[Wuxia] The Emperor of Evil Desire (Complete) - 9

Chapters 54-55 Aunt Shuixia Wants to Borrow Seedlings

After traveling for more than an hour, the car finally entered Xiahe Village.

Entering the village, it felt as if a breath of fresh air greeted them; a delicate fragrance filled the air, and even the temperature seemed to drop considerably.

A lush bamboo grove beside the road blocked the scorching sun, casting a cool shade on the ground. The car slowly drove into the grove and stopped.

"Xiaoyu, shall we stop here?"

Song Meilin looked around curiously, somewhat uncertain.

Qin Yu saw the bamboo grove, smiled slightly, and said, "Aunt Lin, it's here. Just keep going and you'll reach the village office. Take this path, and you'll be at my house!"

Through the dense bamboo grove, a stone staircase appeared, winding its way to a small hill not far away.

Wei Xiaoyue was gently nudged by Qin Yu, opened her eyes, and felt the car stop. Still sleepy, she asked, "Son, are we home?"

As she spoke, she moved her face away from Qin Yu's shoulder, opened her delicate arms, and stretched her slender waist like a charming golden cat.

Looking at his mother's captivating appearance after just waking up, Qin Yu couldn't resist reaching out and putting his arm around her waist, gently kissing her cheek, feeling the smoothness of her skin. He said affectionately, "Mom, let's go home."

A blush rose on Wei Xiaoyue's beautiful face, and she nodded, "Let's go out."

The group got out of the car, letting out a sigh of relief. Anyone who had been jostled around in the car for hours wouldn't feel comfortable.

"My butt is raw from all the jostling,"

Song Meili said, rubbing her plump buttocks. Looking at the scenery in the distance, she asked excitedly, "Qin Yu, is this your hometown? Where's your home?"

Even Song Meilin, Wang Xin, and Li Jiajia looked on with curiosity.

Xiahe Village is quite famous in the county, for two reasons: its fish and its beautiful women. Xiahe Village is known for its beautiful women; outsiders consider it an honor to marry a woman from Xiahe Village. Even the least attractive girl in the village is considered average-looking outside, possessing a certain charm. Besides exceptional beauties like Wang Zhenzhu, Zhang Guihua, and Liu Ruyan, there are many other first-rate beauties. The village is highly regarded for its "Four Village Beauties" and "Three Little Flowers." Although considered "Little Flowers," they are no less stunning than famous actresses. Take Qin Yu's second aunt, Yuelan, for example; she dresses simply, but her fair skin, voluptuous figure, and beautiful face make her look like a peasant woman.

Despite its fame, the two mother-daughter pairs, Song Meili and Song Meilin, have never been there, always curious about the place where such a beautiful and ethereal beauty as Wei Xiaoyue resides.

"It's that little house!"

Qin Yu smiled slightly, pointing to a small building not far away.

Looking at the exquisite little house, the women felt a pang of envy. Their homes were in apartments, nothing like this mountain villa.

A gentle breeze carried a delicate fragrance, and the little house, like a delicate touch on an eyebrow, was nestled among the verdant trees, exuding tranquility and elegance. Directly opposite the house, a lake shimmered in the sunlight, occasionally punctuated by the cheerful calls of white geese.

Wang Xin, holding Qin Yu's hand and smoothing her wind-blown hair, exclaimed happily, "Little Yu, take me to your house! Can we go swimming in the lake?"

"Of course!"

Qin Yu, thinking of his grandmother, pulled Wang Xin along and ran quickly towards the path.

Li Jiajia watched the two of them, a hint of sadness flashing in her eyes.

Inside the small house, Wang Zhenzhu, wearing a low-cut blouse that revealed a deep cleavage, sat by the door, fanning herself with a palm leaf fan. She looked at a beautiful young woman beside her with concern and said, "Why isn't that rascal back yet? The food's getting cold!"

The young woman, also dressed in simple cloth, had a curvaceous figure like a ripe peach. She chuckled, a blush spreading across her face, and said, "Aunt Zhenzhu, he should be back soon. Why the rush?"

Wang Zhenzhu, still fanning herself, glanced at the young woman and smiled faintly, "I was afraid you'd be anxious. You look quite respectable, but you've been spying on my grandson quite a bit, haven't you?"

"Aunt Pearl, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Shuixia's heart skipped a beat, her face flushed, and she shook her head, saying, "Although my husband is a good-for-nothing, I've never had any other thoughts!"

Wang Zhenzhu sighed slightly, looking at this kind woman with pity, feeling a sense of shared misfortune, and said, "When my grandson comes back, let's borrow his seed!"

Shuixia's expression brightened, but thinking of their generational differences, she shook her head and said, "Although Xiaoyu is handsome and smart, and his seed will definitely be of high quality, the generational gap... I'm afraid Uncle Daming won't agree."

Ever since marrying a fool, her fate had been sealed; she only wanted to leave behind an heir, while the Qin family was recognized as a family of elites.

"Sister!"

Wang Zhenzhu went over and took Shuixia's hand, saying, "We've come this far, why worry about these things? In the village, you and I are the closest, so just listen to me!"

"You...you really agree?"

Shuixia looked at Wang Zhenzhu with some excitement and disbelief.

Wang Zhenzhu nodded and laughed, "That guy got a good deal. The girl is so beautiful, he really got a great deal."

Shuixia blushed slightly, shook her head, and said, "No, I'm the one who got a good deal. I heard that it's very tiring for men to do this!"

"You!"

Wang Zhenzhu smiled helplessly, feeling some sympathy for this beautiful woman who was over thirty but had never experienced a man's touch. She said, "Just for cooking for me today, I'll definitely make you happy, and I'll definitely get pregnant someday!"

Shuixia blushed, nodded, and said, "As long as I can get pregnant with a son and have descendants, I'll do anything!"

"Giggle..."

Wang Zhenzhu giggled, reaching out to grab Shuixia's pink crotch, saying, "Sister, you look like a fairy. I'm afraid if you spread your legs, my boy will be like a monkey, thrusting his cock in hard. I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it!"

In Shuixia's mind, she imagined Qin Yu's naked, strong body pressing down on her, his huge penis constantly thrusting into her private parts. Her pink crotch tightened, her face flushed, and she blocked Wang Zhenzhu's hand, saying, "Auntie, please don't say that!"

"Giggle..."

Wang Zhenzhu looked at Shuixia's bright appearance and sighed inwardly. That boy was probably going to get himself into another love debt.

Shuixia then raised her head, looking shyly at Wang Zhenzhu, and asked, "Aunt Zhenzhu, I...I heard that Xiaoyu's thing is especially...especially big, is that true?"

"It's definitely big. I'll teach you to be careful when the time comes!"

Wang Zhenzhu seemed to think of something, and a blush flashed across her face as well.

Looking at Wang Zhenzhu's stunning beauty, Shuixia's heart skipped a beat, and she said with a touch of shame, "Auntie, you're so beautiful! You must be almost fifty, right?"

"Yes!"

Wang Zhenzhu replied with a hint of melancholy and alarm, "I'm already forty-nine, almost fifty! Time flies!"

"Hehe, Auntie isn't old at all! You look like a woman in her thirties!"

Wang Zhenzhu smiled slightly, clearly pleased, and said, "Thirty is a lie, but I believe you look young!"

Her ancestor was a royal chef, and her family possessed a treasured imperial cookbook. Following the recipes, she ate a lot of beauty-enhancing and anti-aging foods...

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