Rural Beauties

Amidst her words, Liu Qian had undone all the buttons on her bridal robe.

The front of her robe slid off, leaving only a red bellyband.

It was uncertain whether the bellyband was too small or the peaks in front of it were too full to be concealed, provocatively visible yet seemingly hidden.

Her willowy waist, slender as a serpent, was too delicate to grasp, and her flat belly was as smooth as jade, irresistibly inviting one to touch it.

Without the loose cover of the bridal robe, her figure became even more enchanting.

The buttocks behind her were round and perky, like peaches, quivering slightly with Liu Qian's movements, showing plenty of elasticity.

Wang Xiaolong turned his head to look, and this seductive beauty was captured by his eyes in its entirety.

Liu Qian in front of him seemed to be ready for everything, like a beguiling flower waiting to be picked at will.

Any man would be moved by such a beauty.

Moreover, Liu Qian was the renowned beauty of the surrounding villages.

If this had been before, Wang Xiaolong would have already lost control and pounced on her.

But now, he had returned to normal.

If he were to do so again... it would be somewhat inappropriate.

"Qian, I..."

Liu Qian hadn't realized that Wang Xiaolong had regained his senses and she said with a smile, "Didn't you always clamor about wanting to embrace a bride and 'sleepy-bye'? Now I am right before you."

Wang Xiaolong couldn't bear to deceive this woman and directly revealed that he was no longer foolish.

After hearing this, Liu Qian's expression faltered, and her pretty face turned redder.

But upon second thought, her heart filled with even more joy.

A clear-minded Wang Xiaolong was exactly the type of man she preferred!

Moreover, when she made that decision earlier, she hadn't cared whether Wang Xiaolong was foolish or not.

She simply wanted to give herself to Wang Xiaolong and to take revenge on Liu Dajun as well.

Liu Qian was very aware that with her circumstance, she couldn't escape the palm of Liu Dajun.

After all, she had never left the village since she was born, and even if she wanted to run, she wouldn't know where to go.

Rather than going back to be ruined by Liu Dajun, she might as well give herself to Wang Xiaolong first.

Wang Xiaolong and Liu Dajun had a feud, so doing this would benefit both of them.

Thinking this, she voluntarily threw herself into his arms, pressing against Wang Xiaolong's chest, "It's really great that you have recovered. This way, you won't be bullied anymore.

As for me, I am willing to do this. My father won't let me return, and Liu Dajun definitely won't let me escape, so I am doomed to fall into the den of wolves that is the Liu Family.

I'm telling you this not because I want you to do something for me or to cling to you. I just don't want to lose my innocence to that bastard and also want to take this chance to get back at him."

"There are many ways to take revenge. It doesn't have to be this,"

Wang Xiaolong not only regained normalcy but also received the legacy of Emperor Hao. With a little effort, he would definitely become strong.

By then, not to mention Liu Dajun, even his father, Liu Erleng, would not be a concern at all!

"Qian, give me some time, and I promise to teach Liu Dajun a good lesson for you and rescue you."

Liu Qian gave a bitter smile, Liu Erleng was someone even the village chief was somewhat wary of.

And Liu Dajun, over the years, had been mingling between the town and the village, knowing quite a few hoodlums. Even if Wang Xiaolong had recovered, he wouldn't be able to contend with them.

Realizing this, Liu Qian shook her head, "Thank you for your kindness, but it's too difficult, I dare not think about the future, I only want to cherish the present."

"But..."

Wang Xiaolong wanted to say something more, but Liu Qian changed the subject again, "Moreover, don't you want to get back at Liu Dajun? He took over your family's house and bullied you many times.

Against such scum, we can't win fair and square, but now you have the opportunity to get back at him covertly."

In the moment he received the legacy, the memories of the past several years also flooded into Wang Xiaolong's mind.

At first, after his wife ran away, he was just dumbfounded.

Late, his house was taken over, and he was often bullied. If it weren't for Li Qiao'er helping him out multiple times, he wouldn't have survived until now.

But Li Qiao'er was after all just a widow. She simply couldn't overcome Liu Dajun, and there were even a few times when she almost fell prey to his advances.

Incidents like being force-fed mustard and chili oil were just the tip of the iceberg; several times, he even mounted Wang Xiaolong.

All of this ignited a raging fury in the heart of Wang Xiaolong.

He truly wished he could flay Liu Dajun alive.

"I am his wife. If you sleep with me, it's revenge against him!"

Liu Qian's words were like pouring oil on the flames.

In an instant, Wang Xiaolong's eyes turned blood-red.

Looking down at the beauty in his arms, he felt all the frustration of the past two years reach a critical breaking point.

He suddenly embraced that serpentine waist.

Liu Qian also looked up, her breath as fragrant as orchids, and her faint body scent wafted into Wang Xiaolong's nostrils, like a spark landing on a pile of dry kindling.

Mmm~!

At that moment, Wang Xiaolong lowered his head and pressed his lips against those cherry-red ones.

His heated hand slid up from below, gliding over her straight legs, and came to rest on her perky buttocks.

The smoothness and elasticity under his grasp stirred something deep within him.

Liu Qian's cheeks flushed with shame, and she couldn't help but close her eyes.

Her body moved slightly, sensing that Wang Xiaolong seemed to be on fire.

She often heard the old women on the streets gossip about the men in the village.

She had also heard some stories about Wang Xiaolong.

At the age of twelve or thirteen, he could bathe by the river and stand proudly among a group of grown men.

Before, Liu Qian thought these tales were exaggerated.

But now...

She wondered, if any woman were to marry Wang Xiaolong, would she not be tormented to death?

At the thought of being with him soon, she suddenly lost all her strength, collapsing like a pool of mud into Wang Xiaolong's arms.

"Liu Qian!"

"Where are you?"

Just then, the voices of Liu Dajun and others suddenly sounded from outside.

Liu Qian's body trembled, panic showing on her face, "How did he find us so quickly?"

Wang Xiaolong quickly shut the door and picked up the lock he had used before, reaching out through a crack in the window to lock it from the outside.

Liu Dajun had strength in numbers, and since Wang Xiaolong had just accepted the legacy and had not officially started his training, he lacked confidence.

If Liu Dajun discovered them, it was likely that both their lives wouldn't be spared.

Afterward, the two of them moved to the window.

Peering through the gap, they saw Liu Dajun and a group of seven or eight people had already arrived at the orchard, holding flashlights and looking around.

Liu Qian, frightened, huddled into Wang Xiaolong's embrace, "We... we won't be found out, will we?"

"Weren't you quite brave just now, wanting to get back at him? And now you're scared?"

Wang Xiaolong stood behind her, his left hand wrapped around her slender waist, and his right hand venturing upwards.

With Liu Dajun just outside, he was still being restless.

This feeling stirred a strange sensation in the depths of Liu Qian's heart.