She was startled, and her lower body instinctively tightened. Wen Jian was almost about to explode from her tightness. He was gasping heavily but immediately reached out and covered her with a blanket, holding her tightly to his chest. He glanced sideways at the window behind them and indeed saw a figure hastily running away…

Wen Jian furrowed his brows slightly and carefully looked, but there was no shadow at the back window anymore. He lifted her buttocks with his palm, pulling his thick and strong member out of her delicate little hole. A soft and moist sound of “pop” could be heard. Without his organ blocking her, the trembling little pussy slid along his pubic hair, leaving a large wet patch.

Wen Jian caressed her beautiful hair with his palm and whispered softly in her ear, “Sang Sang, so wet.”

Ji Sang blushed intensely, burying her small face in his shoulder, “Wen Jian, let’s not do this…”

Wen Jian suddenly turned over, and Ji Sang lay down on the bed. Wen Jian covered their bodies with a blanket, completely enveloping them. No light from outside could penetrate, and it was pitch black inside…

Their hot breath set the entire blanket on fire.

Ji Sang was already slightly sweaty after the climax. Being covered like this, it didn’t take long for her to be drenched in sweat. The man’s hand caressed her slender waist, and his hot and throbbing member pressed against her most intimate area. Because they couldn’t see anything, they relied solely on their sense of touch. The man bumped against her little backdoor, and she blushed and exclaimed in embarrassment, “Ah… Wen Jian, don’t hit there randomly…”

Wen Jian captured a mouthful of her breasts, biting and nibbling. The sound of his swallowing stimulated Ji Sang, causing her waist and abdomen to tremble slightly. Her little bottom instinctively pressed downward, while the man’s waist moved slightly upward. His member rubbed against her sensitive clit once and then slid up and down between her flower lips. The pleasure made her body tremble lightly, and her fluids were abundant. Finally, he hit the right spot with a slight thrust, penetrating all the way into her core…

Once again, she was forcefully filled, and being in such a visual-less environment seemed to heighten their sensory perception. The most delicate parts of their bodies rubbed against each other, and this intimate contact flowed through their bodies like an electric current. Both of them trembled together.

Ji Sang was momentarily stunned.

In the darkness, Wen Jian’s eyes shimmered brightly. A sexy laughter escaped his throat, “We’re hidden in the blanket, and no one can see.”

Indeed, they were tightly enveloped, unable to be seen. However, Ji Sang became even wetter because of those words…

Feeling the wet embrace, Wen Jian didn’t waste any more words. He lowered his head and bit on one of her breasts, while his large palms grasped and squeezed her buttocks, simultaneously pressing and kneading them. He thrust fiercely, almost reaching the deepest point with each thrust. The glans ground against her insides before pulling out, but there was too much liquid inside her. Whenever he withdrew partially, it brought forth a wave of trickling lascivious fluids, wetting the sheets.It might be because of the blanket serving as a protective shell that Ji Sang’s suppressed moans from her throat were no longer restrained. When she was penetrated at her sensitive spot, she let out a near-collapsing scream, “Mmm… Ahh…”

Wen Jian swiftly bit her small mouth, swallowing all of her moans. He pushed her to the point where tears streamed down her face. Wen Jian repeatedly attacked her sensitive spot, and before long, she whimpered as she reached climax.

The air inside the blanket was thin, and it felt as if her throat was being choked. She gasped for breath, her face turned upwards desperately…

“Uhh…”

Wen Jian was overwhelmed by her tightness, as her tender orifice contracted at a high frequency. The wet and hot fluids drenched his glans, and the inner walls aggressively squeezed and sucked, taking care of every vein on his member. His waist trembled violently, and with a forceful thrust, a low roar escaped his throat. As he released his grip, scorching hot semen shot deep inside…

Wen Jian swiftly lifted a corner of the blanket, and both their heads emerged from the bedding. They breathed in the fresh air, gradually calming down from the intensity of their climax.

Ji Sang felt exhausted under his weight and pushed him away with her hand. “You’re so heavy.”

Wen Jian’s member slid out from beneath her, and he turned on his side, embracing her. After a while of recovery, Ji Sang was about to get up, but the man’s arm forcefully wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. His voice was hoarse and demanding.

“Sang Sang, I want to do it again.”

Ji Sang’s back pressed firmly against the man’s sturdy chest, one leg lifted in the air by his hand, and her buttocks spread apart. His recently ejaculated member once again hardened and thrust into her from behind. Her small orifice, already wet and tight after two releases, was met with the forceful impact. The man began thrusting without much foreplay, his scrotum slapping against her buttocks rhythmically, causing the fluids and semen inside her to splash out, forming a silver thread in the air.

This sideways position allowed the man to penetrate deeply, and the overwhelming pleasure was like a bowl of steaming hot porridge poured into her bloodstream. It left Ji Sang weak in the hands and feet, and she let out a whimpering moan from her throat. “Ah… Wen Jian… Slower… It’s hitting… Ahh…”

Outside, people were discussing the current market price of a pig leg, their voices overlapping, conveniently masking Ji Sang’s moans of pleasure that bordered on tears.

