Rushing out in a hurry, naturally, she could not pay much attention to other things.
Her thin top was no match for the size of her upper body.
The man's lecherous intent was relentless, his gaze kept darting toward that area on He Qianhui.
Once Zhang Hao realized this, he immediately stood in front of He Qianhui.
"If you want to see mine, I've got one too,"
Zhang Hao said, and was about to lift his own shirt up.
The man chuckled, "Little brother, pretend I'm ignorant, but your wife's got some solid assets, they're almost as big as the kid's play balls."
Zhang Hao faced the man's teasing with a cold expression, seemingly even the man knew his comment was inappropriate.
Just then, the owner of the courtyard returned, saving him.
"San Lengzi, what are you doing here?"
Upon hearing the call, San Lengzi hurried over.
"I'm here to borrow a hoe; I need to weed the fields tomorrow. Mine doesn't work well, so I want to borrow yours for a day."
