lit. village warmth and fragrance of flowers (idiom); fig. the intoxication of a beautiful spring day

"Sister-in-law, what kind of tree hole is this why did it suddenly get tight all of a sudden? It's holding the spoon!" Wang Erzhu said innocently, and deliberately rotated the spoon in his hand.　　This sudden rotation of the spoon made Lin Ya unable to resist her legs clenching violently again, and her mouth even hummed softly. That kind of stimulation was something she had never experienced before.　　It was cool yet laced with heat, stimulating her heart with an itch, wanting a man to fill herself up, to stuff herself to the brim.　　"Erzhu ...... don't ...... don't ask so many questions, hurry up and take out that vegetable ...... sister-in-law quickly... . can't stand it anymore ......"　　Listening to Lin Ya's thick panting, Wang Erzhu also reacted, his bottom had long since risen like a corncob!　　After all, this is the first time he touched a woman so close, and, again, he has been fantasizing about the beautiful sister-in-law Lin Ya. Today, such a good opportunity, he naturally did not want to let go. While thinking in his heart, he again put the spoon in his hand and probed inside.　　This time Lin Ya had a bigger reaction than before, and her whole body shivered!