The hard and scorching member pounded into the deepest depths again and again, while Ji Sang’s leg felt sore and tired. Wen Jian propped up her leg to support the one hanging in the air. His free hand reached through her gap and gripped a soft breast, molding and kneading it into various shapes. His scorching kisses landed on the side of her neck, soothing several sensitive spots. Ji Sang’s entire body tingled, overwhelmed by sensations, and she shook her head and writhed. It felt like fireworks exploding in her mind, and tears streamed down her face as she cried out, “Slower… It’s so sore… Ahh… Uhh…”

During Wen Jian’s final thrusts, the bed shook violently. Ji Sang felt like she was about to be launched into the air, and as the climax approached, she momentarily lost her voice, and everything below erupted in a chaotic mess…

…Wen Jian was overwhelmed by her tightness, as her tender orifice contracted at a high frequency. The wet and hot fluids drenched his glans, and the inner walls aggressively squeezed and sucked, taking care of every vein on his member. His waist trembled violently, and with a forceful thrust, a low roar escaped his throat. As he released his grip, scorching hot semen shot deep inside…

Wen Jian swiftly lifted a corner of the blanket, and both their heads emerged from the bedding. They breathed in the fresh air, gradually calming down from the intensity of their climax.

Ji Sang felt exhausted under his weight and pushed him away with her hand. “You’re so heavy.”

Wen Jian’s member slid out from beneath her, and he turned on his side, embracing her. After a while of recovery, Ji Sang was about to get up, but the man’s arm forcefully wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. His voice was hoarse and demanding.

“Sang Sang, I want to do it again.”

Ji Sang’s back pressed firmly against the man’s sturdy chest, one leg lifted in the air by his hand, and her buttocks spread apart. His recently ejaculated member once again hardened and thrust into her from behind. Her small orifice, already wet and tight after two releases, was met with the forceful impact. The man began thrusting without much foreplay, his scrotum slapping against her buttocks rhythmically, causing the fluids and semen inside her to splash out, forming a silver thread in the air.

This sideways position allowed the man to penetrate deeply, and the overwhelming pleasure was like a bowl of steaming hot porridge poured into her bloodstream. It left Ji Sang weak in the hands and feet, and she let out a whimpering moan from her throat. “Ah… Wen Jian… Slower… It’s hitting… Ahh…”

Outside, people were discussing the current market price of a pig leg, their voices overlapping, conveniently masking Ji Sang’s moans of pleasure that bordered on tears.

The hard and scorching member pounded into the deepest depths again and again, while Ji Sang’s leg felt sore and tired. Wen Jian propped up her leg to support the one hanging in the air. His free hand reached through her gap and gripped a soft breast, molding and kneading it into various shapes. His scorching kisses landed on the side of her neck, soothing several sensitive spots. Ji Sang’s entire body tingled, overwhelmed by sensations, and she shook her head and writhed. It felt like fireworks exploding in her mind, and tears streamed down her face as she cried out, “Slower… It’s so sore… Ahh… Uhh…”

During Wen Jian’s final thrusts, the bed shook violently. Ji Sang felt like she was about to be launched into the air, and as the climax approached, she momentarily lost her voice, and everything below erupted in a chaotic mess…

…

By the time they finished for the third time, the neighbors and villagers outside had already dispersed, and the lively atmosphere had long come to an end. The yard was quiet and still.

Wen Jian put on his clothes and went to the stove to fetch hot water before returning to the room. Ji Sang felt too shy to get out of bed and hid under the covers.

Steam wafted from the wooden tub.

Wen Jian called out to her, “Sang’er, take a bath.”

Ji Sang covered her face with the blanket and didn’t move.

Wen Jian came over and pulled the blanket away. “Darling, don’t want to get up? Want to play all day?”

Ji Sang, with her eyes flushed, glared at him. “Wen Jian, who wants to play? You… you just went out, did my mother… say anything?”

Wen Jian finally understood her concern. He sat abruptly at the edge of the bed, reached out to pinch her cheek, and teased her. “Your mother said, how could you do that in broad daylight… Remember to be more discreet…”

“Ah! Wen Jian!” She blushed and slapped him.

The slap felt like a tickle, and a faint smile appeared on Wen Jian’s thin lips. He hugged the delicate woman into his arms and said, “What’s the big deal if they know? We’re a loving couple. They should be happy for us.”

Ji Sang: “…”

…

Fortunately, Wen Li did not say anything. After finishing lunch, Ji Sang went to check the new batch of paper, while Wen Jian took a leg of pork to Li Zheng’s place.

Compared to the previous batch, the new paper was slightly whiter in color, but its roughness was more or less the same. Ji Sang held the paper in her hand and examined it under the light. The thickness of the paper was on the thicker side. Would it be less coarse to the touch if the paper was made thinner?

If they wanted the paper to be thinner, perhaps the pulp needed to be beaten more finely?

Ji Sang’s mind was occupied with various thoughts, considering making improvements after selling this batch of paper. Lost in her thoughts, she was suddenly startled by a face appearing in front of her.

Their eyes met, and only then did she recognize the person as Su Li.

Ji Sang didn’t have any particular impression of Su Li, but she wasn’t oblivious. It was difficult to ignore the hostility emanating from Su Li’s eyes.

“Su Li? Do you need something?”

Su Li stood up abruptly and pointed her finger at Ji Sang, scolding, “Ji Sang! How shameless can you be? Brother Jian is preparing for the imperial examination, how could you… how could you seduce Brother Jian in broad daylight and waste his study time?! You… you…”

Ji Sang was squatting, and her neck felt a bit sore from looking up. Combined with the lack of sleep last night and the vigorous activity in the morning, she was tired. She froze upon hearing Su Li’s accusations and took a while to realize that she should stand up to respond.

In the squatting and standing positions, it was clear that she was shorter.

And from what she heard from Su Li’s words…

Ji Sang suddenly understood and couldn’t help but burst into laughter, her lips parting slightly.

“Su Li, um… that figure at the rear window…”

“Could it be you?”

…