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"Spread your legs." Chen Shanye patted Ruan Mei's thigh.
Ruan Mei, whose belly was filled with thick semen, had a dazed look in her eyes. She was half lying on the table, twisting her limp waist, with the soles of her boots stepping on the edge of the table, and her closed legs slowly opening.
Chen Shanye used a tissue to catch the turbid liquid flowing out of her vagina. Several clumps of it were thrown into the trash can and he still couldn't wipe it clean. Her vagina, which had been fucked so hard that it was soft and rotten, was bright red, like bougainvillea climbing all over the wall, and it was spitting out white liquid in small mouthfuls.
"Is there any more?" Ruan Mei asked weakly. How come she hadn't finished wiping it for so long?
"It's too much, squeeze it in a little more." Chen Shanye laughed and pressed her belly directly. A small amount of food came out again, which made Ruan Mei so embarrassed that she reached out to scratch him.
Chen Shanye called home and told Shen Qing that he would not be going home tonight.
When Shen Qing heard that Ruan Mei was coming, he excitedly asked his son to bring her home for dinner tomorrow night.
Chen Shanye glanced at Ruan Mei, who was buttoning her coat and whose calves were shaking uncontrollably, and smiled and agreed to his mother.
Chen Shanye tidied up the shop briefly and handed his down jacket to Ruan Mei: "Put this on, it's cold outside."
The man's down jacket was large and wide, and when draped over his body it looked like a large cape made of balloons. It was almost as long as her long coat, covering her completely.
"What about you?" She was warm, but Chen Shanye was only wearing a thin piece of clothing.
"Are you worried about me? Put on your clothes and zip up." Chen Shanye squatted down and pulled up the rolling door with a clang.
Neither of them had dinner yet. Chen Shanye didn't dare let Ruan Mei stay outside for too long since she was dressed like that. When night fell in the mountains, the cold wind pierced their bones and made them ache.
"How about having skewers tonight? I'll have them delivered to your hotel room." Chen Shanye held her hand with one hand and took out a business card with his mobile phone in the other. He found a menu from his circle of friends and handed it to Ruan Mei.
His down jacket was too big, and Ruan Mei's hand emerged from the sleeve like a little white mouse looking out of a hole. Chen Shanye gently stroked her thumb knuckles, and a lamp was lit in her chest, illuminating and warming every corner of her heart.
The street he walked many times every day seemed a little different, but he couldn't tell what was different.
It was as if the old street lamp that always seemed covered in dust and couldn't illuminate the road ahead had the dust on the lampshade wiped clean tonight, and the dim light cast the shadows of the two people connected on the bumpy road surface clearly.
Ruan Mei booked the same room type as last time. Although the floor and location were different, she could still see the railway across the river from the window. When the green train passed by, a string of stars would fall on the river.
Her lower body was a mess, so she put on a shower cap and went to take a shower. When she came out of the bathroom, Chen Shanye was already picking up takeout at the door of the room. The management of hotels in small county towns was not strict. The last time she stayed here, small cards were stuffed into the door cracks, such as innocent schoolgirls and sexy wives.
The room was well heated, and Ruan Mei casually put on a loose T-shirt. Chen Shanye even took off his shirt and was shirtless. The two of them ate barbecue skewers on the rattan chair by the window, as if they had returned to the days a few months ago when they could stay together all day long without getting bored.
"You said a few days ago that grandma's house was almost finished? How come it's so fast?" Ruan Mei bit the last skewer of fat and lean beef, her words filled with the aroma of cumin and meat.
"It just happened to be good weather. There wasn't much rain this autumn, so construction will be fast once the funds are in place."
"Wow, next time I come, I can go see grandma's new home."
"Well, grandma said she'd leave one of the rooms for us, so we'd have somewhere to stay whenever we go."
Ruan Mei threw the bamboo stick into the empty lunch box and took a sip of Wang Laoji. "When I first saw Xiaofeng, he really looked a bit like Zhong Mang. He has small eyes and is about the same height. He even stutters when he gets nervous."
Chen Shanye stood up and picked up the trash: "Really? I was a little surprised when my relative introduced him to the job, and when I heard him talk about his family, it seemed like a coincidence."
