Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 41 Doing That Kind of Thing

Chapter 41: Chapter 41 Doing That Kind of Thing

Zhao Jiayao was covered in sweat, looking like she had just been through a major battle.

Her eyes were filled with emotion, tears glistening, her skin a slight pink as if it had been ravished, her small face showed pitiful expression, her red lips slightly parted, panting heavily.

Seeing Chen Dashan stop, Zhao Jiayao relaxed, lying on the bed carelessly like a salted fish, completely savoring the earlier feeling.

"Dashan, you are really amazing."

"Did you use to treat people like this before?"

Zhao Jiayao asked, tilting her head to look at Chen Dashan. Chen Dashan watched the woman in front of him; this mature lady was completely unconcerned about her image. At this moment, she was just wearing underwear, talking to him casually. Did she think Chen Dashan was not a man?

"No."

Chen Dashan looked at her high, bulging peaks, her flat and tight abdomen, then the plump little bread below, even the edge of her panties, and those fine hairs.

Wait a minute...

On the white sheets, there was a dark patch, and looking at the root of Zhao Jiayao’s thighs, it was wet.

Chen Dashan’s blood rushed to his head, grabbing Zhao Jiayao’s ankle and pulling her into his arms. She wanted it, as long as she didn’t refuse, Chen Dashan was very willing as well.

Zhao Jiayao was startled, feeling Chen Dashan’s different reaction, mixed feelings arose in her heart; one part was anticipation, yearning for Chen Dashan’s big weapon, another part was thrill, in this unfamiliar small house, with this man whom she had only met twice.

She couldn’t let people find any evidence. So many years had passed, no need to be hasty.

Thinking this, Zhao Jiayao pushed away Chen Dashan, stumbling, "I, I am not interested in this, little brother, come back when you’ve grown bigger."

After saying this, Zhao Jiayao hurriedly dressed herself while giggling.

Not interested?

Chen Dashan’s mouth twitched, wasn’t this telling lies with eyes open? Whose water was on the bed then?

After all, they were here for business, Chen Dashan didn’t point it out, smilingly continued, "Then I will treat Sister Zhao next time."

"Sure, let’s agree, next time when you come to collect fruit, you help me heal."

Feeling awkward seeing the stain on the sheet, Zhao Jiayao’s face flushed, she dressed quickly and fled out of the room.

Hearing the noise inside, Zheng Lin’en outside hurriedly tidied her clothes and saw Zhao Jiayao coming out. She immediately got up, extending her neck to look inside.

After Chen Dashan came out and bid farewell to Zhao Jiayao, Zheng Lin’en quickly rushed into the room, looking at the messy bed, with a huge wet patch in the middle, her emotions got mixed up.

Why was she jealous? Could it be she had fallen for Brother Dashan?

Zheng Lin’en frowned, standing there dazed.

"What are you thinking?"

Chen Dashan entered, starting to clean the mess without saying a word. Looking at his handsome profil,e Zheng Lin’en suddenly asked, "Brother Dashan, did you do that thing with that woman?"

"That thing?"

Chen Dashan asked in return, Zheng Lin’en’s face turned red to her neck, stumbling, "That thing, I could hear it from outside, and see this bed sheet..."

Chen Dashan laughed, "She is a big boss in the town, coming to talk business. Just had a little problem, I gave her a massage."

Massage?

Was it necessary to scream like that during a massage?

The whole village must have heard it; besides, that woman sounded so happy. Brother Dashan was clearly lying to her.

In a huff, Zheng Lin’en said, "If it’s a massage, I want it too, now."

While speaking, she put Chen Dashan’s big hand on her round buttocks, biting her lips, as if saying she had what the other woman had.

The little girl saw Chen Dashan looking over, immediately straightened her chest, appearing unyielding.

"Slap!" Chen Dashan slapped Zheng Lin’en’s butt, saying sternly, "You’re not sick, what to massage?"

"Alright, stop messing around, I have something to do, heading out."

After saying this, Chen Dashan was about to leave, but Zheng Lin’en grabbed his arm, her tiny rabbits on her chest squeezing his arm, soft and warm, feeling wonderful.

Because of Zhao Jiayao, Chen Dashan’s anger hadn’t gone down. That place had held for a long time, it couldn’t continue like this, a woman was needed to vent.

Plus Zheng Lin’en pulling this stunt too, Chen Dashan’s last line of defense was close to breaking.

"Okay or not, Brother Dashan!"

Zheng Lin’en shook Chen Dashan’s arm, not knowing if it was intentional or not, with each shake, his arm rubbed against her firm peaks, even his hand could feel the hot, protruding place below.

"It’s okay! Next time!"

Chen Dashan didn’t want to say much, pulling away Zheng Lin’en’s arm, heading straight to Li Xiaobao’s home.

He was full of fire, needing a release.

In broad daylight, most people in the village were working in the fields. Chen Dashan walked briskly, meeting only a few villagers on the way.

"Dashan is here?"

Li Hai was lying leisurely on a lounge chair in the yard, seeing Chen Dashan coming, first surprised, then showed a subtle expression, smiling.

As the village head, he didn’t need to work like ordinary villagers; he had many ways to make money.

Yet when facing Chen Dashan, he only had the option to ingratiate.

Hearing Li Hai’s voice, Chen Dashan didn’t want to waste words, nodding slightly and headed straight to the second-floor bridal chamber of Zhao Yaqian and Li Xiaobao.

Li Hai watched Chen Dashan’s back, knowing he came to do his daughter-in-law in broad daylight, didn’t dare to make a peep, still had to maintain the dignity as a village head.

Li Hai quickly got up, closing the yard gate.

To prevent the noise later being too loud, losing face if the villagers heard it.

"Dashan?"

In the house lying on the bed and browsing on her phone, Zhao Yaqian heard the door opening, thinking nothing of it, either Li Xiaobao or father-in-law Li Hai.

Suddenly a thick big hand roughly flipped her over, making her raise her round butt, no need to guess, such a domineering man could only be Chen Dashan.

Chen Dashan didn’t bother to talk, his hardness down there couldn’t wait anymore, not even taking the pants off, slipping them to his ankles, his big hands roughly kneading Zhao Yaqian’s buttocks, feeling thick and full.

Looking at the tender Peach Blossom Spring between, Chen Dashan showed no pity, raising his weapon and charging.

"Uh... ah, ah... Dashan, slow down!"

"I’m going to break."

"So hot, what’s wrong with you today?"

Zhao Yaqian posed, raising her butt high, moving with Chen Dashan’s thrusts, while turning her head to care for him, still screaming loudly in pain with a bit of excitement.

"Squeak... squeak..."

The bed made rhythmic sounds, after a long session, Chen Dashan finally felt some relief.

Thinking about Zhao Jiayao’s peach butt, and her voluptuous body, with each move Chen Dashan wanted to thrust harder.

Seeing Zhao Yaqian’s red lips opening and closing, her red lips and white teeth looked extremely beautiful, and with their intense action, Zhao Yaqian’s cheeks were flushed, her pink tongue kept licking the corner of her mouth.

"Ah... I want it, give it to me!"

Hearing Zhao Yaqian’s moaning, Chen Dashan slapped her butt, commanding, "Turn around."