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[Rural Areas] The Countryside is So Beautiful (Complete) - 18 

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Chapter 102 Ambiguity
I didn't go to sleep immediately, but lay on the edge of the bed, looking down at Jiang Ailian who was eating. Sometimes I can't help but marvel at God's favoritism. If I hadn't seen Xia Xiaoli, I would never have believed that she was a mother. Just like my sister-in-law, both of them were perfect works of art. Every smile, every frown, every movement was so perfect.



Jiang Ailian exuded a cold and aloof beauty. Her figure was perfectly proportioned, especially her two sexy jade legs tightly wrapped in a thin white dress—they were simply…too perfect!



My eyes were fixed on her, purely for admiration. At this moment, her legs were crossed, her jade-like skin layered, the beautiful lines of her legs subtly visible through the slit.



When she noticed my gaze lingering on the hem of her skirt, a faint blush rose to her face. She hurriedly lowered her legs, grabbed the hem of her skirt, and pretended not to have noticed me.



Watching her eat with such a smug expression, I suddenly remembered what Xia Xiaoli had done for me, and a tempting thought flashed through my mind.



But the good times didn't last long. Jiang Ailian quickly finished her meal, tidied herself up, and we took the materials to the county transportation bureau. Since we had already called the bureau, the gatekeeper only asked a few questions before letting us in.



The transportation bureau building looked quite impressive, probably recently built. The conditions in the county were hundreds of times better than in Luzhen; the corridors were gleaming with gleaming floor tiles, and an elderly woman who looked like a cleaner was mopping the floor.



"Auntie, do you know which office Director Zheng is in?" I quickly stepped forward and asked softly.



"You're looking for Director Zheng…?" She looked up at me and replied, "It's the third room on the left, but he's in a meeting on the second floor right now. You'll probably have to wait a while. Why don't you wait in the reception room?"



"No need, I'll stay here," I said, chatting with her from the bottom of the stairs. To my surprise, the old lady was quite talkative. She started describing the sights of the county to me, though some parts were trivial. But I knew older people generally liked to chatter, and having finally found someone to confide in, she would talk endlessly. So I listened patiently, since I had nothing else to do.



About thirty minutes later, a large group of people came upstairs.



"That's Director Zheng..." the old lady pointed and said.



"Thank you, ma'am." I nodded to her and led Jiang Ailian over.



Director Zheng looked to be in his forties. To be honest, if the old lady hadn't introduced him, I wouldn't have known that this person was a leader in the Transportation Bureau. Although I'm only about 1.7 meters tall, I could look down at him. He must have been only about 1.68 meters tall. Of course, I didn't dare to do that; I just bowed my head respectfully.



After hearing our explanation of our purpose, he seemed confused for a moment before suddenly realizing, "You said your Luzhen is going to build a road? Are you kidding me? Where are you going to build it?"



"It's like this, Director Zheng," I gestured for Jiang Ailian to take out all the materials, "This is our plan, take a look..."



"Oh," he took it, then put on his glasses and glanced at the thick plan. We



hadn't gotten anywhere all morning. He only said he'd submit our plan to the county leaders for discussion. Of course, I knew I couldn't rush things. Our plan was very detailed, and with the investment attraction banner, if I wasn't so focused on getting policy support from the county, I would have already gone home.



"Finished talking..." the old lady who had led us greeted us as we came out.



"Finished, thank you, ma'am. Thank you so much for taking us to Director Zheng's office." I smiled at her.



"I only brought you here because I knew. You're all leaders, why are you being so polite with a garbage collector like me?" she said while shoveling dirt.



“Auntie, look at what you’re saying. Didn’t a great man say that there’s no such thing as a job being high or low? It’s amazing how nimble you are at your age. If I were to come to the traffic bureau to sweep the streets, they probably wouldn’t even hire me. I’m so clumsy; I wouldn’t last three days before I’d be out of a job.”



“Hehe, young man, you know how to talk.” The old lady laughed heartily, while Jiang Ailian, standing beside her, blushed and nudged me, scolding me for my rudeness. But I didn’t think there was anything wrong with what I said, knowing how to talk to different people.



“Why are you saying so much to a street sweeper?” Jiang Ailian asked, puzzled, as we left the traffic bureau.



“Nothing, just bored. Why…?” I looked at her questioningly.



"It's nothing. I've noticed you can wander off into your own world with anyone you meet, spouting nonsense all the time. Don't you get tired of it?"



"You..." I looked at her, my face turning serious. "If you underestimated that old lady just because she was a sweeper, I can only say you're far from being a town mayor."



"How did this get involved again..." she looked at me



, puzzled. "You should understand the saying, 'It's easier to deal with the King of Hell than his minions.' I have a friend who's a chef, and his advice to me is never to mess with the waiters or waitresses in a restaurant."



"Why?"



"If you're rude, the waiter might spit in your food and serve it to you..."



"Nonsense, how could that be..." Jiang Ailian was startled.



“Why not? I’ve seen it before.” I smiled. “That time I went to his restaurant’s kitchen, and a customer’s order hadn’t arrived yet, but the noodles were already served. It wouldn’t have been a big deal; he could have just waited. But then he started hurling insults at the waiter, saying the noodles would be cold by the time the food arrived. He insisted they make him a new one. You know what happened next…”



“How disgusting! Why didn’t you stop him…”



“How could I stop him?” I looked at her with a wry smile. “If that customer hadn’t been making trouble, would the waiter have acted that way?”



“Unbelievable, really…” Jiang Ailian was speechless. “I’ll never eat out again.”



“It’s not that serious. This kind of thing doesn’t usually happen.” I smiled and said, “Now you know why I was so nice to that old lady.”



“But what could she possibly do to us?” Jiang Ailian said dismissively.



"Hmph, do you think just anyone can sweep floors at the traffic bureau?"



"That's true..." She finally realized I was right; these days, even security guards need connections to get a job.



After my words, Jiang Ailian clearly had no appetite at lunchtime.



"Alright, I was just joking this morning, hurry up and eat," I said, tapping the table lightly.



"Who told you to deliberately tell me such disgusting things? I can't eat now." She glared at me and put her bowl down.



"Comrade, every grain of rice is hard-earned. How can you not finish your food and be worthy of the working people? Putting that aside, our country's food supply isn't abundant, and there are still hundreds of millions of people struggling on the poverty line worldwide. You wasted half a bowl of rice today..."



"Why say so much... I give up. Why don't you eat what I left?" she said, pushing her bowl away.



"Okay," I reached out to take it.



"I'll eat it myself... I'll eat it myself," she said, only then realizing the ambiguity between us, and quickly snatched the bowl back.



"Heh, you want me to eat your leftovers? Dream on, unless you feed me." I quickly stopped myself from thinking about it.



"What are we doing this afternoon?" Jiang Ailian asked, her face slightly flushed.



"Go to bed," I replied casually.



As soon as I said it, I realized that my words were ambiguous. Sure enough, her face turned bright red, mixed with a hint of anger. I quickly stammered, "I mean I didn't sleep well last night. I'll take a nap at the guesthouse this afternoon, and then go to the video arcade again tonight."



"No need," her face softened a bit. "I asked for you, the students finished their exams this afternoon, so we can stay together tonight."



"Yes, stay together." As I repeated, Jiang Ailian's face turned red again.



Looking at this stunning woman, I felt as if I were burning in flames. Jiang Ailian had a good sense of propriety, always giving off a seductive and alluring vibe.



Back at the guesthouse, I collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep. Sure enough, what you think about during the day, you dream about at night. In my dream, my entire body was pressed tightly against Jiang Ailian's smooth skin, her slender legs wrapped around my waist, swaying wildly on the bed.



Her full, pinkish-white breasts trembled incessantly, the pale blue veins on her beautiful skin clearly visible, every detail meticulously displayed. Her tender pink buds were covered in glistening sweat, shimmering and reflecting the glow of desire. In the end, she could only weakly call out, "Ah Hao... Ah Hao..."



"Ah Hao..."



"Hmm?" I opened my sleepy eyes: "Jiang Ailian, how did you escape from my heart?" I asked somewhat stupidly, then suddenly realized I was dreaming. Oh my god... what I just...



"You're awake," she didn't seem to notice what I was saying, but just teased, "Such a grown-up drooling in your sleep, so embarrassing... Hurry up and get up, wash your face, let's go downstairs for dinner."



"Okay, wait a minute, I'll be right there." Saying that, I jumped off the bed barefoot, feeling great, naturally wanting to have a good meal that night.



