Chapter 68: What to Do If Holding It In Ruins Your Body

Inside the small clinic.

Zhang Xinyue’s pants were pulled down to her ankles, exposing her fair, beautiful legs to the air. Her soft, fragrant body squirmed uncomfortably, and the large wet patch in the middle of her white cartoon panties was extremely conspicuous. Lin Meng was on the verge of exploding from holding back. He reached out to tear off that final piece of clothing.

But just then, Sun Shumei’s voice drifted in from outside. "Lin Meng, are you home?"

This voice was like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads, instantly snapping Lin Meng and Zhang Xinyue back to their senses. Zhang Xinyue hurriedly pushed Lin Meng away, sat up on the bed, and straightened her clothes. Just as she finished dressing, the provocatively dressed Sun Shumei walked into the clinic.

"Hmm, Xinyue, why are you here?" Sun Shumei asked with an odd look, noticing Zhang Xinyue’s heavily flushed face.

"I..." Zhang Xinyue was in a total panic, completely at a loss for words.

Seeing this, Lin Meng quickly stepped in to save her. "Xinyue has a fever, so she asked me to prescribe some medicine. I had just finished getting it for her when you arrived, Shumei. By the way, Shumei, did you need something?"

Sun Shumei nodded, looking half-convinced. "I see. I’m not feeling well either, so I came to have you take a look."

"Alright then. Xinyue, you can go back first. I’ll take a look at Shumei." Lin Meng gave Zhang Xinyue a secret wink.

Zhang Xinyue gave a soft hum of agreement and turned to leave.

Sun Shumei watched Zhang Xinyue walk out. Unable to hold back any longer, she grabbed Lin Meng’s arm. "Lin Meng, tell me the truth. Were you and Zhang Xinyue doing *that* kind of thing just now?"

Lin Meng, of course, would never admit it. He quickly shook his head. "How is that possible? What wild things are you imagining, Shumei!"

Sun Shumei giggled flirtatiously. "I was just asking casually. Why are you so nervous? Besides, even if you were, there’s no need to be afraid of me. I’m not your wife, so I couldn’t care less about these things."

Lin Meng coughed twice to change the subject. "Shumei, where exactly are you feeling unwell?"

Sun Shumei suddenly grabbed onto Lin Meng’s still-erect manhood, her face full of an intoxicating charm. "Handsome, ever since my little plot of land was irrigated by you that day, it’s become unbearably dry again over the past two days. It aches and itches all the time. Do you have a cure for it?"

So this woman was actually craving it!

Looking at her provocative demeanor, Lin Meng swallowed hard. "Sweetheart, I have an ancestral magical tool. As long as you put it inside your body and pump it back and forth, a medicinal liquid will spray out when the time comes. I guarantee it will cure your illness instantly, heh."

Sun Shumei licked her red lips. "Then it’s a deal. Just come straight to my house tonight, handsome. Li Dabiao is going out to fool around tonight and usually won’t come back."

"Alright, I’ll go find you tonight." Lin Meng immediately felt a surge of anticipation. Fucking Li Dabiao’s wife right in his own home—just the thought of it was thrilling!

"Okay, come over a bit early tonight. I have a surprise for you." Sun Shumei shot Lin Meng a sexy wink and gave his large member a reluctant, firm squeeze before turning around and leaving.

Lin Meng’s heart was left itching from her teasing. He was especially curious about the surprise Sun Shumei had mentioned.

"Lin Meng, has Shumei left?" a meek voice suddenly called out.

Lin Meng turned his head and saw Zhang Xinyue poking her little head in, observing cautiously. She looked incredibly adorable.

"She’s already left, but why did you come back?"

"I... I haven’t paid you yet." Zhang Xinyue walked in, the flush on her face still not faded. She kept her head down, not daring to meet Lin Meng’s eyes.

"We’re all from the same village; there’s no need for money." Lin Meng had not only tasted her breast milk earlier but had also touched her body all over. How could he possibly have the nerve to ask for money?

"Then, if I get engorged with milk again in the future, can I still come find you?" Zhang Xinyue gathered her courage and asked in a low voice. Her eyes discreetly stared at the bulge in Lin Meng’s pants, filled with longing.

As a normal woman, Zhang Xinyue was actually very eager for a man’s affection. However, after she married here, her husband only cared about working to make money, and the number of times they had been intimate could be counted on one hand. But when Lin Meng massaged her, it made her truly feel the fiery aura of a man. Especially that thing of his—countless times larger than her husband’s—which deeply piqued her curiosity.

Lin Meng noticed this, and his heart gave a fierce leap. "Of course you can. You can come whenever you want."

"Okay then. I... I’ll get going now." Zhang Xinyue nodded and reluctantly took her leave.

After she left, Lin Meng’s excited heart couldn’t calm down for a long time. At first, Zhang Xinyue might have only agreed to do that kind of thing with him because her inner lust had been stimulated by the Yin-Yang Saint Hand. But just now, even after calming down, she actually took the initiative to ask to see him again. This meant she was already attracted to him! Although he didn’t manage to take her down today, there might really be a chance in the future!

A moment later.

Lin Meng finally calmed down. He took the newly improved Beauty Liquid and went to find Zhao Lingshan again.

"Hmm, it looks much better than before. There are still a few minor flaws, but it shouldn’t be a big problem." Zhao Lingshan inspected it and nodded in satisfaction. "Bring the Beauty Liquid and come find me tomorrow. I’ll take you on a trip to the county town. A friend of mine runs a beauty business. Whether or not you can strike a deal will depend on the conditions you two negotiate."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Lingshan!" Lin Meng grinned so widely he couldn’t close his mouth. He had finally taken the first step toward making money!

"I did you such a huge favor, and you think you can just brush me off with a single ’thank you’?" Zhao Lingshan rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Uh, Sister Lingshan, how about I give you half the money once the Beauty Liquid is sold?" Lin Meng couldn’t quite grasp her intentions.

"I don’t care much for your little bit of money for now," Zhao Lingshan said, shaking her head.

Lin Meng ran a hand through his hair forcefully. "Then, Sister Lingshan, how do you want me to repay you?"

Zhao Lingshan thought of something, and a wicked smile curved her lips. "I haven’t decided yet. How about this: you promise me one condition first. Whenever I figure it out, I’ll have you do it."

"Alright then." Lin Meng didn’t overthink it and nodded in agreement.

"By the way, there’s one more thing." Zhao Lingshan’s beautiful eyes shifted to the massive bulge in Lin Meng’s pants, and she swallowed softly. "You haven’t released anything these past two days. Are you feeling uncomfortably pent-up right now?"

Lin Meng saw through Zhao Lingshan’s thoughts at a glance. Plus, he had just been thoroughly teased by Zhang Xinyue and Sun Shumei, leaving him with a belly full of fire and nowhere to vent it. So, he nodded without hesitation. "I am a little bit, actually. Sister Lingshan, are you trying to help me..."

Before he could finish, Zhao Lingshan impatiently pulled his pants down and licked her red lips. "I already said I could help you release it. You’re a grown man, yet you’re too embarrassed to bring it up yourself. What if you damage your body from holding it in?"

As she spoke, Zhao Lingshan crouched in front of Lin Meng. She stared at that terrifying object with a face full of thirst, slowly opening her delicate mouth to take it in.

Lin Meng gasped in pleasure. Looking down at Zhao Lingshan, whose face was full of sheer enjoyment, his heart swelled with a sense of accomplishment. Sometimes, he couldn’t quite understand just how much magic this thing of his possessed to enchant a woman like Zhao Lingshan to this extent!