Wang Xiaomei had gone up the mountain to pick mushrooms. Afterward, she took them to the small stream to wash them.
The weather was just too hot.
She was drenched in sweat, and seeing no one around, she slipped off her outer clothes and stepped into the pool to cool off.
She had been wearing underwear.
Since she couldn't swim, she stayed in the shallow area at the edge of the pool.
But who would have known there was a sudden drop in the water?
She accidentally stepped off it.
And as she thrashed about in the water, she didn't even notice when her bra came undone.
And just like that...
It was Ye Fan who reaped the benefits, getting a magnificent eyeful.
They were undeniably large.
And a delicate shade of pink.
The perfect, conical shape that men dream of.
Ye Fan was familiar with Jiang Xinyan's proportions.
Across all of Taoyuan Village, there were surely few who could surpass her.
But in terms of size alone, compared to the Wang Xiaomei before him, Jiang Xinyan was smaller by more than just one cup size.
How could she be so magnificent?
Does this woman eat papaya every day?
Zhang Dali, oh Zhang Dali, you get to have these big buns every day. You're one lucky bastard!
Saving her was what mattered. Ye Fan cast aside his distracting thoughts, wrapping one arm around her waist and paddling with the other.
Soon, they reached the shore.
In all her life, this was the first time Wang Xiaomei had been held in the arms of a man other than her husband.
And to top it off, she was completely bare from the waist up.
To say it wasn't awkward would be impossible.
Her once snow-white face was already flushed crimson, and her heart was pounding like a frightened deer. As soon as they were on shore, she grabbed her clothes from the bank and ran behind a patch of tall grass to get dressed.
A few minutes later, Wang Xiaomei emerged from the grass, fully dressed.
Ye Fan was shirtless.
When he had jumped into the water to save her, he hadn't even taken off his clothes.
His shirt was so soaked you could wring water from it.
Ye Fan took off his shirt and began to wring it out.
"What a strong body!"
Wang Xiaomei stared at Ye Fan's powerful physique, truly not expecting his body to be this good.
Did he really have an eight-pack?
Combined with his broad chest, the sight of his muscular upper body made Wang Xiaomei involuntarily swallow.
If only my man had a body this strong.
After swallowing several times, Wang Xiaomei could feel her mouth and throat growing dry.
She knew what was happening to her.
Men like to look at beautiful women.
And women, likewise, like to look at handsome men.
According to a certain authoritative survey, a woman's libido is more than sixteen times stronger than a man's.
It's just that, due to moral constraints, women don't express it as easily.
Although Wang Xiaomei was a married woman.
A woman with a husband.
However!
Her husband, Zhang Dali, was truly no good in *that* department.
No good, not in the sense of being quick.
But in the sense of being completely unable, no different from a eunuch.
You might wonder why someone as beautiful as Wang Xiaomei, who was even from the County City, would marry a country bumpkin like Zhang Dali, who had neither money nor power.
It was because Zhang Dali had saved her.
Five years ago, while walking home from a late shift, Wang Xiaomei was harassed by a few thugs. Zhang Dali righteously intervened. In the ensuing brawl, the thugs were driven off.
But Zhang Dali was kicked so hard he was ruined.
He became a eunuch.
When Zhang Dali's parents found out, they felt like their world was collapsing. How could he get married now that he was a eunuch?
The old couple threatened to kill themselves.
To stop them, Wang Xiaomei had no choice but to marry Zhang Dali.
And because Zhang Dali was impotent, Wang Xiaomei had been living like a widow all these years.
She felt especially lonely and desolate in the dead of night.
She yearned for her husband's comfort.
But her husband couldn't provide it.
Back when she was a young girl, she never believed sayings like "a woman in her thirties is like a wolf, in her forties, a tiger."
She thought, how could that be possible?
But now, as she got older, her desires in that area grew stronger and stronger.
Especially after turning thirty, she felt the craving every time the dead of night fell.
Yet her husband was incapable, leaving her unsatisfied.
She could only endure it.
Do you know how torturous it is for a woman over thirty to endure this day after day?
Now, looking at Ye Fan's muscular body, at that powerful upper body with its eight-pack abs, Wang Xiaomei couldn't help but swallow again.
"Sister-in-law Xiaomei, are you dressed?"
Seeing Wang Xiaomei emerge from behind the tall grass, Ye Fan gave a faint smile.
A quick look at "pawread dot com" will leave you more fulfilled.
Hearing Ye Fan's voice, Wang Xiaomei snapped back to reality, her gaze immediately shifting away from his muscular chest.
"Ye Fan, thank you."
"If it weren't for you, I'd be reporting to King Yama by now."
Although Wang Xiaomei had put her outer clothes back on, her underwear had been washed away by the water, so she was wearing nothing underneath.
Even though it was May.
This wasn't the north; it was a province on the southeastern coast.
May was already very hot here.
Wang Xiaomei's outer garment was just a short-sleeved plaid T-shirt.
It wasn't thick, but the very thin kind.
Her bust was truly enviable. Even though the plaid T-shirt was slightly loose, it was stretched taut by her proud assets.
Because of this, the outlines of the two peaks were faintly visible.
"It was nothing, Sister-in-law," Ye Fan said as he put on his shirt. "Don't worry about it."
"I have something to do."
"Goodbye!"
Ye Fan was in a hurry to get to the County City to buy fish and shrimp fry. After putting on his clothes, he was about to leave.
Seeing Ye Fan leave just like that, Wang Xiaomei felt a sudden sense of loss for some reason.
He didn't have the slightest improper thought about her?
Here, in the middle of nowhere, a man and a woman all alone... more importantly, he had seen her body, yet he didn't have a single thought about her?
When Wang Xiaomei got home, she immediately went to her room, grabbed a bra, and quickly put it on.
Her bra had been washed away somewhere while she was struggling in the water.
If her husband found out she wasn't wearing a bra, it would be hard to explain.
Tell the truth?
Tell Dali that she fell in the water, the clasp on her bra broke, it got washed away, and Ye Fan happened to pass by and save her?
Right.
What man could tolerate his wife being held in another man's arms while she wasn't wearing a bra?
So, she couldn't say anything.
The backyard.
There were three pigs in the backyard, and Zhang Dali was feeding them swill.
"Dali, this can't go on. It's been five years and your problem still isn't cured. Even Dr. Li said it's incurable," Zhang Dali's mother, Wu Cuilan, said, her face etched with worry.
Over the years, the family had spent a fortune on doctors to restore Zhang Dali's male function.
They had seen countless doctors, both Chinese and Western.
They spent a lot of money, but with no results at all.
Now, they had completely given up hope.
But the Zhang family line was passed down through a single son. Without his male function, how would he carry on the family line?
Wu Cuilan thought of a solution.
Borrow a seed
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