I led Jiang Ailian into a Shanxi restaurant. The environment was nice, and we sat on the side facing the street, where we could see the flashing lights outside. It wasn't peak dining time yet, and there were only a few diners sitting in the hall. After ordering Kung Pao Chicken and Boiled Sliced Pork, I handed the menu to Jiang Ailian, letting her order whatever she wanted, since it was all reimbursed by the company.



To my surprise, Jiang Ailian only ordered hot and sour shredded potatoes and braised tofu skin, refusing to let me order anything else.



Because there were few people, a young girl brought out all four dishes in less than ten minutes, but she quickly brought out two more for us.



I hurriedly called out, "Waiter, you brought the wrong thing."



"No problem," a man who looked like a chef came out from behind, carrying a bottle of spicy hot pot and several disposable cups. He walked up to us and asked, "What's your name, sir?"



"My name is Wang Hao, and you are...?" I glanced at Jiang Ailian, who shook her head, clearly not recognizing him either.



"I'm the owner of this restaurant, my name is Sun Aiguo, and this is...?" He looked at Jiang Ailian, unsure of what to call her.



"This is my colleague. What can I do for you?" I asked curiously.



"I'm here to express my gratitude. Thank you for helping my mother the other day." He put down his things and clasped his hands in a fist salute.



"Your mother...?" We were even more confused, wondering how she could be related to this restaurant owner.



"Oh," Sun Aiguo slapped his forehead and quickly pointed to the old lady who was clearing the table, saying, "You were the ones who helped my mom catch that purse snatcher that day, right?"



"What a coincidence...?" I saw the old lady walking towards us and suddenly realized, no wonder she looked so familiar.



"Yes, I don't know how to thank you enough. I usually go grocery shopping, but I was too busy that day, so I asked my mom to go instead, and who knew this would happen... Putting aside everything else, although I, Sun Aiguo, am not doing very well in this county, if there's anything I can do to help you, I will definitely not refuse. Come on, let me toast you!" He said, pouring us both drinks.



Restaurant owners are naturally shrewd and diplomatic, and Sun Aiguo was indeed very enthusiastic, so I didn't refuse anymore and drank several glasses with him, my head gradually getting warmer. Later, more and more people came into the hall, and he apologized to us and went back to cooking. When it came time to pay the bill, he refused to take our money and kept telling us to come again next time.



At first, the alcohol made me feel perfectly fine, but a gust of wind on the street made me feel dizzy. In my hazy state, Jiang Ailian seemed even more beautiful; the streetlights illuminated her delicate, snow-white skin, making her a stunningly beautiful woman. No wonder people often say, "Admire a hero on horseback, admire a beauty under the moon." This hazy feeling stirred a strange desire within me.



Just then, I stumbled, bumping into a manhole cover by the roadside, and almost fell to the ground.



"Be careful..." Jiang Ailian quickly helped me up: "Why did you drink so much... are you drunk now?"



My mind was perfectly clear, but hearing her words, a clever idea struck me. I decided to play dumb, staggering and pushing her away, saying, "Let go... I'm not drunk... my legs are just a little weak." As I spoke, I deliberately slurred my words, spraying the smell of alcohol onto Jiang Ailian's face.



"You said you weren't drunk?" She quickly grabbed me, afraid I'd fall again.



Pretending to be drunk was pretty good at it; I leaned against Jiang Ailian the whole way, inhaling her intoxicating scent, feeling her warm, full breasts. My initial three parts drunkenness turned into seven.



"Yes, you're not drunk," she said dismissively, pulling me back to the guesthouse and pushing me into the room.



"Let me go... that little bit of alcohol is enough to make me drunk, let me tell you..." I said, suddenly leaning against Jiang Ailian, my weight entirely on her body, and we both fell onto the soft bed.












Chapter 103 Ailian said
My head rested on her soft chest, and through her clothes, I felt a warm, full roundness. I couldn't help but rub my head against her, still pretending to be dazed, saying, "Water... I want water," continuing to rub against her firm, high breasts.



Jiang Ailian shuddered as if electrocuted, panting slightly as she pushed me away, "Hey... get up, I'll get you some water... no..." She pushed me hard, tumbling me onto the bed, then quickly sat on the edge, still slightly breathless.



Once calmed down, she glanced at me a few times, and seeing I wasn't reacting, she knelt down, took off my shoes, and pulled me onto the bed. Her hands roamed over my legs, a strange pleasure washing over me. So Jiang Ailian had a gentle side too, I thought to myself, a surge of admiration that encouraged me to continue drinking.



"Water..." I suddenly grabbed her hand, calling out urgently.



"Wait a minute, I'll get you some right away..." She hurriedly pulled her hand away, then brought me a cup of hot water in a disposable cup and placed it by the bedside, calling out, "Wang Hao... get up and drink some water..."



"Water..." I only managed to utter one syllable, my hand loosening slightly as I vaguely glanced at her. "Xiao Jing... feed me..."



Jiang Ailian stood frozen by the bed, momentarily speechless, because we weren't that intimate yet.



"Hurry up... I'm dying of thirst." I kicked around on the bed again, completely throwing off the covers.



Seeing that I wasn't faking it, she had no choice but to place the water on the table beside her and reach out to help me sit up. Leaning against her supple body, I deliberately tilted my head towards her neck, gently blowing on her skin to stimulate Jiang Ailian's senses.



She flinched, but didn't move my head away. I was greatly encouraged, and my body involuntarily rubbed against hers. Even through the thin shirt, I could feel the exquisite elasticity of her body, and I'm sure she could feel my burning heat too.



"Here... Wang Hao... drink some water!" She carefully picked up the glass and brought it to my lips.



"You're so beautiful..." I opened my hazy eyes, my hands wandering restlessly over her chest.



Jiang Ailian froze again, quickly putting down the glass and nudging me as I slumped to the side, her breathing gradually calming.



"I like you... Xiao Jing..." I didn't let go; instead, I wrapped both arms around her body, pressing my face tightly against her full, round breasts, feeling the trembling pleasure within.



"Wang Hao... wake up, I'm not Xiao Jing..." She began to panic, pushing me away, trying to break free from my grasp.



But I continued to pretend, rubbing my head hard against her chest, stimulating her pert breasts: "You're not Xiaojing, who are you... are you my sister-in-law?"



Her gestures stopped, and a strange light suddenly rose on her face. Of course, she knew that the sister-in-law I was referring to wasn't her, but Li Mei. Women are naturally curious and often like to pry into other people's privacy, and Jiang Ailian was no exception. I believe her first reaction upon hearing this was to continue listening.



"Sister-in-law... I like you too..." I hugged Jiang Ailian and, before she could react, continued my pursuit, attacking her smooth, delicate neck, sucking on its fragrance.



"Wang Hao, wake up... I'm not your sister-in-law... you..." She hurriedly reached out to stop me, her body trembling slightly.



"Zhang Ke is a good-for-nothing..." I finished speaking, my hand quietly moving to her high, firm breasts, grasping those smooth, full, snow-white mounds.



Sure enough, upon hearing this, the strength in her hand lessened slightly. A golden opportunity presented itself, and I pressed my lips against her soft, thin red lips. Jiang Ailian's rosy lips were suddenly kissed by me. She moaned softly, her sexy body struggling, before collapsing back onto the bed with a thud. This



was a golden opportunity; if I didn't act now, it would be all for naught once she sobered up. I quickly pressed myself against her, pinning her to either side of the bed to prevent her escape, looking down at her.



She lay limply on the bed, the buttons of her shirt undone, revealing pale pink lace embroidery peeking out from the collar, half-transparent, revealing a deep cleavage. With the slightest movement, her snow-white breasts were exposed, heaving and bulging. Instantly, my desire surged…



Jiang Ailian's eyes were fixed on me, a strange look in them, as if she saw through me. My heart skipped a beat, but I continued to move closer to her.



"You're not drunk, are you?" she suddenly asked when my lips were only centimeters from hers.



My body froze, my lust instantly subsiding. I don't know where she found my weakness, but she blurted out, "How did you know?"



She shoved me, her voice icy, "Let me up!" Almost instantly, her previous dazed expression transformed into cold indifference; I could feel her resolve.



Jiang Ailian wasn't an ordinary woman, I'd always thought so. I thought my earlier aura had intimidated her, but meeting her gaze filled me with shame, a sense of shamelessness. Her



eyes held a hint of mockery before she pushed me away and sat up abruptly.



Throughout, I'd forgotten to make a move, completely surrendering the initiative to Jiang Ailian.



"You're a bastard," she said coldly as she walked towards the door without looking back, leaving behind a chilling statement: "I'll forget everything you said tonight."