Cai Xiaofeng is nineteen years old this year. He was born and raised in the county town. His parents died early, leaving his grandfather to raise him and his sister. Last year, the grandfather also passed away due to illness, leaving him and his sister alone at home. He did not go to college. After graduating from high school, he went to work odd jobs in the auto repair shop where Chen Shanye and Zhong Mang had both worked.
The auto repair shop is located in a remote area, not in the county town. Cai Xiaoyun is going to take the college entrance examination next year, so Cai Xiaofeng wants to change to a job closer to home so that he can take care of his sister's life and food. The relatives at the auto repair shop asked him to come to Chen Shanye to try.
It’s also a difficult child, Chen Shanye hopes that this time it will be too late.
After Chen Shanye took a shower, the two of them naturally did it again.
The end of the year is the final sprint for e-commerce. Express delivery will be stopped in a while, and Ruan Mei can only stay for two nights, so the young couple can't wait to spend these two days in bed.
Chen Shanye patted the big white steamed bun-like buttocks in front of him: "Lift your butt higher so I can see, when did you do it?"
"Ah?" Ruan Mei was lying on Chen Shanye, holding the penis in her hand and licking it intently. When the man asked her this, she didn't react for a moment, but her waist still bent down a little, and her butt swayed towards Chen Shanye's face.
With his slightly rough fingertips, he rubbed the plump mons pubis that looked like creamy ice cream. Chen Shanye blew a breath into the smooth little cunt: "Why are all the hairs gone?"
In the video last week, Ruan Mei's hair was still there.
That night she had just gotten a new sex machine, all black with patterns, automatically retractable and with multiple modes, but it was a bit large. Although not as large as his, a foreign object would always retain some force when put into the body. Ruan Mei swallowed the thing with some difficulty after some foreplay and lubrication.
But as soon as the switch was turned on, the charming moans coming through the headphones made Chen Shanye so hard that he was about to explode.
That night, he coaxed Chen Siyang to sleep with his grandparents, locked the door, and masturbated until his skin was almost peeling off. His hands were covered with glandular fluid, and his burning red eyes stared at the small round hole in his vagina that was stretched out by the sex machine. He imagined that it was himself who was inside Ruan Mei's body, splashing honey.
"Well, I did it the day before yesterday... Did you like it?" Ruan Mei lowered her upper body with her butt raised high, like a cat stretching by the fireplace.
"How can I not like it?" Chen Shanye muttered softly, parting the two petals of flesh, taking the berry-sweet flesh core into his mouth and sucking it, while his other hand roamed around the soft and moist flower entrance, sometimes patting it lightly and sometimes poking it shallowly, refusing to give the girl a good pleasure.
Ruan Mei nibbled the blue veins on the penis, scratching the grooves with her Christmas-themed nails in protest: "I want to fuck you..."
"Then eat it seriously. I can fuck you later after you get hard."
Three months of flirting only through text and voice had made them feel free to say anything obscene. Chen Shanye inserted half of his middle finger and began to dig into the flesh below. Immediately, a gurgling sound of water gushed out.
Ruan Mei shook her waist, hummed like a kitten, opened her mouth and took the hard penis into her mouth.
Wow, it’s obviously very hard.
This sex was charming and affectionate, as gentle as the moon hanging on the top of the mountain and covered by clouds.
Fingers twisted together, lips pressed against lips, tongues chasing tongues, keys embedded in the keyhole, trying to be tightly connected together, to smash every piece of candied moan.
Chen Shanye had just ejaculated not long ago, so this time he sent Ruan Mei to the peak again and again, while he held back his semen, just wanting to stay inside her for a little longer.
Until he was about to release, Chen Shanye became ruthless and fucked the girl hard and deep into the white swamp. Sweat dripped from his bangs, leaving traces of melted snow on the branches.
By the end, Ruan Mei's eyelids had drooped. She took a nap with her pillow in her arms. When she woke up, the soft pillow in her arms had turned into Chen Shanye's warm and hard chest. Her messy body was wiped clean and comfortable. Her feet, which were always cold in winter, were warmed by the man's big feet.
"Awake?" The heated room was too dry, and Chen Shanye's voice was a little hoarse. He brushed his palm lightly across her back and said, "Get up and drink some water."
"Well...feed me."
Chen Shanye naturally obeyed her. He picked up the cup of water from the bedside, took a sip, and lifted her chin to put the water into her mouth.
The two of them snuggled together, and their previous nighttime love talk was now discussing the next plan for "Mountain Food".
