The Rogue Villager Chen Erbao

After waiting for a good ten minutes, he finally saw Fang Yun walking back, looking thoroughly dejected.

Chen Erbao hurried over. "Sister-in-law, are you okay?"

Fang Yun's face was full of bitter frustration as she stared intently at Chen Erbao's crotch.

"I was looking forward to this moment for so long, and of all times, it had to show up now."

Chen Erbao froze for a second, and then it clicked.

'I was right.'

He quickly grabbed Fang Yun's small hand. "Sister-in-law, it's okay, really. We can do this anytime. A few days won't make a difference."

Fang Yun's fair, slender hand immediately pressed against his shaft, caressing it longingly.

Even through his pants, Chen Erbao could clearly feel her soft touch. In no time at all, he was standing at attention again.

Fang Yun's eyes lit up.

"Er Bao, I don't really mind letting you run a red light. I've heard it's even more thrilling during... you know."

Her hand moved to grasp him, kneading gently. Chen Erbao was itching with desire. For a fleeting moment, he wanted to throw all caution to the wind, pin Fang Yun to the chair, and take her right then and there.

But he immediately calmed down, quickly backing away. "Sister-in-law, I can't do that."

"There's really no rush. I'm fine."

Fang Yun stared, unblinking, at the tent in Chen Erbao's pants, her eyes filled with longing.

"But you're already like this. I can't just let you suffer. What if you hurt yourself holding it all in?"

"And I haven't even had a proper taste of it yet."

Chen Erbao gave an honest smile. "It's fine, Sister-in-law. I can hold it in. Really."

Looking back at Chen Erbao, Fang Yun suddenly smiled.

"You might be able to hold back, but I have no intention of doing so."

"Now, listen to me. Sit down."

"But, Sister-in-law..."

Without giving Chen Erbao a chance to refuse, Fang Yun simply used the tent in his pants as a leash, leading him over to a chair. Once he was seated, she slowly knelt before him.

"Don't worry, we have plenty of good times ahead of us. I have no intention of messing up my body right now."

"But I don't necessarily have to use *that* part of me to get a taste of you."

"After all, that's not the only mouth I have."

Fang Yun swept her long, black hair back, tucking it behind her ear before leaning in close to Chen Erbao.

The closer she got, the more she could smell that scent that made her heart race.

'What a rich, masculine scent.'

'How long has it been since I've smelled a scent like this?'

"Er Bao, your scent is amazing."

Her small, pink tongue darted out, lightly dabbing the very tip of the tented fabric. The spot of saliva soaked his pants, and even through the cloth, Chen Erbao could feel the incredible softness of her tongue. A shiver shot through his body.

'I wonder what it would feel like to have that tongue directly on my skin.'

Chen Erbao quickly shook his head. "Sister-in-law, is this really okay?"

Fang Yun shot Chen Erbao a look, clearly having no intention of answering. Instead, her hand slid down and slipped inside his pants.

A cool touch washed over him, and for a second, Chen Erbao felt as if he'd been plunged into an icy world. But that was immediately followed by a soft, enveloping warmth.

Fang Yun pushed both her hands inside his pants. With a firm tug, she stretched the waistband wide, and then, blushing, she ducked her head inside.

Chen Erbao was absolutely stunned. He could clearly feel the contours of Fang Yun's face. Then, something soft began to sweep in circles over every inch of his skin. Finally, he felt hot, heavy breaths right at the "pigeon egg" tip.

'Am I dreaming?'

For countless days and nights, the one thing he'd stared at most was Fang Yun's full, red lips, fantasizing about what it would feel like to be enveloped by them.

'And today, it was actually happening!'

Fang Yun couldn't believe her own boldness. Her vision was completely filled by Chen Erbao's "battering ram." This close, it seemed to tower into the heavens.

'If I could just take it all in...'

Fang Yun's heart raced as she slowly looked up.

Chen Erbao looked down to see his elastic boxers stretched taut, bulging upwards. A cascade of Fang Yun's black hair spilled out from the gap. He instinctively grabbed her long, smooth hair with one hand, while his other hand rested on the bulge.

The soft thing had already pushed back the sheath covering his member and was now tracing circles around it, as if measuring its dimensions.

A few circles to the left, a few to the right... Finally, as he felt her hot breath, Chen Erbao couldn't hold back any longer. The hand resting on the bulge pressed down hard.

In that instant, Fang Yun felt like her jaw was going to dislocate.

It was bigger and went deeper than she had imagined. Her little tongue was pinned in a corner, its tip able to touch the wrinkled skin of his sac.

The sudden intrusion made Fang Yun gag instinctively, her throat tightening. But the taste that immediately flooded her mouth was intoxicating.

Tears welled in her eyes, threatening to spill over. Her breathing grew heavier.

Chen Erbao noticed her reaction and felt a pang of regret. "Sister-in-law, are you okay? I..." he asked quickly, his voice muffled.

Before he could finish, he felt the passage his head was touching suddenly open up, allowing him to explore even deeper. Fang Yun didn't answer. Her nimble tongue began to flutter, her mouth alternately tightening and relaxing. Chen Erbao felt like he was about to ascend to the heavens.

'This feeling... was out of this world.'

「Half an hour later.」

Chen Erbao suddenly clutched Fang Yun's head.

"Sister-in-law, I'm..."

Fang Yun's hands were out of his pants now, gripping his thighs tightly. Her head, which had lifted slightly, suddenly plunged downward with force.

Chen Erbao met her movement, arching his powerful hips.

The floodgates opened!

After a long moment, Fang Yun finally pulled away. She stood up, her face flushed, staring at Chen Erbao with her lips pressed tightly together, saying nothing.

Her stare made Chen Erbao a little nervous. He cleared his throat. "Sister-in-law... are you... are you okay?"

Fang Yun's lips suddenly curved into a seductive smile, and then she opened her mouth.

It was filled with a milky white liquid, her small pink tongue barely visible within.

Then, with a flick of her tongue, her mouth was empty.

Chen Erbao's eyes went wide, his mouth falling open in shock.

'She swallowed it?'

Fang Yun laughed. "Er Bao, I had no idea you were so amazing."

"I'm almost full now."

Chen Erbao blinked, then broke into a smile. "Then from now on, whenever you're hungry, Sister-in-law, I'll be ready."

"Good boy."

Fang Yun was all smiles, but then her expression turned serious.

"Now, it's time to talk business."

"About Jiaqi..."

Chen Erbao's face fell instantly. 'Why are we talking about this again?'

He could understand her concern, though. When it came down to it, it was just a matter of money.

'Now that I have the Joyful Technique, why would I have to worry about making money?'

Chen Erbao spoke up at once. "Sister-in-law, it's actually an easy problem to solve. As long as I earn enough money, will I have to worry about finding someone to marry me in the future?"

Fang Yun shot Chen Erbao an annoyed look. "Listen to you talk, as if making money is the easiest thing in the world."

Chen Erbao's eyes lit up as he noticed the cleavers that had been tossed to one side.

"Sister-in-law, for me, it really isn't that hard."