Sister-in-law, I told her everything about us while I was pretending to be drunk; I can't let Jiang Ailian just leave like this. I immediately reacted, jumping off the cold concrete and grabbing Jiang Ailian as she took her first step.



"What are you doing... um..." Before she could finish her sentence, I grabbed her and kicked the door shut. I threw her back onto the bed and then pinned her down. How could a man let a woman ride on his head? I knew that if I didn't punish Jiang Ailian, things would get complicated later.



"What are you going to do..." When she met my gaze, a hint of nervousness flashed across her face, followed by a threat: "No, I'm going to scream."



"Go ahead and scream..." I bet she wouldn't dare to make a sound: "Everyone saw you help me into the room just now, they'll definitely think we're together."



"What do you want?" Jiang Ailian opened her mouth, but then surprisingly calmed down and looked up at me again.



"You overheard what happened between me and my sister-in-law, do you think I should kill her to cover it up?" I looked at her mockingly.



"I... I won't tell anyone." Jiang Ailian's face turned bright red, and she turned her head away, not daring to look at me.



"Do you think I'd believe that?" I asked with a smile.



"What...do you want?"



"What?" My actions spoke louder than words. I gripped her shoulders, lowered my head, and began to suckle Jiang Ailian's delicate, soft neck.



"You scoundrel..." She writhed on the bed, turning her head away.



I immediately pressed my lips to hers, sealing her burning red lips with a kiss. Jiang Ailian resisted fiercely, refusing to open her jaw. I could only continue moving downwards, reaching her chest, using my teeth to unbutton her shirt, leaving wet patches on her skin.



It was so beautiful, her smooth, slender neck, her delicate skin a pale pink from anger, almost fragile.



I continued to ravage her with my mouth, feeling her soft, full breasts change shape beneath my lips... Finally, she let out an uncontrollable, unbearable moan, her struggles weakening.



I could see a fierce internal struggle raging within her; she didn't know whether to stop me or let me continue. From her breath, I could sense that my desire had been aroused. People's defenses often drop sharply after drinking, and Jiang Ailian was no exception.



But the shackles of reason and morality tightly bound her, preventing her from continuing. This conflicting psychology was evident in her struggling movements.



"Wang Hao...please don't do this...I beg you..." The intoxicating pleasure emanating from her body seemed to make her my captive. Jiang Ailian could no longer bear it and hurriedly spoke.



"I love you..." My lips returned to her delicate and exquisite body.



"That won't do either..." Jiang Ailian's tone softened noticeably, and I felt no strength in my hands.



A surge of triumph filled me. I tried to loosen my grip, and sure enough, she didn't move. I continued, gently removing the outer covering as if peeling an egg.



My hands groped around Jiang Ailian's waist, unzipped her skirt, and slipped my fingers under her. With a downward press, I pushed her skirt up to her jade-like legs.



Her entire body was now exposed before me without any covering, her graceful figure revealed, her skin like jade, seemingly radiating a soft, crystalline glow. Her waist was slender and long, and following her alluring curves, her full thighs, bent and pressed together, were even more captivating, arousing boundless desire in me.



My slightly trembling hands continued, and I began to remove my own restraints. She remained motionless, and when I faced Jiang Ailian again, I realized that she had been in tears for some time, her hands clutching the bedsheet, crumpling the pale blue sheet into a ball.



"You don't want to?" I sighed, stopping myself again. Seeing Jiang Ailian like this, my earlier resolve suddenly weakened. Forcing a woman like this felt unfair. Even if she knew about my relationship with my sister-in-law, so what? Who would believe it if word got out? I was close to Li Mei, but Li Jing was my girlfriend.



Besides, I believed Jiang Ailian wouldn't actually tell anyone; she had too many things to consider.



Thinking this, I turned over, half-sitting on the bed, silently watching her.



"I'm sorry, I can't get over this myself..." Seeing my dejected expression, she sat up, looking at me apologetically.



"What?!" My mind went blank. Could it be that Jiang Ailian didn't completely forget me, but rather her inner will was playing tricks on her? I turned to look at her.



Sure enough, she lowered her head, not daring to look at me, stammering, "Wang Hao...we...can't do this...in my heart...I..."



"I know, it's okay..." She still refused at the end. I could understand her feelings at this moment, but whatever the reason, I had failed miserably tonight.



"No, I mean...I...actually, I also want to be with you," she finally managed to say after stammering for a while.



"You..." A surge of joy welled up inside me again.



"Then why?" I reached out and hugged Jiang Ailian's body. She struggled slightly, then stopped, but it was clear she wasn't comfortable with such intimacy. Her discomfort made me even more uncomfortable; the heat in my body wouldn't dissipate anytime soon, and the occasional contact with her only added to my frustration.



"It's nothing, are you feeling particularly...uncomfortable?"



"What do you think?" I threw back the covers, exposing my entire body.



"How about...how about I use my hands..." she managed to utter half a sentence.



"Really, you're willing..." I quickly pulled her closer. You know how difficult it was to get Jiang Ailian to say such a thing.



"Mmm." A cool touch from the hand under the covers sent my body soaring to the clouds.



That soft, boneless hand was fair and even, surprisingly skillful; I never imagined Jiang Ailian had such skillful hands.



At first, it was like drinking Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), fiery and refreshing, then it became like Fenjiu (another type of Chinese liquor), lingering and melodious, making my body tremble with extreme excitement, and soon I felt unable to control myself.



My hands involuntarily began to slide over her smooth abdomen, kneading it, leaving faint red marks on Jiang Ailian's body.



Compared to Xia Xiaoli's naivety, she had more charm. I really didn't expect that I had the virtue or ability to enjoy such a changeable experience in just two days.



I half-stood up and made Jiang Ailian kneel on the bed. This action made her a little embarrassed, but she thought for a moment and then accepted it...



Until the burning power entered my body, I only felt a warm current emanating from my dantian, faintly flowing throughout my body. "Ah..." I suddenly grabbed her hair and leaned forward desperately...



We were locked in a stalemate for more than ten seconds, then I stepped back a few steps and sat back down on the bed. Jiang Ailian's body immediately went limp and collapsed. She closed her eyes, her delicate, straight eyebrows trembling slightly, her small mouth slightly parted, and a glistening tear, not yet wiped away, clung to the corner of her eye.



After the pleasure came reason. I wiped away her tears and gently said, "I'm sorry!" I knew that everything just now was Jiang Ailian's concession to me, perhaps a compromise.



She had her own inner turmoil, heavier than anyone else's. I had subtly asked my sister-in-law, Li Mei, but even she didn't know why Jiang Ailian would marry such a husband. Because in her impression, Jiang Ailian was always a strong woman, even sometimes competitive, always trying to dominate men.



Looking at her, I suddenly felt a sense of conquest.












Chapter
104



Jiang Ailian knelt on the bed, her white, jade-like feet wrapped in the sheet swaying gently, her body still swaying slightly. Her hands supported the blanket, aiding her weight.



Her full, luscious lips, vibrant red and alluring, outlined a sexy, cherry-like mouth. Her breasts rose and fell gently with her breath, and her body, slightly reclining, revealed her beautiful curves.



Beneath long eyelashes, a pair of shy, half-closed eyes, brimming with emotion, gazed at me breathlessly. Patches of rosy cheeks shone brightly in the bright light. Especially her full, alluring lips, which made her shy, panting face appear even more charming. In this situation, I witnessed a Jiang Ailian unlike any I had ever seen before, capable of such captivating allure, so breathtaking.



"You... alright... I should go back to sleep," she stammered, quickly pulling the blanket over herself and beginning to dress.



"No..." I snatched her shirt, threw it on the bed, and pulled the blanket over myself. "How about we lie here and talk for a bit?"



Jiang Ailian hesitated, so I quickly added, "Just for a little while... I promise I won't violate you."



"Okay," she finally nodded, lying in my arms. She was clearly reserved and resistant, pushing me away with her delicate hands, not letting me get too close.



After our earlier activity, her skin was covered in fragrant sweat, emitting a strange scent. I had a sudden impulse and grabbed her hand, making her stay still in my arms.



"What... what happened between you and Li Mei?" I didn't expect Jiang Ailian to speak first. Before she could finish her sentence, her face was already flushed.



"Do you want to know?" I moved my left hand to make her more comfortable in my arms.



"If you... don't want to tell me, that's fine. I was just asking casually." She said it was just a casual question, but she looked at me expectantly.



I gently stroked her delicate hand and began to recount my story, going into great detail, omitting nothing from the entire process.



