The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

Yang Shuisheng stood at the door of the main room, the suppressed yet alluring voice intermittently penetrating his ears, leaving him unsure whether to go in or back out.

He quickly recognized that it was indeed Xu Xiuxia's voice, and that she was probably the only one in the room.

He suddenly felt that the fifty yuan in his hand was burning hot.

Going in or making a sound at this moment would be extremely awkward.

"Never mind, just put the money on the table."

He was determined not to bother the other party and just wanted to quietly leave the money and go.

But when he glanced at the table, intending to place the money in a conspicuous spot, he discovered that the fresh, crisp cucumber from before was gone!

Recalling the sounds coming from the bedroom, Yang Shuisheng instantly understood where the cucumber had gone. He felt a wave of fear, but also a bit of amusement.

Luckily, Xu Xiuxia reacted quickly and snatched the cucumber back; otherwise, I can't even imagine what it would have been like if I had taken a bite.

He quickly went to the table, put the money down, and then tiptoed around, preparing to slip away.

"Aquatic..."

A suppressed yet clear call suddenly came from the bedroom, soft and gentle, as if squeezed from the depths of a throat.

Yang Shuisheng's body stiffened, as if he had been frozen in place, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

How did she know she was there?

I didn't make a sound at all. Could it be that she heard me when I pushed the door open or walked by?

His mind was in a mess, and he was hesitating whether to respond immediately or pretend he didn't hear and run away.

"Shuisheng... hurry... hurry..."

Another voice rang out, clearer than the previous one, carrying an impatient urging and longing, with a trembling, almost tearful tone at the end.

Yang Shuisheng instantly understood from that voice and tone.

Xu Xiuxia didn't actually know he was back; she was just imagining things!

She imagined what she was doing as being with him, and treated him as the object of her desires.

This realization struck Yang Shuisheng like an electric current, making him feel hot all over and his mouth dry.

An indescribable impulse suddenly surged into my heart.

His intense curiosity was piqued.

What exactly does Xu Xiuxia look like now?

As if possessed, he held his breath, tiptoed, and silently moved to the half-open bedroom door.

The crack in the door wasn't large, but it was enough for him to see what was happening inside.

Under the dim light of a kerosene lamp, Xu Xiuxia lay flat on the wooden bed, covered only by a thin sheet, which she had kicked into disarray, with most of it slipping down to her waist.

"Hmm~~~"

Her eyes were closed, her face flushed with a beautiful blush, her lips slightly parted, and she was breathing rapidly, uttering the suppressed moans he had just heard.

Her hair was scattered on the pillow, her forehead and temples were damp with sweat, and a few strands clung to her pinkish skin.

The worst part was that the floral dress she had just changed into was now torn to shreds, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and a deep cleavage, which gleamed alluringly under the light.

Her skirt was lifted up to her upper thighs, exposing two straight, long, and fair-skinned legs completely to the air. One leg was slightly bent, and the other...

Yang Shuisheng felt his blood rush to his head and his throat go dry.

The scene before me was even more sensual and explicit than the fleeting glimpse I had just caught in the bedroom, brimming with the beauty of a mature woman wallowing in desire.

Her constant murmurs about "Shui Sheng" made Yang Shui Sheng's mind wander.

Since she's already like this, I should just go in and do as she pleases. She shouldn't refuse, right?

It might even suit her perfectly?

This idea, like wild grass, grew wildly in Yang Shuisheng's mind.

The energy within him became even more active due to the stimulation before his eyes and the restlessness in his heart.

If I were to go in now and cultivate with her, the effect would definitely be excellent...

"Squeak!"

As he struggled internally, one hand unconsciously rested lightly on the door, hesitating whether to push it open.

Suddenly, a clear squeaking sound came from the corner of the main room!

Then came a rustling sound, as if something had been knocked over.

"ah--"

Startled by the sudden noise, Xu Xiuxia screamed in the bedroom, all her emotions and confusion instantly replaced by fear.

"Who...who's outside?"

She suddenly sat up in bed, not caring about her exposed body, and hurriedly pulled up the thin blanket that had slipped off, tightly wrapping it around her almost naked and alluring body. She looked at the bedroom door with suspicion and trembling.

Yang Shuisheng was also startled by the damned rat. When he heard Xu Xiuxia's terrified question, he immediately held his breath and retreated silently as quickly as possible. He slipped out of the main room in a few steps, crossed the courtyard, and arrived at the gate.

He leaned against the cold wall, panting heavily, his heart pounding, and cold sweat beading on his forehead.

Half of it was because of the guilt and excitement of peeping earlier, and the other half was because of the thrill of almost being discovered.

He swallowed hard, trying to calm his racing heart and the restless reaction in his body.

Looking back at the half-closed courtyard gate, I could vaguely hear Xu Xiuxia walking into the main room to check the situation.

"Never mind, today's the wrong time."

Xu Xiuxia had just been frightened, and he had almost stumbled upon her secret. Going in now would create an awkward atmosphere, even if she was willing.

Moreover, it's better to wait until the relationship between the two people becomes more natural and develops naturally.

Anyway, it seems she's interested in me too, so there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Yang Shuisheng made up his mind and, without further hesitation, got on his bicycle and pedaled hard toward Taohua'ao without looking back.

The night breeze was cool, but it couldn't dispel the burning desire in his heart or the erotic images in his mind.

More than an hour later, Yang Shuisheng finally returned to Taohua'ao.

The village was quiet, with everyone asleep except for a few occasional barks from dogs.

Considering it was too late, he rode the bike home and planned to return it to Zhao Hu the next day.

But when he was still a dozen steps away from his house, Yang Shuisheng realized something was wrong.

It's too quiet.

And the door seems a little crooked?

He quickened his pace, rushed to the door, and his heart skipped a beat.

The brass padlock I just bought this afternoon is gone!

Several rough pry marks were left on the door panel, and the door was ajar, revealing a dark void inside.

"Lin Wan!"

Yang Shuisheng's heart sank, and he pushed open the door and rushed inside.

The room was pitch black and completely silent.

He fumbled for a match and lit the kerosene lamp on the table.

The dim yellow light came on, illuminating the room.

The table is still there, the chair is still there, and the blankets are piled up messily on the bed.

But the person who should have been hiding inside has vanished without a trace!

The room was empty.

Lin Wan has disappeared!