The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 237 - 237 236 Accident

237: Chapter 236 Accident 237: Chapter 236 Accident Against the phone number found from Chen Yuanxin, Liu Hun still hadn’t dialed it, so even Liao Qianji couldn’t track down any clues for the time being.

Therefore, Liu Hun had no choice but to head back with Zhao Mingjie, to her place, of course, until Liu Hun returned to Taiping Town the next day.

After being with Zhao Mingjie, he noticed something, the more she was tapped into, the harder she became, just like drilling into rock, from just a hint of shyness in the beginning to later, blatantly shaking on top of him non-stop, as if sifting chaff, with the added annoyance of her seemingly limitless endurance, shaking all over and crying out without ever climbing down.

After returning to Taiping Town, Liu Hun’s first order of business was to find Ren Peiling who, naturally, didn’t let him escape a thorough and in-depth “Lecture on the Correct Use of Piling Machines” in her office.

Only after this did Liu Hun discuss his entire plan with Ren Peiling.

“You’re going to attend the County Committee meeting?” Ren Peiling buttoned up the top of her shirt, then opened the office door—after all, it wouldn’t do to keep the door closed too long in broad daylight.

Liu Hun nodded while sitting on the sofa, “Yes, even though I’ve already done what I had to.

But still…

I’m worried.

After all, the merging of the three villages was my proposal, and I want to be there, even if just to observe.”

In fact, according to Liu Hun’s usual style, he could have just pulled up a seat and watched the excitement unfold.

But this time was different, because it involved Wan Qiliang, a man with unknown backers and the possibility of encountering another Superpower User.

It was like carrying a snake in your pocket, never knowing when it might bite you—an uncertain factor, so he had to attend.

Ren Peiling was like that—calm, sensible, and gentle.

Though she didn’t understand why Liu Hun, who had already arranged everything perfectly, still wanted to attend the County Committee meeting, she would follow through with whatever her man said, and so she told Liu Hun, “I have no say in this matter, but we can discuss it with Mayor Xiao Yanzi; there shouldn’t be any problem.”

“Let’s go now!” Liu Hun said as he stood up from the sofa but then had a second thought and pulled out his phone to send a text message.

Ren Peiling asked curiously, “Who are you texting?”

“An old friend!

Let’s go, we’ll pay a visit to Mayor Xiao Yanzi,” Liu Hun finished, smiling while gently pinching Ren Peiling’s cheek, quite plump indeed.

When visiting someone of the Mayor’s stature, it’s crucial to make a call in advance, which isn’t the same as dropping by Old Li’s house.

Luckily, when Ren Peiling placed the call, the attendant said Xiao Yanzi was at home, so the two set off for her residence.

The villa district of “Mountain View Bay” had an elegant name that matched its location and design—secluded, tranquil, obviously a place where the wealthy lived.

Liu Hun didn’t expect Xiao Yanzi to live there, nor did he anticipate her accepting their visit so openly.

He didn’t know whether Xiao Yanzi was genuinely well-off or if she was following the path of “poor in everything but never in appearance.” Anyway, if Xiao Yanzi herself didn’t mind, neither did he.

The pair arrived at Xiao Yanzi’s villa resembling something out of the Mediterranean, surrounded by blossoming flowers and the full bloom of spring, which left Ren Peiling in awe and endless admiration.

Liu Hun knocked on the door, which was answered by an elderly servant who courteously greeted them with a smile and asked, “May I know who you are looking for?”

“My name is Liu Hun, and this is Ren Peiling, the Mayor of Taiping Town.

We’ve come to visit Mayor Xiao Yanzi,” Liu Hun told the old servant.

“Mayor Xiao Yanzi has been expecting you, please come in,” the servant said, ushering Liu Hun and Ren Peiling inside.

After pouring tea for the guests, the servant spoke, “Please wait for a moment, Mayor Xiao Yanzi is still bathing upstairs and will be down shortly.

I have some urgent matters at home today, so please forgive the slight wait.” With that, the servant excused himself with a smile and left the villa.

“Who knew Mayor Xiao Yanzi’s place would be so lavish!

She only hired one servant?

For such a big house, shouldn’t she hire a few more?” Ren Peiling marveled at the luxury of Xiao Yanzi’s home while expressing her puzzlement.

Liu Hun glanced around.

Having already seen the splendor of Hu Group’s headquarters, he was no longer amazed by Xiao Yanzi’s home.

As for the fact that there was only one servant…

“Every household has its cross to bear, every bamboo its splinters.

Everyone has things they don’t want too many outsiders to know, especially at home.

It’s pretty normal,” Liu Hun said, sipping his tea while speaking to Ren Peiling.

Suddenly, Ren Peiling let out a soft gasp and walked over to an oil painting, then started to explain it to Liu Hun like a museum guide.

Liu Hun wasn’t too interested in these foreign paintings, featuring half-naked or completely undressed figures with plenty of flab—not at all to his taste.

If you talk about beauty, he truly believed that Chinese ink and wash paintings were beautiful, with their majestic and natural spirit, embodying unfathomable ambitions within the limited canvas—an expression of what a man’s aspirations ought to appreciate.

