Arriving at Old Pang's house…
As soon as Zhao An entered, he smelled a delicious aroma—chicken stir-fried with garlic, and a rich, savory fragrance.
"It smells so good!"
"Haha, teacher, you're here. Sit down, sit down."
Old Pang gestured for Zhao An to sit down and poured him a glass of wine. "This is homemade rice wine. Here, teacher, have a taste."
"Okay, it tastes good."
Zhao An picked it up and took a small sip…
Watching Mrs. Pang busy at the stove, her voluptuous figure was partially hidden by her simple plaid shirt.
Women of this age often begin to lose their figure, but her slightly sagging breasts appeared quite large and alluring, and her two large, pert buttocks were also large and firm, like a large, thick box!
Buttocks wider than shoulders—that's a sign of strong sexual desire; it's very pleasing to the eye.
"Old Pang, some people will be coming tomorrow.
Some people from my company who are willing to rent or sell their land to me, I'll start paying them.
As for the public land, that money will be yours then.
You can use it for some public welfare projects, so everyone can see how much you've done for the village."
Zhao An continued drinking his rice wine, his eyes occasionally drifting to the busy Old Pang.
He was starting to get a taste for these farm women.
Old Pang nodded repeatedly, "Great! Teacher, on behalf of the villagers of Xiahe Village, thank you! I'll toast you!"
He then picked up his wine glass and drank it down, his face flushing.
"That's not necessary. I'm here to do business.
I'll only come back if I can make money.
If it can bring you a prosperous change, that would be best.
Alright, Old Pang, I have some thoughts about you. I want to ask if you have any way to get an erection, to get your penis hard."
Zhao An's expression turned serious, as if Old Pang's problem were a terminal illness.
Seeing Zhao An's expression, Old Pang's heart pounded, and he said hesitantly, "No."
Zhao An's expression was a little strange. He picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and ate some vegetables to fill his stomach. "Generally speaking, a man's inability to get an erection is due to two reasons: a physical problem and a psychological one.
The former requires medication, while the latter requires psychological counseling and stimulation.
In my opinion, you have both problems."
He paused, giving Old Pang some time to process this, and then continued, "Your body needs conditioning; it's not quite right yet.
And you also have psychological issues.
Because you can't get an erection in front of your wife, it hurts your pride. You must have scolded Mrs. Pang for not being able to get an erection before, right?"
"Ah, teacher, you knew that too?"
Old Pang's astonished eyes and expression said it all…
Zhao An was right; otherwise, he would have already refuted him.
"The food's ready, teacher. Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't have much to offer you. Please forgive me, I'm so sorry."
Sister Pang brought out a pot of chicken, which looked freshly killed.
Her sallow cheeks still had a few beads of sweat; cooking was hard work.
Especially with the old-fashioned stove, which didn't have natural gas and relied entirely on firewood.
The kitchen was incredibly stuffy and hot.
And very pungent.
"It's alright, Sister Pang, sit down and eat with us."
Zhao An greeted her with a smile, not revealing his desire.
He had just ejaculated inside Chun Tao and wasn't really that eager yet.
Besides, he did have something else to do: to trick Old Pang into willingly giving his wife to him. He not only wanted to play with her, but he wanted to do it in front of him, and even ejaculate inside her!
He wanted to get Old Pang's wife pregnant and make him willingly let him, begging him to play with his wife!
"No, I'll eat over there. You men chat; I, a mere woman, won't join in."
Mrs. Pang held a bowl of rice, her smile gentle.
She was a true-blue farm woman—simple, kind, and virtuous. Almost every good quality was embodied in her; aside from lacking stunning beauty, she possessed everything!
Zhao An stopped Mrs. Pang…
Seeing her puzzled smile, he said, "I need your help with this."
After Mrs. Pang sat down…
Zhao An looked at Old Pang and said, "Old Pang, I want to ask you a question.
Do you think Mrs. Pang is a virtuous and good wife?"
Old Pang nodded proudly, "Of course! My wife is the best wife in the world. I'm incredibly lucky to have married her!"
His expression was completely genuine; this was the confidence of a man.
Although Old Pang had had mistresses before, he truly loved his wife.
Mrs. Pang didn't understand why Zhao An asked that, but she was still happy to hear her husband's answer.
Zhao An nodded, took a sip of his wine, and then took out a pill. "Take one first."
Old Pang didn't ask any questions, took it, and swallowed it with his wine.
Zhao An didn't speak, but urged them to continue eating. After they had eaten half a bowl of rice, he finally asked, "Old Pang, how are you feeling now?"
Old Pang felt himself; he seemed to have a slight erection, but it wasn't fully erect.
Just a slight feeling. He glanced at his wife, then gritted his teeth and said, "I feel something, but it's not very strong."
Zhao An nodded and said to the couple, "Then what I'm about to do is test you. Please forgive me if anything goes wrong.
I'll apologize with a drink first!"
He then picked up his wine and drank.
Old Pang, feeling embarrassed, picked up his glass and clinked it against Zhao An's. "Don't mention it. My teacher's hair has turned white because of me, how could I blame him? Teacher, do whatever you want, I understand!"