Jiang Ailian grew increasingly aroused and quickly stopped me, saying, "Don't go on... I know, but what about Li Jing? What are you going to do?"



Seeing her engrossed, I secretly stroked her smooth thigh, giving it a light pinch. "Li Jing knows about my sister-in-law..."



"How could this be...?" Like Liu Qingqing, Jiang Ailian's first reaction was disbelief. Taking advantage of her astonishment, I quietly slipped my hand around her body and slowly began to caress her.



"Please don't do this...?" Jiang Ailian reacted quickly, immediately grabbing my hand and pulling it away. Her voice held a pleading tone: "You promised me."



"Okay," I stopped, holding her hand tightly, and began to recount the details of my relationship with my sister-in-law and Li Jing.



Jiang Ailian struggled briefly but couldn't break free, so she obediently let me hold her, no longer resisting.



I stared blankly at the light bulb on the ceiling, my mind not on lust...



"Are you angry... Wang Hao?" she suddenly asked softly, a strange lust in her eyes, and I even saw a hint of compromise in them.



I didn't know that this was when Jiang Ailian's defenses were at their weakest. The past few days of contact had already loosened her defenses, and tonight she had drunk some alcohol and heard many things she shouldn't have heard, leaving her psychologically vulnerable.



My indifference made her hesitate. Her delicate hand, leading my hand, slid across her chest, finally pressing against her fullness, and she kept rubbing the back of my hand against her skin.



I snapped out of my reverie. Although I didn't understand what had happened, Jiang Ailian's change still filled me with a sense of joy. She had her eyes tightly shut, her cheeks flushed. "



I shouldn't be like this. How could I be so shameless? Stop it, don't do this!" She grew increasingly weak, her face burning with embarrassment, breathing softly through her nose.



But another thought, like a demon, seemed to be drawing her to continue. Especially the physical desires, which reason could not resist. She felt her body swelling and heating to its limit, especially the throbbing in her heart, which felt like it was about to explode.



I had no idea what kind of internal struggle Jiang Ailian was going through. Just as I was about to make a move, her face suddenly showed a pleading look again: "Wang Hao, please don't do this, okay? If you keep doing this, I won't be able to hold back. I don't want to betray Xiaoli..."



My heart stirred as well. Yes, there was Xiaoli too. My desire gradually subsided; now my brain was somewhat clouded by desire...



The noise pollution in the county town was very serious. It was just past six o'clock when I was awakened by the rumbling of cars on the street. It took me a few seconds to recall what had happened last night. Jiang Ailian's almost naked sleeping posture was suggestive. At this moment,



she was completely unguarded, looking more like a young girl bursting with spring passion. I gently moved my slightly sore arm. She immediately opened her eyes, then closed them again, and then opened them wide again. I was prepared for her to scream, ready to shut her up at any moment. Surprisingly, she didn't scream, but her eyes flickered with an inscrutable look. She seemed very embarrassed. She hadn't drunk much last night, so it was easy for her to recall what had happened last night.



Then, an unexpected action from her relieved us both from the awkwardness. Her hand, in her sleep, was actually… until she groggily exerted force, and with a scream from me, the morning began. We both quickly got dressed.



After washing up, I looked at myself in the mirror in the hallway. My face was slightly swollen, and my eyes were red, making me look somewhat unwell, probably because I hadn't slept well the night before. However, the stubble around my lips was even more abundant.



When I asked Jiang Ailian to go out for breakfast, she declined without hesitation. Even when I brought her food, she only said thank you and closed her room door, not leaving it for the entire morning.



I didn't want to stay cooped up in the hotel, so I started wandering around the streets alone. However, the streets were chaotic, and you couldn't really see anything special. But at one corner, there were two old men playing chess under a poplar tree, with a few people watching. Since I had nothing else to do, I went over to watch.



As the saying goes, "A true gentleman observes chess in silence," but clearly the group around me hadn't grasped this meaning. They offered their opinions in passing, interspersed with occasional arguments. The two old men, however, seemed oblivious, completely absorbed in their game, which I truly admired. Maintaining such composure amidst the bustling city was no easy feat. I learned chess from my father from a young age; he was a runner-up in the Ruzhou City Chess Tournament at the gymnasium. Not to boast, but I'm quite good at chess myself, often playing against my father. By my first year of high school, I could even hold my own against him, though I stopped playing later due to schoolwork. But my eye for chess remains sharp; I could tell these two old men were highly skilled. "The city is full of extraordinary people," I thought, "and true masters often live in seclusion." My teacher exemplified this, and I glanced at the two old men with a premonition.



Just then, a small head squeezed in, peering intently at the chessboard in the center. " Is this little guy also interested in chess?" I wondered, eyeing the boy in front of me with curiosity. It was as if I were seeing myself as a child. Back then, I could watch chess all day long whenever my dad set up a chessboard in the courtyard.



"Wenwen, where have you been again?" A woman's voice came from outside.



"Mom, I'm watching chess," the child replied, turning around before staring at the chessboard again.



"What are you looking at? Hurry up and come home, or your dad will get angry again." The woman said, grabbing the child's clothes and pulling him out. Her jade-like



arm brushed against my body, carrying a fragrant breeze. My nose twitched, and I turned to look at the woman, but I could only see her back.



The woman was about the same age as my sister-in-law. She wore a pink sun hat, a sleeveless white shirt that accentuated her slender waist, and a black cotton skirt. Her round buttocks curved gracefully under the black skirt, and her long, shapely legs were bare, her fair thighs exposed. Her exposed skin was so white, completely different from the typical country girl. She wore a pair of small, delicate white leather shoes, exuding a charming and healthy aura.



At that moment, she was leading the little boy across the road, and I couldn't help but secretly admire her; truly, the environment shapes a person.



Just then, a sudden sense of unease struck me. I instinctively turned my head and saw a tractor belching black smoke, lurching towards the intersection, swerving wildly like a runaway bull.



The young woman had let go of his hand, and the boy was busy buttoning his shirt in the middle of the road, completely unaware of the approaching danger.



The woman, having just reached the roadside, also heard the noise, turned around, and stared at her child, her face pale.



"Xiaowen!" she called out tremblingly, but stood frozen at the roadside, forgetting to pull the child back. The little boy, seeing the sudden tractor, was completely bewildered, standing motionless in the middle of the road, his mouth agape.



"Get out of the way...!!" The tractor driver, now fully conscious, frantically swerved the steering wheel, yelling repeatedly.



My heart pounded with fear. I rushed forward, grabbing the boy, but my foot slipped, and we both tumbled to the side of the road. My back slammed heavily against the concrete.



"Whoosh..." The tractor roared, billowing black smoke, and veered onto the sidewalk, hurtling towards the chessboard. Luckily, the driver had swerved in time, and the tractor crashed into the guardrail with a loud bang, shattering it...



"Xiaowen, you scared your mother to death!" The young woman finally reacted, throwing down her bag and rushing over to hug the child, tears streaming down her face as she cried.



My head was spinning, and my back ached terribly; the impact from the fall must have been quite severe.



Only then did the crowd gather, buzzing with discussion:



"That young man is really brave, he actually dared to rush up just now..."



"This isn't the first time something like this has happened here, drivers keep running into things, I heard someone suggested to the county government several times to install a traffic light, but the leaders just won't agree..."



My body finally reacted, I stretched my limbs and found I was mostly fine, so I stood up and dusted myself off. Seeing that the young woman was completely focused on her child, I didn't pay her any attention and turned to leave.



"Comrade..." Unexpectedly, she quickly grabbed my pants: "Thank you, are you alright? I'll take you to the hospital."




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Chapter 106
"What do you want to do?" She took another step back warily, it seemed this woman was quite aware of the danger.



"You told me to guess, but I need to see your hands to know."



"You scoundrel, you think I'd believe your lies?" She was clearly not so easily fooled: "Trying to take advantage of me?"



"Don't be so rude, okay? Be a little more ladylike, or I won't pursue you," I said disappointedly.



"Who cares?" she retorted indignantly, but her tone softened considerably.



"Hold out your hand. I can tell what you used to do just by looking at you." I felt like my words were a wolf deceiving a lamb.



"I don't believe you," she finally couldn't resist her curiosity and extended her right hand slightly.



"Hmm, delicate fingers, skillful hands. There are calluses on your thumb and forefinger, you must use them often. Plus, your handwriting is good, you must have worked in a writing-related field. You used to be a teacher, right...?" I pretended to have just guessed.



"You..." She opened her mouth wide, her face showing disbelief.



