A wave of guilt washed over Chen Erbao.
Although Chen Dabao had made the decision himself, Chen Erbao was still a participant.
Now that Fang Yun had caught him in the act, he had no idea what to say.
Fang Yun, however, wore a playful expression.
"What's wrong?"
"Weren't you just saying you were going to take advantage of me while I was drunk?"
"Getting cold feet now? All desire and no nerve."
"I thought you were so much better than Chen Dabao. Turns out you're just another coward."
As she spoke, Fang Yun pressed her foot down.
She pinched him with her big toe and the one next to it, her nimble foot trembling back and forth. The cool, soft touch made Chen Erbao instantly as hard as iron, and his breathing grew ragged.
He didn't know where he found the courage, but he grabbed Fang Yun's ankle and began to massage it vigorously with both hands.
"Who are you calling a coward!"
Fang Yun's breath hitched. Chen Erbao's hands were scorching hot, and as they enveloped her foot, she felt her blood begin to boil.
She licked her red lips and said, "Then let your sister-in-law see just how much nerve you really have."
"Let me see if you have guts enough to fill me up."
As she spoke, she had already pulled her black dress halfway down with one hand, revealing the soft flesh on one side.
The white bun was full and round. Chen Erbao had drunk a lot of alcohol but had barely eaten any food; he was already starving.
How could he possibly hold back after seeing that?
'Anyway, this was all Chen Dabao's doing, and Fang Yun clearly doesn't mind.'
That being the case, Chen Erbao naturally had no reason to hesitate.
His breathing grew heavier. He stared intently at Fang Yun, the fire in his eyes looking as if it could melt her.
Fang Yun was clearly very satisfied with Chen Erbao's attitude. Ignoring the large white bun she had exposed, she propped her chin on one hand and rested the other on the table.
She withdrew the foot that had been in Chen Erbao's lap. After planting it on the floor, she spread her thighs and beckoned to Chen Erbao with her finger.
Fang Yun's every movement was gentle, but in Chen Erbao's eyes, it was as if heaven's thunder had ignited the earth's fire. The impact was simply immense.
He shot up from his seat with a WHOOSH and walked straight toward Fang Yun.
Fang Yun shifted her chair to face him, parting her legs even wider.
Only then did Chen Erbao see clearly—beneath the hem of the dress stretched taut over her legs, there was nothing at all!
Fang Yun reached a hand behind her back and slowly produced a piece of lace.
"Were you looking for this?"
Her voice was soft, like the flick of a limp whip against Chen Erbao's body—it caused no pain, only extreme pleasure.
Chen Erbao felt his mouth go dry. He desperately craved something to moisten his lips.
Preferably something fragrant, soft, and pink.
If it were nimble, that would be even better.
Staring at the lace in Fang Yun's hand, Chen Erbao swallowed hard and said, "Sister-in-law, you… you're not wearing anything."
Fang Yun gave a seductive smile, her gaze falling on her half-removed form-fitting dress. "How can you say I'm not wearing anything?"
"But…"
Looking at Chen Erbao, Fang Yun said, "If you're interested, your sister-in-law could take it all off."
"Do you… want to try it yourself?"
Chen Erbao was now completely under Fang Yun's spell. He gave up on thinking and nodded repeatedly.
Seeing Fang Yun beckon to him again, he could no longer hold back. He strode forward and grabbed her dress.
Fang Yun's eyes darted, and a playful look crossed her face. "Want to try… ripping it open?"
She placed her hand on the hem of the dress at her thigh and gave a slight tug.
RIP!
A large tear appeared in the skirt, revealing a wide expanse of fair skin and the faint outline of a pale, perfect buttock.
Chen Erbao's eyes lit up instantly.
'She plays this rough?'
He nodded again and again, placing both his hands on Fang Yun.
Only then did Chen Erbao realize the tight dress was just a thin layer. Up close, he saw the material wasn't much different from silk stockings; at this thickness, he wouldn't need much strength at all.
Why would Chen Erbao wait any longer? He was about to tear into it.
But just then—
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The large iron gate at the entrance was suddenly pounded on, the clamor making Chen Erbao jump. He instinctively looked toward the door.
"What's going on?"
Fang Yun also froze for a moment, looking toward the door.
Chen Erbao said, "Don't tell me Brother Da Bao regretted it and came back?"
Fang Yun frowned. After a moment's thought, she shook her head. "That's unlikely. I know your cousin. He might not be ambitious, but he never goes back on his decisions. Besides, didn't he say he was going to town? There's no way he could be back this fast."
"It's probably just some idler fooling around. Ignore him. Let's continue."
Chen Erbao thought so too, but just as he was about to resume, the knocking sounded again, accompanied by an urgent, childish voice.
"Is Uncle Erbao home?"
"Please, come with me and check on my mom! She's been bitten by a snake!"
Chen Erbao reacted instantly. "It's Sister Shuqin's daughter, Xiaoyu!"
Liu Xiaoyu and her mother, Wen Shuqin, had a tragic story. Three years ago, a wildfire broke out in Bailong Village. Wen Shuqin's husband had volunteered to fight the fire and ended up being burned to death. That bastard Chen Daniu claimed Wen Shuqin's husband had brought it on himself by disobeying orders, and unconscionably withheld the bulk of the compensation money, giving Wen Shuqin and Liu Xiaoyu only a few thousand yuan.
How could a widow and her orphan possibly survive on a few thousand yuan? They couldn't even finish the house they were halfway through building. Chen Erbao had found their situation too pitiful to bear. His own parents had died young, leaving him a large, empty house, so he simply gave it to Wen Shuqin and her family for free and moved in with his cousin, Chen Dabao. Because of this, many people in the village had a very good opinion of Chen Erbao.
For all these years, Chen Erbao's clinic had only survived step-by-step thanks to the support of the villagers.
Snapping out of his reverie, Chen Erbao said, "Sister-in-law, I'm going to go check."
"There are venomous snakes in the village. If she was really bitten by one, it'll be big trouble."
Of course Fang Yun wasn't happy about it.
She had been really looking forward to tonight. She had even gone commando to welcome Chen Erbao. After all her teasing, it wasn't just Chen Erbao who was burning with desire; Fang Yun herself felt like she was dripping with moisture, soaked through.
But just when they were about to become one, and the emptiness in her heart was about to be filled, this had to happen?
What was the difference between this and getting your pants off only to find out the other person's a eunuch?
Fang Yun wished she could tie Chen Erbao up right then and there.
But she couldn't do that.
A person's life was at stake. That was definitely a bigger deal than her business with Chen Erbao.
After pouting for a long while, Fang Yun finally squeezed a few words through her clenched teeth: "Go on, then."
Chen Erbao nodded quickly and opened the door.
He saw Liu Xiaoyu, who couldn't have been more than five or six years old, standing at the door with red-rimmed eyes. The moment she saw Chen Erbao, she burst into tears with a WAH!
"Uncle Erbao, help!"
Chen Erbao quickly tried to comfort her.
"Don't be scared, Xiaoyu. Uncle Erbao is here. I won't let anything happen to Sister Shuqin."
"Let's go over and check on her right away."
Liu Xiaoyu nodded hurriedly.