The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 82

Chapter 82: Chapter 82

Zhang Xinran suddenly revealed a satisfied smile.

She glanced triumphantly at Zhang Xintong.

Zhang Xintong’s eyes were dazed and her hips swayed, under the influence of Wu Song’s Kato Hand.

Seeing Zhang Xinran’s provocative gaze, she rolled her eyes at her and pouted: "What are you looking at?"

Zhang Xinran giggled: "Oh, I’m just... enjoying myself."

"You!" Zhang Xintong was speechless.

Zhang Xinran laughed triumphantly.

Wu Song chuckled and immediately joined in, thrusting a few times, causing Zhang Xinran’s eyes to roll back continuously as she moaned "Ah, ah."

Zhang Xintong laughed mischievously.

Wu Song’s Kato Hand accelerated immediately, causing Zhang Xintong to moan in pleasure, unable to resist rolling her eyes.

Zhang Xinya laughed mischievously.

The two sisters laughed at each other, back and forth.

Water splashing everywhere, a lively scene!

Wu Song used both his fingers and his "big gun" to handle the sisters until they collapsed, each leaking copious amounts of white liquid, lying on the bathhouse floor.

It took them a long time to recover.

Wu Song was still full of energy.

Watching him, Zhang Xinran and Zhang Xintong were both frightened.

"Daddy, how are you so strong?" Zhang Xinran couldn’t help but ask in awe.

Wu Song smiled arrogantly: "Since you’re calling me Daddy, how could Daddy not be strong?"

Zhang Xintong was also completely submissive now, nodding: "Yes, Daddy is so strong. I want a divorce, I want to always submit to Daddy’s desires."

Wu Song laughed: "Daddy is very happy to have two good daughters like you. Daddy will also make you very happy."

Zhang Xintong and Zhang Xinran laughed happily.

Wu Song walked out of the bathroom, dried off, and got dressed.

Waiting for Zhang Xinran and Zhang Xintong to come out.

A long time passed.

The sisters finally got ready.

Zhang Xinran handed Wu Song a document: "Daddy, this is your veterinary certificate."

Zhang Xintong looked around and said: "I want a divorce from that bastard Zhang Jinzhu. We started this chicken farm together, but I actually built it myself. He definitely wouldn’t want to share it with me; he doesn’t have any money himself."

Zhang Xintong looked at Wu Song: "Daddy, you have to help me."

Wu Song nodded: "Of course, I’ll help you."

"Zhang Xintong, get out here, you filthy tramp with your wild man. I’m going to kill you all!" Zhang Jinzhu shouted from outside, along with four or five other men.

Zhang Xinran and Zhang Xintong were shocked, quickly looking to Wu Song.

"Stay inside, don’t go out. I’ll handle them," Wu Song said before heading out.

Zhang Jinzhu and the men glared at Wu Song viciously.

"I’m going to kill you!" Zhang Jinzhu growled, charging at Wu Song with his men.

Wu Song dealt with them like small chicks, leaving them sprawled on the ground, unable to get up.

"Zhang Xintong wants a divorce. Leave the chicken farm, ask for nothing, but give her ten thousand yuan!" Wu Song said, stepping on Zhang Jinzhu’s face.

"I don’t have money, brother!" Zhang Jinzhu cried pitifully.

"These people can help you gather it. You’ll give them IOUs." Wu Song laid out the plan. Zhang Jinzhu didn’t dare disagree, and neither did the others.

So the deal was made.

Zhang Jinzhu borrowed ten thousand yuan, wrote an IOU, and transferred it to Zhang Xintong, noting it as divorce compensation.

Afterward, Wu Song took Zhang Xinran and Zhang Xintong away, got into Zhang Xinran’s dolphin, and left, heading to the town.

"Daddy, we’re yours now, we’re free." Zhang Xintong excitedly jumped into Wu Song’s arms, undoing his pants in the car, pulling out his "big gun" and began to suck.

Wu Song’s tip was engulfed by Zhang Xintong’s small mouth, immediately sinking into the warm, wet heat, making Wu Song instantly harden, swelling her small mouth almost to gagging, but she seemed thrilled, slurping away.

Zhang Xinran looked at Wu Song, gritting her teeth, "Daddy, I want to leave that damn old man too. But I suspect he won’t agree."

She then lifted Wu Song’s shirt, and started sucking on Wu Song’s nipple.

Wu Song squinted in pleasure, reclined on the seat, laughing: "That’s no problem either, let’s go, I’ll help you deal with him too!"

So Zhang Xinran drove to the Animal Husbandry Bureau.

Zhang Xintong lay in Wu Song’s lap, continuing to suck the banana.

Wu Song leaned comfortably against the seat, rubbing Zhang Xintong’s breasts, feeling the slick softness in his hands.

Zhang Xinran watched, feeling her moist pussy, her grip on the steering wheel almost slipping, her eyes watering, she protested: "Zhang Xintong, you slut, come drive, I want a taste."

Zhang Xintong spat out the "big gun," giggling: "You’re dreaming."

She then wiggled her hips triumphantly.

Angrily, Zhang Xinran gritted her teeth, helplessly.

Luckily, they soon arrived at the Animal Husbandry Bureau.

Wu Song told Zhang Xintong to wait in the car while he went inside with Zhang Xinran.

Zhang Xinran skillfully made her way to Deputy Director Huang Xihai’s office.

She was about to knock.

Wu Song urged her to stop.

He glanced around cautiously.

No one was paying attention.

It was a quiet office, with few people.

No one noticed Huang Xihai’s office either.

Meanwhile, sounds of excited moaning could be heard inside.

"Damn, your tight little pussy, I’m almost done, ah, slow down, slow down, don’t move, I need a break..."

A man’s suppressed growl.

Then a woman’s seductive moan: "Oh, Director Huang, you’re amazing, just these few moves, and you’re making me lose it!"

Huang Xihai laughed proudly, "Of course, bend over, I’ll make you feel good!"

Smack, smack, smack...

The sound of intense flesh slapping.

Wu Song activated his X-ray Vision, clearly seeing an older woman leaning over a desk, her skirt pushed up to her waist.

A middle-aged man eagerly leaned over her, thrusting forcefully, making the woman’s upper body shake constantly, her big breasts drawing circles on the desk.

"Director Huang, our subsidy has no issues, right?" the woman seductively asked.

"Of course, absolutely sorted for you!" Huang Xihai beamed excitedly, then suddenly his eyes widened, trembling while holding the woman’s hips.

"Oh, damn, your tight little pussy is too much, I can’t hold on..."

Huang Xihai panted heavily on the woman’s butt.

Meanwhile, Wu Song’s phone had already recorded the passionate scene through the window.

Zhang Xinran sneered: "Shameless, he’s weak like that... This woman is really low, speaking such things!"

Wu Song sneered contemptuously, didn’t say anything, and kept recording.

At this moment, Huang Xihai finished shaking, but still leaned over the woman’s butt without getting down.

Instead, he panted comfortably, "Ah, your tight pussy is amazing, I never get enough from just one round."

The woman seductively smiled: "How about another round?"