Chapter 21: It’s Really Unbearable

"Sorry, Tiantian. I just felt too good earlier."

Lin Meng scratched his head in embarrassment. The feeling just now had been too ecstatic; he simply couldn’t hold it in.

"Damn you, Lin Meng. You’re a pervert!" Xia Tiantian huffed angrily, cleaning up the mess on her body. Lin Meng had shot out way too much. Not only was it on her fair, tender little hands, but a huge mess also coated her exposed belly and the thighs of her jeans. Her entire body practically reeked of his masculine scent.

Seeing Xia Tiantian’s body soiled by his seed, Lin Meng felt an inexplicable surge of thrill and excitement. "Tiantian, I heard that if a man gets this stuff on a woman’s face, it has beauty benefits. If you swallow it, it’s also highly nutritious for your body!"

"Like hell I’d believe you!" Xia Tiantian shot him a glare, not taking him seriously at all.

After getting mostly cleaned up, she went back to helping Lin Meng look for medicinal herbs. He breathed a sigh of relief. He had been worried that she would hold him accountable for kissing her. However, judging from what just happened, Xia Tiantian didn’t seem to reject him deep down. He just didn’t know if he would have the chance to fully conquer her in the future and toss her around like he did with Cheng Xiue.

It was afternoon, and Lin Meng still hadn’t found any valuable herbs. Even though he was reluctant to give up, he had no choice but to head down the mountain with Xia Tiantian. Along the way, the two chatted a lot about the past.

"Lin Meng, I’m heading back first. If you dare breathe a word about what happened between us on the mountain today, I won’t let you off!" At the foot of the mountain, Xia Tiantian bid him farewell, not forgetting to throw in a few threats.

"Don’t worry, it’s our little secret," Lin Meng replied with a wink and a wicked smirk.

Xia Tiantian gave a haughty hmph and walked away, her perky, beautiful hips swaying. Watching her, Lin Meng’s eyes heated up again. This girl’s body was truly Top Grade. If he could just do her once, the taste would surely be heavenly.

After returning home, his stepmother had already prepared dinner, but his oldest sister still hadn’t come back.

Since he hadn’t found any herbs, Lin Meng felt somewhat disappointed. When his stepmother found out, she gently comforted him. His heart warmed, and at the same time, he made a firm decision. No matter what he had to do, he had to scrape together those two hundred thousand!

"Oh right, Stepmom, Qiaolian isn’t feeling well, so she asked me to go over and give her a massage tonight." After eating, Lin Meng remembered this matter, and his heart rate sped up a bit.

"Alright, go ahead. Come back early once you’re done." Li Wanrong nodded without asking too much.

Lin Meng acknowledged her words. At the thought of finally getting a real taste of Pan Qiaolian, he hurriedly left the house. Li Wanrong looked at his departing back and furrowed her brows slightly.

Li Wanrong murmured softly, "Why does it feel like Xiaomeng is so excited and thrilled to go see Pan Qiaolian? Has he taken a fancy to her?

"It doesn’t seem impossible. Even though she’s a widow, she’s beautiful and has a great figure, and Xiaomeng is already all grown up.

"But if he really gets involved with a widow, the villagers will definitely gossip."

She pondered that once Li Dabiao’s matter was resolved, she needed to figure out a way to find Lin Meng a wife. After all, Lin Meng clearly had those kinds of desires now. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have done that to her the other night. Thinking back to that night and the feeling of being pressed against by his thick, scalding hardness, Li Wanrong bit her lip, still feeling a fluttering thrill in her heart. She even felt a bit jealous of his future wife. Whoever married him would absolutely experience heavenly bliss every single night. She was the one who had raised Lin Meng. Why should another woman get to enjoy this blessing?

Meanwhile, Lin Meng had already arrived at Pan Qiaolian’s home.

He quietly closed the main gate and headed straight for the inner living room. Soon, he saw Pan Qiaolian scrubbing a pot with her beautiful buttocks sticking up. With her vigorous movements, those plump cheeks jiggled intensely, making Lin Meng’s eyes heat up once again. He quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, embraced her from behind, and grabbed a handful of that slippery softness. The tender softness spread through his palm straight to his heart. Breathing heavily, his mouth completely dry, Lin Meng said, "Qiaolian, I missed you to death."

Pan Qiaolian was startled, but upon hearing his voice, she let out a sigh of relief. "So it’s you, Xiaomeng. You didn’t even say anything when you came in. You almost made me wet myself in fright."

"Oh, really? Let me feel." Having already tasted a woman before, Lin Meng had grown bolder. He reached right down into her pants, resting his hand against her honeypot through her panties.

Pan Qiaolian’s body instantly went soft and burned hot. "Xiaomeng, you’re getting naughtier and naughtier. Don’t be impatient. Wait until I finish my chores, and then I’ll take my time playing with you."

"It’s fine. You keep doing what you’re doing; I’ll just feel around for a bit." Deeply infatuated with her soft, fragrant body, Lin Meng’s fingers began to gently tease her through the fabric. Before a few seconds had even passed, he felt a wave of wetness. "You’re already this wet so fast?"

Getting even more excited, he simply pushed her panties aside and touched the soft flesh there without any obstruction. The slippery, sticky sensation stimulated Lin Meng so much that he panted heavily.

Pan Qiaolian clamped her legs together. A rosy flush, like the evening glow, spread from her cheeks all the way to the roots of her ears, eventually turning her neck completely red as well. Exhaling hot, sweet breaths from her delicate mouth, she moaned, "Mmh... Xiaomeng, stop it. I can’t take much more of this."

"I can’t hold back anymore either." Pressing against her neck, Lin Meng could no longer wait to claim this wonderful body.

"Hurry... Hurry up and carry me to the bedroom." Completely aroused, Pan Qiaolian’s inner desires made her wish she could melt Lin Meng right into her body.

Panting heavily, Lin Meng scooped up her soft, jade-like body, strode over to the bed, and pressed her down.

"Xiaomeng, kiss me!" Pan Qiaolian wrapped her arms around his neck, her beautiful eyes overflowing with charming lust.

Seeing her like this, Lin Meng lowered his head and dominantly captured her tender, pink cherry lips, while his hands wantonly kneaded her plump softness. Unable to control her suppressed desires any longer, Pan Qiaolian responded frantically with her lips and tongue, her hands grasping his manhood.

When the kiss ended, both of them had lost their reason, only wanting to fully unleash their lust. In just a few swift motions, Pan Qiaolian stripped herself completely bare, exposing her snowy-white body to Lin Meng’s eyes.

He was entirely mesmerized. Attaching himself to the fullness of her chest, he sucked and kneaded like a madman. This feeling was completely different from Cheng Xiue. Perhaps because she was younger, Pan Qiaolian’s body was even softer, more tender, and bouncier, carrying a faint, subtle fragrance.

Having suppressed herself for so long and anticipated this all day, how could Pan Qiaolian withstand such teasing? In no time, she completely gave in, proactively spreading her flawless, jade-white legs to reveal that tender pink spot which was already overflowing. The gaze she fixed on Lin Meng contained endless charm and yearning.

"Lin Meng, put it in, okay? I’m begging you. It aches so much."