Wang Xi Shun, the son of Wang Jia, is over twenty years old but still single.,Meng Xi hadn't even had time to fully grow up before Wang Xi seized her from behind, covering her mouth with one hand and holding her waist with the other, forcefully dragging her into the nearby sorghum field.,Wang Xishun was about to tear away the last layer of cloth, revealing another alluring god. Suddenly, a cold stone flew out from behind the layers of green sorghum leaves and struck Wang Xishun's hand with force.。