The Rogue Villager Chen Erbao

In the room, Shen Qin was sitting by a small square table on the kang, cracking melon seeds while watching TV.

The small square table was about a meter on each side. People in Bailong Village liked to place a table on their kang. It could be used for eating during mealtimes, or for placing odds and ends at other times. In the winter, they would even wrap a blanket around it, place a heater in the middle, and stick their hands and feet inside to keep warm.

Shen Qin rested her elbows on the table, her hand cupping her chin. Her long, white nightgown draped down, covering her lower body. The table blocked the view, making it impossible to see how her legs were positioned.

Xu Sheng said, "Er Bao, why don't you get on the kang and rest for a bit? I'm going to wash up. I just got back from the mountain, and I'm filthy."

With that, Xu Sheng actually went out to wash up.

Chen Erbao drew in a sharp breath.

'Brother Sheng, I get that you trust me, but don't you trust your wife a little too much?'

'You have no idea. The way your wife just said my name was practically dripping with affection.'

While Chen Erbao was wrestling with his thoughts, he heard Shen Qin's voice. "Either get on the kang and sit by the table, or get out."

"Stop pacing in front of me. You're blocking the TV."

Shen Qin looked impatient. 'That's not the attitude you had a moment ago,' Chen Erbao thought.

But since he was the one asking for a favor, Chen Erbao didn't say anything more and just sat on the edge of the kang.

Shen Qin glanced at Chen Erbao. "Why is a grown man like you being so shy?"

"Do you not understand what 'get on the kang' means?"

"Shoes off."

HISS...

Chen Erbao looked conflicted. "Sister Qin, this... isn't appropriate, is it?"

Shen Qin picked up a nearby tissue, wiped her lips, and then casually tossed it into Chen Erbao's lap.

Chen Erbao looked down and saw a faint lipstick print on the tissue, the perfect shape of her lips imprinted on it.

Of all the places it could have landed, the tissue settled right on his crotch. It made him feel as if Shen Qin herself were lying there with her mouth open, staring up at him.

'Did she do that on purpose?'

"Throw it away for me."

Chen Erbao's wild thoughts were cut short. 'Right,' he thought, 'she was probably just calling out my name without thinking.'

'It doesn't necessarily mean she's actually interested in me.'

Chen Erbao casually threw the tissue away. When he turned back, his expression suddenly changed.

A long, pale leg was overtly displayed under the table, her calf bent so the sole of her foot was aimed right at him.

'This isn't a hint. She's practically spelling it out, isn't she?'

He subconsciously glanced at Shen Qin, only to hear her say, "What are you looking at?"

"Shoes off, get on the kang."

"Do I need to send you a written invitation?"

"Or are you trying to make your Brother Sheng think I look down on his poor friends? Are you deliberately trying to sow discord in our marriage?"

Chen Erbao was taken aback and quickly waved his hands. "Of course not! I'll take my shoes off right now."

He hurriedly took off his shoes, climbed onto the kang, and sat by the table, his mind racing.

'Sister Qin is acting so proper. She probably moved her foot over here by accident.'

'Maybe I'm just overthinking things.'

'Still, I have to admit, Sister Qin's feet are really delicate.'

'They're probably a size five or six. So small and cute, with pink nail polish. Just one look was enough to make your mouth water.'

'Chen Erbao almost couldn't resist grabbing them for a thorough ravaging.'

Fortunately, reason triumphed over impulse. After all, he was here to ask for a favor and didn't want to jeopardize his money-making plans over a moment of weakness.

Chen Erbao sat bolt upright, but just as he'd settled in, he suddenly felt a tickle down below.

Something was nudging against him.

It was small, soft, and carried a unique fragrance. Chen Erbao looked down and was instantly stunned.

It was Shen Qin's exquisite foot.

Her feet were rhythmically rubbing against his crotch. The seemingly casual contact ignited a fire within him, yet Shen Qin maintained an air of complete indifference.

Chen Erbao couldn't take it anymore. Bracing himself, he said, "Sister Qin, your foot...?"

Shen Qin glanced at him, not bothering to hide the contempt in her eyes.

"What about it?"

"Were you about to say that my foot smells good and is so soft, you want to put it in your mouth and lick it all over with your tongue?"

"Chen Erbao, I never realized you had this kind of fetish."

"Or are my feet not enough to satisfy you? You want to try other places too?"

"Like, my ass?"

Shen Qin's words were incredibly seductive, yet she wore a look of utter disdain. It felt like a hand was constantly clawing at Chen Erbao's heart. He might have been educated by terabytes of "teachers" on his hard drive, but this wasn't in any of the textbooks.

Shen Qin propped her chin with her other hand as her feet continued to work on Chen Erbao's crotch. Every time his Xiaobao defiantly rose, her foot would effortlessly press it back down. As Chen Erbao agonized over what to do, Shen Qin's voice cut through the air. "Answer me."

"Tell me. Is it true?"

"Do you want to viciously grope my ass, force my cheeks apart, and then stick out your tongue... from top to bottom? And finally, you want me to let you eat me out?"

"Isn't that right?"

Shen Qin's voice was cold, like an imperious queen on her throne.

Chen Erbao felt a rush of hot blood, the pressure making his head feel like it was about to burst.

Just then, Xu Sheng's voice came from outside. "Er Bao, speaking of which, is your clinic profitable?"

Then, they heard his footsteps approaching.

Chen Erbao instantly panicked and frantically shot glances at Shen Qin. But not only did she not pull her foot back, she even slipped it past the waistband of his pants.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

"Are you trying to tell me that everything I just said is exactly what you secretly want to do?"

Just as she finished speaking, Xu Sheng walked in.

He was completely oblivious, saying cheerfully, "You two seem to be having a lively chat."

"So, what was it about Er Bao that you figured out?"

He looked at Chen Erbao. "Er Bao, I'm not just bragging, but your Sister Qin has lived in the big city. She's got sharp eyes. Nothing gets past her."

'He's not wrong about that,' Chen Erbao thought.

'But what good are her sharp eyes when yours are completely useless? You can't see a thing!'

'Your wife has her foot stuffed down my pants, and you're still bragging about her to me.'

Chen Erbao gave two dry coughs. "Yes, Sister Qin's eyes are indeed incredibly sharp."

'How else could she read my mind so easily?'

Shen Qin didn't say a word, but the foot inside Chen Erbao's pants continued to move restlessly. Gradually, her own breathing became slightly ragged.

It wasn't that her self-control was lacking; Er Bao was just too captivating.

'With a size like that... wouldn't one thrust be enough to steal your soul?'

Seeing that Xu Sheng hadn't noticed anything, Shen Qin grew even bolder. Her right hand stretched across the table toward Chen Erbao. At the same time, her toes curled, nimbly grabbing hold of him and tugging him toward her.

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