The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian

Su Yuyan was so engrossed in watching that she didn't notice Song Mengtian approaching.

Still bending over with her back arched, sneaking a peek.

Song Mengtian initially wanted to scare Su Yuyan but also grew curious about what exactly she was peeking at.

So, Song Mengtian tiptoed behind Su Yuyan, wanting to take a look inside the room as well.

Meanwhile, lying on the bed and activating his X-ray Vision to enjoy Su Yuyan's peeking was Wu Song, who first noticed Song Mengtian behind Su Yuyan.

Startled, he quickly grabbed a bedsheet to cover his "big gun."

At the same time, he glanced at Xue Qingyao.

He found her still lying there, completely entranced.

Clearly, she was oblivious to the happenings outside the door.

To be so out of it as a Martial Artist, she was truly drunk.

Wu Song felt an intense headache.

Initially, it would have been fine if Su Yuyan was peeking alone.

She wouldn't dare make a fuss.

But Song Mengtian's presence complicated things.

Because her relationship with him was different from Su Yuyan's.

Wu Song couldn't think of a good solution for the time being.

So, he tapped a point on Xue Qingyao to truly knock her out, then swiftly swept her, along with her clothes, into the gap on the bed.

With this, he was the only one left on the bed.

Song Mengtian wouldn't think much when she saw it.

Even if she asked about what Su Yuyan saw, Su Yuyan definitely wouldn't explain and would willingly help Xue Qingyao cover up.

Seeing Wu Song's handling of Xue Qingyao, Su Yuyan was stunned, quickly got angry, and was just about to do something when she felt a movement behind her, and someone hugged her waist.

Su Yuyan wanted to scream but instinctively struggled.

"Shh..."

Song Mengtian whispered softly in her ear, "It's me."

Su Yuyan immediately froze, suppressing the urge to scream.

She instinctively turned her head to look at Song Mengtian, her eyes filled with amazement and panic.

"What are you peeking at?" Song Mengtian asked Su Yuyan in a lowered voice.

Su Yuyan was undeniably flustered, her cheeks slightly red, stammering and unable to find words, suddenly pushed Song Mengtian away, and ran off herself.

Song Mengtian was dumbfounded, staring in shock at Su Yuyan's retreating figure.

What's going on?

Su Yuyan's reaction didn't seem quite right.

Song Mengtian didn't chase after Su Yuyan, instead, she curiously peered through the crack of the door to find out what was inside.

When she saw Wu Song lying stark naked on the bed with his intimidating "big gun," upright and alert, she was herself a little dazed.

Though she'd experienced, played with, and even been numbed to almost breaking point by this gun.

Yet, she was completely enamored with it.

"No wonder that girl was peeking." Song Mengtian chuckled to herself, understanding why Su Yuyan ran away, flushed, without answering when she asked.

Song Mengtian didn't need to peek; she confidently pushed the door open and shouted with a smile, "What's going on? What are you doing in this room?"

Wu Song rubbed his eyes with a look of just waking up from a good nap, puzzled, "I just went to the bathroom. Coming back, I forgot which room, so I randomly came in here to rest. What's the matter? Is there something wrong?"

Song Mengtian smacked Wu Song's "big gun" lightly, chiding, "What's wrong? Is it okay to rest naked?"

Wu Song laughed, dismissing it, "Sleeping naked feels great. You should try it too."

Song Mengtian playfully retorted, "Get lost, you're just spouting nonsense."

Yet, her sweet and charming face was beaming with delight, thinking that she might try sleeping naked sometime when she had the chance.

But she didn't forget her own matter.

Pointing at her thigh, she said, "Didn't you say you could remove my scars? Want to take a look?"

Wu Song smiled, "Of course, let's go back to the previous room."

"Then put on your pants." Song Mengtian teased with a playful smile, tapping Wu Song's "big gun."

She truly adored it from the bottom of her heart.

Wu Song chuckled and gave Song Mengtian a playful smack on her curvy bottom, "Alright, you head over first, I'll follow once I've put on my pants."

Without suspecting anything, Song Mengtian obediently nodded and strolled out.

When she looked up, she saw Su Yuyan hiding at the corner on the second floor, watching them.

Su Yuyan quickly dodged when she noticed Song Mengtian spotting her.

Song Mengtian just smiled sweetly without exposing her.

Previously, she had been tense and somber due to Su Yuyan's paralysis, but now that Su Yuyan's legs were healed, and after a session of intimate combat with Wu Song, she felt physically and mentally cleansed.

Her mood was excellent.

She appeared sweet and charming, without a hint of the serious and authoritative beauty cop demeanor.

Song Mengtian gleefully returned to the room.

Wu Song, meanwhile, lifted Xue Qingyao back onto the bed.

Seeing her alluring mature body, her white tender chest, and dense black hair, Wu Song's "big gun" immediately perked up.

Spreading Xue Qingyao's legs to expose the plump area between them, Wu Song guided his "big gun" right in.

After a vigorous session, releasing a wave of True Qi, he woke Xue Qingyao up.

He didn't stop moving.

Xue Qingyao's whole body was shaking as she groggily looked at Wu Song, expressing amazement, "You're still going? Still so hard?"

Feeling the strong and firm pole moving vigorously inside her, Xue Qingyao's expression turned fearful.

It was truly too powerful.

"Seems that not using True Qi was a mistake." Xue Qingyao regretted privately, thinking she shouldn't have worried Wu Song couldn't handle her, which led to him softening before she was satisfied.

Therefore, when doing it with Wu Song, she deliberately didn't use True Qi and relied solely on her physical endurance.

Little did she know, she'd be knocked out by the vigorous action.

Now, she was being awakened by the same actions.

This was truly impressive.

Calling it abnormal was no exaggeration.

Xue Qingyao hastily mobilized her True Qi to circulate throughout her body, countering Wu Song's "big gun."

Wu Song felt the True Qi inside her begin to flow and laughed, "It's enough that you're awake; just rest for now. I've got matters to attend to."

Before Xue Qingyao could react with confusion and frustration, Wu Song swiftly pulled out with a "pop."

He grabbed his pants to put on.

Xue Qingyao was left bewildered, her legs spread apart unconsciously, asking, "Are you playing with me?"

She had just started feeling it, intending to mobilize her True Qi for a good session with Wu Song, only for him to pull out and leave?

Wu Song chuckled, "Aunt Xue, what are you saying? How could I play with you? I really have something to handle. Tian Tian is waiting over there."

Upon hearing it was about Song Mengtian, Xue Qingyao could only clench her legs, grabbing tissues to clean herself, "What's up with Tian Tian?"

"Doesn't she have a scar on her leg? I promised to remove it." Wu Song replied while arranging his pants with a smile.

At the same time, he walked towards the door.

"Scar removal? You can remove scars?" Xue Qingyao was overjoyed, quickly rushing over to stop Wu Song.

"Why? Can't I?" Wu Song looked puzzled at Xue Qingyao.

Xue Qingyao hastily shook her head, "Not that you can't, it's that you can. I also have some scars, could you help deal with them too?"

"You have scars? Where?" Wu Song asked, confused, looking at Xue Qingyao.

"Yes, didn't you see? It's right here." As Xue Qingyao spoke, she sat on the bed, spreading her legs and pulling apart the dark hair for Wu Song to see.