Chapter 29.2 - Late Night Talk (2/2)

He was silent, so Tang Huan gently kissed his palm.

He withdrew his hands in shock. Tang Huan moved up a little and used her chest to wedge his right hand between her and him as she said, a little terrified, a little hopeful, and a little out of breath, “Uncle, I-I don’t know what’s going on. When I tried to relieve your itching, my chest became itchy as well. It’s hard for me to lift my left hand, so Uncle, could you please help me scratch it… Mmm, it’s so itchy. Is Uncle’s itch contagious? Uncle…”

How could it possibly be contagious?

Letting his thoughts run wild in his muddled mind, he wondered, could it be that his niece was also aroused?

Yes, this was indeed the most intimate thing between a man and a woman. He liked her, so he couldn’t control it. She…probably hadn’t been able to get over her feelings, right?

She still liked him.

In the darkness, in the midst of his violent yearning, the woman lying beside him gradually became his woman, the woman he liked, and not…

Song Mo could no longer think. His large hand shook as he grasped one of her breasts.

“Mmm, yes, that’s the spot. Help me scratch it, Uncle… Mmm, it feels nice. Use more force, Uncle..”

He foolishly followed her commands. Relishing such gentleness for the first time, Tang Huan cooperatively twisted her body under his hand. The man gradually became disobedient. When she loosened her grip slightly, he increased his strength, as if he was silently urging her. Even when she made him feel good, he still rubbed her hard. Tang Huan backed up, but he pursued her as if her breasts were treasures he had finally obtained. After he had a hold on them, he would never let them go.

The blanket gradually slipped off the shoulders of the two of them.

Tang Huan raised her head and gazed seductively at the man. The faint starlight shone in, and she noticed his eyes were closed. Dissatisfied, she wrapped her left hand around his neck and pulled him down. While his eyes were still closed, she grazed his chin with her lips. “Uncle, you made your niece feel so comfortable… Mmm, Uncle, are you still itchy? If it doesn’t itch anymore, I will stop. My hand is getting a little sore because Uncle is too big…”

Her spring breeze-like breath, feather-like touch, and straightforward teasing… Song Mo’s Adam’s apple bobbed. “W-wait a little longer, soon, soon.”

Tang Huan smiled smugly. This man…did he still remember who he was?

She pressed the back of his head and forced him to lower his head to face her, then sent her lips up and kissed him gently.

The man wanted to dodge, but the moment her small tongue deftly hooked his, he pressed himself onto her like he had gone crazy, as heavy as a mountain. His strong arms were vines on the mountain, wrapping around her shoulders and trapping her waist. His tongue was a dew-drinking leaf, greedily claiming the dew in her mouth. Below there was his root, moving deeply in her tightly clenched little hand, as if to plunge deeper and deeper…

She whimpered in protest, and in order to please her, he sprinkled all of his seeds on her.

As the wind stopped, the tree went still.

The man’s reason returned, and his face was flushed with remorse. Not daring to look at her, he silently wiped her body.

Tang Huan was confused. “Uncle, what is this? Why is it that when you stopped itching, something sprayed out of that thing?”

After regaining consciousness, Song Mo didn’t know how to explain it to her.

How did things end up this way tonight?

He touched her, kissed her, and…

It was still fine when she was unaware. However, when she got married in the future, she would definitely understand what kind of animalistic actions he had committed tonight. When that time came, how could he face her?

Perhaps, once she was married, he would leave Baishui Village.

He didn’t say anything, so Tang Huan stopped asking. After the two lay down again, she nestled in his arms with a contented expression. “Uncle, you kissed me just now…”

“Jinzhi, don’t bring it up again. Uncle is entirely to blame. I really shouldn’t have-”

Tang Huan covered his mouth and looked him in the eyes. “Uncle, listen to me first. My chest was itchy just now, so Uncle scratched it for me. Later, because I was too thirsty, I took the water from Uncle’s mouth. Uncle took the initiative to feed me because you felt bad for me. Uncle, it wasn’t a kiss. You don’t have to blame yourself. Besides, Jinzhi likes it very much. Jinzhi couldn’t even imagine how disgusting it would be to go mouth-to-mouth with other men, but when it’s Uncle, Jinzhi likes it a lot. Uncle, do you like it?”

Her face was blurry in the darkness, but her words were gentle and shy, rejoicing in the intimacy of the two but also uneasy at not knowing how he felt.

She said that she liked it and that she would be disgusted to do it with other men. Then, if he said he didn’t like it, would she misunderstand…

“Un-uncle likes it as well. Jinzhi, go to sleep. Let’s not think about it anymore.” His mind was currently in turmoil.

Tang Huan looked at him and surprised him with another quick kiss on his lips.

“Jinzhi…”

“Uncle said you liked it, and Jinzhi does as well. Then please let me give you a kiss, okay? Good Uncle, please let me kiss you. If you get itchy again in the future, your niece will still help you,” Tang Huan said coquettishly.

Song Mo resignedly pressed her to lie down, and as he tucked her in, he said, “Lie down properly, lest you catch a cold.”

Tang Huan leaned in close, wrapped her arms around his neck, and shyly said, “Uncle is the best… By the way, Uncle, a-are all men as big as you are down there? Don’t be angry if I tell you the truth, but it’s so big and long. I was so shocked when I touched it just now.”

Song Mo’s body stiffened.

Tang Huan hugged him and pleaded softly, “Uncle, quickly tell me. I’m really curious, really really curious.”

“Un-uncle also doesn’t know what o-other people’s are like.”

Tang Huan nodded solemnly, and after a while, her voice became quieter, “Uncle, when I used to wash clothes by the river, I, I overheard those married women say that, w-when two people are married, t-the man will insert t-that thing into the woman’s… Uncle, you are so big down there. After you get married in the future, can Auntie stand it? It’s scary just thinking about it. How could it fit in?”

Song Mo had another erection.

He thought of that place of hers. C-could it fit in?

“Ah, Uncle, you’re itching again…”

The author has something to say: *Covering my face* Uncle Song is pretty easy to conquer, because he can’t be cruel to his niece. Hehe, this dream will come to an end in the next chapter~

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