Huh?
Zhang Xinran and Zhang Xintong were both stunned.
Zhang Xintong imdiately looked at her sister.
Showing a look of surprise.
Zhang Xinran hesitated for a mont, then got furious: "How dare you flirt with ?"
She had always been boasting about a man’s prowess in front of her sister, Zhang Xintong.
And now, Wu Song was saying her plumbing was clogged today?
This was a slap in the face.
Wu Song chuckled lightly, "Whether I’m flirting or not, you know the truth. If you don’t want your problem solved, that’s up to you. After all, I’m just a vet, not responsible for human problems."
Zhang Xinran glared at Wu Song with sha and anger, "You’re outrageous! You know you’re just a vet, and yet you dare to talk about my matters?!"
Wu Song chuckled, "You know whether you have a problem or not. Do you still want your sweetheart checked out? If so, I’ll take a look; if not, I’ll prescribe sothing for Sister Xintong’s chicken."
Zhang Xinran was about to explode, but Zhang Xintong quickly said, "Oh co on, sis, Xiao Wu is just straightforward, not intending to do anything inappropriate. Where’s your sweetheart? Hurry and get it out of the car for him to see."
Zhang Xinran gave Wu Song a hateful glare, but she was genuinely shocked inside.
Because Wu Song had really pointed out her problem.
The man she’s with is the director of the county livestock bureau, and he is over forty, married. She’s just the mistress, which is prestigious in a way but without recognition, and the nightlife is lacking. The director is middle-aged, coupled with excessive indulgence, and down there it just doesn’t work.
Every ti they want to do sothing, Zhang Xinran has to spend ages getting it up, and barely puts it in for a minute before it turns soft like a snotty slug,
making Zhang Xinran very uncomfortable.
But she doesn’t dare say anything.
She just keeps going at it.
Getting it to a half-hard state again and then putting it in, but even then it doesn’t last a minute or two.
Each ti wanting to get sothing done requires trendous effort.
And it always ends up with Zhang Xinran feeling unsatisfied, and after a while, she felt extrely empty and lonely, secretly buying an electric fake boyfriend to satisfy herself, but every ti she finished, she still felt very empty.
But for the sake of face, she often boasts about the director’s prowess in front of Zhang Xintong.
Unexpectedly, today, Wu Song exposed her directly.
Making her lose face.
But she had to admit, Wu Song seed to have so impressive veterinary skills.
So she decided to let him take a look at her puppy, as several pet hospitals couldn’t treat its illness.
Zhang Xinran opened her dolphin electric car and carried out a pure white little poodle.
The little poodle was wearing clothes and shoes.
It looked listlessly at Wu Song and Zhang Xinran.
In Zhang Xinran’s arms, it seed very weak, constantly whining and looking very uncomfortable.
"You’ve taken such good care of this little dog. You’ve been holding it since you bought it at a month old?" Zhang Xintong sighed.
"Not at all, I got it when it was just ten days old, raised like a son. I hold it every day, never let it touch the ground. The ground’s too dirty. Just don’t know why recently it has been like this, constantly whining, listless, looks so painful."
Zhang Xinran held the poodle lovingly, gave Wu Song a look, and said, "I’ve taken it to several pet hospitals, tried dication and injections, but they don’t work. Do you know what’s going on?"
Zhang Xintong also looked at Wu Song.
Waiting for Wu Song’s diagnosis.
Wu Song glanced at Zhang Xintong and said, "From when the little dog was ten days old, you’ve been holding it all the ti? Never let it down?"
"Of course, how could I let my treasure touch the ground? It’s too dirty," Zhang Xinran said, looking around disdainfully.
Zhang Xintong grinned slightly, teased, "Yeah, the ground is very dirty, how can we let your treasure fall to the ground here?"
Wu Song smiled and said, "Your treasure doesn’t have any major illness, it’s quite easy to treat."
"Ah? Quite easy to treat? What do you an?" Zhang Xintong was dumbfounded looking at Wu Song, thinking he was bragging. After all, so many pet hospitals couldn’t treat it, and Wu Song said it was simple?
The next mont, she saw Wu Song grabbing the little poodle from her arms, ignoring Zhang Xinran’s exclamation and attempt to stop him, and imdiately took off its clothes and shoes, tossing them to Zhang Xinran,
Then he took the poodle to the vegetable garden at the door, and casually tossed it on the ground.
"Ah... what are you doing? Are you crazy? You threw my baby on the ground, I’m livid!" Zhang Xinran rushed angrily towards Wu Song.
In the hurry, her stride was a bit big, and her short skirt flew up, revealing black lace safety pants, tightly wrapping her legs and triangular area, making a captivating little bump, with a faint groove in the middle.
Wu Song secretly thought it was satisfying to watch.
As Zhang Xinran reached Wu Song, she was so mad and was scolding Wu Song when she was about to bend to pick up the little poodle,
The little poodle that had been whimpering on the ground suddenly jumped up, barked twice, and ran with excitent and energy.
Zhang Xinran, not paying attention, was startled. She was wearing dium-high heels and imdiately fell into the edge hole of the vegetable plot.
"Ah..."
Her body uncontrollably lunged towards the ground, making Zhang Xinran scream loudly, flailing her arms, looking for sothing to hold onto,
She couldn’t accept that her high-end, clean outfit was about to fall into the mud.
"Save !"
Zhang Xinran shouted towards Wu Song.
Wu Song quickly rushed over, grabbing Zhang Xinran, scooping her up from the ground.
But unfortunately, his arms and hands both grabbed Zhang Xinran’s chest.
The skimpy little camisole imdiately got pulled and torn, slipping off her body, exposing her fair, delicate arms and collarbone.
And when Wu Song lifted her up, the camisole slid down to her waist.
Two milky-white breasts bounced out, she actually went commando without a bra, there were only nipple covers covering the two cherry tips.
And she herself instinctively grabbed onto Wu Song’s waist with one hand due to the distance, the other hand holding onto his crotch.
What the hell.
Wu Song cursed internally, feeling tricked.
The rolling pin she firmly held onto jumped up imdiately, getting thick and hard, making Zhang Xinran’s hand fully occupied.
Zhang Xinran, regaining her senses, hadn’t realized her circumstances,
But once she steadied herself, she noticed the problematic thing in her hand, instinctively squeezed it, surprised by its substantial heat and pulsing hardness.
Zhang Xinran looked down, her eyes widened, and she exclaid: "Ah, it’s so big..."
The next mont she promptly shut her mouth, but was reluctant to let go, instead tightening her grip, with her eyes fixed intensely, unable to look away.
Her heart marveled at how big and thick it was, imagining how wonderful it would feel if it thrust inside her!
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