That thing was thick and large, the enormous glans swollen into a purplish-red color. The urethral opening oozed with excitement, and veins coiled around the shaft, standing rigidly atop two plump testicles. It menacingly faced her.

Ji Sang was facing a man’s thick and robust genitals for the first time, and she was so scared that she instinctively leaned back and covered her mouth, “Ah… Please don’t…”

Wen Jian’s broad palm clasped the back of her head, “But… I just went down on you.”

Ji Sang blinked in slight confusion, perspiration forming. The drunkenness had long faded away, but after experiencing multiple orgasms, her head felt dizzy, and she momentarily forgot to retort. Her heart nearly leaped out of her throat, “I…”

“Just give it a lick,” Wen Jian coaxed, his gaze burning as he focused on her flushed, lustful little mouth, the sexy Adam’s apple moving up and down.

Ji Sang hesitated.

“Just one lick?”

“Yes.”

Her eyes were clear and innocent, and Wen Jian’s patience was wearing thin. Finally, she opened her small mouth and tentatively licked the position of the glans with her soft tongue. That organ suddenly became even more excited, bouncing up and down, and it smacked against her face.

She exclaimed in surprise and moved back, her face now damp.

But Wen Jian, driven by that gentle teasing, his temples pulsating, seized the back of her head as she exclaimed. He aimed the glans at her small mouth and forcefully inserted it.

“Ah… Mmm.”

Wen Jian didn’t control his force, and with the first thrust, Ji Sang’s throat naturally constricted in a reflexive response, almost causing her to gag.

Her mouth was filled and blocked, making it difficult for her to breathe. Her small hands desperately tried to grab the man’s hand, and her nails exerted force, leaving several scratches on the back of his hand. She couldn’t say anything, only emitting “uh uh uh” sounds. Her feeble resistance felt like tickling to Wen Jian. Accompanied by her delicate sobbing, it unexpectedly surged his sexual desire. The organ thrusting into her mouth swelled larger.

He gasped heavily, “Sang Sang… I’ll try to be faster.”

He thrust his hips, forcefully thrusting into her small mouth. Some of the thrusts penetrated into Ji Sang’s throat, causing tears to flow from the corners of her eyes. Her mouth quickly became sore and numb, mixed with saliva and the secretions from the organ. Her mouth was filled with the strong scent of hormones. The thing was too big, and she felt unable to swallow. Saliva flowed out from the corners of her mouth. She felt it and couldn’t help but swallow, her soft lips adhering to the veins on the flesh column, causing Wen Jian to emit a muffled groan and pant heavily. He quickly thrust his hips, and after a dozen or so thrusts, he pulled out and ejaculated on her cheek.

Ji Sang felt extremely wronged. Her throat burned in pain, tears falling with her eyes closed. She didn’t want to have anything to do with him anymore.

Wen Jian saw her tears, and his heart skipped a beat. He pinched her chin with his fingers and gently covered her lips with his thin ones. His tongue explored her mouth, entangling with her tongue, mixing with the taste inside her mouth. His thick tongue licked every part.

Their cheeks were pressed close together, and Wen Jian unavoidably touched the semen on her cheek.

Ji Sang finally opened her eyes slightly and met his dark, deep gaze. Wen Jian saw her open her eyes, and his lips parted slightly. His tone carried a hint of apology, “Sang’er, I… I couldn’t hold back.”

“And you dare to say!” Ji Sang’s throat hurt as soon as she spoke. Her watery eyes stared at him.

They agreed to just one lick, but how did it turn into so many thrusts?!

This scoundrel is too evil!

Taking advantage of the situation!!! And… it’s not comfortable at all.

Wen Jian’s finger touched the semen on her cheek. He rubbed it a few times, a light laugh escaping his throat. Then he satisfiedly lowered his head and kissed her, “Wait for me, I’ll fetch water…”

Saying that, he picked up his pants from the floor, casually put them on, and quickly walked out of the room to the stove.

Wen Jian didn’t expect to run into Wen Zheng at the stove.

He had just heard some lascivious sounds, but running into Wen Zheng carrying water, the expression on the son’s face involuntarily flushed. On the other hand, Wen Zheng remained calm and even said in a low voice, “I know you need water, so I heated some for you…”

Wen Jian: “…”

After Wen Zheng finished speaking, he went back to his gentle world.

Wen Jian took the hot water and returned to the eastern room.

Ji Sang was so tired that she almost fell asleep. Wen Jian held Ji Sang and helped her freshen up. He then carried her into the wooden tub for a bath, not letting her move a finger. After drying her body, he had her sit in the chair while he changed the soaked bedsheets.

Taking a bath relieved Ji Sang’s exhaustion, and as she watched the busy figure of the man, she couldn’t help but recall the overwhelming pleasure she experienced while sitting on this chair and being licked by him. Her face instantly turned red with embarrassment.

