"You, you should let her go. She thought I was joking with her, so she came to check on me," Du Lei continued stubbornly.

"Shut up, Brother Lei, she's already here." Wang Peng turned on his flashlight and shone it on the figure approaching the melon shed.

Feng Lingling walked up to the melon shed and said, "If I let you do this once, you'll give me three hundred yuan, right?"

These words were so blunt that Wang Peng almost couldn't handle them. "Sister Lingling, actually I'm Du Lei's friend. That note was just a joke."

“Du Lei definitely doesn’t know about this,” Feng Lingling said calmly. “If he did, he wouldn’t let you make such a joke.”

"Sister Lingling is really smart." Wang Peng chuckled.

“I’m not joking, I’m short of money.” She pulled out two condoms. “This is my first time. If I do it with you twice, you give me three hundred yuan.”

"Aren't you afraid I'll tell him?" Wang Peng laughed again.

He thought his flirtatious letter was too much, but he didn't expect Feng Lingling to be even more outrageous. How could a sixteen-year-old girl have such thoughts?

“I know Du Lei’s temper. If you dare tell him, he’ll beat you to death. This is our little secret. Is it necessary to tell him?” Feng Lingling started taking off her clothes. “Stop talking nonsense and take off your clothes.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Peng gently shook his head. So this was her true nature.

In her past life, Du Lei said that she turned bad because she went to the city, experienced the dazzling world, and couldn't resist the temptations.

In hindsight, that was utter nonsense, and the world of entertainment refuses to take the blame.

"Feng Lingling, that's enough!" Du Lei's roar came from the sorghum field.

He ran out of the sorghum field and saw Feng Lingling wearing only her underwear under the moonlight, and he was furious.

"You, I, I was so blind!"