Wu Xiaohong was struck as if by lightning, staring dumbfoundedly at her own hand.
Through her pants, she touched a thick, scorching donkey thing.
In Wu Xiaohong’s mind, the scene of Xiao Hei mating with Xiao Huang flashed unconsciously.
But she thought of her own small crevice, comparing it to the large size of Wu Song’s thing.
Her heart skipped a beat.
In a hurry, Wu Xiaohong glared at Wu Song with a flushed face: "Get lost, you wish!"
After speaking, she wiggled her small butt and ran back home.
Wu Song, left grimacing from her slap, could only watch as Wu Xiaohong ran back home.
Yet the Yang Qi in his abdomen was restless and refused to settle down.
I must find a woman to communicate with.
Otherwise, too much accumulated Yang Qi will cause my body to explode.
Wu Song hurried back home in an awkward posture, sticking his butt out.
Not wanting to be seen by the villagers.
That would be a huge embarrassment.
Wu Song quickly returned home and fetched a basin of cold water, intending to take a cold shower to cool down.
But just as he took off his pants, and before the cold water could splash on his body, the old door squeaked open, and Wu Xiaohong’s charming widow mother, Sun Taoxiang, walked in.
"Wu Song, what happened to Xiaohong? What did you do to her?" Sun Taoxiang wiggled her big hips as she came questioning Wu Song.
Before finishing her sentence, she was stunned, staring dazedly at Wu Song’s rolling pin-like thing.
The wind-standing, flagpole-like donkey thing struck her brain like a thunderbolt.
Sun Taoxiang stared blankly, her mouth inadvertently gaping open.
The charm and delicate whiteness of her face slowly turned pink with shock.
Her pair of moist Taohua eyes became misty.
"Ah, Aunt Taoxiang, sorry, I, I was just taking a bath. Can you..."
Wu Song snapped out of it, hurriedly squatted down to cover himself, and awkwardly explained to Sun Taoxiang.
Without waiting for him to finish, Sun Taoxiang blushed, spat out a "Bah!", and turned to leave.
Her full and round hips were conspicuous under the loose shorts, neither sagging nor losing firmness with the passage of time.
Instead, they appeared richly contoured, the shorts hinting at a line that made one’s heart burn fiercely, tempting one to pull the shorts down and take a closer look.
The donkey thing that Wu Song had just hoped would calm down, now became increasingly blood-pumping, hard like it was about to explode.
Sun Taoxiang walked out of the door but did not leave, instead leaned against it and continued questioning Wu Song: "What’s going on with Xiaohong?"
Wu Song’s heart burned fiercely, wishing to rush forward and press Sun Taoxiang for a round.
But he resisted the impulse, knowing it was wrong.
After all, he was an orphan, only cared for by Old Wu over the years.
Sun Taoxiang also took good care of him.
The villagers looked down on him, except for Sun Taoxiang.
Even when other kids didn’t play with him, she would let Wu Xiaohong play with him.
So Wu Song held great respect for Sun Taoxiang.
Despite feeling impulsive towards her, he restrained himself.
"Aunt, I didn’t do anything, what’s wrong with Xiaohong?" Wu Song quickly splashed himself with cold water.
With one basin of cold water, Wu Song’s heated body gradually calmed down.
"You really don’t know? When she got home, she locked herself in her room. And she kept mumbling your name." Sun Taoxiang asked Wu Song puzzledly.
"What did she say about me?" Wu Song asked, puzzled.
"She called you a hooligan." Sun Taoxiang huffed, "Tell me, does it have something to do with you?"
Wu Song panicked instantly, fearing Sun Taoxiang would misunderstand, he quickly explained: "Aunt, it’s not like that. Xiao Hei and Xiao Huang were mating, and they got bitten by other dogs. So she asked me to help save Xiao Hei..."
"Enough, stop explaining!"
Sun Taoxiang didn’t wait for Wu Song to finish, got up and left.
But her fair face was flushed red. As she walked, her legs couldn’t help but clench together. Looking up, she saw Xiao Hei and Xiao Huang still connected,
shamelessly on the road, as if no one was around.
Sun Taoxiang spat again before rushing back home.
Upon entering her house, she couldn’t resist looking through the door crack at Xiao Hei and Xiao Huang again.
But she felt a sticky sensation between her legs, making her turn away in shame.
Yet her eyes couldn’t help but glance at the cucumber vine in the yard, with several thick cucumbers hanging maturely.
Sun Taoxiang quickly pulled her gaze away, not daring to look too much.
Afraid that looking too much would lead her to do something shameful.
Wu Xiaohong suddenly came out of the house, grabbed a shovel, and left.
"Where are you going?" Sun Taoxiang was startled, quickly stopping Wu Xiaohong, afraid she’d recklessly cause trouble for Wu Song.
"I’m going to hit Xiao Hei, that spineless thing!" Wu Xiaohong said, blushing, and left.
Sun Taoxiang wanted to stop and explain, but couldn’t find the words, ultimately letting Wu Xiaohong go to hit Xiao Hei.
Wu Xiaohong carried the shovel to where Xiao Hei was.
Xiao Hei wagged his tail and shook his butt to flatter his owner in response, inadvertently causing Xiao Huang to whimper and lick Wu Xiaohong submissively,
Wu Xiaohong shamefully swung the shovel down on Xiao Hei’s head.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."
Xiao Hei yelped in pain, not daring to retort nor bite Wu Xiaohong,
Xiao Hei broke free from Xiao Huang, tucking his tail and running home.
Wu Xiaohong laughed triumphantly, humming: "Spineless thing, let’s see if you dare do that again in the future."
"Xiaohong, you’ve hurt Xiao Hei; it might never pay attention to you again." Wu Song, witnessing Wu Xiaohong’s actions entirely, helplessly reminded her.
Wu Xiaohong glared with shame at Wu Song, subconsciously casting a stealthy glance at Wu Song’s crotch.
Fortunately, no rolling pin stood tall there anymore.
Wu Xiaohong felt a bit relieved and somewhat disappointed.
She dragged the shovel back home.
Wu Song, feeling helpless, decided not to go to Wu Xiaohong’s house to explain, turned around, and went home to finish cooking.
After dinner, he went to the river to catch eels.
They cost dozens per pound, much more fun than catching fish.
Grabbing a few can easily sell for hundreds.
But just after finishing dinner,
Wu Xiaohong shyly walked in, standing by the door, pinching her clothes, saying nothing.
Wu Song looked at her pretty and delicate face, which became increasingly charming under the nightfall, causing his heart to stir wildly, agitating the rolling pin again.
"What’s wrong? Have you eaten? If not, eat something here." Wu Song invited Wu Xiaohong.
Wu Xiaohong ignored Wu Song’s question, urgently asking instead: "Did I break Xiao Hei? It’s lying in its nest, ignoring me, and won’t eat the bun I gave it."
"A dog, though a beast, shares many things with humans. If smacked on the head during its business, not just Xiao Hei, even I’d become screwed up." Wu Song laughingly explained to Wu Xiaohong.
"Bah, you’re thinking of doing business, with whom do you want to do it?" Wu Xiaohong scornfully spat at Wu Song, but her gaze was searing hot. fr.e ewe.bno.vel .com
Wu Song’s heart raced, suddenly getting up, pulling Wu Xiaohong into his arms, yearningly growling: "Of course, I want to do it with you."