girl nodded repeatedly, her big eyes brimming with tears, looking pitifully at the violent man in the shadows, truly afraid he would snap her neck.

Wan Zailong was burning with rage, wanting to do something outrageous to vent his anger, but he didn't want to cause trouble and embarrass Li Qinghe, so he reached out and ripped off the woman's loosened bra, crumpled it up, and stuffed it into her mouth.

His hands were like iron clamps, twisting the girl's wrists behind her back, then using his other hand to lift one of her legs, spreading her legs wide, and his hard penis thrust into her.

The girl's mouth was gagged and she couldn't scream, but when suddenly a huge thing she had never tried before was stuffed into her throat, she still let out an unbearable moan.

Wan Zailong's mouth nibbled and sucked at her nipples, making smacking sounds, saliva dripping down her breasts. He licked them wantonly with one end of his tongue, while his lower body continued to thrust powerfully. With each in-and-out motion of his penis, the girl's body was ground, and her slippery fluids flowed continuously. Hearing the girl, whose face he couldn't even see clearly, moaning and groaning as he fucked her, Wan Zailong felt a pitiful pleasure in his heart, which had been neglected and despised by Bo Wenlong.

He continued to rub the girl's delicate body while panting and asking her, "Is it comfortable? Is it beautiful? How does it feel to be fucked by me? How does it compare to that coward?"

The girl nodded repeatedly, her breasts thrusting uncontrollably towards his hands, her large eyes pleadingly signaling that she had something to say and would never scream, begging him to remove the stuff from her mouth. Wan

Zailong, caught up in the moment, didn't care about such things anymore. He was confident the girl was completely subdued and wouldn't dare call for help to ruin this wonderful moment.

After he ripped the bra from her mouth and threw it on the ground, she gasped a few times, softly whimpering, "What's your name? Which school are you from? I don't think I know you. You're so capable."

Wan Zailong continued to thrust into her wetness, asking, "How is it? Comfortable?" The girl

moaned

, "Yes, comfortable, so good! I've never been pleasured for so long before! How are you so amazing? Are you on drugs?" "Ugh, I'm so tired, shall we lie down and watch?"

Wan Zailong was indeed tired from standing like this, his back aching, so he pressed her down onto the carpet in the corner, spread her legs apart and hoisted them onto his shoulders, kneeling in front of her and continuing to thrust vigorously.

The girl's two white, tender breasts swayed in front of her chest, bouncing in the shadows, while her body twisted and turned beneath him. Wan Zailong's hands grabbed her breasts, kneading them wantonly.

The girl whispered, "You, you should give him another hit, it wouldn't be good if he woke up."

Her reminder made Wan Zailong feel a little fond of her. This little slut, it seems he's really gotten her used to her, even betraying her lover.

Without thinking much, Wan Zailong stretched out his arm, palm facing sideways, and snapped at the back of the boy's neck, lying on the ground.

The man didn't even groan, like a dead pig being slaughtered.

The girl, unsure whether Wan Zailong had been too gentle or too rough, asked worriedly, "You...you didn't kill him, did you?"

Wan Zailong scoffed, "I've trained. I targeted his weak points; he won't wake up or die anytime soon."

The girl, relieved, pushed him away, saying, "Where did you come from? What's your name? You're breaking the law!"

Damn it, she was clearly enjoying his ministrations, yet she was still acting tough.

Wan Zailong forcefully spread her legs into a wide stance, his monstrous member deeply embedded in her wetness, grinding in and out, saying, "So what if I broke the law? I broke your mother's law! Now, I am the law! You little brat, do you submit to the law?" The

girl was breathless from his thrusting, feeling as if she was about to burst. She experienced a fullness and satisfaction she had never known before. With a sob in her voice, she said, "You, you go slower! It's so deep, I can't take it, it hurts! Ugh, please, go slower, it's going to rub against my skin! I want it, give it to me, I want it, I want it!"

Wan Zailong refused to satisfy her. He was resentful, thinking that Qinghe might be being enjoyed by that rich and handsome city man, Bo Wenlong. He wanted to torment this city woman, even though she was considered a beautiful and wealthy woman.

The girl beneath him pressed her hands against his waist, greedily wanting him to penetrate her deeper and more intensely. Wan Zailong, however, groaned and pulled his penis out of her body, flipping over to sit beside her, leaning against the corner of the wall. He said, "I haven't had enough yet. You can't have any more. Come here, lick me and I'll fuck you again."

The girl hadn't expected him to do this. Her body was in a state of extreme need and emptiness, and this sudden action was worse than death. Forgetting all about girlish modesty, she crawled to him pitifully, saying, "You're so bad! You're so cruel! This...this just came out of me, how can I lick it?"

Wan Zailong's hands grabbed her small breasts, kneading them, saying, "Not going to lick? If you don't lick, don't even think about coming again. These are all your own things on them, and you think they're dirty?" The

girl, humiliated and aroused, felt a piercing emptiness in her young, unsatisfied body. After a moment's hesitation, she awkwardly climbed onto Wan Zailong's lap, her hand grasping the gleaming steel cannon in the shadows.

She wasn't unfamiliar with oral sex, but this was the first time she'd experienced such a brutal act, coming to her mouth halfway through. She couldn't help it; this man was too powerful. His was so big, it almost burst her apart, giving her a satisfaction she'd never felt before. Looking at the throbbing, thick object before her, a wave of itch washed over her. She closed her eyes, opened her pink lips, and took his body inside.

A hot, wet, tingling sensation spread from her mouth to Wan Zailong's entire body. He groaned comfortably, pressing his hand on her head, saying, "Oh, that feels good. Work harder, make me happy, and I'll fuck you hard again later."

The girl's tongue entwined with his large member inside, her throat tightly gripping his, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth, making him even more slippery.

A mixture of smells and saliva filled her nostrils, but she didn't feel uncomfortable at all; instead, she felt a humiliating excitement.

Wan Zailong was incredibly pleased by her skillful oral sex. After enduring for a few minutes, he finally relented and ordered, "Alright, you've been shameless enough. Come on up here, all my treasures are yours."

The girl happily lifted her head from his lap, proactively kissed him on the lips with her wet little mouth, and said, "Thank you for your favor, Master."

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