Immediately squinted his eyes.
The village secretary?
These two sluts are having an affair here in the middle of the night?
Wu Song found it quite funny.
But then he remembered he was just bedding Su Guizhi earlier.
Everyone’s in the same boat.
So he didn’t bother with Village Secretary Wu Dalin and Widow Liu.
Though he remembered how Wu Dalin had bullied him over the years, leaving just seemed too easy on him.
He took out his phone and started filming them.
However, at night without lights, the footage came out shadowy and unclear.
But since they’re all villagers, everyone is quite familiar with each other.
If this video were posted, villagers would instantly recognize Wu Dalin and Widow Liu.
Just as Wu Song finished recording a minute-long video, Wu Dalin began shouting, his butt moving frantically. In the next moment, like a deflated ball, he collapsed on Widow Liu’s butt and started to pant.
Wu Song was suddenly dumbfounded.
Wu Dalin finishes this quickly?
"What’s wrong, have you started?" Widow Liu impatiently urged Wu Dalin.
"Damn, I’ve already finished!" Wu Dalin cursed irritably.
"What? You’ve finished? I didn’t even feel anything, it was a waste of taking my pants off." Widow Liu mumbled disdainfully.
Feeling embarrassed and angry, Wu Dalin slapped Widow Liu’s butt and scolded, "What did you say? Repeat that?"
"Good words don’t need repeating."
"Damn, meet me at Wu Song’s cornfield tomorrow morning then."
"Aren’t you annoying? It was barely a minute, not worth the hassle."
"Damn, one more word from you? Still want your family’s welfare?"
"Okay, got it, see you tomorrow morning then."
"I’m not done with you yet."
Both Wu Dalin and Widow Liu walked away disgrunted.
But Wu Song coldly chuckled.
Sneaking into his cornfield for an affair?
Leaving dirty tissues in his field afterward?
Wu Song watched coldly in the direction Wu Dalin disappeared.
"Damn village secretary, we’ll see."
Wu Song snorted coldly and returned home.
Neither Sun Taoxiang nor Wu Xiaohong came to bother him anymore.
He peacefully practiced his skills until almost dawn.
Because when dawn was about to break, Wu Xiaohong arrived as promised.
Interrupted Wu Song’s practice.
Wu Song looked at Wu Xiaohong, dressed only in thin sleepwear, with those plump jade-like breasts poking up, lifting the fabric into small peaks.
She trembled right in front of Wu Song.
Giggling, she said, "Wu Song, I’m here, are you up for it?"
What could Wu Song say?
He smiled and nodded, then directly lifted Wu Xiaohong’s top, revealing the jade-like breasts that jumped out, giving off a faint freshness that made his heart flutter as he instinctively took them in his mouth.
Meanwhile, he grasped the other, gently pinching its bud with his fingers, using both hand and mouth.
In just a moment, Wu Xiaohong began to moan softly, rubbing her flushed face into Wu Song’s chest, her legs clamping around Wu Song’s thigh, feeling the hair at the root of her legs, already moist, rubbing against his leg, all cool.
You could even feel that little mouth-like spring, constantly pulsing, a steady flow of honey-like liquid spilling out, wetting Wu Song’s thigh.
"Wu Song, I want it..."
Wu Xiaohong couldn’t help but increase her grinding force.
Making Wu Song highly enthused, becoming immensely hard.
"You want it, then I’ll give it to you."
Wu Song said, flipping Wu Xiaohong over, pressing her onto the big bed, lifting her slender jade legs and hooking them over his shoulders, spreading them wide with his arms, pinning them down to Wu Xiaohong’s shoulders, exaggeratingly squeezing out that honeyed spot,
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Wu Song propped up his rolling pin, the tip rubbing against that honeyed spot, getting slick with lubrication, and the next moment, plunged in.
Wu Xiaohong felt the thick and hot rolling pin thrust in, feeling as if she was strung up like candied haws.
The heart of her flower trembled.
The sour yet pleasant tingling made her crazed, her slender waist instinctively began to move.
Wu Song received the signal and began to pound vigorously and intensely.
The dull and loud sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed in Wu Song’s room, mixed with Wu Xiaohong’s suppressed moans, coming together to form the most primal melody.
Only when the sky was fully bright did this fierce battle come to an end.
Wu Xiaohong, supporting the wall, walked out of Wu Song’s yard, occasionally frowning and inhaling as if the inner thighs felt uncomfortable.
It’s because that spot was swollen from Wu Song’s pounding.
But recalling the experience was so thrilling and satisfying.
Wu Xiaohong thought this bit of swelling was nothing and quite worth it.
Meanwhile, Wu Song sat cross-legged with a refreshed mind, refining the Yin Qi absorbed from Wu Xiaohong, strengthening his True Qi.
After refining, he felt so comfortable it seemed he could almost fly.
"The ’Heaven and Earth Yin Yang Scripture’ is indeed vast and profound, extremely mysterious."
Wu Song marveled at this, then finished meditating and stood up.
And next door, Wu Xiaohong started calling Wu Song over for breakfast.
Wu Song came over to see it was only Wu Xiaohong.
"Where’s Aunt?" Wu Song sat down and asked, "Shouldn’t she have gotten up? She gets up early every day."
"Went to the market to sell fish." Wu Xiaohong replied, "Come on, have breakfast. Try the breakfast I made and see if it’s delicious."
Wu Xiaohong said this, expectantly watching Wu Song.
Wu Song took a bite and praised, "Great skills, a future virtuous wife and mother."
Wu Xiaohong then happy laughed, as if she had received a cherished treasure, continuously serving Wu Song more food.
Wu Song laughed while eating, feeling very happy while eating.
Wu Xiaohong cleaned up the dishes and told Wu Song to go home for a nap.
After all, he worked hard during the second half of the night.
But Wu Song didn’t go back for a nap, instead he went to his cornfield.
Were Wu Dalin and Widow Liu not planning to have a secret affair in his cornfield?
Not checking it out made Wu Song uneasy.
Wu Song strolled leisurely to the cornfield, walked in casually, channeling his True Qi to his eyes, turning on X-ray Vision.
Soon he saw Wu Dalin and Widow Liu rolling around in the cornfield.
Wu Song instantly became furious.
Damn it, Wu Dalin’s little toy couldn’t last for a minute.
Yet they occupied at least two square meters of his cornfield.
The corn was all flattened, like a big bed prepared for them.
Widow Liu was kneeling on the corn stalks, her big grinding wheel-like butt facing Wu Song, squeezed in that butt crack was a dense cluster of black hair, and the old spring-like dark hole seemed like a black hole, emitting an infinite pull.
Wu Dalin kneeling behind, staring excitedly, continuously poking around with his fingers, poking until Widow Liu was uncomfortable, shaking her butt.
"Why the hell are you poking? Hurry up and get on!" Widow Liu impatiently urged Wu Dalin.
Wu Dalin was in no hurry, chuckling, "I’m not in a rush, so why are you, you damn hairy bitch!"
Widow Liu snorted coldly, pulled out her phone, and started scrolling videos.
Wu Dalin also picked up his phone, filming Widow Liu’s big butt and dark spring hole, laughed after filming, tossed aside the phone, and started removing his pants, getting ready to mount.
And Wu Song silently arrived behind them.
Picked up Wu Dalin’s phone and continued filming them.
Wu Dalin eagerly climbed up, thrust into that dark spring hole, shrieked like a cat in heat, and soon his butt started twitching.
Wu Song showed disdain, capturing the moment clearly, then used Wu Dalin’s WeChat to post it to the village group chat.