"Damn!"

Wu Song looked down speechlessly.

He was soaked with urine.

It flowed down his abdomen.

Wet the spot where they were connected, and also soaked Zhou Xiuhua herself.

Zhou Xiuhua looked at the messy scene, feeling so ashamed she almost turned to stone.

She hurriedly apologized, "Sorry, sorry Wu Song, I, I didn't mean to, but I really couldn't hold it..."

Wu Song grunted, "Aren't you going to use a tissue to clean it up?"

"Yes, yes!"

Zhou Xiuhua, no longer high and mighty or aloof, hurriedly grabbed a tissue and sat up to wipe.

Soon, she had cleaned the urine off both of them.

She went to wipe the sheets too.

Wu Song looked at her this way, she seemed like a normal woman.

He said, "Isn't the little pussy no longer cold? Doesn't your belly hurt anymore?"

Zhou Xiuhua was stunned, in her shame she had forgotten to think about that.

Now hearing Wu Song's words,

it seemed to be true.

Her stomach didn't hurt, her uterus wasn't cold, her little pussy was warm like never before.

She even felt her whole body warm up.

"It's amazing, I feel better than ever."

"This treatment is so magical. Is my illness cured?"

Zhou Xiuhua looked at Wu Song expectantly.

Wu Song said proudly, "What do you mean by 'sort of'? It's completely cured."

"Yes, yes, it's cured!" Zhou Xiuhua couldn't be happier, and excitedly stared at Wu Song, "So I won't have menstrual pain again, right?"

"Do you want menstrual pain so I can fuck you?" Wu Song smirked as he glanced at Zhou Xiuhua.

Zhou Xiuhua's heart tightened, a bit scared to look Wu Song in the eye; today she was thoroughly fucked, feeling better than ever, experiencing something unprecedented, she was addicted.

She wanted to experience it again in the future.

But if she wouldn't have menstrual pain again, what excuse could she use to have Wu Song come fuck her?

Zhou Xiuhua glanced at Wu Song, not wanting to admit it, but thinking of Wu Song's dominance and intensity earlier, if she didn't admit it, didn't genuinely confess, and Wu Song got angry, and never fucked her again, she would be missing out.

Zhou Xiuhua took a deep breath, made a decision, and seriously stared at Wu Song, saying, "I, I just want you to fuck me again in the future. As for menstrual pain, of course, I don't want it again."

As Zhou Xiuhua spoke, her small hand caressed Wu Song's chest, slightly moving her hips, rubbing her little hole against Wu Song's big stick, somewhat pleading, "So, can you come fuck me when you have time in the future?"

Wu Song lifted Zhou Xiuhua's chin, staring into her eyes, "Are you sure?"

Zhou Xiuhua no longer dodged, looking directly into Wu Song's eyes, saying, "I'm sure."

Wu Song nodded approvingly, "Alright, since you're being so honest, I'll come fuck you whenever I have time in the future."

"Yes, yes." Zhou Xiuhua was overjoyed, hurriedly hugging Wu Song, instinctively wanting to kiss him, but held back, afraid he would mind.

Wu Song smirked, lowered his head and kissed her.

Zhou Xiuhua immediately trembled with excitement, responding passionately.

Though her movements were clumsy, they were very enthusiastic.

Wu Song then stuck out his tongue, teaching her how to tongue kiss.

Zhou Xiuhua was taught again, excitedly entwining with Wu Song.

No trace of her previous restraint or arrogance could be seen.

After a bout of tongue kissing, until Zhou Xiuhua couldn't breathe, she finally struggled to separate from Wu Song.

After separating, she gave Wu Song a shy look, appearing to be a little wife, with none of the airs of a village chief.

Wu Song grabbed one of Zhou Xiuhua's soft breasts to play with, supple and smooth.

The touch was delightful.

Made it hard to let go.

Wu Song pinched the peak slightly, and Zhou Xiuhua immediately let out a soft moan.

"Oh, don't do that." Zhou Xiuhua whispered awkwardly, not letting Wu Song continue, she had checked the time, and nearly an hour had passed.

If they continued here, they would be found out, and it would be the end.

After all, this was the village government, and also her office.

And unbeknownst to her, Qin Wushuang was guarding the door.

Otherwise, they would've been discovered long ago.

Wu Song glanced back at the door, knowing full well that Qin Wushuang was guarding it.

Since Zhou Xiuhua said this, Wu Song smoothly released her soft breast.

He stood up.

The big stick dangled in front of Zhou Xiuhua.

Zhou Xiuhua looked at its moist gleam, feeling ashamed, because that was her fluid.

She hurriedly took a tissue to wipe down Wu Song.

As if this could wipe away the shame of her past.

Wu Song watched Zhou Xiuhua's wiping and chuckled, "Take good care of it, after all, it's your source of happiness."

Zhou Xiuhua gave a reserved smile, staring at that thick head, blushing and hot, but had to admit that Wu Song was right.

"This thing of yours, it just came, but why didn't it go soft?" Zhou Xiuhua curiously asked Wu Song.

Even though she hadn't climaxed from the fucking, she still knew the characteristics of a man's thing.

After coming, it should go flaccid for a time.

But Wu Song's seemed to have no such issue.

Wu Song chuckled proudly, "Now you know its strength?"

Zhou Xiuhua nodded in awe, "I know."

The two of them straightened their clothes.

Opened the office door.

Seeing Qin Wushuang standing at the door, Zhou Xiuhua's face flushed red, overwhelmed with embarrassment, and she instinctively asked, "You were standing at the door the whole time?"

Qin Wushuang's eyes were like water, instinctively clenching her buttocks, a trickle of moisture seeped from her little hole, yet she smiled and said, "No worries, it's the least I could do, after all, I'm here to make sure your treatment isn't interrupted."

Zhou Xiuhua thought of the sounds she made earlier, and how Qin Wushuang probably heard them all.

She felt even more ashamed and her whole body was burning up.

"Um, you didn't hear anything unusual, did you?" Zhou Xiuhua asked Qin Wushuang, covering her ears to deny it.

Qin Wushuang pretended to be clueless, looking at Zhou Xiuhua with confusion, "What unusual sounds? Village Chief Zhou, wasn't your treatment going smoothly? You look great, so I guess it's been cured?"

Zhou Xiuhua was relieved, it turned out Qin Wushuang hadn't heard her being fucked or her moaning.

"It's cured, Wu Song's medical skills are amazing! Thank you Wushuang, without you, I don't know when my illness could've been cured." Zhou Xiuhua gratefully shook hands with Qin Wushuang, "Thank you, Wushuang."

Qin Wushuang smiled, "Village Chief Zhou, you're too kind, the main thing is your illness is cured."

"It's cured, really thank you." Zhou Xiuhua thanked Qin Wushuang again, "And thank you for keeping watch by the door."

"To cure the village chief's illness, keeping watch is nothing." Qin Wushuang smiled courteously.

Wu Song glanced at Zhou Xiuhua and said, "Alright, I'm off, I have some business with Village Chief Qin."

After Wu Song spoke, he was about to leave.

Zhou Xiuhua quickly said, "Wu Song, let's exchange contact details, if you need anything, just let me know, I'll help if I can."

Wu Song nodded, exchanging contact information with Zhou Xiuhua.

Only then did he walk away with Qin Wushuang.

Zhou Xiuhua watched them until both disappeared around the corner, then she returned to her office feeling a strange sense of loss.

Wu Song and Qin Wushuang turned around the corner, sensing that there was no one around, a mischievous thought crossed his mind, he slapped Qin Wushuang's round bottom, grinning naughtily, "Your crotch soaked through?"

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