The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 95: Leave it, don’t move!_1

"Whose car is this?" Han Mei moved the basket of vegetables onto the car, asking curiously.

"Sister-in-law, I bought it!" Li Qing announced proudly, his voice filled with excitement.

"Always borrowing other people’s cars isn’t practical, now that I have a bit of money, buying one also makes things more convenient."

His words earned a big eyeroll from Han Mei, "You’ve got money but never think to save a bit, always splurging. You still need to save up for a wife."

"My bigger and smaller ’wives’ are right here, why would I need to marry another?" Li Qing said with a smile.

Han Mei threw another big eyeroll at Li Qing, "I’m your sister-in-law!"

"Well, there’s an old saying, ’Nothing tastes better than dumplings, and nothing’s more fun than a sister-in-law.’ Why be so reserved?" Tian Yue’e teased with a bobbing head, "Anyway, I don’t mind; if Qingzi dares, I’m willing to give myself to him."

"Shameless hussy, don’t you feel embarrassed? Is this the place to talk nonsense? Hurry on home!" Han Mei scolded with a flushed face. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Tian Yue’e laughed heartily, hopped off the car, grabbed Han Mei by the waist and pushed her onto the passenger seat next to Li Qing, "Here, sit here. Spend some quality time with your brother-in-law, I’ll go hop in the trunk."

Han Mei’s faced blushed slightly, and she slapped at Tian Yue’e a few times half-heartedly.

But those tempting and shapely buttocks didn’t budge; she sat quietly next to Li Qing.

It was unclear whether it was because of Tian Yue’e’s earlier remark, but Han Mei seemed somewhat uneasy.

Seeing this, Li Qing chuckled softly, "Sister-in-law, I definitely won’t consider marrying a wife again, I only want you!"

"Want what, want, just drive!" Han Mei’s alluring face flushed even deeper.

Li Qing chuckled ’hehe’ and drove away from the town.

"How much did the car cost?" On the way, Han Mei asked seriously.

Li Qing shifted closer to Han Mei, "Sixteen hundred, it’s a used car!"

"A used one, huh? Even for cars you like them used. That’s a bad habit!" Han Mei chuckled, teasing a little.

"Sister-in-law, in my heart, you are always the most perfect." Li Qing said earnestly.

"Stop it with the cheesiness, I... just said it off the cuff." Han Mei’s face turned red, and she lightly twisted Li Qing’s waist.

"Ssss..."

Li Qing winced in pain and his right hand moved off the handlebar, resting it on Han Mei’s slightly cool and delicate thigh.

Han Mei was wearing a relatively revealing short skirt today, in black, which made her fair skin even more tempting.

"Getting fresh again!"

Han Mei’s eyes fluttered as she covered his right hand on her thigh with her own left hand.

And then she helped Li Qing grasp the motorcycle’s handlebar.

"Focus on driving, is it okay to throttle like this?"

Immediately Li Qing was overjoyed, "It’s okay, we can take it slow, there’s no rush!"

"This car looks pretty new, not at all like a used one; it’s newer than me." Han Mei murmured.

Li Qing: ...

He wasn’t sure how to respond to that statement.

"Sister-in-law, you are not a used car." Li Qing gave it some thought and said solemnly.

Han Mei gave Li Qing a light eyeroll, "Not only am I a used car, but I’m also a used car that’s been in an accident. Only a naive kid like you would relentlessly hound after me, wanting to ’buy’."

"Sister-in-law, you can’t talk about yourself like that." Li Qing said with a serious face.

Her words made him feel very uncomfortable.

"It’s the truth!" Han Mei said.

Li Qing couldn’t argue with Han Mei’s messy and nonsensical logic, so he quietly slid his hand under her skirt.

"Don’t fidget, just leave it there." Han Mei held down Li Qing’s hand.

"I want to put it inside." Li Qing said.

"Once you’ve practiced enough, I’ll let you put ’that’ inside and just rest your hand on my leg," Han Mei chuckled lightly.

Li Qing’s heart skipped a beat.

From what his sister-in-law was saying, she was truly letting her guard down around him, and not just pretending.

It was incredibly good news.

All he needed to do now was to let his sister-in-law know how many times he and Tian Yue’e had practiced, then roughly estimate the outcome; it shouldn’t be long before he and his sister-in-law could enjoy the fruits of their labor.

At the thought, Li Qing couldn’t contain his excitement.

In his heart, Han Mei had always been the one, an irreplaceable obsession.

"Oh, touching the thigh, are we?" Tian Yue’e’s teasing voice suddenly came from the back seat.

Li Qing withdrew his hand like lightning.

Unexpectedly, Han Mei pulled his hand back, placing it on her fair thigh.

"Yeah, touching the leg, feeling jealous?" Han Mei provoked.

"Jealous of a leg touch? I can hug Qingzi whenever I want," Tian Yue’e said dismissively, "Are you jealous?"

Tian Yue’e’s racy words completely threw Han Mei off balance.

Her face turned red in an instant, and she was at a loss for words to retort Tian Yue’e.

Seeing this, Tian Yue’e burst into carefree laughter, "I think you should just give in and let Qingzi have his way. That way, we are all on the same footing, and we can share experiences with each other."

"You hussy, go back to your seat and watch out or you’ll roll the car over and get a ’car accident experience,’" Han Mei scolded.

Tian Yue’e giggled uncontrollably and playfully reached out as if to catch the wind.

Li Qing stealthily moved his hand a bit further under the skirt.

The suggestion Tian Yue’e just made was tantalizing to him.

It would be ideal to share a quilt for sure!

"You, your hand just won’t stay put," Han Mei soon noticed Li Qing’s little scheme.

"Just touching..." Li Qing murmured softly.

With a seductive glance at Li Qing, Han Mei gently guided his hand under her skirt, then sat up straight and proper.

Li Qing felt a surge of ecstasy. His sister-in-law was indeed treating him with more indulgence.

This change was huge compared to the past.

He gently stroked upward with his right hand at an angle.

The thin fabric was incredibly smooth, feeling like silk.

The deepest part of the skirt was exceptionally warm, somewhat like entering a greenhouse.

Just as Li Qing’s fingers had begun to trace down that narrow valley, preparing to explore the structure in detail, Han Mei held his hand down.

Her pretty face had turned even more rosy compared to before, looking exceptionally charming and tempting.

"Just leave it there, don’t move around."

Though a little disappointed, Li Qing saw the shy yet stern expression on his sister-in-law’s face and could only open his palm, resting it on the silky panties without moving further.

The tricycle moved at a steady pace back to the village under Han Mei’s control.

By the time they entered the village, night had completely fallen.

After the three shared a meal at Han Mei’s house, Li Qing returned to his own home.

As soon as he reached the door, he smelled something foul.

Turning on the light, Li Qing was instantly enraged, smoke practically billowing from his seven orifices, his wrath boiling over.

Someone had splashed manure all over their front door!