Although Zhang Xiaoshan was saying no, his disordered breathing had already betrayed him.
Jia Lanhua gave a sly smile, then spoke in an extrely frivolous voice.
"Little Shan, do you think I’m pretty?"
"Yes, pretty," Zhang Xiaoshan nodded.
"Then why won’t you touch ?" Jia Lanhua’s tone contained a trace of resentnt.
Before Zhang Xiaoshan could say anything, Jia Lanhua answered her own question.
"Is it because you think I’m too old? I’ll have you know, I’m not even thirty-two yet, only a few years older than you."
"Do you know that older people can be more caring?"
"I’ll only give you one chance, once this opportunity passes, there won’t be another, have you really thought it through?"
Zhang Xiaoshan seed as if he had been electrocuted, his body twitching slightly.
Such a woman was purely deadly.
Otherwise, should he give in?
Just as Zhang Xiaoshan’s will to resist was starting to waver, Jia Lanhua fiercely provoked him again.
"Little Shan, I know you scholars value benevolence and morality, but you also have to see who’s involved."
"This Wang Dahu is no good either, after your parents died, he not only failed to help you and your brother but also seized your family’s land, leading to your brother dying without a decent burial place, buried in the wilderness, have you forgotten?"
"During your exams, he even had soone set you up, tripping you, don’t you hold any grudge against this old bastard?"
As Jia Lanhua instigated, Zhang Xiaoshan’s eyes began to show threads of blood.
The look in his eyes as he gazed at Wu Laohu lying at the door also grew fierce.
This old bastard really wasn’t anything good.
"So, Little Shan, don’t you want to take revenge on this old bastard?"
"Little Shan, co on, I am willing to help you take revenge against him."
"Sister Lanhua, really, really?"
Zhang Xiaoshan turned around, his tone slightly uncertain as he looked at Jia Lanhua, who was within arm’s reach.
In that mont when their eyes t, the flas in their gaze had intensified to the extre, the fire growing fiercer as if to unite together, forming a network of flas, enveloping both Zhang Xiaoshan and Jia Lanhua within it, making it impossible for them to escape.
"I an what I say."
Jia Lanhua unbuttoned the top button of her neckline.
Looking at her delicate collarbone.
"Sister Lanhua."
Zhang Xiaoshan softly called out, lifting Jia Lanhua in his arms and about to head upstairs.
Jia Lanhua wrapped her arms around Zhang Xiaoshan’s neck, her eyes woozy as she looked at Zhang Xiaoshan, gently shaking her head.
"Right here is fine."
"Here, here?"
Zhang Xiaoshan was startled for a mont.
"But, but..."
Zhang Xiaoshan’s eyes signaled towards Wu Laohu lying at the door.
Jia Lanhua, embraced tightly in his arms, said nonchalantly.
"I know this old bastard too well, he’s had so much to drink, he definitely won’t wake up tonight."
"Just relax."
"Then..."
Zhang Xiaoshan’s curiosity was also piqued, as such opportunities were indeed rare.
...
Jia Lanhua had really endured a long ti, been lonely for a long ti.
This was her first ti experiencing such a liberating sensation in her life.
She was very proactive, fearing it might only be this once.
It seed she wanted not just to make up for the regrets of previous years but even to enjoy the next few years all at once.
Zhang Xiaoshan was also exceptionally diligent.
"Crack."
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound from the dining table as one of the legs broke off.
Luckily, Zhang Xiaoshan was quick and caught Jia Lanhua in his arms.
And Wu Damming was awakened by the sound of the table falling.
"Was that thunder?"
Wu Damming, who had been lying at the door, sprung to his feet with a jolt.
"It’s over."
The embraced pair of Zhang Xiaoshan and Jia Lanhua were startled, their hearts instantly chilled.
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