Ah! It felt so unreal. She actually rolled in the sheets with a paper character…

After Wen Jian finished changing the bedsheets, he came over to hold her and noticed her flushed cheeks. Her black eyes were filled with shy anticipation, and he walked up to her, as if knowing what she was thinking. With heated fingertips, he gently caressed her chin, his dark eyes locked onto hers. “What are you thinking?”

Caught off guard, Ji Sang blushed and brushed his hand away. “N-Nothing… I wasn’t thinking anything.”

Wen Jian chuckled softly.

Ji Sang felt even more embarrassed, and she quickly pushed him away and stood up. “I… I want to sleep.”

Even her tone became stuttered.

Wen Jian reached out his long arm to grab her slender waist and was about to lift her up, but Ji Sang refused. “I’ll walk there myself.”

Seeing her stubbornness, Wen Jian let go.

Ji Sang seemed to have overestimated herself. She took only two steps before kneeling down, and Wen Jian was right beside her. Ji Sang placed her hands on the ground, and her gaze landed on Wen Jian’s thighs…

Both of them froze in surprise.

Ji Sang was utterly humiliated.

Wen Jian, with a puzzled expression, asked, “Sang Sang… Are you still thinking of helping me… lick?”

Ji Sang’s face turned green with anger, and she pushed him away forcefully. “…Wen Jian!”

Wen Jian was just teasing her. It was her first time, and she went too far just now. If they continued, it would really hurt. He bent down and lifted her up from the waist, causing Ji Sang to let out a startled cry. Wen Jian’s dark eyes locked onto her as he said, “Don’t scream… Even Mom and Dad will hear you.”

Upon hearing that, Ji Sang immediately covered her mouth, her dark eyes filled with water, staring at him in astonishment. Wen Jian lowered his head and kissed her lightly.

Ji Sang dodged away.

Wen Jian was in a great mood. He gently placed her on the bed and covered her with a blanket. Ji Sang, thinking about the possibility of being heard, became even more conflicted and turned over, facing away from him.

A light chuckle escaped Wen Jian’s throat as he ran his palm through her soft black hair. He leaned down and kissed her hair before getting up and going to the wooden tub. He undressed and stepped into the tub…

Ji Sang listened to the sound of water in the room and turned slightly to glance outside. She saw the water sliding down the man’s chest as he made rough movements. Water spilled everywhere from the edge of the wooden tub. After a quick wash, he stood up from the tub and grabbed a nearby cloth to dry his body…

That’s when Ji Sang noticed the marks she had left on his chest and back during their lovemaking. Some of them were even bleeding…

But Wen Jian paid no attention to them. He simply wiped himself off and put on a provocative pair of underwear. He walked over to the bed with an exaggerated swagger, and that overly large object dangled as he moved…

That object was just inside her body…thrashing about.

Ji Sang couldn’t help but swallow her saliva, realizing he was coming closer. She hastily turned her head, closed her eyes, and pretended to be asleep with her face feeling hot.

Wen Jian knew she had been sneaking glances, but he didn’t expose her. He lifted a corner of the bedding, crawled inside, and stretched his long arm across her slender waist. With a little force, Ji Sang was pulled into his warm embrace…

Ji Sang let out a startled “ah.”

Wen Jian’s scorching breath sprayed against her ear. “Why do you like to make such sounds? Hm? Sang Sang, shh… Don’t make any noise, or you’ll get hard again later.”

Ji Sang immediately dared not make a sound.

Ji Sang was exhausted, and as she was being held by him, she was about to drift off to sleep. Suddenly, in a hoarse voice, she asked, “Wen Jian, is the soundproofing in this house really bad?”

Wen Jian was taken aback. She was only worried about that now?

The hand that was hooked around her waist swiftly moved upward along her slippery belly and grabbed a breast, squeezing it firmly. “Even if they hear, it doesn’t matter. Mom and Dad will only feel happy.”

Ji Sang’s eyes widened abruptly, her face flushed. “They really heard?!”

Ah! How shameless of her!

Wen Jian: “…”

Seeing that he didn’t respond, Ji Sang sat up abruptly. “I won’t do it anymore in the future!”

How could that be?

Wen Jian held onto her waist and pulled her closer to him. Ji Sang was suddenly embraced tightly in his arms. His eyes were deep, and he looked extremely serious. “No, they can’t hear.”

Having tasted her beauty, not doing it anymore in the future would be like a death sentence for him, wouldn’t it?

“Really?”

“I promise!”

Ji Sang wanted to say something more, but she felt Wen Jian provocatively nudging his lower abdomen against her. Something there was slowly awakening. She heard him hoarsely say, “Not tired? Thinking about these things… Do you still want to…do it?”

Ji Sang’s back stiffened, and she exclaimed, “I’m really tired. I want to sleep…”

After saying that, she closed her eyes.

Just kidding, if they did it again, her waist would give out!

Wen Jian looked at her, relieved that she finally stopped worrying about that issue, and let out a soft sigh. In the darkness of the night, his black eyes sparkled like stars as he surveyed the room. Suddenly, he made a decision. He realized they needed to go up the mountain again, hunt for money, and build a new house.

Living together with their parents was indeed inconvenient.