Chapter 80

Wen Qian wasn't tall, but she was indeed extremely plump, both fleshy and full of elasticity. That pair of full, fair breasts hanging on her thin body made people's blood boil and unable to stop looking.

Zhao Desan smoked a cigarette and carefully savored the scene of the sexual encounter at Wushan just now, feeling it was wonderful. He counted on his fingers: Zhang Xiaoyan, Wen Qian, Li Shanshan, these three young maidens of the Coal Bureau had all been tasted by him, plus the old village woman Zhang Aiai and Sister Lan, with whom he had the only emotional factor, a total of five women in less than ten days. His life curve was like a rebound from the bottom, and he was full of spring breeze and pride.

That's right! There's also Ma Ting, the underage girl who hasn't fully developed. Zhao Desan thought, how could I forget such a tender girl.