The development speed of "Mountain Food" was unexpectedly fast, and the area of Aunt Pang's store was a little insufficient. Chen Shanye thought that if the orders continued to increase after the Chinese New Year, he would have to rent the empty store next door and add one or two more staff members.
Ruan Mei also felt that they needed to hire more people, especially in customer service. She also suggested that Chen Shanye could launch some limited-time set meal gift boxes in conjunction with the Chinese New Year to facilitate customers who want to give gifts to relatives and friends. This would also provide more publicity for "Shanshi".
With a clear idea in mind, the contents and pricing of the gift box were quickly finalized. Ruan Mei, who has always been full of ideas in this regard, immediately contacted the designer and asked him to redesign a set of prosperous labels, and then make a set of red envelopes and spring couplets that combine traditional and modern elements as derivative cultural and creative gifts for the gift box.
"Isn't next year the Year of the Ox? Look at how the two elements, mountain and ox, go together."
"I know, auntie... I'll do it for you tomorrow. Please let me go tonight. I haven't slept for two nights..." The designer on the other end of the phone cried in a sad voice.
After hanging up the phone, Chen Shanye asked Ruan Mei for the designer's WeChat. Ruan Mei pushed the business card to him and asked, "Why do you want to add the designer?"
"We need to cooperate frequently in the future, so let's add it first." Chen Shanye replied.
The next night, Chen Shanye brought Ruan Mei home for dinner. Ruan Mei brought peanut cookies and other souvenirs for the two elders, and of course, Chen Siyang's Christmas gift was indispensable.
After dinner, Chen Siyang took Aunt Ruan to play with the car for a long time. When Chen Shanye finished washing the dishes and wanted to take Ruan Mei out, the little boy was still unwilling. He hugged Aunt Ruan's waist and refused to let her go. Finally, Chen Hechuan coaxed him with some peanut cookies and he let go.
Ruan Mei bent down and made a pinky promise with him that she would come to see him whenever she had time.
Chen Shanye drove the car, and the two of them soon arrived at the new district's large square along the rushing river. The surrounding shops were hung with Christmas decorations to suit the occasion, and white ice crystals and snowflakes were stuck on the glass reflecting the soft, dim lights of the shops.
Well, Chen Shanye has forgotten that he said yesterday that he is just a foreign thing.
All the young people in the county town may have come, gathered under the almost two-story-high Christmas tree. A small stage was set up in the open-air square, and Jingle Bells were played in a loop on the rough-quality speakers. The emcee introduced tonight's Christmas Eve activities in half Mandarin and half dialect. There was a raffle for a free year-old bubble tea sponsored by a milk tea shop, and a Christmas poem recitation by a senior choir. The highlight was of course the artificial snow that everyone was looking forward to.
Ruan Mei had indeed underestimated the temperature in the mountains at night. The coat she brought was useless, so she obediently put on Chen Shanye's black down jacket.
The stage was bustling with activity, and there were couples in the audience. Chen Shanye held Ruan Mei's slightly cold hand, warming one hand before warming the other.
Artificial snowflakes gushed out like foam from a cold volcano, gently landing on hair whorls and down jacket collars. The emcee passionately spoke into the microphone: "On this romantic Christmas Eve, hold the hand of your loved one and say to each other, I! Love! You!"
Ruan Mei didn't say anything, but directly put her arms around Chen Shanye's neck and stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips.
The man's lips were a little cold, but the tongue that entered his mouth was hot, like the temperature of his naked chest.
Some brave passers-by around saw that the couple had made such a good start and also started to have a passionate time with the lovers around them.
At this moment, a cry of surprise came from the crowd: "It's snowing! It's really snowing!"
Ruan Mei looked up suddenly. The artificial snow had not been falling for long. It had stopped when they were kissing, so what was falling quietly from the darkness at this time was real snow.
"Chen Shanye, it's snowing!" Southern children's obsession with snow is like the mountain children's yearning for the sea.
The white snow seemed to be pieces of golden paper dyed by the light of the goose yellow lamp, falling down silently.
The girl from the south tilted her head back and counted excitedly, one, two, three... When she counted the eighth piece, she was kissed by Chen Shanye.
Falling snow makes no sound, and there is no need to make any sound when saying I love you.
————Author’s nonsense————
There is expected to be one chapter left tomorrow :)
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