Chapter 29
No man could accept such a thing.
But Wu Dalin did.
Anyway, in the past decade, he hadn’t even touched Wang Damei’s ass.
If he couldn’t do it, then let someone else do it and save ten thousand yuan.
An absolute steal.
Huang Heihu was instantly excited, immediately throwing his arm around Wu Dalin like they were brothers, growing even more intimate.
The few of them continued eating and drinking.
Wang Damei nonchalantly walked out of the house.
She looked around carefully for anyone noticing, and slyly sneaked into Wu Song’s house.
Wu Song had just sent Wu Xiaohong home and was about to gather his things to go to the neighboring village to treat the chickens.
The family raised chickens, and when they got sick, they called Wu Song over.
But just then, he saw Wang Damei sneak in suspiciously.