Chapter 84: Discovered?

His stepmother returned to her room.

But her words—that next time she would use that place to properly satisfy him—seemed to possess a certain magic. They circled endlessly in Lin Meng’s mind. He couldn’t wait to find out exactly what method his stepmother would use. Just thinking about it made Lin Meng feel like his lower half was going to explode.

Even with the Dragon-Taming Skill, he could only suppress his member to keep it flaccid. The restless fire burning within him, however, could not be extinguished. If he didn’t find a way to release it, he would definitely suffer all night.

Thus, Lin Meng quietly slipped out and made his way to Pan Qiaolian’s door.

Although Cheng Xiue and Sun Shumei could also help him vent his frustrations, he would have to wait outside if their husbands weren’t asleep yet. It simply wasn’t as satisfying as going to Pan Qiaolian. The key point was that not only was Pan Qiaolian younger and prettier than them, but she was also obedient and docile. Lin Meng genuinely liked her. It wasn’t like his relationship with Cheng Xiue and the other woman, which was driven by a desire for revenge.

"Xiaomeng, what are you doing here?" Pan Qiaolian had just finished cooling off in the courtyard and was about to close the door for bed when she spotted Lin Meng’s overly eager figure.

"Do you even need to ask? Naturally, I missed my Xiaolian." Lin Meng panted heavily, pulling Pan Qiaolian into his arms.

"Is that true?" Feeling Lin Meng’s burning hot body, Pan Qiaolian instantly melted against him. Her delicate hand reached downward. The moment she grasped it, her mouth fell open in shock. "My goodness! It’s only been a few days, and you’re already this pent-up? It’s burning hot."

"Do you like it, Xiaolian?" Lin Meng chuckled wickedly. He wanted nothing more than to knead Pan Qiaolian’s soft body directly into his own.

Pan Qiaolian’s voice grew breathless, her cheeks flushed with a dewy, seductive charm. "Who wouldn’t like such a wonderful treasure? Let’s hurry inside so I can take good care of it!"

Unable to hold back any longer, Lin Meng scooped Pan Qiaolian up into his arms and strode straight into the bedroom.

Once on the bed, Pan Qiaolian impatiently stripped off Lin Meng’s clothes. The more she looked at his massive treasure, the more she liked it. She took it in directly, licking and teasing it with sheer enjoyment.

Lin Meng only wanted to release his tension quickly. After enjoying it for a moment, he pulled her up. "Xiaolian, I can’t take it anymore!"

"So impatient!" Pan Qiaolian shot him a playful glare. She lay back on the bed, discarded her clothes, and willingly spread her legs. "Come on, give me everything you’ve saved up."

Staring at that glistening pink softness, Lin Meng took a deep breath. He slowly drew closer before driving himself straight in.

"Ah! So fierce! You’re amazing, hubby!" Pan Qiaolian cried out sweetly at the top of her lungs, her slender, tender waist already twisting rapidly. She couldn’t even wait for him, initiating the movement herself.

Lin Meng pressed in deeply, grabbing those two mounds of soft white snow and kneading them with reckless abandon.

"Xiaomeng, I love you to death!" Pan Qiaolian’s eyes grew hazy as a deep flush spread from her cheeks down to her ears, her neck... until it covered her entire body.

Thrilled, Lin Meng crossed her long legs and hoisted them onto his shoulders, thrusting fiercely in and out.

SQUELCH SQUELCH. SMACK SMACK SMACK...

The sounds of their bodies colliding mixed with wet noises, filling the room.

Nearly an hour passed.

Lin Meng finally released the burning heat throughout his entire body. The scorching temperature made Pan Qiaolian’s body spasm violently.

Lin Meng let out a long breath, finally feeling at ease. He looked down at Pan Qiaolian, who was flushed all over and radiating seductive charm, and reached out to pull her into his arms for some proper aftercare.

SPLASH! THUD!

A jarring noise suddenly rang out from the courtyard.

"Who’s there?" Startled, Lin Meng immediately jumped out of bed, hastily threw on his clothes, and ran out to investigate.

The courtyard was completely silent, as if nothing had happened at all. However, Lin Meng still noticed something amiss. Not only had the locked front gate been opened, but the slop bucket nearby had also been knocked over, spilling dirty water all over the ground.

He wondered, "Could it be a thief?"

Lin Meng’s heart sank, though he felt the possibility was slim. If it really was a thief, they would have had to climb over the wall.

Could it be Zhang Guilan?

That didn’t make sense either. If it were truly her, there would be no reason for her to leave without a word.

The more Lin Meng thought about it, the more anxious he became. He feared that someone else from the village had come in and discovered his affair with Pan Qiaolian.

"Xiaomeng, who came in?" Pan Qiaolian, having also dressed, hurried outside.

"I don’t know. I didn’t see anyone, but the gate was opened. I don’t think it was a thief," Lin Meng said, his expression grim.

Pan Qiaolian’s small face paled slightly, worried that their relationship had been exposed. Just as they had feared before, even though they were both technically single, an affair between a widow and a young man barely of age was highly scandalous.

"Huh? This is my pesticide sprayer.

"Xiaomeng, I think I might know who came," Pan Qiaolian suddenly said, her eyes lighting up as she noticed an extra item lying near the edge of the courtyard.

"Who?" Lin Meng asked immediately.

"Zhou Mengqing." Pan Qiaolian’s expression grew somewhat complicated. "She came to my house this morning and borrowed the sprayer. She hadn’t returned it yet when you arrived.

"Besides, she and I are on good terms. When we were chatting a couple of days ago, she mentioned that she often gets scared and suffers from insomnia when she’s alone at night.

"Since I also get bored being alone sometimes, I gave her a spare key to my house so she could come over and sleep with me whenever she couldn’t sleep."

Lin Meng had no idea about this arrangement. Now, it seemed highly likely that Zhou Mengqing was the one who had just visited. As for their affair, she had definitely seen them; otherwise, she wouldn’t have left in such a hurry. He just didn’t know exactly how much she had witnessed.

"It’s all my fault. I felt bad for her at the time, so I didn’t think it through. If I had known, I would never have given her the key!" Pan Qiaolian was filled with self-blame, afraid that Lin Meng would be angry.

Lin Meng comforted her gently. "Xiaolian, you only did it out of the kindness of your heart. How could I blame you?"

"By the way, what kind of person do you think Sister Mengqing is? Do you think she’ll tell anyone else about us?"

Pan Qiaolian thought for a moment. "She’s a pretty good person. We were on good terms even before she got married, so she probably won’t go blabbing..."

Pan Qiaolian clearly lacked confidence when saying that last sentence. After all, no one truly knew what lay deep within another person’s heart. Furthermore, once a person harbored a secret, it was incredibly difficult to suppress the urge to share it. What if Zhou Mengqing told her best friend, and her best friend told other friends...?

This was exactly what Lin Meng was worried about. Frowning, he said, "Xiaolian, we only have one option now. Tomorrow, you need to go find Sister Mengqing and have an Opening Gate talk with her to get straight to the point.

"As long as she can keep it a secret, I’ll agree to whatever conditions she proposes!"

Pan Qiaolian nodded, weighed down by her heavy thoughts. "Mhm. It’s our only choice."

After an incident like that, both Lin Meng and Pan Qiaolian had lost their good moods. Following a bit more discussion, Lin Meng left.

However, he was completely unaware that shortly after he walked out of Pan Qiaolian’s home, Zhou Mengqing’s graceful figure emerged from behind a large tree. Her eyes were fixed intently on Lin Meng’s retreating back, shimmering with an inexplicable gleam...