Chapter 4 No, we need to check if the man's penis is up to standard!
After dinner, the Zhao family asked the two young people to go out for a walk to digest their food and chat with each other.
The evening breeze felt cool on my skin.
Zhao Wenchang turned his head and looked at the woman with rosy cheeks: "Are you cold?"
Jiang Wanqiu nodded.
The temperature difference between the north and south is too great; she didn't expect the Great Northern Wilderness to be so cold. Even wearing all her thick clothes couldn't stop the chill from seeping in.
Zhao Wenchang said, "Then wait a moment, I have some warm clothes in my room."
As he spoke, he turned around and went back to get it.
When some villagers passed by, they saw that Jiang Wanqiu was a new face and struck up a conversation with her out of curiosity.
She was somewhat surprised to learn that she was waiting for Zhao Wenchang from the Zhao family.
"You don't know?" The man asked in a low voice when no one was around, "You dared to go on a blind date with his family's circumstances?"
Jiang Wanqiu was taken aback: "Is there something wrong with his family?"
"Oh dear, the fortune teller said that Zhao Wenchang is cursed and will have no descendants!"
No descendants?
Jiang Wanqiu's heart tightened suddenly!
In his past life, wasn't Wang Jianjun, that good-for-nothing, also a "childless" man?
"You mean... he has a problem there?"
The other person pursed their lips, neither nodding nor shaking their head in agreement.
Seeing Zhao Wenchang approach with the clothes, the man winked at Jiang Wanqiu and left.
Her mind was racing.
no!
Absolutely not!
She had to find a way to "check out the goods" before the wedding!
She doesn't want to experience the hardships she suffered in her past life again in this one!
Men with lower body problems often also have psychological issues. In her past life, Wang Jianjun, with his fat head, big ears, short legs, and thick neck, almost killed her.
If Zhao Wenchang causes any more trouble right now, even if I had ten lives, it wouldn't be enough for him to mock me!
Zhao Wenchang quickly walked back with a thick military overcoat and handed it to Jiang Wanqiu.
The clothes had a clean soapy smell.
"It's new, I've never worn it." He explained, his voice a little muffled, afraid she would be disgusted.
She nodded haphazardly, took the clothes and draped them over herself; the man's body heat seemed to still linger on the fabric, making it warm and cozy.
"Let's go for a walk," she said softly.
The two strolled slowly along the only dirt road in the village, neither of them speaking.
The night was like a huge black cloth, covering the entire village, with only a few houses letting out dim yellow lights from their windows.
Jiang Wanqiu's mind was entirely focused on "inspecting the goods".
How can I verify it?
You can't just pull down their pants to look, can you?
What kind of person has she become?
In a flash, she remembered her "Elysium Newbie Gift Pack".
Oh, right! Wasn't there a bottle of wine inside?
The instruction manual says it can arouse emotions...
Then give it a try!
If Zhao Wenchang still doesn't react after drinking it, then we need to reconsider this matter!
Once she made up her mind, she needed to find an opportunity to put it into practice.
There weren't many places to visit in the village, and Jiang Wanqiu wasn't really interested in that either, so the two of them strolled around for a bit and then went home.
But the house was dark and empty.
She went inside and instinctively tugged at the light cord. "It seems... the light won't turn on."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Wenchang looked up at the room and frowned slightly. "The light bulb might have burned out."
While Zhao Wenchang was fiddling with the old pull-cord switch on the wall in the dark, a beautifully packaged little wine bottle appeared in her hand on a whim.
She quickly unscrewed the bottle cap and poured the wine into a small glass.
The light bulb in the room flickered a few times, its flickering light making one's eyes water.
Suddenly, with a "snap," the room became brightly lit.
Zhao Wenchang dusted off his hands and turned around.
Jiang Wanqiu immediately handed over the wine glass, a smile on her face: "You've worked hard today. I suddenly remembered that I brought some wine from the city. Try it and warm yourself up. It's quite cold in this room at night."
Zhao Wenchang looked at the delicate little wine glass, which resembled a woman's, and without much thought, took it and drank it all in one gulp.
"This wine... tastes rather strange." He smacked his lips. This amount of wine was just enough to moisten his throat, but an indescribable sweet taste spread on his tongue, and a warm current flowed down his throat and into his stomach.
"Our southern fruit wine isn't very strong," Jiang Wanqiu said, making it up without batting an eye.
Zhao Wenchang handed the wine glass back to her and was about to leave when he said, "The light is out of order and probably won't last until tonight. I'll go see if anyone has a spare."
"Hey, don't rush off."
Jiang Wanqiu grabbed his arm.
The instant their skin touched, a tingling, electric-like sensation shot through Zhao Wenchang's body from his arm.
He stiffened, subtly withdrawing his hand, his voice tense: "Is there anything else?"
Jiang Wanqiu wasn't about to let him go. She deliberately twisted her ankle and crashed straight into the man's strong arms.
"Ah! There's a rat!" she screamed, grabbing his waist tightly with both hands.
Zhao Wenchang felt that something was wrong with him.
My heart was pounding like a drum, thump thump thump, it was frighteningly fast.
The woman in his arms was so soft it felt like she had no bones, and she had a wonderful fragrance that kept wafting into his nose.
He held her soft arm, and for a moment he didn't want to let go.
But a sliver of reason still made him gently push her away, asking in a hoarse voice, "Where are the mice?"
As he spoke, he turned around and actually began searching for mice in the corners of the wall.
Jiang Wanqiu looked at the man's tightly furrowed brows and felt uneasy.
What happened?
Is the wine ineffective? Or is this man... really impotent?
Just then, the light bulb above my head went out with a "buzz".
The room was instantly plunged into complete darkness.
"This filament hasn't been used for a long time, it's aged, I'll replace it with a new one for you tomorrow..."
Zhao Wenchang subconsciously looked up at the light on the roof, before he could finish speaking.
In the darkness, a warm, soft body pressed against him again, with considerable force, shoving his back against the cold earthen wall.
With a "boom"!
Zhao Wenchang felt all the heat and blood in his body rushing towards one place in an instant!
The woman was pressing down so tightly that he could even feel the softness of her breasts.
His hands were trembling violently. He wanted to push it away, but suddenly felt a little reluctant.
This is unlike his usual style.
For a moment, Zhao Wenchang felt as if he had been possessed by an evil spirit.
Suddenly, Jiang Wanqiu's icy fingers traced circles on his chest, and she asked in a slightly provocative tone, close to his ear:
"Hey, is your thing... not working?"
Zhao Wenchang's mind went blank for a moment, and he was completely stunned.
He never imagined that a young woman would ask such a question.
"...What did you say?" His throat was so dry it felt like it was on fire.
Jiang Wanqiu became bolder, her hand tracing down his chest.
"I said, I'm in this state, you can't possibly not feel anything at all, right?"
Zhao Wenchang understood instantly!
There's something wrong with that drink!
This woman... she gave me that stuff to drink just to test me?
She doubted whether she was a man?!
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