I was secretly overjoyed. Haha, how could she have imagined that under my face, wrapped up like a dumpling, was someone who had seen her before?



"You probably switched to being a nurse because you didn't like the smell of chalk dust, right? Am I right, beautiful?"



"You guessed right," she reluctantly admitted.



"What do you mean by guessing right? 'Looking at someone's hands is like looking at their personality.' You can tell a person's experiences, even their character and talents, just by looking at their hands. Although I'm not an expert in palmistry, I do know a little bit. Like you just said you have a boyfriend, and I didn't deny it. That's something I could tell from your hands. And I can also tell that you often brag about your boyfriend to others, right?"



"You can tell that from that?" She was taken aback, completely forgetting the original topic, staring at her palm with suspicion, trying to glean something from it.



"Of course, palmistry is profound. With just one hand, you can see the owner's emotions, thoughts, and potential, even the worries, fears, joys, and feelings hidden deep within... That's called 'seeing the heart through the palm.' Extend your hand again so I can take a closer look..."



"Oh," she almost instinctively stretched out her hand to me, completely forgetting her earlier resistance.



I gently grasped her fair, smooth hand; a smooth sensation ran through it, making my heart flutter, and I couldn't help but squeeze it hard. She immediately became alert and tried to pull her hand away, but I secretly held it firmly. Before she could speak, I said, "Look, the line starting between your index finger and thumb is the life line. It descends along the Mount of Venus. The one in the middle is the wisdom line, and the line starting above the wisdom line and extending to below your little finger is the heart line. This line is the fate line, also known as the career line. And this is the success line... and this is the marriage line," I said, pointing to the horizontal line on the Mount of Mercury below her little finger.



She listened with great interest, and her hand loosened considerably.



I grabbed her delicate hand and pretended to be serious, pulling her forward until she was almost nestled in my arms.



Her soft, boneless hand was impeccable. I was incredibly excited, almost unable to control myself, especially since it was just the two of us in the ward. Before she could even process what was happening, I gently and passionately caressed her delicate hands,



pressing Wang Qian's soft, boneless body against me. So close, I just wanted to reach out and unbutton her nurse's uniform, pull open her thin blouse, and inhale her sweet scent.



"Your life line is long, deep, clear, and unbroken, indicating good health. However, it's positioned somewhat high, suggesting you're a bit arrogant, like to compare yourself to others, and sometimes act selfishly, lacking self-control. Although you realize your mistakes afterward, you don't know how to correct them. Am I right?"



"Mm," she nodded slightly.



I chuckled inwardly again. Actually, I learned these words from my master; they're universally applicable, suitable for anyone.



"Your love line?" I feigned a pale face, then looked at her strangely, until she felt uneasy.



"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Her hand trembled slightly.



I couldn't help but steal glances at the woman's beautiful curves. She was facing me, her skin so fair, so delicate and beautiful. Beneath her skirt, her long, shapely legs were slender and full; her face was fair with a rosy blush, and her bright, alluring eyes were fixed on her hand.



"Tell me the truth, you've had more than one boyfriend, haven't you?" This was something Li Jing had mentioned to me back in Luzhen. Actually, even if she hadn't said it, I could have guessed. This woman had an open and flirtatious look; it would be strange if she weren't a womanizer.



"I...I..." She was speechless under my gaze, and for a moment, she forgot to pull her hand away.



“Silence means consent. Actually, I know even if you don’t say it: people with two, three, or more forked lines on their love line tend to be promiscuous, have disordered thoughts, are easily distracted, frequently change jobs, or engage in two or three businesses simultaneously.”



I felt a burning desire surging within me, my breathing quickening, and my cheeks burning. Although I knew this occasion was somewhat inappropriate, I couldn’t suppress my impulses. Especially Wang Qian’s two long, shapely legs, so close to my face, were incredibly alluring—truly a masterpiece, snow-white and delicate, beautifully peach-shaped, exuding a sweet, feminine fragrance.



My heart raced, and I tightened my grip on her hand. Actually, this woman was fine for casual flings; she wasn’t the type to become devoted. I believed that with the right methods, she wouldn’t be hard to get.



Almost instantly, I pulled her hand sharply.



“Ah!” Caught off guard, she gasped softly and slumped down beside me. It wasn't until I wrapped my arms around her waist that she snapped out of it, frantically pushing me away, trying to break free of my hold.



"You... what are you doing? This is a hospital, you pervert! Let go right now!" Wang Qian's voice trembled slightly, revealing her surprise.



"I told you I like you," I said firmly.



"You... no, I have a boyfriend. Let go now, or I'll call for help!" Her words were tinged with worry, panic, and a mixture of bravado and fear.



How could I give her a chance to resist?



"Go ahead and call, I've fallen for you anyway." With that, I tightened my embrace around Wang Qian's slender waist, cradled her head with the other, and lowered my head to kiss her red lips. I pressed my thirsty lips against her alluring lips, savoring their faint fragrance.



Wang Qian was powerless to resist. Shame and horror coursing through her teeth, she cried out, "No!" We were in a hospital room, where someone could walk by at any moment. She struggled desperately, but dared not raise her voice.



At this point, I felt my heart swell with an intense heat, the excitement rising ever higher, the fervor overwhelming my reason.



"No!" she cried, her hands pushing tightly against my shoulders, her neck arching back.



I ignored her weak pleas, stubbornly holding her body. Her delicate hands gripped my wrists, weakly trying to stop me.



I knew she was struggling internally; I could feel the desire surging within her from her body. Her resistance was merely instinct. Perhaps she didn't resist the act itself, but rather me—a stranger to her, which was difficult for her to accept. If we spent some time together, I believed obtaining Wang Qian wouldn't be difficult, given her reputation as a flirtatious woman. However, I had no time to waste on her, and my interest in her was only fleeting.



It's hard to describe my current state of mind; it's probably just pure lust, like going to a prostitute just for a simple release



.



She hadn't expected this patient—no, this rogue—to be so bold. They'd only met less than half a day ago, and he'd already claimed to like her, and even tried to force himself on her! She'd been caught off guard and fallen



for his trick. This bastard! She twisted her body, trying to scream for help. People were coming and going outside; if



she shouted, someone would rush in. But no sound came out. Her body was in a strange internal struggle; she even seemed to hear a voice whispering in her ear: "Give up..."



Leaning against the man's hot, rough chest, a surge of heat coursed through her. She felt a passion she'd never experienced before, and besides, her life with her boyfriend had long since cooled from the initial passion... This one affair wouldn't affect her life.



No, I can't do this. This guy's a bastard! Her mind raced.



"Don't you like it?" I looked at her slightly pale face and suddenly found it amusing. I was the devil, a devil whose soul had been corrupted.



"Ugh... ugh!" She shook her head in shame, desperately trying to escape.



"Okay, I'll give you a chance. Call me 'brother,' and I'll let you go!" I suddenly remembered how to deal with Liu Qingqing and said with a smile.



"You..." She suddenly stopped struggling, staring blankly at me, not knowing what I meant.



"I always keep my word!" I continued to smile at her.



"Brother," she hurriedly whispered.



"Hmm, not bad. Come on, little sister, let your brother give you a kiss." I continued to smile.



"You broke your promise, you bastard, let me go!" Her face was red, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.



"No, I always keep my word." I kissed Wang Qian's fragrant lips with the tip of my tongue. Her lips were tightly pursed, her whole body trembled, and the force of her pushing seemed to lessen.



"I won't let go. I won't let go until you kiss me today. I don't care if people think I'm a pervert." I knew that as long as I persisted, Wang Qian would definitely agree to my request.



"How could you...you pervert, what do you take me for?" The footsteps in the corridor startled her. Finally, blushing, she gave me a light, fleeting kiss on the lips.



"Smells so good," I said, abruptly releasing my grip. Perhaps taking things slowly was a good option; another thought suddenly formed in my mind.



"Pervert!" As soon as she was free, she darted to the door, reaching out to open it and rush out.



"Wait!" I called out again.



"What are you trying to do now?!" Her face was filled with fear and embarrassment.



"Your hair is messy."



"None of your business..." Although she said that, she still smoothed her messy hair behind her ear.



Only after she left did I suddenly realize that I had forgotten to remove the IV drip. The medicine in the IV bottle was almost gone. Looking at her scattered tray, I gritted my teeth, pulled out the needle, quickly wiped the injection site with an alcohol swab, replaced it with a clean one, and finally applied a piece of medical tape, cleaning it myself.



When I came out, the young woman was still there, sitting on a chair in the corridor with the little boy. Surprisingly, Wang Qian was standing with her too.



