Chapter 9: Threat
Du Lijuan let out a scream, her whole persona somewhat intoxicated.
"Lijuan, I never thought you’d go as far as to hurt your own nephew!"
Liu Xianglan looked smug, her expression mirroring Li Mengyue’s exactly.
"I didn’t, I really... ah... Xianglan... ah... don’t..."
Du Lijuan tried to object, but Liu Xianglan squeezed her buttocks even harder, even sliding her hand from the back to the front.
Du Lijuan’s lower area was already swollen; this stimulation made it both painful and itchy, unbearably uncomfortable.
Wu Xia watched the scene calmly, unmoved.
Liu Xianglan was two years older than Du Lijuan, but as the wife of the village head, she took great care of herself and looked younger than Du Lijuan.
She often went out with Li Mengyue, and people who didn’t know them thought they were sisters.
After all, she had given birth to Li Mengyue at seventeen, so there wasn’t a huge age difference.