After finishing, Zhao An embraced Pang Wanjing, whispering sweet nothings, kissing her, and playing with her breasts before withdrawing his penis.
"Wife, take it in my mouth!"
Pang Wanjing's pretty face flushed crimson.
Her normally pale cheeks beca incredibly alluring.
She slowly swallowed, clumsily taking Zhao An's penis into her mouth and sucking.
His penis still emitted a pungent, fishy sll from the friction of his sen, which was quite repulsive.
But she focused intently on cleaning Zhao An's penis, licking it clean with her tongue.
"Hiss, very good, wife. I bought so things; they'll arrive this afternoon.
Then we'll have a water heater. In a few days, I'll have a new house built, and we'll move in.
I'll pay for it; consider it rent.
It can also be left to your son later, as a small compensation."
Zhao An explained his plan, but Pang Wanjing's eyes were gentle…
Zhao An had already thought of this; what could she say?
"Thank you, husband."
Pang Wanjing was genuinely grateful to Zhao An, and she was increasingly able to accept last night's lewdness.
To et a man like this was the greatest happiness for a woman.
At this mont, she made up her mind.
No matter what, she would bear Zhao An a child, give him children, and repay his kindness!
Rural won might be clever and cunning, but their hearts were still simple.
This is why Zhao An likes being in the countryside. He can develop industries and make money there, and he can also enjoy the company of virtuous won—what could be better?
The won in the city are still pregnant; this is the perfect ti for him to indulge himself.
Leaving the kitchen…
Zhao An looked at Wang i, who was weaving bamboo baskets.
He looked her over carefully. Her skin was fair, not very fair, and her pretty face had a certain charm…
She was considered quite pretty in the village.
She usually did so handicrafts at ho, weaving bamboo baskets and feeding chickens and ducks, so her skin was relatively fair.
Unlike Pang Wanjing, who had to work in the fields, her face to the soil and her back to the sky, giving her a sowhat sallow complexion.
Zhao An didn't say anything.
He just smiled at Wang i, and when she wasn't looking, he grabbed her breast through her clothes and squeezed it a few tis.
Wang i frowned slightly, looking at Zhao An with her bright eyes, seemingly both resentful and annoyed. This is a woman torn between whether or not to have an affair, craving excitent yet fearing to disrupt her family.
Lunch wasn't lavish—just a freshly killed chicken and so wild vegetables—but it had a unique atmosphere.
The chicken was chewy and sweet; free-range chicken is just so delicious.
"I'm planning to buy a mountain for aquaculture.
There's a stream at the foot of the mountain that can be turned into ponds for repeated use.
The terraced fields will be used to grow tea trees, and the flat land will be cultivated and sown using chanized tractors. What do you think?"
Zhao An finished his al, put down his bowl, and brewed a pot of tea.
Wang i and Pang Wanjing had no objections, both shaking their heads and saying they had no objections.
Pang Wanjing was eating…
While struggling to keep her thighs together, the man's sen liquefied and began to flow out.
And the mixture of sweat and sen, combined with the temperature change, emitted a pungent, lewd odor that made one want to vomit.
She wanted to finish her al quickly and then wash up, otherwise it would be terrible if she were discovered.
In fact, Wang i had already slled the pungent, fishy odor; the sll of male sen was very strong. She wasn't an ignorant woman; she could tell just by slling it.
Her eyes were focused on her rice bowl, and she didn't say anything, as if it were none of her business.
Just then, Old Pang appeared. Seeing Zhao An, his face lit up. "Oh, teacher, you're here! That's great! I need to talk to you."
"What is it?"
"Sit down and tell ."
Zhao An nodded to Old Pang and offered him a cigarette.
Old Pang took out a lighter and lit Zhao An's cigarette, then took a satisfying puff himself. "Teacher, Daxing just ca to see . He said he fainted, but you were the one who woke him up.
He said if he continues working, he'll faint again.
Teacher, you also know dicine?"
Zhao An, seeing Pang Wanjing's puzzled expression, explained what had happened that morning. "A little, but not proficient."
"Old Pang, is there sothing you need?"
"Oh, right, I have good news for you.
I've already contacted a construction team and they've started working along the highway. They'll have the road completed in a month, all high-quality cent.
I want to lease so farmland in the village. Could you help find a suitable price?"
Speaking of money, Old Pang was no longer sleepy.
And very excitedly, she said, "Teacher, is this true?"
"Of course, I never lie.
By the way, I haven't been teaching here long, so I'll need Aunt Pang to be my nanny.
I'm not good at laundry or cooking, I'm rather lazy, haha, just letting you know in advance."
Zhao An gave her a heads-up.
Old Pang made a nonchalant expression, "Oh, teacher, it's nothing, it's good that my sister found a job.
How about we go take a look at the farmland you wanted?
Don't worry, I definitely won't let them ask for more.
It's rare for a teacher to be interested in investing, I'll definitely help no matter what.
But, teacher, are you really a doctor?"
She patted her chest confidently, then asked cautiously, seemingly still unconvinced.
Zhao An chuckled; she probably wanted sothing from him.
"Of course, let's go outside and talk as we walk.
Auntie, please enjoy your al. Take care of things here.
I'll ask you to work as nannies later; it'll be convenient for the children to study away from ho.
We can also go for a walk then. You can discuss it beforehand; it's up to you whether you want to co or not.
Old Pang, let's go for a walk and talk as we go."
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