The Rogue Villager Chen Erbao

A large patch of the bedsheet was soaked. Even Wen Shuqin's feet were left slick with the fluid, and Chen Erbao's pants were completely ruined.

Wen Shuqin never imagined her moment of curiosity would cause such a commotion. Her gaze was filled with apology as she looked at Chen Erbao.

Chen Erbao, however, didn't look up. He seized the opportunity and applied force. Wen Shuqin felt as if something was being drawn from her body, and she let out an unconscious, soft cry.

Only then did Chen Erbao raise his head and spit out a mouthful of poisoned blood.

Immediately after, he looked at Wen Shuqin, whose face was flushed a deep crimson.

The scene that had just unfolded was so ridiculous that Chen Erbao had no idea how to explain it.

He truly hadn't expected to lose control like that.

Since he couldn't explain it, Chen Erbao decided not to bother. He simply opened his mouth and began sucking at the splendor before him.

The scalding sensation made Wen Shuqin arch her waist again. Fortunately, this time didn't last as long as she expected. It stopped quickly, and Chen Erbao once again spat out poisoned blood.

After repeating this three or four times, Chen Erbao finally stopped. He let out a slight sigh of relief, looked at Wen Shuqin, and said, "Sister Shuqin, I've mostly cleared the snake venom from your body."

Wen Shuqin froze, then her face lit up with joy.

"Er Bao, thank you."

After speaking, Wen Shuqin noticed Chen Erbao's wet crotch and the stains on the bedsheet. She was instantly reminded of the previous scene, and her face flushed. She couldn't quite bring herself to look at him.

She whispered, "Er Bao, there are some fairly unisex clothes in the closet. If you don't mind, you should change into them."

Chen Erbao looked embarrassed. He was about to refuse, but on second thought, this was Wen Shuqin's house. 'If anyone saw him walk out of here with wet pants, who knows what kind of rumors would start?'

Without much more thought, Chen Erbao quickly found the clothes with Wen Shuqin's guidance.

'Not bad. They fit pretty well.'

But then, Chen Erbao was faced with a dilemma.

'Where am I supposed to change?'

This was originally a side-house with only two rooms. The outer room's two large windows faced the main gate, making it far too easy to be seen. Plus, there was no telling if Xiaoyu was outside right now. 'If she saw me, I'd die of embarrassment.'

He could go to the main house, but that meant crossing the courtyard. The stain on his pants was so obvious; who knew if he would be seen.

Just as Chen Erbao was struggling with his dilemma, Wen Shuqin's voice came from behind him.

"Er Bao, why don't you just change in here?"

"I don't mind."

Wen Shuqin's voice was so soft she could barely hear it herself. In fact, there was another sentence she left unsaid.

'After all, you've already seen all of me.'

Since he began his cultivation, Chen Erbao's hearing and sight had become exceptionally sharp, so he had naturally heard Wen Shuqin's whisper.

'She's a woman and she doesn't even mind. If I, a grown man, still make a fuss, it wouldn't be right.'

Steeling his resolve, Chen Erbao pulled off his pants.

Wen Shuqin stared, her eyes wide.

"Er Bao, didn't you just..."

'My feet are still wet... it hasn't even dried yet, and Er Bao has already recovered.'

And from the looks of it, he was just as big as before.

With such a direct view of Chen Erbao's "weapon," Wen Shuqin's mouth went dry. She felt an urge to go and have a taste.

And just as this thought arose, Wen Shuqin felt her body slowly growing hot.

At first, it was just a slight warmth, but soon it became an unbearable, scorching heat.

This was definitely no ordinary heat. It didn't just flush her face red; it made the parts of her left exposed to the air throb with an itch.

Her fair, supple thighs rubbed together of their own accord. Staring at the wet traces on her feet, Wen Shuqin was suddenly struck by the thought that they must be delicious.

Her long, pale leg slowly lifted, exposing her other lips completely to the air.

At this moment, Chen Erbao had just finished changing and noticed Wen Shuqin's movements. His face was filled with shock.

"Sister Shuqin, what are you..."

Wen Shuqin seemed completely deaf to his words. Her long leg had curled up until it nearly touched her torso, her foot stretching relentlessly toward her own lips.

This posture also stretched the wound taut. Her lips below parted, revealing the tender flesh within. The source of the earlier flood glistened, and even the dark thatch of hair seemed to sparkle with crystalline dew.

Even if Chen Erbao wasn't Bailong Village's doctor, even if he were a complete fool, he could see that something was terribly wrong with Wen Shuqin.

He rushed forward. Wen Shuqin had already licked her foot clean of the white fluid. Her small, pink tongue was now painstakingly cleaning the gaps between her toes. Her already luscious lips seemed even more vivid, her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, and her breathing grew ragged.

The moment Chen Erbao drew near, Wen Shuqin's raised leg suddenly dropped, hooking over his shoulder. Her foot locked back, trapping him in place. The force bent him over, nearly shoving his face into the expanse of pale flesh.

Wen Shuqin let out a breathy, unconscious moan. "Er Bao... give it to me..."

Her small hand moved as if guided by GPS, heading straight for his most vital spot.

She even anticipated his instinctive dodge, her hand arriving where he was about to move, and closed around him.

HISS...

Chen Erbao couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath. After cultivating the Joyful Technique, he had the stamina to go all night long. His refractory period was practically nonexistent; he could recover to his peak state in a mere three to five minutes.

Besides, his earlier release had been forced. Now that Wen Shuqin had him in her grip, his member immediately sprang to attention.

Chen Erbao had no time to worry about that. He quickly asked, "Sister Shuqin, what's wrong with you!"

Wen Shuqin's consciousness was hazy, as if she couldn't hear Chen Erbao's voice at all.

Chen Erbao could only suppress the throbbing in his loins and break free from her grip. He quickly took her pulse but found nothing out of the ordinary. A simple pulse reading wasn't enough to diagnose her condition. After a moment's thought, Chen Erbao brought two fingers together like a sword and pressed the tips to Wen Shuqin's forehead.

Instantly, Wen Shuqin felt a cool current wash over her. Much of the scorching heat in her body subsided, and her mind began to clear.

This was Chen Erbao using his Spiritual Power to temporarily bring Wen Shuqin back to her senses.

Chen Erbao quickly said, "Sister Shuqin, what's happening to you?"

He had to figure out Wen Shuqin's exact condition first. Otherwise, even if he were a god, he wouldn't be able to come up with a treatment plan for her.

The first thing Wen Shuqin felt as her consciousness returned was the scalding heat in her palm. She glanced down instinctively and immediately blushed.

But when she saw that Chen Erbao didn't seem to mind, her face flushed once more, and she decided not to let go. Suppressing the raging heat within her as best she could, Wen Shuqin explained what was happening to her.

After listening, Chen Erbao's brow furrowed tightly.

"Sister Shuqin, do you remember what the snake you saw earlier looked like?"

Wen Shuqin thought back carefully and said, "It was dark red, with black patterns. The patterns intertwined, making it look segmented."

"Er Bao, what's wrong with me?"

As she spoke, Wen Shuqin felt the heat grow even more intense. Combined with the firm weight in her hand, she couldn't stop her gaze from drifting down to Chen Erbao's crotch.

While Chen Erbao was lost in thought, for reasons unknown, Wen Shuqin's hand began to move up and down.

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