Ren Peiling, who was admiring the oil painting, suddenly stopped talking, then paused for a few seconds, and then frantically waved her hands at Liu Hun, saying, “Come over here and listen!”

“What’s up?

The painting can talk?” Liu Hun walked over, puzzled.

Ren Peiling grabbed Liu Hun and pulled him over, then pointed upstairs and said, “Listen!”

Liu Hun’s Qi Force instantly surged to his ears, and the sounds from upstairs came through clearly, “It’s not the painting, it’s a woman…

Mayor Xiao!” After saying that, he dashed upstairs, and Ren Peiling hurriedly followed.

Thanks to the Qi Force in his ears, Liu Hun accurately located the room where the noises were coming from.

Ren Peiling also arrived shortly after, but when he tried the doorknob, he found it wouldn’t budge.

At that moment, Ren Peiling pulled him back and whispered, “From the sound of it…

it seems like Mayor Xiao is doing ‘that thing.’ Isn’t it inappropriate for us to barge in like this?”

Liu Hun stepped back and said to Ren Peiling, “She’s in danger!” Possessing the Qi Force in his ears, the sounds he heard were much more accurate than what Ren Peiling could discern from outside the door.

He didn’t have time to explain further; he kicked the door open with a flying kick.

The two of them charged in one after another to find a large bathroom with a semi-transparent curtain that barely revealed the convulsing figure lying in the bathtub.

Liu Hun rushed forward and yanked off the curtain to reveal the person lying in the bathtub—it was none other than Xiao Yanzi, Mayor Xiao!

At that moment, the water in the bathtub was completely drained, and Xiao Yanzi lying inside was stark naked.

Her pale skin displayed an overstimulated, oxygen-deprived flush of pink.

Her substantial grapefruit-sized breasts shook violently with her convulsions, looking like hopping rabbits, tempting anyone who saw them to grab hold.

Her long legs were spread wide open and trembling, much like a frog’s, as if she were afraid someone might miss seeing her most tender parts.

“Sa…

save…

me…” Xiao Yanzi had her head raised, her cheeks flushed an unnatural red, very much resembling Ren Peiling at the moment.

Such a scene caused Ren Peiling to blush as red as a hot iron pot, her face full of embarrassment.

She had never expected the dignified Mayor to be lying there so exposed.

If not for her impressive figure, one might only think of a dying frog.

“Liu Hun!

Mayor Xiao…

seems to have wet herself…

Could something be wrong with her?” Ren Peiling whispered from behind Liu Hun, the scene before them being too provocative and shocking.

“It’s not incontinence, it’s vaginal prolapse!” Liu Hun explained briefly to Ren Peiling.

He still remembered clearly this happening when he was a teenager, the age when he used to climb over the walls into young wives’ and widows’ yards.

Once, he even caught a glimpse of Auntie Zhang Ju, a woman from the Bai Lian clan, enjoying herself too much and ending up in the same state.

With Zhang Ju’s figure, let alone Xiao Yanzi’s, not even Bai Lian could compare—a perfect example of a fermented mantou gone bad, which left quite the shadow on his teenage years.

Liu Hun didn’t bother to explain further to Ren Peiling; he immediately picked Xiao Yanzi up from the bathtub, placing one hand on her wrist and said, “Mayor Xiao, take deep breaths and relax.

It’s okay, I’ve got everything under control!” With that, his Qi Force shot into Xiao Yanzi’s body.

“Mmm…” Xiao Yanzi, who had been holding her head high, jerked it even higher, like a greedy goose, and her body stretched out like a pulled spring, her eyes fixed on Liu Hun.

A few seconds later, she let out a long sigh, more drawn out and plaintive than a Qin opera melody, and even Ren Peiling felt a shiver down to her bones from the relieved sigh.

“Sizzle…

Plop!”

Right after the sigh, as if thunder must be followed by rain, there came an intense tinkling from between Xiao Yanzi’s thighs which were already dripping, followed by something falling to the ground.

Liu Hun and Ren Peiling looked down and saw a small pink ball, buzzing around on the floor like a playful flea.

Xiao Yanzi, naturally feeling the reactions of her own body, instantly turned red from her face to her neck, along with her breasts turning a deeper shade of red, though this time, it was sheer embarrassment.

“Take me…

to the bedroom,” Xiao Yanzi said softly to Liu Hun, and then twisted her face away to hide it in Liu Hun’s arm.

Hearing this, Ren Peiling felt an indescribable emotion; she never imagined Xiao Yanzi would ask Liu Hun to carry her into the bedroom right in front of her.

Ten minutes later, Liu Hun was standing outside Xiao Yanzi’s villa, looking up at the white clouds above, feeling he couldn’t fathom women.

Xiao Yanzi had let him carry her to the bedroom, and after he put her down, she told him, “You can leave now; just let Peiling stay with me.

That’s fine.”

At least Ren Peiling was still in the house, and it seemed likely that things would go as planned on Thursday.

As for his future relationship with Xiao Yanzi, he would just have to play it by ear.