Chapter 852: Halfway to Ninety at a Hundred Steps

After several rounds, the first one to admit defeat was still Wang An.

It had to be admitted that when it came to "fooling around," women definitely possessed an innate advantage.

Although Wang An had expected this, when the moment actually arrived where he was powerless to fight any further, he still felt a bit depressed. Mainly, he felt it was a blow to his pride—he had brought shame upon all men.

Looking at Wang An, who was sprawled there like a dead dog pretending to be lifeless, Sun Nian—still bare-bottomed—continued to shout and provoke him

"Weren't you so capable? Come on! Come and do me!"

"Weren't you so badass? Why have you gone cowardly? Come on and fuck me to death!"

"Tsk, you're nothing. I told you to exercise more usually, but you wouldn't listen."

Just like that, Sun Nian's mouth never stopped, and occasionally she would give Wang An a little nudge with her hand.

Wang An heard Sun Nian's arrogant words in his ears, but whether it was his body or his mouth, he remained very obedient, not daring to harbor the slightest thought of resistance.

The main thing was that this woman, Sun Nian, was absolutely the type who, if she could take practical action, would never waste time arguing.

If Wang An dared to say a single word, it would definitely trigger Sun Nian's "rage," and immediately following that, she would subject Wang An to a bout of inhuman ravaging and torture.

The key was that this ravaging and torture felt very enjoyable and happy at the time.

But when the frequency became too high, it turned into actual ravaging and torture.

Especially the feeling of weakness after the pleasure; it felt as if one's entire essence and spirit had been sucked dry.

Therefore, playing dead was Wang An's only way out at this moment. After all, as the saying goes, "surrendering loses only half."

Finally, after nagging for a long time, perhaps Sun Nian had a change of heart, or perhaps she realized Wang An truly lacked the strength to fight again, and she finally stopped her constant chattering.

After a while, noticing that Wang An still hadn't reacted, Sun Nian stole a glance at him, quietly let out a long breath, and then parted her beautiful little lips to hiss in a breath of cold air.

Immediately after, Sun Nian furrowed her willow-leaf brows and murmured softly

"This stubborn donkey."

It was clear that at this moment, Sun Nian was not actually as energetic or as full of fighting spirit as she had appeared.

To be precise, Sun Nian was also at the end of her rope.

Furthermore, if Wang An had just turned his face, he would have seen that Sun Nian wasn't feeling too great either.

Unfortunately, because Wang An was in a state of playing dead, he didn't know that he was actually quite formidable himself.

If Wang An could have summoned his spirit and held on for just a bit longer, the fear he felt toward Sun Nian might have vanished entirely from then on.

It must be said that the phrase "the last ten steps are the hardest" is absolutely true; if one just persists a little longer, the result could very likely change.

After another while, listening to Wang An's steady breathing, Sun Nian discovered that the man who had been playing dead had actually fallen asleep.

Looking at the wall clock, Sun Nian also lay on her side, resting her hand on Wang An's body, and closed her eyes.

And so, this pair of scandalous lovers slept there, bare-bottomed, in broad daylight.

And it must be said, this sleep was exceptionally sweet. By the time Wang An woke up, it was already three in the afternoon.

Most importantly, the feeling of weakness—the sensation that his essence and spirit had been completely drained—had entirely disappeared.

Wang An couldn't help but lament inwardly: *Being young is great; this recovery speed is truly fast.*

However, for some reason, Sun Nian—who had previously been shouting for Wang An to fuck her to death—now wouldn't let him do it.

Moreover, when Wang An proactively tried to tease her, he met with strong resistance.

Thus, Wang An said with a grin while his hands wandered

"What's wrong, Sister Nian? No more desire? Weren't you showing off to me earlier?"

It had to be said that Sun Nian's skin was truly heavenly; not only did it look white and tender, but the feel was incredibly amazing, very similar to the skin of a young child.

Sun Nian didn't seem to mind Wang An's wandering hands, but her words remained firm

"Do you even have the capability anymore? If we do it again, let's agree on one thing: you can't play dead again."

It must be said that this woman, Sun Nian, understood the art of war.

Clearly, it was her own body that was exhausted and unable to fight, yet she directly employed a strategy of "retreating to advance," hitting Wang An with a direct checkmate.

And the power of this move was indeed quite large, achieving the effect of shaking five pieces with one strike.

Wang An said with a sheepish smile

"Mainly, there's not enough time. I have to hurry and get the glass home, otherwise, it'll be a problem if it rains one day. How about next time I come to the county town, we'll do it properly."

Sun Nian rolled her eyes at him and said

"Hmph, you talk as if you can definitely beat me next time."

It had to be said, wanting to determine a winner and loser even in "fooling around"—Sun Nian was truly one of a kind.

After a pause, Sun Nian seemed to suddenly remember something and said

"Right, next time you come to the county town, if you don't come find me first, just see how I deal with you."

As she spoke, Sun Nian gave Wang An a threatening look.

Clearly, Sun Nian was not joking.

Wang An nodded and said

"Of course. Since Sister Nian has spoken, I must listen."

Although he said this, Wang An secretly made a decision in his heart.

That was to brew a "Three-Penis Wine" after returning home.

He would use a tiger penis and a red deer penis to brew the wine; of course, he'd have to add a few wolf penises as well. The reason for using wolf penises was that Wang An's family didn't have any dog penises.

Wolves and dogs were similar; Wang An felt it didn't matter which one he used.

The reason he wanted to brew this Three-Penis Wine was that Wang An felt that although he was young, he needed to maintain his body properly.

Otherwise, when he got older, he might truly end up staring at "that thing" and shedding tears.

After Wang An finished speaking, Sun Nian slapped away his mischievous hand and said

"Alright, stop groping endlessly. Go home and grope Xueqing. You can leave now; I need to tidy up and check in at the office."

Hearing this, Wang An nodded

"Mm-hmm, then I'm off. We'll fight again next time, hahaha..."

Actually, after fooling around and taking a nap, it felt quite good.

As they spoke, the two of them stood up together and put on their clothes.

After leaving Sun Nian's house, Wang An drove his four-wheeled vehicle straight home.

Passing by the hardware store, Wang An bought a lot of glass putty powder, turpentine, and clear varnish, and finally bought several putty knives and glass cutters.

The glass putty powder of this era was actually just gypsum powder.

By mixing turpentine and clear varnish, stirring it with gypsum powder, and letting it sit overnight, one could obtain glass putty the next day.

In reality, not many people used this stuff to seal glass at the time; most households used paper brushed with paste to seal the glass and windows.

However, after doing that, the windows looked quite ugly.

(End of Chapter)