"Phew."
Back in the rear room, Chen Erbao finally let out a long sigh of relief.
Thank goodness he'd escaped in time. Otherwise, Chen Erbao worried Fang Yun wouldn't have been able to resist devouring him. Besides, even if Fang Yun could hold back, Chen Erbao couldn't guarantee he could control himself.
At this thought, Chen Erbao's heart skipped a beat.
'I have to say, Sister-in-law Fang Yun's thighs... they're so soft and fair.'
Recalling the sensation from just now, Chen Erbao couldn't help but swallow hard.
'It wouldn't be a big deal if I couldn't resist, really.'
After all, Brother Da Bao was already planning to gift-wrap Fang Yun and send her his way. What's the difference if it happens a little sooner or later?
But then, he immediately dismissed the thought.
This was about the dignity of both Chen Dabao and Fang Yun. They could both be proactive, but Chen Erbao absolutely could not. Otherwise, not only would their brotherhood be over, but the days to come would likely become unbearable.
Chen Erbao sighed. After forcing himself to calm down and changing his clothes, he returned to the clinic in front and felt a pang of guilt the moment he saw Fang Yun.
Fang Yun, however, strode over boldly, looking Chen Erbao up and down. Her gaze lingered for a long time, particularly on his crotch.
Her stare was so aggressive that Chen Erbao subconsciously squeezed his legs together.
Fang Yun burst out laughing. She took a step forward, pressing her large, soft breasts wantonly against Chen Erbao's body until they changed shape.
Chen Erbao sucked in a sharp breath. He felt like he couldn't breathe; the soft sensation was nearly enough to be the death of him.
Fang Yun said, "Oh? Getting shy now?"
"You didn't seem so shy when you got your sister-in-law's hands all messy just now."
As she spoke, Fang Yun deliberately placed a hand on Chen Erbao's waist.
A cool touch shot through him, and Chen Erbao's body jolted. His breathing grew rapid.
Seeing his reaction, Fang Yun grew bolder. Her hands on his waist slowly slid downward, moving from his sides inward. They traveled past his navel and continued their descent.
At this moment, Fang Yun was like a succubus, her voice dripping with seduction.
"Do you... want to go again?"
Her fingers hooked onto Chen Erbao's pants. With a slight tug, she pulled them open, creating a small gap. Fang Yun intentionally adopted a condescending expression, glancing down through the opening with feigned indifference.
Chen Erbao felt as if Fang Yun were a queen, just one step away from sitting on a throne and stepping on his face with her bare feet.
'Does it have to be this humiliating?'
Chen Erbao was trapped, unable to agree or disagree. Just as he was about to explain with an awkward look on his face, a loud banging suddenly erupted from the clinic's main door. BANG BANG BANG.
Chen Dabao's voice came from outside. "Er Bao, I've figured out a way!"
"This idea is brilliant!"
"I bought some liquor. We'll get it done tonight!"
The moment he heard Chen Dabao's voice, Chen Erbao nearly broke out in a cold sweat.
On one hand, he was worried that the straightforward Chen Dabao would blurt out the whole business between them. On the other hand, he felt the guilt of someone caught in the middle of an affair.
This feeling intensified when it became clear Chen Dabao wasn't going to say any more.
As Chen Dabao was about to push the door open, Fang Yun remained completely calm. She casually straightened her clothes and naturally put a normal distance between herself and Chen Erbao.
By the time Chen Dabao walked into the clinic, Fang Yun had just finished her preparations.
She smoothly turned her gaze to Chen Dabao.
"Chen Dabao, what are you yelling about?"
"What way did you figure out?"
"Are you two brothers hiding something from me?"
Fang Yun was already tall, around five-foot-eight, and with her high heels, her height pushed five-foot-nine.
Combined with her nonchalant tone and sharp gaze, she immediately flustered the barging Chen Dabao.
He even forgot to ask why Fang Yun and Chen Erbao were together.
Chen Erbao was filled with admiration.
'One second her hand was practically down my pants, and the next, she has this intimidating aura that even scares me. She's making it seem like Chen Dabao is the one who's done something shady.'
But, to be fair, what he was planning to do was indeed something Fang Yun couldn't know about.
In an instant, Chen Dabao broke out in a cold sweat.
