The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Chapter 85

Han Yuxue not only didn’t mind wiping her mouth, but extended her fragrant tongue to lick.

Her eyes passionately fixed on the spear.

"Indeed, it’s a rare Cyan Dragon Spear!" Han Yuxue exclaimed, unable to hold back her surprise.

Drool was already pouring out.

She lifted her head and glanced at Wu Song, saying, "Little brother, yours is truly big, really big! From now on, you’re the big brother!"

Wu Song gave a proud smile: "Now you’ve seen it, realized it?"

Han Yuxue nodded hurriedly: "Seen it, experienced it!"

Han Yuxue gave Wu Song a thumbs up.

Wu Song smiled and nodded: "Shall we go then?"

Han Yuxue coughed, glanced at Wu Song, hesitated a bit, and said awkwardly, "Can I take a moment of your time?"

Wu Song looked at Han Yuxue quizzically: "Aren’t you anxious to treat your pets? Why aren’t you in a hurry now?"

Han Yuxue waved her hand and said, "Even if they’re anxious, they’re just beasts. I must take care of myself first."

"Oh? What’s wrong with you? You seem full of energy, balanced yin and yang, nothing much wrong." Wu Song looked Han Yuxue up and down, saying.

"But I’m hungry." Han Yuxue pouted her lips with grievance.

Wu Song’s heart couldn’t bear it: "You’re hungry? Then shall we eat first?"

"No, I want a lollipop!" Han Yuxue shook her head and continued to act cute.

"Lollipop?" Wu Song was stunned.

"Yes, it’s a human sausage." Han Yuxue said, her small hand directly grabbing Wu Song’s spear.

Wu Song widened his eyes in surprise, staring at Han Yuxue: "Sister, are you sure you want to eat?"

Han Yuxue immediately nodded obediently: "Big brother, can you satisfy sister?"

Wu Song laughed, stroking Han Yuxue’s smooth, glossy hair, "Since sister needs it so much, I definitely have to fulfill her."

Han Yuxue laughed sweetly, charmingly saying, "You’re truly sister’s good brother."

After speaking, Han Yuxue lowered her head toward the spear, showing an excited, expectant look, especially seeing the sparkling liquid oozing from its tip, she eagerly lowered her head to suck.

Wu Song took a deep breath instantly, overwhelmed with pleasure.

Han Yuxue’s small mouth was soft and moist, truly the best.

After sucking, her rosy mouth opened and gradually enveloped the big, red spearhead, astonishingly like a duck egg.

But she just managed to gradually accommodate it.

Once in, her fragrant tongue moved like a snake around the spearhead and the groove.

That sensation instantly tightened Wu Song’s entire body.

It was truly too pleasurable.

Han Yuxue’s oral skills were truly advanced.

Wu Song sighed comfortably, his hand couldn’t help but stroke Han Yuxue’s glossy black hair, her tender, red ears resembling yuanbao exposed, making Wu Song unable to resist pinching and playing.

The other hand wasn’t idle either, directly moving to Han Yuxue’s breasts, grabbing a perky bosom and squeezing.

Han Yuxue’s breathing became rapid, eating increasingly enthusiastically and vigorously, deeply absorbing the spear into her mouth, tongue wrapping, grinding, licking, after a round of operation, Wu Song almost couldn’t hold back spraying.

"Sister, your oral skills are so advanced!" Wu Song couldn’t help but praise.

Han Yuxue proudly squinted and smiled, but didn’t spit it out.

Continuing to hold it, quickly swallowing.

Her hands also came into play, grabbing the spear’s shaft, stroking up and down, using both hands and mouth, Wu Song instantly felt doubled pleasure, unable to resist inhaling and squinting.

Making his spear shaft almost tremble.

But he still managed to hold back.

For a long time.

Han Yuxue finally revealed an expression of awe and helplessness.

Phuh.

Han Yuxue eventually spit out the spear, helpless yet awed, looking at Wu Song, "No wonder it’s the Cyan Dragon Spear, truly formidable! You made me concede!"

Wu Song smiled slyly, showing a proud expression, saying, "Why? Sister’s oral skills are indeed great, but wanting to make me spray is a bit wishful thinking."

"I use the Spiritual Snake Nine Revolutions Technique, under this technique, very few men can last more than a minute. Most can’t handle it after seconds, even some within seconds."

"Little brother, you actually lasted more than ten minutes, still without spraying, instead made me concede! Truly a human dragon!"

Han Yuxue admired and gazed up at Wu Song.

"Have you tasted many men?" Wu Song asked in surprise, staring at Han Yuxue.

Han Yuxue smiled charmingly, shook her head, saying, "Not really, I’ve always practiced with cucumbers and loofahs. These experiences were summed up by my master and senior sisters."

"Ah, you have a master and senior sisters?" Wu Song was even more surprised.

"Yes, my sect is called Spiritual Snake Sect," Han Yuxue laughed, "Our sect’s ultimate goal and achievement is to defeat the Cyan Dragon Spear! My master encountered one back then and eventually confessed defeat. Neither my senior sister nor I encountered one before, but today, I finally did. But I also lost."

"What does your sect do?" Wu Song frowned, "Not just helping people practice oral skills?"

"Hehe, of course not... but exactly what, I think it’s better for us to continue?" Han Yuxue smiled charmingly, no longer speaking about sect matters, clearly secretive, instead grabbing Wu Song’s spear again, lowering her head to hold it again.

But the other hand, grabbing Wu Song’s hand, slipped into the cheongsam slit, placing it on her smooth, snow-white thigh.

Wu Song naturally heard that Han Yuxue didn’t want to talk about sect secrets, wisely not pressing, focusing on the present, his hand wandering and exploring over the snow-white thigh, palm full of slippery smoothness, comfortably wanting to moan a bit, indeed a pair of supreme beauty legs worthy of ten years of play.

Wu Song finely stroked.

At this point, the spear also eaten by Han Yuxue became oily and shining, fiery red like an iron.

Ready anytime to make a woman juice overflow, honey cave twitch.

Wu Song’s fingers couldn’t help sliding deeper onto the thigh, immediately touching lace hollow panties clamped between legs, no dense black hair, instead smooth skin, gently swelled pink, hand full of soft tenderness wet slipperiness,

dollops of honey flowing along the gap.

Making Wu Song’s hand slippery and moist, palm sticky.

Wu Song’s heart abruptly heated up, the hand rubbed through the panties,

the tender soft little cave quickly gushing liquid, making Wu Song’s hand Wu Song’s fingers start playing with the panties.

Wu Song couldn’t resist pulling the panties to the side, immediately hand full of slick plumpness, along with honey liquid, making Wu Song’s hand seem to plunge into a gentle land, sweet juice nest, fingers unconsciously wandering to the middle gap, sliding within.

Han Yuxue instantly moaned softly, her thighs instinctively clamped, gripping Wu Song’s hand, preventing Wu Song from continuing.

Yet Wu Song didn’t care, his arm trembled, following Han Yuxue’s tender thigh skin, once more grasping Han Yuxue’s plump fish.

Instantly hand full of slippery, pink little cave opening and closing, rubbing against Wu Song’s palm, making Wu Song eager to squeeze the two tender flesh of the cave’s mouth.

Open the cave mouth, then fiercely thrust in.

"Is your fish so clean naturally white tiger, or shaved?"

Wu Song’s eyes were filled with fire as he stared at Han Yuxue, fingers rubbing the tender flesh of the cave mouth, dollops of honey spilling out.