Housemaid Knocks at My Door at Night

Fortunately, the corn was already very tall and the leaves were wide and big. Although Han Qian wasn't far from them, she had perfectly hidden herself.    

    

She peeled off a leaf and an unsightly scene entered her eyes.    

    

Han Qian also thought of Zhang Shuang from the former village who was having an affair with someone in the corn field. The man who was snorting like a male dog on her body was actually the famous second-rate son of the village, Li Chuang.    

    

Zhang Shuang was a few years older than her. When Han Qian was not married, the relationship between the two of them could be considered pretty good. In Han Qian's impression, Zhang Shuang was a very conservative and docile woman.    

    

Two years ago, I heard that she gave birth to a son. Furthermore, her husband earned a lot of money working outside and should be living a happy life. How could he fall in love with another man in the blink of an eye?    

    

Han Qian's heart trembled. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that Zhang Shuang would betray her husband even if she had beaten him to death!    

    

Zhang Shuang was lying naked on the ground with their clothes on top of her. Her legs were like water snakes, coquettishly wrapping around the man's waist. Li Chuang's movements were very quick. Her delicate and pretty face was filled with love, and she looked to be enjoying it a lot.    

    

"Ah! My good brother, you're too amazing! Hmm, just a bit faster ?"    

    

The woman screamed crazily. Han Qian simply didn't know this unruly woman in front of her.    

    

Who in the village wouldn't exaggerate how good marriage was? Her husband was so good to her, how could she do such a thing?    

    

Li Chuang was also panting heavily, "Look at you, your husband has never seen such a big wave like this before, right?"    

    

Zhang Shuang closed her beautiful eyes and said with a look of enjoyment, "Oh, of course not. He's acting like this for you to see alone ?"    

    

As the two of them spoke, they changed their positions. Zhang Shuang's white butt was pointed straight at Han Qian, allowing her to clearly see the shameful scene.    

    

Han Qian blushed, and cursed the two of them in her heart. As their movements became more and more daring, many gestures that Han Qian had never seen before began to take their place.    

    

Han Qian did not leave immediately. This reckless and bold scene gave her quite a bit of impact. Looking at the delighted expressions on their faces, Han Qian couldn't help but think in her heart, 'Is it really that comfortable?'    

    

Very soon, Zhang Shuang gave her an answer. The woman twisted her delicate body and shouted loudly, "My good brother, it's so comfortable that it's killing me..." "If only my husband could be like you, able to love others, ah!"    

    

Han Qian felt like she was watching an AV movie, but it was a more exciting live version. The two of them spoke without any shame, causing her body to heat up.    

    

The incident at noon had not satisfied her at all. The emptiness in her body was stimulated by the scene before her.    

    

Han Qian subconsciously tightened her beautiful legs, and a slight wave spread between them.    

    

A feeling of itchiness and numbness made Han Qian want to be filled to the brim, just like ? Just like Zhang Shuang and Li Chuang in front of him.    

    

The first face that intruded into her mind was Zhao Bin.    

    

Gradually, the unrestrained scene in front of Han Qian's eyes changed from the protagonist to the protagonist, Zhao Bin and herself.    

    

If it was Zhao Bin ? Han Qian's face was red, she would definitely not say such a shameful thing.    

    

Thinking of that scene, Han Qian couldn't help but gently scratch her undergarment to comfort her.    

    

At this moment, she wished that Zhao Bin would stay by her side and comfort her like last time.    

    

This was the first time that Han Qian had developed a desire for Zhao Bin. When he thought of the fact that Zhao Bin was thousands of miles away from her now, his desire grew even stronger.    

    

Then, as the movements between the two became more and more audacious, the man fell on the woman with a wild cry.    

    

Han Qian's mind went blank as her legs clamped down.    

    

When she came back to her senses, the man and woman on the ground were still tightly hugging, afraid that the two of them would notice, so Han Qian hurriedly ran back home.    

    

When she got into bed, she still felt her legs go soft.    

    

Beside her, Chen Shan was in an uproar as Han Qian felt a wave of guilt in her heart. But when she thought about what happened in the afternoon, Han Qian's heart was filled with resentment towards Chen Shan. Two emotions mixed together, torturing her.    

    

She stayed at home for two days. When she left, Chen Shan gloomily said, "Wifey, in two days I'll go to the city to visit you."    

    

Han Qian was shocked and hurriedly said, "You have time to take good care of the family, take good care of Mom and Dad."    

    

Hearing Han Qian's words, Chen Shan actually did not say anything. From the looks of it, he seemed to have given up on this idea.    

    

Han Qian relaxed her heart and happily rushed back to Zhao Bin's house.    

    

Zhao Bin had already returned from a business trip and sent a text message saying that he had brought her a lot of gifts.    

    

After not seeing Zhao Bin for a few days, Han Qian realized that she missed Zhao Bin.    

    

After returning home, just as she opened the door, a faint scent of ancient dragon perfume surrounded her.    

    

Zhao Bin was standing with his arms wrapped around Han Qian. With a smile on his face, he took two deep breaths and smelled the fragrance that made his heart lurch.    

    

Han Qian's face turned red as she hurriedly shoved Zhao Bin's firm chest. "Brother Zhao, don't be like this ?"    

    

Zhao Bin was about to go crazy from wanting to hug this delicate body of his for the past few days. How could he possibly listen to Han Qian's advice? Holding the soft jade in her arms, this feeling was simply too wonderful.    

    

Zhao Bin's large hand groped around Han Qian's skirt, as if he wanted to probe inside to see what was inside.