The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 373 The Woman on the Washing Machine_1

Chapter 373: Chapter 373 The Woman on the Washing Machine_1

After Li Qing arrived in the county town, he first visited Secretary Zhou’s home.

He had many things to do next, including finding a truck to haul the shed.

Putting off the visit to Secretary Zhou’s home for later would definitely be inconvenient.

Before making his visit, Li Qing had stopped by a nearby tobacco and liquor store and bought two bottles of good liquor.

Although Secretary Zhou’s attitude was ambiguous and he seemed to suspect that Li Qing was setting a trap.

But this amount of money, Li Qing still felt it should be spent, at least to show that he had the right attitude and was on the right track.

Familiar with the route, he went up the stairs and rang the doorbell. The door was opened by Lu Furong.

Today she was wearing a nightdress very similar to last time, only it seemed a bit shorter and was still black lace.

When she stood straight, almost the entire bottom half of her buttocks could be seen.

But today, the pale pink cover was absent, and the buttocks in full view were completely fair and tender.

Li Qing quickly took a couple of glances, his heart quietly puzzled.

Was Lu Furong always dressed like this at home?

Did she not usually have visitors at her home?

"Come in!" Lu Furong said with a very indifferent glance at Li Qing, "You sit down for a bit, I’ve got a few clothes to finish washing, I’ll be done shortly."

Preoccupied with looking at her lower body, Li Qing hadn’t noticed Lu Furong’s hands were both in plastic gloves.

"Is Secretary Zhou not home?" Li Qing asked.

"He’s gone to the office, and it’s not appropriate for him to talk about today’s matter. I’ll talk to you," Lu Furong said coldly, "Take a seat."

Secretary Zhou was actually not home.

And moreover, it was inappropriate for Secretary Zhou to talk about today’s matter?

Li Qing’s heart immediately heated up.

What could it be that Secretary Zhou found inappropriate to discuss, if not that little thing about thump-thump-thump?

Li Qing smirked, and just as he barely sat down on the couch, he got up again and walked into the bathroom.

When he entered, Lu Furong was bent over the washing machine, seemingly picking out the lint.

Her ultra-short nightdress, in that position, left her fair, tender buttocks completely exposed.

The middle was covered by just a small piece of fabric, barely bigger than a hand.

No wonder the panties weren’t visible; she had changed to a different style today, and it was an incredibly sexy one at that.

Li Qing moved quietly, pressing his waist against Lu Furong’s already well-positioned buttocks.

"What are you doing? Get out!" Lu Furong suddenly barked.

Her voice echoed through the washing machine, carrying a clear hollowness.

"What did I tell you last time? Forgot so quickly?!" Li Qing slapped Lu Furong’s pert buttocks and said with a smirk, "What else could I possibly be doing? Of course, I’m doing you!"

"You’ve dressed up so sexy, surely you did it just for me, didn’t you?"

"Let me go!" Lu Furong demanded coldly, "You bastard!"

"Why are you still so spirited today!" Li Qing held down Lu Furong’s back with one hand and lifted up the single string with the other, "Behave, or I’ll hit you right here, you hear?"

"You..." Lu Furong’s shouting abruptly stopped.

Although she enjoyed chasing thrills, she seemed to be afraid of that particular spot being attacked.

But just as Li Qing was pondering this, Lu Furong suddenly called out, "You son of bitch, if you dare to hit me there, forget about those two projects; I’d rather give them to dogs than to you!"

Li Qing’s thick eyebrows immediately raised, "Heh, threatening me with that, are you?"

"Do you have any idea how much I hate threats!"

Smack!

Li Qing slapped right between the buttocks.

Even though the sound was clear, the force was hardly strong.

He didn’t dare to use real force on that spot.

"Ah!"

Lu Furong let out a delicate cry, her body visibly trembling a few times.

"Still dare to threaten me? Have you so quickly forgotten what I told you last time?" Li Qing snorted coldly, his palm sliding into her buttock crevice, which was already noticeably wet.

You could even clearly see tiny glistening droplets spreading outward.

Li Qing moistened his fingers, then plunged straight in, moving rapidly and continuously.

"Ah... Ahhh..."

As Li Qing’s fingers moved, Lu Furong’s cries became more urgent, her voice sultry and captivating.

"Do you still dare to threaten me?" Li Qing barked, slapping her protruding buttocks.

A reddening palm print emerged, distinctly visible.

"Didn’t you eat?" Lu Furong suddenly yelled.

Li Qing’s eyes instantly bulged.

She actually complained he wasn’t hitting hard enough.

This woman really has a big appetite for a spanking!

He restrained himself no longer, his right hand still rapidly fingering, and his left delivered a heavy slap.

"Ah!"

Lu Furong screamed, a flush visibly spreading over her body.

"Why aren’t you speaking? Do you still dare to threaten me?" Li Qing demanded, landing several more slaps.

Her originally fair buttocks were now a thorough red, with Li Qing’s palm prints starkly evident.

"No, I daren’t anymore, I don’t dare!"

Lu Furong’s tone finally softened, "Come inside me, I can’t take it anymore, I really can’t take it!"

"Beg me!" Li Qing kept up the vigorous fingering, experiencing Lu Furong’s inner beauty from multiple angles.

"Please, will you come in? Please, put it in, do it to me!"

Lu Furong’s voice was melodious, her tone urgent, her plea fervent.

Faced with Lu Furong, completely mesmerized and irresistibly enticed, Li Qing was already finding it hard to hold back.

But he forcefully resisted; today he had to make sure this woman learned a good lesson.

He refused to believe he couldn’t heat up this cold stone.

Smack!

Smack!

Li Qing slapped her while inserting two fingers, pumping and digging.

"Please, put it in!" Lu Furong gasped, her breathy moans laced with sobs.

"Not enough, I still don’t think it’s enough!" Li Qing shook his head.

"Daddy, please do it to me, I’m begging you, I want daddy down there," Lu Furong cried out urgently.

That single utterance made Li Qing’s blood boil instantly.

She really knew how to play.

Such a humiliating pet name.

So incredibly arousing!

Li Qing dug a few more times and then suddenly pulled his fingers out, bringing with them a stream of splashes.

Like a fountain breached, the splashing liquid nearly sprayed all over Li Qing.

He quickly stripped down and slammed into her almost seamlessly.

"Start screaming!" Li Qing thrust into her with force, his voice deep and commanding.

"Ah... it’s so good, daddy, pound me hard, pound me hard!"

"Still dare to show me attitude?" Li Qing stretched his wet right hand under Lu Furong’s nightgown, pinching that already perky little red bean.

"I won’t dare anymore, I won’t ever dare again, ah... daddy, go gentler, gentler, I can’t take it!" Lu Furong cried out in disarray, her lower region completely drenched.