The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 382 Affectionate Love_1

Beneath the blanket, Han Mei was obviously clothed, but what Li Qing touched felt silky smooth, leaving him slightly bewildered.

He couldn’t figure out what kind of clothes Han Mei was wearing to have such a sensation.

"Don’t be hasty, close the door first!" Han Mei pushed Li Qing and said.

Li Qing hooked the door closed with his right foot, locked it, turned around, and scooped Han Mei into his arms, his lips landing on Han Mei’s moist and sweet lips.

"Mmm..."

Han Mei responded passionately, letting Li Qing carry her into the bedroom.

Under the bright light, the two were entangled, indistinguishable from each other.

Li Qing’s palm swept away the blanket from Han Mei’s body, roaming freely over her graceful and voluptuous form.

Then he paused.

Turns out, Han Mei was wearing a pair of bodystockings.

The kind with an open crotch, no less.

No wonder the touch felt so smooth earlier.

"Like it?"

Han Mei bit her lip, her face blushing pink and shy, as if water could be squeezed out.

Li Qing looked on with lust, gently stroking, his whole body trembling as if he had been injected with an elixir of energy.

His body reacted violently, and it felt like his nosebleed was about to burst out.

The black bodystockings made Han Mei’s already fair skin look even more tender and enticing.

A body that would be plump with an extra ounce, thin with an ounce less, paired with such attire, even Buddha might glare with desire.

"It looks incredible, so incredible!"

"I can hardly hold back anymore!"

"If you can’t bear it, then come inside," Han Mei whispered.

Li Qing could no longer control himself, parted Han Mei’s legs, and after positioning himself, he gently entered.

As soon as he went in, a powerful suction engulfed him like a whirlpool.

Added to that, the extreme tightness immediately caused a tingling sensation up his spine.

Damn!

This can’t be!

Li Qing was on the verge of collapse.

He had deliberately sought out Yu Lan and Tian Yue’e first, assuming that after the battle he had just fought, his endurance would have greatly increased, yet here he was, faltering even quicker than last time.

Li Qing held his breath, enduring with all his might, slowly advancing.

But the more he moved, the more intense Han Mei’s reactions became.

The already tight grip suddenly felt as if it had doubled.

"Ah... Qingzi, it’s okay, take your time, it feels good," said Han Mei, her face flushed with intoxicating charm.

Li Qing said with a mournful face, "Sister-in-law, but I’ve already... I can’t do it anymore."

"It’s okay, don’t hold back if you can’t, don’t force yourself," Han Mei said gently.

Li Qing nodded reluctantly.

Despite his best efforts to restrain himself and endure,

he managed only four movements in total, and then...

there was no more after that.

He came unexpectedly.

"Sister-in-law, I feel like you’re even more incredible than last time..." Li Qing said with a mournful face.

Han Mei blushed shyly, "I feel like it might be true."

"Ah? Really?" Li Qing asked in surprise.

He had only felt that way, but he hadn’t expected Han Mei to feel the same.

"It seems to be stimulated by your thing, now just a slight touch makes me very excited," Han Mei said bashfully.

Li Qing was dumbfounded.

"Sister-in-law, your body strengthens with resistance. At this rate, when will we ever truly be together? Even if I keep training, I can’t keep up with the rate at which you’re getting better and better."

Han Mei slapped Li Qing with annoyance, "Is it really that exaggerated? If I truly met strength with strength, wouldn’t I turn into some sort of demon or monster later on?"

"No, I feel like, sister-in-law, you might actually cultivate the Jade Lady’s Heart Sutra," Li Qing said with a mischievous smile.

"You’re going to die, you!" Han Mei, greatly embarrassed, slapped Li Qing heavily on the arm.

Li Qing stroked the full curves wrapped in Han Mei’s black bodystocking and muttered, "I really thought I was almost there, but the results turned out to be even worse than last time."

"Sister-in-law, did you not feel anything at all?"

"With that thing of yours being so big, how could I not feel it?" Han Mei retorted lightly.

"I mean, didn’t you feel that comfortable feeling?" Li Qing asked.

It was only a few thrusts; Han Mei probably didn’t feel much.

"There was some," Han Mei said softly, "Don’t overthink it, we can practice slowly."

These words left Li Qing feeling somewhat disheartened.

With any other woman, he could easily go for an hour.

He really thought he was quite impressive.

But with Han Mei, it was over in just a few thrusts.

He couldn’t truly appreciate the wonder of his sister-in-law’s physique.

Han Mei couldn’t find any pleasure in those few thrusts either.

When exactly would he master it?

Li Qing felt very despondent.

The two cuddled together, chatting idly, while Li Qing’s hands roamed up and down, caressing Han Mei’s delicate body.

Unable to satisfy Han Mei with the real thing, Li Qing had no choice but to resort to other methods.

Caressing her, and sensing Han Mei’s clear arousal, Li Qing buried his head between her legs, using both hands and mouth.

"Qingzi, stop!"

Han Mei hastily tried to stop him, but Li Qing’s tongue had already touched her.

Her body shuddered violently, a strange sensation spreading quickly through her like electricity.

"Sister-in-law, relax, just enjoy it," Li Qing said in a pause.

Han Mei had even changed into such a sexy outfit; Li Qing felt he shouldn’t let down her meticulous preparation.

She shouldn’t only experience that brief moment of effort; she deserved at least one pleasant experience.

Under the dual stimulation of Li Qing’s fingers and mouth, Han Mei soon found it hard to bear.

"Ah... Qingzi, the fingers can go faster, I think... I’m going to... Ah, it’s coming!"

She cried out, her body suddenly trembling intensely as if electrified.

It took quite a while before she gradually calmed down.

Li Qing’s mouth was still busy.

"Qingzi, stop... stop it, it’s very sensitive there now, I’m a bit... ah... I... ah..."

The newly sated Han Mei was feeling extremely sensitive.

Teased by Li Qing, she was quickly overwhelmed again.

She deliberately called out, her panting voice seductive and bone-melting.

That sound almost intoxicated Li Qing.

After Han Mei’s second release, Li Qing finally halted all his advances.

He slowly stroked Han Mei’s smooth skin and silky stockings, asking, "Sister-in-law, when did you prepare this outfit? It’s really sexy!"

"It’s not mine, it belongs to that flirty Tian Yue’e," Han Mei said, her breath still coarse with exertion.

So it was Tian Yue’e’s.

"She seems to have quite a lot of clothes like this," Li Qing casually remarked.

"They’re all her inventory; she used to sell these things," Han Mei said affectionately, looking at Li Qing, "She said that men like these kinds of things, is that true?"

Li Qing had no idea Tian Yue’e used to be in such a business.

"Well, I quite like them," Li Qing said with a wicked smile.

"You little rascal, let’s take a break," Han Mei chided softly.