Seeing me, the woman immediately smiled, while Wang Qian glared at me fiercely from behind.



"Why haven't you left yet? It's just a minor injury, you don't need to wait here for me." I had already told the woman not to worry, that I would pay the medical expenses myself, since the hospital would reimburse it.



"How can that be, comrade?"



I pleaded, but the woman insisted on paying. She even tried to take me to her house for dinner, but I quickly declined, saying I had other things to do, and we parted ways at the hospital entrance. Just



as I was about to head back, I suddenly remembered Wang Qian and turned back to the hospital.



"What are you doing here again?" Wang Qian saw me in the corridor and was startled, looking at me warily.



"I told you I wanted to pursue you, how could I not come back to ask your name?" I said, leaning against the wall with a smile.



“You scoundrel, get out of here! I don’t want to see you… If you don’t leave, I’ll call for help.”



“Go ahead and call,” I said, looking like I had her cornered. Our conversation had already attracted the attention of other nurses, who were curiously watching us from a distance.



“You bastard…” she didn’t dare to yell.



“Tell me your name, and I’ll leave right away.”



“My name is Wang Qian, you should leave now.” She became uneasy as more and more people gathered.



“Oh, when do you get off work?”



“I have to work the night shift, I get off around 10 pm. Why… why are you asking?”



“I’ll pick you up after work,” I said with a smile, turning around and waving goodbye. After



all that, it was already past midnight when I realized my stomach was empty. Ignoring the strange looks from others, I ordered a bowl of noodles from a street stall. The stall owner, seeing me with the bandages, treated me very carefully, thinking I was a bad guy.



Back at the guesthouse, Jiang Ailian was shocked to see my appearance and immediately asked me what had happened. After all, I was perfectly fine when I went out this morning, but in just one morning, I was injured.





Chapter 107
"It's nothing, I'm perfectly fine," I couldn't stand Jiang Ailian's exaggerated reaction. But it's also frustrating; in just one morning, our relationship seemed to have reverted to what it used to be. This made me very depressed. I missed such a good opportunity last night, and I doubt I'll find such a suitable moment again. Jiang Ailian is like a hard walnut; once the crack in her heart is stitched up, it's very difficult to break through it again.



Then I told her about my injury. She listened with a startled expression, finally patting her chest and saying, "Honestly, why were you wandering around aimlessly? It seems like all the bad luck in the county has befallen you. Don't go anywhere today, just rest at the guesthouse. I'll go to the hospital with you again tomorrow."



"It's alright, you know me, I'm made of steel, this little injury is nothing."



"You're just bragging," she rolled her eyes at me, her eyebrows arched, her captivating eyes radiating a mysterious allure, a faint smile playing on her slightly upturned lips. Her soft, sweet voice held a seductive charm, possessing a mature and alluring quality.



I was mesmerized, completely mesmerized, and couldn't help but stare. Just as I was becoming engrossed, Jiang Ailian suddenly snapped, "What are you looking at?"



Then, ignoring me, she turned and went to get the water bottle.



I knew she wasn't angry. Thinking back to when I picked up Xie Yuling last time, I secretly compared the two events and came to a conclusion that brought me a surge of joy. It seemed Jiang Ailian was also holding back.



I did heed her advice that afternoon, lying half-reclined on the bed, feeling bored and ready to sleep, but I just couldn't fall asleep. Thinking of the scene at the hospital that morning, my heart stirred.



"Spring's beauty cannot be confined within the garden walls; a branch of red apricot blossoms peeks over the wall." Wasn't Wang Qian just like a red apricot blossom about to peek over the wall? Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck me, and I began to revise the poem in my mind: "Spring's beauty cannot be confined within the garden walls; I lead the red apricot blossoms over the wall."



"What a poem! What a poem!" Didn't this perfectly reflect the situation? I was truly a genius. I began to feel smug, and for a moment, I forgot about the pain in my head.



I was 90% confident in dealing with Wang Qian, because she was a woman no ordinary man could tame, and from her words, it was clear her boyfriend didn't possess those qualities. I figured even without my seduction, she'd eventually succumb to temptation.



Women, women... I found myself increasingly understanding women's minds; I could even sense what they were thinking through their every gesture...



Suddenly, I felt a heat rising in my head and spine. What was happening? I was somewhat bewildered, but more than that, it was a strange feeling, as if my body was floating, weightless, as if I were lying in mid-air.



This feeling was indescribable. I quietly experienced it, unaware that the energy within my body was slowly circulating, flowing along my meridians, forming small, steady streams...



When I finally snapped out of my daze, it was completely dark. Opening my eyes, I found the room lit up, and Jiang Ailian sitting motionless on the edge of the bed, watching me.



Seeing me open my eyes, her face flushed instantly. She quickly stood up and stammered, "You're awake. Get up and eat now. I've already bought it." Then she rushed out again.



That woman! I tried to stretch and get up, but found my bones were as soft as a limp lattice, without any strength, but the pain was gone. It seemed my external injuries were almost completely healed. I didn't even know what was happening; my wounds were healing much faster than normal.



After dinner, I chatted with Jiang Ailian for a while. Remembering Wang Qian's situation, I made an excuse that I had errands to run and wanted to go for a walk. Jiang Ailian tried to stop me several times, afraid I might have another accident, but I eventually persuaded her. Actually, she was still not fully recovered from last night's events, so her objections weren't very firm.



I didn't go directly to the medical room to find Wang Qian. Instead, I sat on the flowerbed outside the hospital and glanced at the decorative clock. It showed ten o'clock. Nurses on duty passed by one after another, but I didn't see Wang Qian come out of the hospital for a long time.



Looking at the bright incandescent lights inside the building, a thought struck me. Was I playing hard to get? This woman was definitely still in the hospital, watching me from behind some window, testing my patience. Women always like men who are waiting to be late.



Heh, I'll show you what playing hard to get is all I wanted. With that thought, I turned around and went back, hiding in the shadows of the flowerbed.



Sure enough, less than three minutes later, I saw Wang Qian rushing out of the building, pushing her cart.



I quietly followed behind her. There were few pedestrians on the street at this time, and no one noticed me.



After turning a corner, I quickly took a few steps forward, intending to reach out and tap her on the shoulder to scare her. But suddenly I heard her talking to herself. I withdrew my hand and listened intently.



"You bastard, you pervert, you have such poor patience, and you still want to chase me..."



"Hey beautiful, what are you saying..." I suddenly interrupted.



"Ah!" Wang Qian was startled, turned around abruptly, and when she saw it was me, she was first surprised, then asked with a hint of annoyance, "Who told you to follow me?"



"There's no tomorrow, how did you know I was following you?"



"You... pervert!" She was speechless for a moment, turned around and pushed her bike to leave.



"Wait!" I grabbed the bike.



"What are you doing? I'm telling you, if you keep acting arrogant, I'll call for help." She said somewhat guiltily.



"I said I'd take you home." I forcibly pulled the bike over, jumped on, patted the front bar and said, "Hurry up and get on."



At this time, lightweight bikes suitable for women hadn't become popular in the county, so everyone was riding large Phoenix bicycles.



"I can ride by myself, I don't need you to take me..." Wang Qian had just finished speaking when I grabbed her shoulder and lifted her onto the bike like a chick.



Before she could get off, I had already started pedaling quickly.



We walked nearly two hundred meters without saying a word, and Wang Qian remained silent, sulking.



This couldn't go on. If there was no topic, we needed to create one. What should we say? Suddenly, an idea struck me. "How about I tell you a riddle?"



"Hmph, go ahead and ask me anything difficult. Let me tell you, I was the little genius in our dorm when I was in school," she immediately took the bait.



"Genius?" I thought to myself with a secret smile. This woman was certainly not modest. So I cleared my throat and said, "Listen carefully, I'll give you a simple riddle, just four characters: 'Bigamous woman.' Guess a Chinese character."



"Bigamous woman, so short?" Wang Qian started to ponder, forgetting to ask me about riding her bike. The night breeze gently brushed her hair against my cheek, making my heart flutter.



She gave several answers, all of which I denied. Finally, Wang Qian said with a hint of frustration, "Tell me the answer, it's too hard, I can't guess it."



"Too hard? You just didn't use your brain to think about it." I smiled and said, "It's the character '替' (tì), meaning 'substitute'."



"替? How can it be '替'? It doesn't make any sense." She turned her head with a puzzled look. Our cheeks were only a few centimeters apart, and I could clearly smell her hot breath. Wang Qian also felt something was wrong and quickly turned her head away.