Chen Erbao's eyes darted, and he quickly said, "Brother Da Bao, didn't you say you'd made Sister-in-law unhappy earlier and had to think of a way to cheer her up?"
"Right, right, right!"
Chen Dabao instantly understood and quickly added, "Honey, I bought some liquor. I'll cook tonight, and the three of us—you, me, and Er Bao—can have a nice drink."
"We've been married for so long. For Er Bao's sake, just don't be mad at me anymore, okay?"
Fang Yun turned to look at Chen Erbao, her sharp gaze instantly melting into gentle affection. When Chen Dabao wasn't looking, she reached out and gave Chen Erbao's crotch a squeeze.
Only after feeling what she wanted to feel did Fang Yun say with satisfaction, "Fine."
"Er Bao, don't forget to come over tonight."
Turning back to Chen Dabao, Fang Yun shot him a glare. "You're finally cooking for once, and you think just having liquor is enough? Didn't you think to buy some groceries?"
It dawned on Chen Dabao. "Right, right, I'll go buy groceries now."
Fang Yun said, "What do you know about buying groceries? Go home and clean the house. I'll go."
Watching the two of them leave, Chen Erbao didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He really had no words for their relationship. Not that he had time to dwell on it. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but after cultivating the Joyful Technique, not only had his attractiveness to the opposite sex increased, but his desires in 'that' department had also grown stronger.
He had just gotten Fang Yun's hands all messy, for crying out loud.
And now he was ready to lock and load again.
Going to Fang Yun was definitely out of the question. After thinking it over, Chen Erbao's eyes lit up.
'I'll go find Sister-in-law Shuzhen!'
An image of Qiu Shuzhen's hot body involuntarily appeared in Chen Erbao's mind.
Chen Erbao could still recite the text message Qiu Shuzhen sent before she left by heart. The flirtatiousness was practically oozing from between the lines.
She might as well have swayed her wasp-like waist right up to him, presented her perky rear, and said, 'Little brother, you don't have to move a muscle. Big sister is fully automatic.'
Then again, knowing Qiu Shuzhen's personality, she might actually say something like that.
Chen Erbao hadn't interacted with Qiu Shuzhen much, but he could tell she was two completely different people in and out of bed.
As demure as she was out of bed, she was that wild in it.
Chen Erbao could already imagine grabbing Qiu Shuzhen's hair from behind for a "delightful horse race."
The thought of Qiu Shuzhen's perfectly round, unadorned Honey Peaches of a rear, her delicate, small feet, and especially her waist-length hair—long enough to "unlock" the unique poses only possible with pigtails—was making Chen Erbao lose all control.
He took several deep breaths to compose himself. The girl had already made her move; he couldn't just leave her hanging.
'Besides, I'm going over there to treat an illness! That's right, just treating an illness.'
Chen Erbao even managed to amuse himself with that excuse.
After seeing Chen Jiaqi's true colors, he had come to a realization.
Love was real, but it wasn't his turn yet, at least not for now.
Instead of getting tangled up in other things, he might as well enjoy the present. If you don't eat the duck that serves itself up on a platter, it'll really fly away.
With these thoughts, Chen Erbao felt a sense of relief. Humming a tune, he arrived at Qiu Shuzhen's doorstep.
Qiu Shuzhen's house was on the east side of Bailong Village. It was in a rather remote spot with few people around. The door was ajar and would open with a simple push.
But Chen Erbao didn't go straight in.
The village might be poor, but news traveled fast. If anyone saw him just walk right in, heaven knows what kind of gossip would spread.
Chen Erbao himself didn't care, but Qiu Shuzhen was already having a hard time on her own. More gossip would only make her life more difficult.
Chen Erbao coughed twice. He was just about to announce loudly that he was there to "treat an illness" to preempt any potential rumors when he heard Qiu Shuzhen's voice.
"Chen Qing, you bastard, what are you doing!"
"Let me go!"
Chen Erbao's expression changed instantly.
'Chen Qing?'
'How did he get mixed up with Qiu Shuzhen?'
'Could that son of a bitch have gotten ideas after seeing her, and now he's trying to make a move on Qiu Shuzhen?'
Recalling what Qiu Shuzhen had just shouted, Chen Erbao felt it was increasingly likely. Without a moment's hesitation, he rushed forward.