Ji Sang felt like she had been pulled out of the water.

Wen Jian tightly held onto her shoulders, and when the two of them had calmed down a bit, he whispered into her ear, “One more time.”

The first thing Ji Sang heard as she slowly regained consciousness was this request. Fear filled her eyes, and she shook her head vigorously like a drum, “No… Wen Jian, not again.”

She only realized that her throat was hoarse after speaking.

She pressed her hands against his chest, resisting and trying to move away.

The tender and fair chest was clearly marked with several purplish-red love bites, some from yesterday that had faded a bit compared to today’s. Wen Jian’s eyes were filled with an extreme darkness, and his large palm once again covered the soft breasts, caressing and kneading them.

So soft!

No matter how much he touched, it wasn’t enough.

He lowered his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth, his rough tongue licking and teasing it, his teeth lightly grazing it.

Ji Sang made a choking sound in her throat and couldn’t help but push his head away with her hands. He closed his thin lips around the nipple, gently sucking, even as she pushed him away, he didn’t let go. The breast was pulled into a cone shape by him, and with a “pop,” he released his mouth. The excessively soft breast bounced back to its original shape, swaying in the air with erotic waves, causing Ji Sang to blush and scream.

Their eyes met in the air.

In an instant, Ji Sang saw the playfulness in the man’s eyes, and her whole body flushed with embarrassment.

“Don’t do this.”

Wen Jian’s gaze stuck to her, his dark and shiny eyes filled with desire. The hand that was pressing on her shoulder and neck withdrew, both hands grasping her breasts, squeezing forcefully towards the center. His nose buried between her breasts, he took a deep breath, and when he raised his gaze again, his eyes were burning with heat, “Sang Sang, you smell so good.”

“Uh… ah…”

Ji Sang had been pressed against Wen Jian’s body. He propped himself up with one arm on the bed, his body covering hers. One leg slipped between her legs, and she instinctively tried to close her legs, but he used his knee to keep them apart. His hands held her legs and rested on her waist, and his erect member, which had already climaxed twice, was now pressing firmly against her entrance.

“Uh… Wen Jian…”

“Mmm.”

Wen Jian let out a suppressed gasp in his throat, “I told you just now, my member gets hard when I hear you call my name.” After saying that, he deliberately rubbed his glans against her entrance, causing Ji Sang to shrink back in fear.

However, Wen Jian firmly grasped her thighs, not giving her a chance to escape. He pressed his body down and kissed and sucked on her nipples, not neglecting the other side either. His fingertips lightly teased, causing her to tremble.

She had experienced several squirting orgasms, and her fluids were abundant.

Wen Jian moved his waist, sliding his glans back and forth between her labia, making his entire member wet. Then, he slowly aimed and thrust into that small opening.

Ji Sang trembled as she was penetrated, crying out and moaning, “Ah… Mmm… Slow down…”

She felt like she was being ravaged to the point of destruction.

She was incredibly tight inside, gripping Wen Jian so tightly that veins popped out on his forehead. The grip of his large hand on her breast became even stronger, and his voice became even hotter, “So tight, why can’t you loosen up?”

He pressed her legs back even harder, almost folding Ji Sang into a V shape. His waist moved up and down rapidly, and if he lowered his eyes slightly, he could see his hot member thrusting and playing inside her pink, tender hole, bringing forth a gushing flow of water.

In no time, the sound of slapping and pounding echoed throughout the room.

As he picked up the pace, Ji Sang cried out for him to slow down.

Every time he hit her sensitive spot, she couldn’t help but shed tears, unable to withstand the tremors coursing through her body.

That night, Ji Sang was relentlessly ravished until the break of dawn.

During their final encounter, she lay on the bed while Wen Jian entered from behind. Sweat covered her forehead, and she cried out with her face upturned, “Ah… Wen Jian… You said you wanted to study hard and achieve success… Tomorrow… Tomorrow morning, you have to study… Ah… Ah… Please, slow down…”

She said this hoping that Wen Jian would finish sooner. Her legs were so weak from the intense lovemaking that she couldn’t even kneel…

But unexpectedly, Wen Jian’s movements didn’t slow down; on the contrary, he became even more vigorous. His palm lightly pressed against her lower abdomen, and when his shaft penetrated, he applied pressure, making her feel the strong texture of his member. It forced her to climax instantly, as if she had just peed.

As her consciousness was on the verge of being overwhelmed by the sensations, she heard him say in a low and hoarse voice, “What joy is there in success? I only want to revel with my little lady every night.”

It took Ji Sang a while to understand what he said, and she had no tears left to cry, “…”

Later, Wen Jian bathed her in his arms. She didn’t even have the strength to lift a finger, her eyelids were heavy, and she couldn’t sit still in the wooden tub; she kept sliding down. Wen Jian squeezed in and mumbled something, saying that he needed to make a new wooden tub tomorrow… After being carried back to the bed, she only felt a coolness in the center of her legs, and then… she fell into a deep sleep.

…

She slept deeply, oblivious to the world.

