Zhang Xiaoshan was already fuming when he heard Jia Lanhua’s sarcastic remarks, and he imdiately responded sowhat irritably.
"What does it matter to you if Xu Jing and I are fighting?"
At this, Jia Lanhua was not pleased either.
"Oh, you heartless Zhang Xiaoshan, you’ve already slept with , and you—you’re fooling around with Mr. Xu behind my back, yet you still act so self-righteous?"
"Don’t you feel even a bit guilty?"
Jia Lanhua put on a very angry face.
Zhang Xiaoshan looked her over and finally understood why Luo ili kept warning him that he could ss with any woman in the village, but he must never provoke Jia Lanhua.
Her mind was just too narrow, and she had no insight whatsoever.
But could Zhang Xiaoshan let Jia Lanhua have the upper hand?
He hit back at her without the slightest courtesy.
"Aunt Lanhua, your words are unreasonable. You slept with of your own free will; I didn’t put a knife to your throat. Besides, I’m not married—what’s wrong with dating a young girl like Mr. Xu?"
"Don’t forget you’re a married woman with a husband; do you expect to never get married?"
"You, you..."
Jia Lanhua was so angered by his retort that her face turned green.
Yet, Zhang Xiaoshan’s words made sense, and she couldn’t find anything to counter them with for the mont.
"You, you—you little rascal! Once you’ve pulled up your pants, you deny everything. Right, right, you’re correct—I’m a married woman without a future with you. Fine then, from now on, never co looking for . We’re through. If I let you touch again, I might as well sew it up and ruin myself."
Jia Lanhua was a fiery woman and not accustod to being insulted; she stord off in a huff.
Zhang Xiaoshan watched as Jia Lanhua walked away.
Her figure was truly too good, especially those long, shapely legs. How many won could compare? Their last encounter had left an indelible impression of delight on Zhang Xiaoshan.
He had only experienced her once. If Jia Lanhua really decided to cut ties with him, would he have another opportunity to explore her deeply?
He then recalled Wu Damming’s ugly deanor when he had been causing trouble for him.
"Fine, you cause trouble, I’ll sleep with your wife."
Zhang Xiaoshan hurriedly chased after Jia Lanhua.
"Sister Lanhua, wait for !"
Zhang Xiaoshan caught Jia Lanhua’s arm.
He dragged her into the nearby cornfield, pulling and tugging her along.
"Let go of ! Weren’t you just being harsh with , saying I shouldn’t ddle in your affairs? Why won’t you let go?" demanded Jia Lanhua with a glare.
Zhang Xiaoshan replied with a grin on his face.
"Hehehe, Sister Lanhua, I was just arguing with Mr. Xu and got carried away in the heat of the mont. Hit if you want, co on, hit ."
Zhang Xiaoshan took Jia Lanhua’s hand and started slapping it against his chest.
"You’re shaless, you know."
Jia Lanhua imdiately softened a lot in her deanor.
"Hehe, so you’re not mad at anymore?"
Zhang Xiaoshan seized the mont to pull Jia Lanhua into his embrace, his hand moving down from her lower back.
"You’re going to die, you—stop pulling and tugging. It’s bad if soone sees us," said Jia Lanhua, feeling delighted inside.
"What’s there to be afraid of? There’s no one else in the cornfield."
With that, Zhang Xiaoshan pushed Jia Lanhua down against the cornstalks.
..."Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, you brute, be gentle; you’re crushing ."
"Should I stop then?"
"No, don’t, hurry up; soone could co soon."
"Call ’husband.’"
"No, it’s too embarrassing."
"Ooh, ooh, ooh, husband, husband..."
After a long ti.
"You little scoundrel, you just know how to take advantage of , and later you’ll deny it again," said Jia Lanhua, sending a flirty look to Zhang Xiaoshan as she got dressed.
"Sister Hua, you can be assured I’ll treat you well for the rest of my life; I’ll never deny it," Zhang Xiaoshan said contentedly, as if honey coated his lips.
Jia Lanhua was like a superbly delicious dish, irresistible.
It was hard for any woman to make him feel like flying.
He didn’t really want to cut ties with Jia Lanhua.
Moreover, she was Wu Damming’s wife, which made the thrill of their encounters even more stimulating for him.
It was the ultimate experience of revenge.
For Jia Lanhua, it was the sa.
Being with Wu Damming was like living in widowhood; it was Zhang Xiaoshan who had brought her a second spring.
Quitting Zhang Xiaoshan would be as hard as ascending to the heavens.
Furthermore, after Zhang Yishan’s recent spirited performance, Jia Lanhua was not just free of anger towards him, but she was loving him to her core.
"You just know how to deceive . You have Mr. Xu; once you get married, you’ll forget about ," Jia Lanhua spoke as she lay in Zhang Xiaoshan’s arms.
Zhang Xiaoshan said,
"How could I? Besides, you just saw Mr. Xu and fall out, right? It’s because I refused to et her parents back ho. I’m not planning to get married anyti soon."
"Really?" Jia Lanhua’s eyes imdiately brightened.
A man’s mouth is a lying fiend.
Zhang Xiaoshan continued to bluff.
"Of course, I like you, Sister Hua; I want to be with you forever."
"Then let ask you, have you really not slept with Wu Biao’s wife?"
"Nonsense, I have you. Why would I care for a woman like that? You’re much better than her," he assured her.
Hearing this, Jia Lanhua was over the moon.
"If you dare lie to , I’ll slap you."
She reached down with one hand.
"Ow, you’re misbehaving again."
Feeling the sudden movent, Jia Lanhua’s eyes lit up.
"Heehee, let reward you," she said as she leaned over and knelt down.
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