At this moment, the two of them were pressed close together, and Zhang Xiaoshan could clearly feel the softness behind him. His breathing became disordered and deep, and in the next moment, Jia Lanhua, seeing that Zhang Xiaoshan didn’t make a move, did something even more provocative. As an opera singer and former lead performer, she was tall, and with a slight tip-toe, she rested her head on Zhang Xiaoshan’s left shoulder.
"Little Shan, don’t leave tonight, okay?"
Her voice was soft and delicate, enough to soften someone to the bones. The breath that passed her lightly parted lips caressed Zhang Xiaoshan’s cheek and ear, and immediately, Zhang Xiaoshan’s heart felt as if it were being crawled over by countless ants, biting at him fiercely.
Zhang Xiaoshan swallowed hard, though he had wanted to say something, he couldn’t utter a single word.
They say that women are made of water, yet at this moment, Zhang Xiaoshan felt that the Jia Lanhua behind him was a blazing fire, a scorching Divine Fire that would consume his flesh, and if he let down his guard, she could reduce him to ashes in an instant, leaving no trace behind.
Even though White Dragon Village was remote and undeveloped, it was not short of natural beauties, yet among these women, Jia Lanhua was undoubtedly the most beautiful.
Because Jia Lanhua had been the star of a troupe and maintained the good habit of exercising daily, even though she was older than before, her temperament and figure had only improved. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have had all the men in the village vying for her attention.
That graceful figure, her long beautiful legs, her mature charm, her delicate features, any single one of these attributes would be enough to drive a man wild with desire, and she had managed to embody all of them. Even compared to the sophisticated women from the city or the noble ladies, Jia Lanhua did not fall short in the least.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaoshan’s head was reeling.
The woman behind him was the one he had fantasized about countless times during lonely nights since his naive youth.
Now, at last, he had the chance to make those dreams a reality, and it was Jia Lanhua who was offering herself up to him.
If he just turned around to reciprocate, this beautiful woman, coveted by all the men in the village, would kneel before him, submissive.
"Little Shan, what are you waiting for?"
Jia Lanhua, not hearing a response from Zhang Xiaoshan, grew anxious, and she began to urge him with a tone full of reproach while her hands, which were encircling Zhang Xiaoshan’s waist, started to become restless.
Feeling Zhang Xiaoshan’s robust body, Jia Lanhua was exceedingly pleased.
Wu Damming had long been of no use, just a good-for-nothing waste that couldn’t perform the task. Since marrying him, he had never once satisfied her - in the beginning, he could manage a minute or two at least, but in the last couple of years, he couldn’t even stand to attention.
Jia Lanhua was excited and looking forward to being with Zhang Xiaoshan.
In that instant, Zhang Xiaoshan also couldn’t help but inhale sharply.
He desperately wanted to possess the beautiful woman behind him.
His moral defenses were on the verge of collapse.
His gaze fell on Wu Laohu, collapsed by the door, and his heart was in turmoil and panic.
In that moment, countless thoughts raced through his mind.
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Jia Lanhua was beautiful, to be sure, but she was another man’s wife.
The women he had touched before, Luo Meili’s man had died, Yu Xiuxiu was an accident, both Tao Qian and Hu Qiaoling had been mutually beneficial arrangements, and Shi Yue was unmarried.
Jiang Man had agreed to delay her marriage for him, yet here he was with a married woman...
Could he really face Jiang Man after this?
But he really wanted to experience what it was like with Jia Lanhua.
He had yearned for her for so many years, and now that he finally had his chance, wouldn’t it be a pity to back down?
Moreover, observing Wu Laohu, aside from his anxiety, Zhang Xiaoshan felt a strange sense of pleasure and excitement.
"Sister Lanhua, I think, this isn’t right, maybe we should stop?"
Zhang Xiaoshan managed to muster his last bit of reason and squeezed out a sentence with difficulty.