The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 315 Drunken Woman_1

Li Qing hesitated for a moment, returned the wine glass to Qi Xuelan, and began drinking with her.

"Qi sister, have some food first." Li Qing urged.

Qi Xuelan was already a bit tipsy, her head swaying as she nodded, "Xiao Li, what do you think those men who visit prostitutes are thinking? They clearly have wives at home, somewhere they can release, but why do they still do this?"

"Perhaps it’s for the thrill of something new," Li Qing pondered, then replied.

"Then do you do it?" Qi sister blurted out her question, but then found her own answer, "Right, you’re single, so it’s not really an issue. At your age, you should be at your most energetic."

"I don’t have that habit!" said Li Qing.

If he acknowledged this matter now, it would be like walking straight into Qi Xuelan’s line of fire.

"So how do you get by on a daily basis? After experiencing the taste of it, a single person’s nights must be difficult to endure!" Qi Xuelan suddenly developed a keen interest in Li Qing’s personal matters, her eyes lighting up.

Women indeed are creatures of gossip.

Li Qing couldn’t help but smile wryly to himself, shaking his head and saying, "Just don’t think about it, what else can I do? Anyway, I’m usually quite busy, so I don’t spend much time thinking about those kinds of things."

"Qi sister, from what you just mentioned, are you and your husband not harmonious? I mean, in that aspect?"

Li Qing forcefully shifted the topic.

He couldn’t let the conversation focus on him.

"I don’t know if it counts as harmonious, but that bastard is never satisfied," Qi Xuelan said self-mockingly as she shook her head.

"Every time it’s like going through the motions, and every time he complains, saying I’m silent as a corpse. But I don’t feel a shred of pleasure, and it’s burning hot pain, I’m already doing well to go along with him, what more does he expect from me?"

"He takes this very seriously, to get me to cooperate, he’s even made me watch those kinds of films, and bought all sorts of strange clothes, but putting them on, it’s still the same pain, the same discomfort, what’s the use of wearing them!"

Qi Xuelan’s heart finally opened up, and she unleashed a torrent of complaints to Li Qing.

"Why does it hurt?" asked Li Qing curiously.

Just yesterday in the car, he definitely felt Qi Xuelan respond quickly, instantly becoming wet.

How could a woman that moist feel pain?

"That bastard is so selfish, every time we do it, he demands this and that from me, and he doesn’t even want to kiss me, what feelings can I have? Just some spit down there, and he pushes straight in, barely moves and it hurts," cursed Qi Xuelan angrily.

Li Qing was somewhat shocked, "There’s not even a bit of foreplay?"

"As far as I’m concerned, from when we got married until now, no, in my entire life, I don’t know what foreplay is like!" Under the influence of alcohol, Qi Xuelan candidly spoke of such extremely intimate matters.

"Like what we did in the car the day before yesterday," said Li Qing, "you can also kiss other places, just mess around with each other to get in the mood."

Qi Xuelan suddenly blushed, "That... actually felt quite good, it was my first time feeling that way."

Li Qing suddenly felt pity for this woman.

She had never experienced that feeling of being on cloud nine.

Li Qing had always thought such things only happened in the news and never expected to witness it himself.

"Actually, when you really get into it, that’s when it feels the most comfortable," said Li Qing.

"How would you know?" asked Qi Xuelan with surprise as she looked at Li Qing.

"Though my experiences are limited, I know quite a bit," Li Qing laughed, "like that older sister I talked about before, she really knew how to play, and she truly taught me quite a lot."

"I never would have guessed you’d understand all that," Qi Xuelan asked, "so how exactly is it done?"

Li Qing gestured awkwardly and said, "Well, how should I put this, it’s like making out, and then playing with that area of yours, kissing and playing around..."

"Play where?" Qi Xuelan really seemed as if she had never experienced anything like it, asking with a blank face.

Li Qing gestured towards his chest.

He felt utterly shocked.

Qi Xuelan’s husband clearly sounded like someone who liked to play.

But how could he not engage in foreplay with Qi Xuelan?

Qi Xuelan looked down at her own full and prominent breasts.

Her cheeks, already flushed, turned even redder, shining with a moist luster, which was quite attractive.

"He does... play, but I have never felt like I did when you were pressing that day," Qi Xuelan stammered, "He just grabs hard, sometimes he even hurts me."

Li Qing realized that Qi Xuelan’s marital life seemed to be far from harmonious.

Her husband’s approach to her was more like venting, probably too lazy to perform foreplay.

"Xue Lan, how do you plan to deal with this?" Li Qing asked.

Qi Xuelan’s expression suddenly grew dim, she shook her head, grabbed her glass, and downed it in one gulp.

"Let me calm down, I don’t really want to talk about these things right now."

Li Qing immediately got the hint and did not ask further, "Xue Lan, you’ve drunk enough, let me take you back."

"I don’t!" Qi Xuelan waved her arms, firmly refusing Li Qing, "It’s still early, what’s the rush."

"Alright then, I’ll keep drinking with you," Li Qing said with a resigned smile.

In the following conversation, he absolutely did not bring up the matter of Qi Xuelan’s husband being with Xiao Red.

Their discussion stayed centered around foreplay and the pleasurable sensations it evoked.

Qi Xuelan seemed quite curious about the subject, relentlessly pursuing the topic with questions.

But when Li Qing offered to demonstrate for her personally, she rejected him.

Despite being quite tipsy and unsteady, her stance on this matter was firm.

Although Qi Xuelan might speak carelessly, deep down she was actually quite conservative.

Li Qing knew haste wouldn’t bring success, so he subtly intensified the explicitness of their conversation.

After chatting a bit longer, Li Qing saw that Qi Xuelan had really had enough to drink, so he settled the bill and forcibly led her away from the barbecue stall.

The small town nearing midnight gradually became peaceful.

Li Qing supported Qi Xuelan as they crossed the town, heading towards the distant guesthouse.

Qi Xuelan, already somewhat inebriated, was leaning heavily on Li Qing.

Her full breasts were pressed tightly against Li Qing’s arm.

"Xue Lan, aren’t you very curious about that feeling? Let me help you experience it," said Li Qing as he placed his hand on Qi Xuelan’s soft mound, and through her clothes, gently scraped the little red bean in the middle.

"Mmm..."

With a soft moan, Qi Xuelan pressed herself into Li Qing’s embrace, "It feels... uncomfortable..."