The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 107

Chapter 107: Chapter 107

Wu Song burst into laughter.

"Into the ditch? Then go ahead, try it."

Instead of stopping, Wu Song’s fingers deftly found their way to the soft spot.

A slight increase in pressure.

Qin Wushuang immediately let out a soft moan as the car suddenly lurched forward, indicating that she lost control of the steering.

"Oh, stop it! We’re really going to end up in the ditch!" Qin Wushuang quickly grabbed Wu Song’s hand with one hand while trying to drive with the other, preventing him from messing around.

Wu Song chuckled, releasing Qin Wushuang, letting her off the hook.

Qin Wushuang sighed with relief, feeling a strange mixture of anxiety and emptiness.

The Wu Family Village is less than three kilometers from the township government.

It’s all concrete roads.

Qin Wushuang drove and arrived at the village entrance in a few minutes.

"Okay, stop here, I can walk back myself. The roads in the village aren’t great." Wu Song instructed Qin Wushuang to stop the car.

Qin Wushuang pulled the car over to the side and turned her head to Wu Song, "Then I won’t see you off."

"If you get out of the car with me, don’t bother going back. Just rest at my place and head out tomorrow morning." Wu Song grinned mischievously, reaching between Qin Wushuang’s legs and rubbed again.

Qin Wushuang felt a rush of heat and quickly squeezed her legs together, protesting, "No way, I can’t go back with you. If I do, I might not be able to walk home tomorrow."

Wu Song was so strong; spending a night with Wu Qing would surely leave her worn out.

Qin Wushuang pleaded with Wu Song, "Good brother, I’m asking you, please stop. I really have to go back."

"So early, and you won’t be able to sleep. How about some pre-bedtime exercise?" Wu Song continued to rub with his fingers.

Qin Wushuang felt a sticky sensation starting to form inside, not daring to let Wu Song continue. She scolded, "It’s already past eleven, what’s early about that? If we’re delayed any longer, I’ll be late for work tomorrow morning!"

"The village chief is your aunt, what happens if you’re late?" Wu Song teased, but his fingers were already withdrawn, rubbing against each other, feeling a bit sticky.

Wu Song felt a thrill; Qin Wushuang was quite responsive. After just a little teasing, she was already so wet.

"That’s exactly why I can’t be late or leave early. Otherwise, wouldn’t I be tarnishing my aunt’s reputation?" Qin Wushuang said seriously.

Wu Song nodded with a smile, "Makes sense. Then I’ll let you off the hook?"

Qin Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, nodding, "Yes, yes, I’m going back now."

Wu Song nodded, pushing open the car door to get out.

Qin Wushuang shifted the car around, waved goodbye to Wu Song, and left.

Wu Song watched the car leave, and suddenly a sour voice sounded from behind, "What, trying to become a stone waiting for your wife?"

Wu Song turned around and saw Wu Yuling, filled with jealousy. He walked over with a grin, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and pulled her into his embrace. His hands naturally glided over to her raised backside, starting to knead it, before saying, "What’s a stone waiting for a wife?"

Wu Yuling raised her hand to slap Wu Song’s hand and scolded, "Stop touching."

Of course, Wu Song ignored her, continuing to touch.

Fortunately, it was nighttime.

Although Wu Yuling nervously looked around, she ultimately pretended not to notice and let Wu Song continue touching.

"Hmph, don’t you know a stone waiting for a wife?"

Wu Song chuckled, "I’m just a small veterinarian; why would I know that stuff? I’m not going to university."

"What did Village Chief Qin take you to do?" Wu Yuling asked Wu Song curiously.

"Obviously to do some dirty work, what else?" Wu Song grinned wickedly.

Wu Yuling rolled her eyes at Wu Song, "Can you be a bit more decent?"

"But didn’t you say I was going to become a stone waiting for my wife?" Wu Song laughed.

"Didn’t you say you didn’t understand it?" Wu Yuling teased.

"Sure, I don’t understand it." Wu Song nodded.

"You!" Wu Yuling grew frustrated, grabbing Wu Song’s crotch, grasping his gun through his pants.

"Whoa! What are you doing?" Wu Song gasped, grabbing Wu Yuling’s buttocks.

Wu Yuling couldn’t help but inhale sharply, her butt burning with pain but also feeling an unusual itch creeping up her rear end.

"Let go!" Wu Yuling squeezed the gun in her hand.

Wu Song’s weapon was stimulated and immediately hardened.

Wu Yuling couldn’t grasp it with just one hand.

Though Wu Yuling had experienced it before, at this moment, holding it, she couldn’t help but marvel.

It was so large, so masculine!

She couldn’t let it go.

But Wu Song also refused to let go of her buttocks, instead, sliding his fingers deeper into her crevice, directly poking the source of pleasure.

"Oh..."

Wu Yuling murmured softly, instinctively clenching her backside, trying to stop Wu Song from exploring further. She protested, "Stop it, we’re home."

They had walked messing around and unknowingly arrived at Wu Yuling’s home entrance.

Although it was past eleven at night, almost midnight.

No one was on the road.

But outside, not inside the house, Wu Yuling still felt guilty, worried about being seen.

After all, it was in the village, even if no one was out strolling, there were cameras everywhere. If caught, it could be as embarrassing as Wu Dalin’s situation.

How would they face the villagers?

"What if we’re home, your parents haven’t gone to bed yet?" Wu Song didn’t withdraw his hand, instead, poking more aggressively through her pants.

Wu Yuling quickly pulled Wu Song’s hand away and whispered, "My parents stay up until one or two each night; they’re definitely not asleep now."

"What are you scared of? They’re busy with their phones and won’t hear us. Just bite your lip to keep quiet." Wu Song said, already slipping his hand into Wu Yuling’s waistband, spreading her panties and touching her buttocks, instantly feeling a smooth and unobstructed sensation. It was too beautiful.

Wu Yuling’s heart fluttered, her eyes starting to mist, protesting, "So what did Village Chief Qin take you to do?"

"I told you, did my own business; you don’t believe me!" Wu Song’s hand continued exploring, reaching the soft spot, feeling full of rich and smooth sensations, a fuzzy crevice where a small mouth began secreting nectar.

Wu Song’s fingers gliding smoothly.

Pushing into the opening.

"Oh..." Wu Yuling moaned, quickly grabbing Wu Song’s hand to stop him. After all, they were at the doorway, and any noise, whether Wang Damei or Wu Dalin might catch them, would create quite the drama.

But Wu Song didn’t mind these things, running on the thrill, pressing Wu Yuling against her home’s door, pulling down her sweatpants to her thighs and slipping a finger between her legs, finding her soft spot, full of plump and moist sensations.

"You say ’no,’ but your body is honest. You’re this wet already, what’s the hold-up?" Wu Song said, pulling out the rigid rod, positioning it between Wu Yuling’s legs.

Feeling the massive, hot rod truly about to enter her at her home’s doorway, she panicked, desperately stopping Wu Song, but didn’t dare raise her voice for fear of alerting Wang Damei or Wu Dalin.

Her backside wiggled trying to escape Wu Song’s attempt.

But Wu Song pressed her against the door, spreading her cheeks, positioning the rod at the seam and pushing inside.