Listening to Xiao Fang choke back sobs, tears streaming down her face, Long Gen felt a sudden pang in his chest for no reason.
"Xiao Fang, don't go." Long Gen stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her, feeling the soft, fleshy curve of her waist. Even through her T-shirt, he could sense her body heat. His head nestled near her ear, catching a faint scent of soap—damn, it smelled good, way better than that old hag Wang Li Mei.
"Xiao Fang, I messed up. I won't mess with you anymore. Please don't go…" He breathed a hot puff against her ear, a trick he'd picked up from TV. In those dramas, when a woman's about to leave, don't they always play it like this? The cheesier, the better—make it so sappy it gives you goosebumps.
His chin grazed her pale shoulder, and when he glanced up, he caught sight of two plump, bulging boobs. He smacked his lips quietly. But his mouth kept pleading, "Xiao Fang, why leave? I said I'm sorry, alright? From now on, if you tell me to climb mountains or cross rivers, I'll do it. Just don't go, okay?" By the end, he grabbed her elbow, shaking it back and forth, his arm brushing against her boobs. He pouted like a sulky kid, mumbling.
"Hmph, still playing dumb, huh?" Xiao Fang wiped her tears and shot Long Gen a glare.
Long Gen gave an awkward chuckle, trying to cover his embarrassment. He reached for her hand, but she dodged him.
"Come, sit here." Xiao Fang tidied herself up and sat back down under the tree, her thoughts flooding in. That night, right here, was when Little Long had… done it with her. Thinking about it made her ears burn with embarrassment, and she lowered her head.
"Alright." Long Gen plopped down beside her, staring at Xiao Fang. Her bright eyes and pearly teeth, her fair face as tender as a steamed bun—pinch it, and it'd probably drip water. That faint flush of pink beneath her pale skin was irresistibly tempting.
Gulp.
Swallowing hard, Long Gen said, "Xiao Fang, why do you wanna leave? Is it because of that night…?"
"Don't bring it up!" Xiao Fang's face flushed red as she cut him off. It was embarrassing enough already, and this dumbass had to mention it. Was he doing it on purpose?
She hadn't planned to tell Long Gen before leaving, worried she'd lose face seeing him. But he was her man now, after what happened. Not saying anything felt like leaving something unresolved in her heart. So she'd asked him to meet her, but the moment they did, this jerk…
"Uh." Long Gen froze, pulling back the hand that was about to wrap around her. He looked at her sheepishly, silent, his expression heavy with guilt and self-blame.
Seeing him like that, Xiao Fang softened. Sure, Little Long's brain wasn't all there, but… maybe he didn't mean to do that to her. And with his parents abandoning him, her heart couldn't help but melt a little.
"Little Long, don't worry. I'm just going to teach at the elementary school in town. I can still come back on weekends."
So that's what it was! Long Gen let out a sigh of relief. He'd thought Xiao Fang was heading to the big city. Those places were dazzling—bright lights, bustling crowds, endless traffic. With a pretty face like hers, would she even come back? Now he wasn't worried.
Earlier that day, the principal of the town's elementary school had visited Xiao Fang's family, inviting her to teach. Her education wasn't high, but it was enough for elementary kids. The pay was 800 yuan a month, with bonuses at year's end. If she did well, she could become a full-time teacher in a year. Teaching was a stable job—an "iron rice bowl." The money wasn't much, but it was steady. After thinking it over, Xiao Fang agreed. Starting work early would ease some burden on her family. Rural kids grow up fast, don't they?
"You better miss me…" Long Gen suddenly lunged, pulling Xiao Fang into his arms and planting a kiss on her cheek.
"Ah!" Xiao Fang yelped. "Let go of me! Quick, let go!"
"No way! I'm gonna hold you tight. You're too damn pretty—prettier than those celebrities on TV!" Long Gen's strong hands gripped her waist, refusing to let go. One hand slid up to her chest, grabbing at those two boobs.
"You damn Little Long! Mmph…" She cursed, but when he pressed down on her boobs, her body went weak, the struggle easing as the pain below seemed to fade.
"Mmm…" Before she could react, Long Gen's mouth sealed hers, his tongue slipping inside. Her mind exploded, all defenses crumbling.
Slurp.
He cupped her oval face, kissing her deeply, his tongue swirling and sucking like he was nursing, making loud, wet noises.
Xiao Fang was kicking herself. How could she be so stupid, letting this jerk take advantage of her again and again? Didn't she learn? But… lying in Little Long's arms felt so safe…
Long Gen didn't care about her regrets. After being teased by Shen Lihong at the shop, his body was burning. No way he was letting Xiao Fang go now. His hands clamped onto her chest, squeezing upward, not even bothering with the bra. Through the T-shirt's neckline, two pale, doughy boobs popped out. Both hands went to work, his fingers flicking at the cherries, teasing them until they hardened after a few tugs.
"Mmm… no… Little Long, stop messing with me… ah…" Xiao Fang pushed weakly, her strength draining as her body softened.
"Xiao Fang, let me fuck you. Don't worry, it won't hurt anymore. After the pain, it feels good—real good…" Long Gen whispered hotly in her ear, tempting her. "It's like on TV—those women scream 'cause it feels so damn good…"
Mmph.
Xiao Fang twisted her waist, letting out a soft moan. Her ears tickled, like ants crawling over them. His tongue teased her ear, making it worse. Her body went limp, melting into his arms like mud.
She didn't protest, which Long Gen took as a yes. His hand slipped under her T-shirt, kneading her boobs, then slid down her flat stomach, deftly unbuttoning her pants.
"Mmm… hiss! It hurts…" The moment he touched there, Xiao Fang cried out. The pain below was excruciating, and she clamped her thighs shut, dodging his wandering hand.
"No, no, Little Long, it hurts. Stop, don't touch—it's swollen…"
Long Gen didn't believe her. He yanked down her pants and looked. Holy shit, it was bad. Under the patch of hair, the two swollen lips looked like red-hot sausages, puffed up and angry. Forget sticking anything in there—even brushing against it would hurt like hell.
"You bad Little Long! Where'd you learn to be this nasty? Hmph!" Xiao Fang pulled up her pants, glaring at him with a flushed face. But she was mad at herself too—how could she lose control like that? A couple of touches and kisses, and she was done for. Was she that desperate for a man?
"Pfft, shameless," She cursed under her breath. Then she noticed Long Gen standing up, his crotch bulging high—higher than her boobs stacked together.
"Xiao Fang, it's all swollen down there. Walking's gotta be tough. C'mon, I'll carry you home." Long Gen genuinely felt bad for her. He'd been too rough last time, messing her up so bad that both lips were swollen. Pissing must hurt like hell.
"Xiao Fang, don't worry. Next time, I'll be gentler. Let's get you home to rest up. Once you're healed, we'll fuck again…"
Slap!
Xiao Fang, perched on his back, smacked his head. Long Gen yelped in pain.
"Hit me stupid, and I'll fuck you every day…"
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