The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 35

Chapter 35: Chapter 35

Wu Song felt a secret thrill as he was grabbed, marveling in his heart at how soft this girl’s hand was. If she gave him a handjob, it would surely be delightful?

Seizing the moment, Wu Song grabbed Zhang Xinran’s breast, encountering a softness that was resilient, filling his palm completely.

However, the nipple cover stuck to the tip disrupted the sensation.

With a flick, Wu Song tore off the nipple cover and then began to knead without restraint.

It only took a few moments for Zhang Xinran’s delicate body to quiver, her cheeks turned crimson, and immediately there was a hint of firmness in the little red bean.

Wu Song’s lower back also nudged a bit, signaling Zhang Xinran to give a hand.

Zhang Xinran jolted awake, reluctant in her heart—after all, they were at the door of Zhang Xintong’s house, and she could come out at any moment.

But she absolutely adored this thick rolling pin, finding it hard to part with.

So, thinking Zhang Xintong wouldn’t come out, she gave a few strokes.

Wu Song instantly inhaled with pleasure.

"What are you guys doing?"

Suddenly, Zhang Xintong’s voice came from the door behind them.

Wu Song and Zhang Xinran hurriedly let go of each other.

Zhang Xinran hastily pulled up her strap, explaining, "I fell just now, and Little Wu helped me up. I think I twisted my ankle, Tongtong, could you come and help me?"

Zhang Xintong immediately rushed over and saw Zhang Xinran’s strap had broken, and there was a mud pit underfoot, making her concerned, "Is it twisted badly? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Zhang Xinran did twist it a bit, but it wasn’t serious, and she could walk without issue.

But to cover up what they had been doing, she lied about twisting her foot and quickly said, "It’s not a big deal, it just hurts a little. I probably don’t need to go to the hospital."

Zhang Xinran supported Zhang Xintong back into Zhang Xintong’s house, where Zhang Xintong found a chair for her to sit on.

Wu Song also came over, though his posture was awkward with the rolling pin in his pants still sticking up.

But Wu Song didn’t bother to hide much.

Zhang Xinran had touched it, Zhang Xintong’s little mouth had experienced it.

They had both seen, so there was no need to hide too much.

Wu Song approached the pair of sisters and smiled, "Although I am a vet, I’m also pretty good at treating people. Your ankle is twisted; I can massage it for you and make sure it doesn’t hurt quickly."

Zhang Xinran and Zhang Xintong looked at Wu Song, immediately noticing the rolling pin standing tall, their hearts shuddered, and they pretended not to see, their gazes darting around with various thoughts.

"Can you give me a massage?" Zhang Xinran withdrew her gaze, slightly lowered her head looking at her ankle.

Zhang Xintong also said, "Yeah, please, can you check my sister?"

Wu Song squatted down with a smile, grasping Zhang Xinran’s ankle and started massaging it.

Zhang Xinran’s small foot enclosed in stockings, sexy and smooth, through the black stockings, her skin inside looked white and tender.

If the stockings were removed, the kneading would surely feel even better.

If those little feet could take care of the rolling pin, it would also be the ultimate pleasure.

Wu Song held Zhang Xinran’s small foot, massaging it, his eyes glanced sideways, and following her thigh, he could see under Zhang Xinran’s skirt.

The little mound encased in safety shorts was in full view, the central gap becoming more pronounced.

Wu Song’s rolling pin, which he had just wanted to calm down, immediately stood hard again.

Zhang Xinran’s eyes also sneaked a peek at Wu Song’s crotch, seeing his rolling pin suddenly become excited, she was stunned for a moment, realizing she was exposed, otherwise Wu Song wouldn’t have gotten excited again.

She followed Wu Song’s line of sight, then knew the view under her skirt had been spotted by Wu Song.

But she neither erupted nor covered up; she let Wu Song keep looking.

"I’ll get you some clothes to change into." Zhang Xintong got up to find Zhang Xinran some clothes to change.

Leaving Wu Song and Zhang Xinran alone.

Wu Song’s hand no longer stayed at the ankle but moved from the ankle to the calf, then to the thigh, eventually reaching the little mound covered by safety shorts.

Soft and fluffy, with some hair texture, but when reaching the middle, it sunk down, the finger immediately felt the moist sensation.

"Oh."

Zhang Xinran exclaimed, her cheeks flushed, hurriedly clamping Wu Song’s fingers, "Don’t mess around."

"Your drain has been clogged for quite a while, huh? Want me to clear it for you?" Wu Song grinned wickedly, his fingers continuing to dig without really stopping or withdrawing.

At this time, Zhang Xinran no longer cared about saving face and suffering; missing such a vigorous rolling pin would indeed be a waste, one would have to be crazy.

"Add me in." Zhang Xinran panted.

"Add you? It’s you clamping me, right?" Wu Song wickedly grinned, his finger poked through the safety shorts into her honey hole.

"Ah, you’re so bad, get it out." Zhang Xinran couldn’t take it, seeing Zhang Xintong coming out, hurriedly signaled Wu Song to withdraw his finger.

Wu Song smiled and withdrew, but his fingers unconsciously rubbed, still moist, and wiped them on Zhang Xinran’s stockings.

Zhang Xinran wanted to kick Wu Song out of frustration, but held back since Zhang Xintong had already come out.

Wu Song concluded the massage, saying, "It’s done."

Zhang Xinran cooperated immediately, trying to stand up, moved her ankle, and exclaimed, "Wow, it really doesn’t hurt anymore, your skill is really great. I didn’t expect you to be not only good at veterinary medicine but also at treating people."

Wu Song gave a slight smile, "Not too bad, I suppose."

"Add me on WeChat, so I can find you to check the baby later." Zhang Xinran pretended to exchange contact details with Wu Song.

"Let’s go, change your clothes." Zhang Xintong pulled Zhang Xinran inside to change her top.

Soon, the sisters came out again.

Zhang Xinran had changed into Zhang Xintong’s red T-shirt.

It covered her snow-white arms and sexy collarbones, but her two full and upright breasts became all the more prominent, sexy and alluring.

Wu Song’s eyes squinted as he couldn’t help but recall the feeling of kneading them just now; it was truly fantastic.

"Woof, woof, woof..."

The little Teddy barked happily, rushing over, covered in dirt and dust, pouncing on Zhang Xinran.

"Ah..."

Zhang Xinran shrieked in fright, quickly dodging, not daring to let the little Teddy touch herself.

But could she hide?

The little Teddy still embraced her small leg in a moment, next moment, starting to hump her calf, that pencil-like dog cock protruding.

"Ah..."

Zhang Xinran was stunned, staring blankly at the excited little Teddy, completely at a loss for how to react.

Wu Song laughed heartily, picking up the little Teddy and tossing it aside.

Laughing, "Your little Teddy has reverted to its nature, no illness at all. But you’ll have it rough in the future."

"Ah, it’s disgusting." Zhang Xinran screamed, extremely angry, disregarding Wu Song’s presence, she lifted her skirt and yanked down her pantyhose.

The black safety shorts immediately popped out, the bulge in the middle also seemed to release outward, with a wet stain immediately visible on the black safety shorts.