"Chen Yanyan, what are you talking about?" Song Lang asked, knowing in his heart that Chen Yanyan was telling the truth.
Chen Yanyan's stepmother's name is Li Xiu'e, which is the sister Xiu'e mentioned by the pretty widow Li Zhenzhu. The two are girls from the same village.
This Li Xiu'e was extremely beautiful. Although she was already in her early thirties, she was still beautiful and charming. Her reputation for beauty spread to several surrounding villages, attracting many men who wanted to sleep with her.
However, Li Xiu'e was very conservative about women. Although many men wanted to have sex with her and constantly harassed her, no man really succeeded in climbing into her bed.
And Li Xiu'e is also considered a celebrity in the village, because Li Xiu'e did not get along with other men after Chen Yanyan's father died, and she has treated Chen Yanyan as if she were her own child for so many years, which is surprising.
They talked about it with great interest. Moreover, Song Lang also heard that because of Li Xiu'e's noble sentiments, the village would soon build a chastity memorial arch for this chaste widow.
"Are you interested in my mother?" Chen Yanyan looked at Song Lang with an evil smile on her pretty face.
"What?" Song Lang didn't believe his ears. Why did this little girl dare to say anything?
"Little Song Lang, since we are good 'best friends', I will tell you a secret, but please don't tell others." Chen Yanyan changed her tone and said mysteriously to Song Lang again.
"What secret?" Song Lang's curiosity was completely aroused by Chen Yanyan's abnormal behavior.
"Humph, come with me." Chen Yanyan laughed evilly, grabbed Song Lang's arm, slowed down, and leaned under the window sill of the room.
"What's the secret? You're mysterious, you're like a thief!" Song Lang was also embarrassed, feeling like a thief.
"Haha!" Chen Yanyan laughed.
"Don't talk, you will know in a moment." Chen Yanyan whispered to Song Lang, with a bad look on her face.
"…………"
Song Lang looked at Chen Yanyan who was acting abnormally. He didn't know why but felt a little weird in his heart, as if he felt something exciting was about to happen.
Song Lang didn't speak and looked at Chen Yanyan. Chen Yanyan didn't speak and looked at Song Lang.
Just as the two of them were looking at each other affectionately, and Song Lang couldn't help but kiss the girl's mouth a few times and moisten her lips, a strange sound suddenly came to his ears.
"Hehe~!" Chen Yanyan suddenly laughed evilly.
"Ah~! Hmm~~Hmm~~"
A seductive voice reached Song Lang's ears. It was the voice of a woman calling for bed!
"I'll wipe it!"
Song Lang listened carefully, got up and wanted to run, but was held back by Chen Yanyan.
"Chen Yanyan, what on earth do you want to do!" Song Lang was anxious.
"You weakling, what are you afraid of?" Chen Yanyan looked at Song Lang with disdain: "There is no man in the room, and she is doing it for herself with the cucumber."
Song Lang glanced at Chen Yanyan. There were too many emotions in his eyes, including excitement, fear, and curiosity.
"My stepmother is so beautiful. There are countless men in Qingshan Town who want to have sex with her. Even some gangsters aged fifteen or sixteen want to have fun with her, but she is very protective and no man has ever been able to get her.
"Chen Yanyan listened to the moans of the women in the room and said to Song Lang.