"I'm asking you, how many husbands does a bigamous woman marry?"



"Two, so two husbands, but there's one more below..." She suddenly stopped talking, elbowed my arm hard, and said angrily, "You're a complete scoundrel, I knew I shouldn't have let you take me."



"Hehe, once you're on the pirate ship, it's hard to get off." I tightened my arms forward, almost pulling her into my embrace. Wang Qian's back brushed against my chest, making the desire in my heart burn even more fiercely.



"You think this is easy? You just won't use your brain, like a little pig." I continued to tease.



"You're the little pig! Who knew you'd ask such a lewd question? Try asking me another one, I'm sure I can answer it."



"Okay, listen carefully."



"Wait, no more lewd questions."



"Don't worry, my question is absolutely innocent," I said with a smile: "There's something bald on one end and hairy on the other. It goes in and out of a hole, and both men and women need it. Describe an action. Just a heads-up, during this action, a white liquid will flow out..."



"You...you pervert, let me off the bus!" Wang Qian's face turned ashen. I knew this time she wasn't just pretending to be angry, but genuinely disgusted. You can make some lighthearted jokes with women, and girls will feel excited when they are approached unintentionally. But you can't blatantly flirt; it's the lowest level of tactic, and it's extremely repulsive to women.



"Please calm down, beautiful lady, please calm down," I quickly said, realizing I'd made a fool of myself. "Don't get the wrong idea. I'm absolutely talking about a very innocent action, really."



"You..." Seeing my serious tone, she momentarily forgot to struggle.



"Guess what you do every day. I'll say it again, don't get the wrong idea."



"Hmph, I'm not guessing anymore. Just tell me what it is. If you can't give me a straight answer, I'm getting off the bus right now," she threatened. But I knew she wouldn't actually get off; she just couldn't figure it out.



"What reward will you give me if I tell you the answer?" I asked, playing hard to get.



"Hmph, then I'll apologize, is that alright?"



"No, you have to call me 'Big Brother' and give me a kiss, like we did at noon today."



"No way! You said it this noon, if it weren't for you, you scoundrel..." She suddenly stopped, I bet her face was bright red by now.



"Then I won't tell you the answer," I said, then stopped talking and just kept pedaling.



Seeing I wouldn't agree, Wang Qian snorted and remained silent, trying to argue with me.



Arguments between men and women are like wars; whoever apologizes first usually loses. Most of the time, it's the man who loses, since men are generally more forgiving. However, this theory doesn't apply to Wang Qian and me. I believed she had a strong thirst for knowledge and definitely wanted to know the answer to the riddle I'd just mentioned.



Sure enough, after riding less than a hundred meters, Wang Qian couldn't help but ask, "You scoundrel, tell me the answer to that riddle!"



"Call me 'Big Brother' first."



"No way! Tell me if you want, or don't! I don't want to know anyway." She said angrily. "



Then I'll just not tell you, since you don't want to know anyway."



"No, tell me now!"



"Brush your teeth," I spat out. Too much of a good thing can be bad; I couldn't push her any further.



"What?" Wang Qian didn't hear me clearly.



"I meant the answer is brushing your teeth. Think about it again, am I right?" I asked with a smile.



"Oh, I see," Wang Qian said, as if suddenly realizing something. Then she turned her head and glared at me, saying, "Who told you to say something so vulgar? Making people think that way!"



"Hey, it's you who's thinking nonsense! Who told you to be so young and have such unhealthy thoughts!"



"Who's unhealthy?" She was like a kitten whose tail had been guessed, turning around and pounding my chest with her small hands.



"I'm unhealthy... I'm unhealthy." I quickly apologized, reaching out to grab her delicate hand.



For a moment, we were both stunned, and a blush appeared on Wang Qian's face. Under the streetlight, I propped the bike up with my foot, sizing up this slightly flirtatious beauty. Actually, girls generally become more attractive after they become women, radiant, both pure and sexy.



Her eyes were closed, revealing an expression of ecstasy. Her long, smooth, black hair danced in the wind, and her fair, delicate face was flushed a vibrant rosy red with excitement. Her large, alluring eyes were captivating, and most mesmerizing of all was the seductive glint in her gaze, revealing a hint of wantonness that contrasted sharply with her innocent appearance. When our eyes met, several blushes immediately rose on her pretty face, and she kept licking her cherry lips with her tongue, feigning fear.



As I increased the pressure on her hands, she woke up with a start, struggling to break free. Then she glanced at me and whispered, "Ugh, hurry up and take me home, or my sister will worry again."



Looking at her, I found it somewhat amusing. Her reaction was far too weak; she hadn't even put on an angry expression.



I jumped off the car and said, "I've been up all day, I'm tired. Let's sit down on the flower bed and rest for a while."



"Okay," she jumped off the car too, bent over and rubbed her calves, saying, "My legs are sore too."



After parking the car, I touched the concrete railing; it wasn't too dirty, so I plopped down on it. Wang Qian, however, touched it and frowned, saying, "It's too dirty up there. Do you have anything to sit on? My skirt is white, and it'll be hard to wash if it gets dusty."



"Yes, I



do." "What is it? Get it out quickly."



"It's this... a human cushion." I suddenly pulled her hand, making Wang Qian fall onto my lap.



"What are you going to do now?" She was startled and struggled to stand up, but I held her firmly in place, unable to move. Helpless, she could only use her delicate hands to support herself against my chest, creating some distance between us.



"Don't move, this is just a temporary measure. If you want to get a dusty bottom, I'll let go." Although I said this, I didn't let go of her hand.



"You've taken advantage of me again, you scoundrel." She snorted and stopped objecting.





Chapter 108
"How about I tell you another riddle?" I said with a smile.



"No way!" This time Wang Qian's answer was crisp and clean, and she even covered her ears with her hands.



I ignored her and continued my story: "The story goes that Confucius was traveling through various states. One day, he was parched and wanted to find a drink of water, but there was no village or shop in sight. So he kept walking until he finally saw a thatched hut by the roadside. A young woman was sitting in front of the door, and Confucius went up to her and said, 'I am Confucius from Lu. Could you give me a ladle of water?' The young woman, upon hearing that it was Master Confucius, quickly invited him into the house. Then she said, 'You can have water, but you must guess one of my riddles.' Confucius thought, 'I am a great scholar. What is a small riddle?' He said, 'Alright.' The young woman let her hair down, then lay on the bed, spread her legs, and stretched out her arms. She let her hair down horizontally and asked, 'What character is this?'



" "What character is this?" I asked, half-embracing Wang Qian.



"Hair down horizontally?" Wang Qian countered, proving that she had been listening attentively.



"Yes," I nodded.



"It's simple, it's just the character '天' (tian, meaning sky)," Wang Qian replied confidently.



"Confucius said the same thing, but the young woman said: 'Wrong, you underestimate me, it's the character '吞' (tun, meaning swallow).'"



"Tun?" Having learned from the first experience, she instantly understood, and immediately punched me in the chest again, spitting out a light curse: "You rascal!"



"Confucius was very unconvinced and said, 'I'll give you a riddle too.' He then struck the same pose and asked, 'What character is this? Guess what it is this time?'"



"You scoundrel, do you think I don't know? It's just the character '太' (tai, meaning too)," she replied with a hint of anger. It seemed Wang Qian was slowly getting into character; at least she wasn't repulsed anymore. I felt I had handled it quite well.



"Wrong, you underestimate Confucius, it's the character '木' (mu, meaning wood)."



"木?" Wang Qian understood, blushing and remaining silent, but no longer showing anger. I secretly chuckled to myself.



"Are you cold?" Feeling a chill, I tightened my grip and pulled her completely into my arms, savoring her slightly warm body and sweet scent.



My hand slowly moved closer to her leg, gently touching it. Wang Qian's body trembled, but she didn't move her leg away. Naturally, I was greatly encouraged, and my hand took the opportunity to place it on her bare, slender, beautiful leg. Even through a thin layer of clothing, I could clearly feel the soft, smooth skin of Wang Qian's thigh.



She struggled slightly, making a muffled sound: "You...you're going a bit too far." Her delicate hand moved down and grabbed my large hand, giving me a unique warmth.



"Hehe, won't it be warmer if we hug like this?" Seeing that she didn't strongly resist, I simply didn't pull my hand away, but persisted in the original direction. Women become emotionally aroused when their bodies are touched unintentionally, while deliberate caresses tend to cause aversion. So, under my seemingly casual touch, Wang Qian didn't show much aversion; on the contrary, her delicate hand even showed signs of loosening.