Ji Sang woke up to the bright sunlight outside, her stomach growling from hunger. When she got up, her waist felt sore as if it had been run over by a cartwheel. Frowning, she supported her waist and glanced at the side, only to find that Wen Jian’s side of the bed had already gone cold.

Her mind recalled the absurdities of last night’s sexual encounter, and her eyes instinctively looked towards the innermost part of the bed. She even reached out and rummaged around…

Unfortunately, she couldn’t find that red silk.

She climbed out of bed, and as the blanket fell, she noticed a large purple bruise on her chest. Her face flushed instantly, and she muttered, “Beast.”

…

The yard was filled with bed sheets.

Ji Sang stood in the sunlight, stunned, and when she clearly saw that the bed sheets were the ones soaked with her own lustful fluids from last night, her face grew even hotter.

Hearing the commotion, Wen Li emerged from the kitchen and called out to Ji Sang, “Ji Sang, are you awake?”

Ji Sang looked at her mother-in-law, and her mind was filled with questions about who washed those bed sheets?!

A gentle smile appeared on Wen Li’s face, “Are you hungry? Come over quickly, I saved some food in the pot.”

Ji Sang responded with a simple “Oh” and hurried over.

Wen Li asked Ji Sang to sit down while she brought the dishes to the table. She then scooped some soup cake for Ji Sang.

Ji Sang was so hungry that she devoured the soup cake voraciously, her chest almost touching her back. Wen Li sat across from her, watching her eat. After Ji Sang had eaten halfway, she raised her head and her gaze collided with Wen Li’s intriguing eyes. Her face turned completely red.

“Mother…”

Wen Li thought about the sounds she heard last night and covered her lips with a light chuckle, “Mother knows, we’ve all been through it. Wen Jian is in his prime, and you… have worked hard.”

As Ji Sang’s face grew redder, with her ears almost dripping blood, Wen Lishi hurriedly said, “Sang Sang, we’re all family, there’s no need to be shy. Even I was like that back then, and your father… But once this phase is over, things will be fine.”

Ji Sang: “…”

Ji Sang was so embarrassed that she wanted to bury her face under the table.

She couldn’t continue drinking the soup cake. With a flushed face, she looked around and changed the topic, “Um… Mother, did Father go to the mountain behind today?”

Wen Li understood that Ji Sang was feeling shy, so she didn’t dwell on the topic and replied, “Yes, he did. He knew you wanted bamboo, so he went again in the afternoon… Wen Jian was studying in the morning, but he also went with him in the afternoon. Before he left, he made sure to tell everyone not to disturb you since you were tired from last night and needed a good rest…”

Wen Li intended to let Ji Sang know that Wen Jian cares about her, but as Ji Sang heard it, why did the conversation circle back to that topic again?

Ji Sang remained silent.

Wen Li seemed to remember something and said, “Oh, by the way, there’s something you don’t know yet.”

“What is it?”

“Isn’t it strange? Yesterday, Niushan was being audacious and reckless, he went out to urinate at night and actually fell into the sewer. It wasn’t until this morning that the villagers found him and brought him back home. Li Bo came to check on him, and both of his legs were broken… The bones were sticking out of his skin. People who went to see him were shocked! It’s really horrifying…”

Wen Lishi kept on talking, and Ji Sang was completely shocked.

In her mind, the image of Wen Jian going out last night and the sinister look on his face when she mentioned the matter of Ji Shen’s family… Her heart suddenly tightened.

But…

It seemed unlikely.

How could Wen Jian, a bookish scholar, be capable of harming someone?

Wen Li sighed softly and continued, “You see, this person, he just can’t do good things. Now… he’s facing retribution… I can tell that the days ahead won’t be easy for Chunhua.”

Ji Sang listened but didn’t know what to say.

Chunhua had just married into this family, and now this kind of incident had happened. It was said that Niushan’s mother was a formidable person, and who knows, she might think that Chunhua was a husband-killer…

—

In the back mountain.

Wen Jian was tying bamboo, and nearby he heard people talking.

“Hey, it’s not what you guys said. I heard that Niushan offended someone, and when he was urinating, he even whistled. Suddenly, he felt two strong kicks on his leg, and then he was in so much pain that he saw black in front of his eyes…”

“Is that so?”

The person spoke convincingly, “Yes, yes. Li Bo went to help Niushan with his leg yesterday. Niushan even said he would report it to the authorities. It seems like that person left a message, saying that if his mother-in-law dares to bully people, he’ll take the blame for her.”

“His mother-in-law?”

“His mother-in-law has bullied many people. A few days ago, she even got into a fight with the granddaughter of the Sun family in the neighboring village. It seems it was over a hairpin they both wanted on the street… Could it be the Sun family?”

“Heh… Who knows? There are plenty of people he could have offended. Let’s go, let’s go. It’s better not to spread rumors about things without evidence.”

“True…”

Wen Jian listened, his dark eyes glanced at the neatly tied bamboo, and the image of his crying young wife at home flashed in his mind. He stood up and called out to Wen Zheng, “Father, I’ll bring some back first.”

Wen Zheng replied, “Alright.”

…