I'm sure she felt my burning body temperature too; her body swayed slightly in my arms, and intentionally or unintentionally, her jade-like legs gently rubbed against my thighs.



I lifted Wang Qian's skirt a little, revealing her two fair and slender legs. Smooth and elastic like solidified cream, they felt wonderful to the touch, so smooth and soft. I could clearly feel the intense throbbing of the veins in her thighs, and her body temperature was gradually rising. In the dim light of the distant streetlamp, I could see the glint in Wang Qian's eyes, her gaze filled with ambiguity, a boiling desire overflowing beneath her innocent exterior.



I felt a surge of heat coursing through my body, my chest pounding wildly, and every pore seemed to open up, greedily inhaling the fragrance of the night air. I desperately tried to suppress the primal urges within me, but reason seemed to be slowly crumbling, and the burning heat could no longer be contained. Especially when I smelled the sweet, feminine scent, everything else vanished from my mind.



Wang Qian, her face flushed, nestled into my arms, one hand gripping mine tightly to stop it from causing further mischief, the other pushing against my chest, trying to break free.



But she was weak all over, no match for me, and with my somewhat forceful movements, she could only gasp for breath with her sensual red lips parted, crying out "No!" but not daring to speak loudly, afraid of being overheard by passersby.



Indeed, she underestimated me. She hadn't expected me to be such a lawless scoundrel, a barbaric rogue, completely disregarding where I was. It was only a little past eleven o'clock. Although there wasn't much entertainment in this county at night—people either watched TV at home after dinner or went to bed early—some people weren't sleepy and strolled around in twos and threes, enjoying the cool evening air. Yet he dared to do it without batting an eye. At this time, social norms weren't so daring; two people were openly embracing and hugging in public, and their actions went beyond mere embracing.



But Wang Qian experienced a feeling different from before. It was fresh and exciting, like someone trying drugs for the first time. Initially driven by curiosity, it quickly became addictive, deeply ingrained.



She herself enjoyed excitement, so while she was somewhat apprehensive, she wasn't entirely unable to accept it. On the contrary, a hint of surprise slowly rose within her. However, in this situation, she had to suppress this surprise.



This work is exclusively published in text format on 6k.com. Unauthorized reproduction or excerpting is prohibited. For more of the latest and fastest chapters, please visit [website address]. Even she herself didn't realize that she had never intended to refuse from the beginning; her initial anger was merely to protect her self-esteem. Once the veil was broken, she immediately became infatuated. She even forgot that she had only known this man for less than a day and had only met him twice, yet his domineering presence was already deeply imprinted in her heart.



Love between people is sometimes irrational, especially since Wang Qian wasn't the type to be fixated on one person. She never had the awareness to choose only one, so having a relationship with this man was somewhat natural and understandable.



It must be said that women are emotional creatures; even now, she hadn't realized that she had completely forgotten to ask the man's name, which was arguably her biggest mistake.



Her hands made a gesture of resistance, but were conquered by the novelty and excitement, and instead, she tightly embraced me.



"Oh," Wang Qian uttered a suppressed groan, her body trembling as if electrocuted...



When everything quieted down, she could even hear the chirping of crickets around her, as if they were cheering for their actions. She'd only worn the dress for a day... and this was her first thought...



Holding Wang Qian's soft body, I realized how crazy my actions had been. But I'd done even crazier things before. Thinking back to that time in Ruzhou with Lu Manman in the hotel corridor, I suddenly started to compare.



Her clothes were disheveled, her dress wrinkled, revealing most of her glistening pink legs. However, her delicate skin, flushed a pale pink with shyness, was quite alluring. In the dim light from a distance, she possessed a captivating beauty that was both innocent and sexy, a truly captivating sight. Her body became even more sensitive; her snow-white skin trembled instinctively under my gentle touch...



"Are you still cold?" I asked, holding her close.



"You, I...I..." Wang Qian lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, and peeked at me with her alluring eyes, looking delicate and shy. She didn't resist at all; instead, she clung to me like an octopus.



"What?" I didn't quite catch what she was saying.



"What's your name?" Her words finally became clearer.



"Why are you only remembering now? Don't you recognize me?" I asked with a smile.



"I feel like I've seen you somewhere before. I should know you...who are you?" She still couldn't remember who I was; it seemed my trip to Luzhen hadn't left much of an impression.



"My name is Wang Hao. We met in Luzhen..." I wanted to see her look shocked.



"Wang Hao, you are...Li Jing's, Li Jing's boyfriend." She suddenly realized, but to my disappointment, her face didn't show shock; instead, it held a hint of joy. I didn't know where this joy came from. Did she want to compete with Li Jing?



"So that's why we seemed so familiar! It's you, you scoundrel! You started touching me inappropriately when you saw me at the hospital. I never saw you so bold in Luzhen." Wang Qian's reaction was admirable; I'd never seen a woman so calm and collected, as if what had just happened hadn't even occurred.



"I've never seen such a bold woman either," I replied honestly this time.



"Really? So, do you like me? Who's better, me or Li Jing?" she asked with a hint of elation.



"Each has their own beauty," I chuckled, though in my mind, they were worlds apart.



"Then dump Li Jing and I'll be your girlfriend, okay?"



"No," I answered decisively this time.



"Why?" she persisted.



"I'm afraid you'll cheat on me." To be honest, Wang Qian was like a little wildcat. If she were really my girlfriend, I'd live in constant fear, knowing she might cheat on me someday. Besides, I'd only started with a casual attitude. I didn't believe Wang Qian had truly developed feelings for me. If a mere day could make her so devoted, I'd be a Casanova.



"Won't Li Jing cheat on you?" she argued defiantly.



Li Jing, humph, I shook my head inwardly, but said nothing more.



...



After a long while, Wang Qian said sweetly, "It's getting late, I should go back. If I keep playing, my sister might scold me."



"Your sister? How old are you? She still cares about you?" I found it unbelievable that someone could control this little wildcat, Wang Qian.



"My sister took you to the hospital this morning, otherwise I wouldn't be so nice to you," Wang Qian explained.



"Yes, you're very nice to me," I teased with a smile, thinking: So that beautiful young woman is Wang Qian's sister. They really are twin beauties; no wonder I thought they looked alike this morning. However, that young woman was dignified, a world apart from Wang Qian's personality.



"What are you thinking about now?" she asked, somewhat displeased, seeing my eyes darting around.



"It's nothing. I was just wondering why your sister's son is still living with you now that he's so grown up?" I asked afterward.



"It's because I had a fight with my brother-in-law. He's cheating on my sister with another woman. You men are all the same!" Wang Qian suddenly turned her anger towards me.



"Hey, you can't generalize like that. I'm one of the top ten outstanding youths in our county!" I quickly retorted.



"Hello, you're still cheating on Li Jing and me..." She didn't finish her sentence, and I didn't know how to respond. I guessed her senses had returned; this was the emptiness after the pleasure. People rarely consider the consequences when excited, but they definitely do when they calm down. It's like a crazed gambler; their brain is excited at the gambling table, but once they leave and see the high-interest loan they've signed, they start to tremble with fear.



I knew what to do at this moment: give Wang Qian a firm embrace. What women fear most is a man who turns his back on them after getting out of bed. After all, in relationships, women are always the weaker party.



"Be careful, don't catch a cold." I held Wang Qian tightly, gently stroking her to calm her emotions and help her slowly emerge from this state.



Wang Qian obediently leaned against me, her arms wrapped around my neck, her eyes flickering as she looked at my face, lost in thought.



Her home wasn't far from the hospital, but as we entered the neighborhood, we startled countless dogs barking, making me a little uneasy.



Wang Qian only told me to go to the alley entrance and wouldn't let me go any further, so I didn't insist and waved goodbye.



I thought Jiang Ailian was already asleep, but to my surprise, she was sitting in my room waiting. When she saw me come in, she asked somewhat unhappily, "Why did it take you so long to go out for a walk?"



Suddenly, she took a deep breath, her expression turning strange as she looked at me suspiciously.



My heart skipped a beat. I had been in such a rush that I had forgotten to clean up the mess. Jiang Ailian, being an experienced woman, naturally knew what had happened. It was just that she didn't know the inside story, which was why she was puzzled.



But of course, I couldn't tell her about this, so I could only laugh it off and say, "I didn't expect the night view of the county town to be so beautiful. I lost track of time while I was strolling around. I'm really sorry." "



Hmph, what does the night view have to do with me? I have things to do tomorrow. I'm going to sleep now." Obviously, she didn't believe my lie.



Was Jiang Ailian jealous? A strange thought suddenly popped into my head.

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