To facilitate her explorations, Ruan Yuling had specially changed her usual attire. She wore a pair of dark blue jeans with a white T-shirt that had foreign letters on it, topped with a sleeveless denim jacket. She tied her wavy black hair into a ponytail, looking completely like a tomboy.
There’s a saying, isn’t there, that nature is hard to overco. Uh, if little kids don’t understand, let’s put it more bluntly—it’s like a dog can’t stop eating its own poop.
This woman, despite being dressed like an explorer, a manly woman, still oozed allure with every move she made, always displaying a deadly seductive posture.
"Brother Yun, the scenery here is nice, isn’t it? You must be good at photography. I brought a cara, let’s take so pictures by the river."
"Brother Yun, this tree is so big and tall. It must be over a hundred years old, right? I heard that if a man and a woman hug an ancient tree together, they’ll be in harmony for a century."
"Brother Yun, that flower on the cliff is so beautiful. If soone could pick one for , I’d agree to marry him right now and have him a plump baby."
"Brother Yun..."
Alright then, since I can’t shut her up, I’ll just have to block my own ears.
After arriving at Dragon King Village, as soon as I parked the car, I rushed out, wishing I could dash into the Dragon King Temple and resolve this matter imdiately.
But, when I pushed open the car door, I was shocked to discover the entire Dragon King Village seed like a tourist distribution center!
People were coming and going, with tour guides holding little red flags leading groups of seniors past everywhere.
What’s going on here?
What happened to the remote mountain village, the quiet and tranquil retreat?
Just as I was taken aback, Ruan Yuling suddenly looped my left arm, making a highly affectionate gesture.
In an instant, my left hand was deeply nestled in soone else’s embrace.
"Brother Yun, after sitting in the car for hours, elder sister is hungry. Let’s find a place to eat."
"Eating is fine, but can you let go of my hand?"
"Feeling shy?"
Ruan Yuling was just tall enough to et my nose, so when I talked to her, I couldn’t help but catch a tantalizing glimpse.
Seeing turn my head away, Ruan Yuling giggled, "Brother Yun is really cute."
Saying that, Ruan Yuling released my hand, making involuntarily sigh with relief.
But just as I relaxed, I heard a "slap," and she actually smacked my bottom like a ruffian.
"Let’s go, elder sister is really starving!"
While eating at a small restaurant, the owner told us that after Wang Fugui’s death, his nephew had led the whole village to make a fortune using their own resources, independently transforming so of the scenery around Dragon King Lake into an eco-tourism area, making the fa of Dragon King Lake known far and wide.
"Boss, do a lot of people co to offer incense at the Dragon King Temple?"
"Of course! Dragon King Temple is one of our main attractions. Many people co to offer incense to the Dragon King, and making wishes here is especially effective." As soon as Dragon King Temple was ntioned, the restaurant owner beca enthusiastic. "I can’t speak for others, but the wishes our family made have all co true."
Upon hearing this, Ruan Yuling smiled at the owner, "What did you pray for?"
When this woman interacted with others, she might not use her bewitching techniques, but her features were naturally soft and bewitching, her gestures seductive, which made her very eye-catching, especially to n.
Therefore, when Ruan Yuling actively spoke to him, the restaurant owner was flattered and a man in his forties beca timid as a little boy: "Ah, this story... Well, I’m not embarrassed to tell it. After marrying my wife, we had two daughters. You know, in the countryside, we always wanted a son, so we prayed to the Dragon King. And then, the next year, my third child, a chubby boy, was born."
I laughed, "That’s a matter of probability, isn’t it? Having three children, it’s normal for the third to be a boy."
The owner continued, "There’s more. My wife was already thirty when she gave birth to our third child, which, as you say, is considered a high-risk age for pregnancy. She almost had a difficult birth, and her health wasn’t great afterward; she was paraplegic in bed. Later on, I took our third child to light incense at the Dragon King Temple, and about half a month after returning, my wife was able to walk again."
"How is she now?" asked Ruan Yuling.
ntioning his wife, the owner couldn’t help but shake his head with a bitter smile, "Now, as soon as she sees talking to a young girl, she’ll grab a towel and chase all over the village to hit ."
"Lin Youcai, you bastard, mom’s been working like crazy back there, and you’re still chatting with young girls here, you looking for trouble? Get over here now!"
At that mont, a woman’s resounding shout ca from the back kitchen of the restaurant.
"Ah, coming right away!" At the sound of her voice, the restaurant owner imdiately tucked his neck in, apologizing to us with a smile, and scurried back to help in the kitchen.
Ruan Yuling and I looked at each other and shared a smile.
"Brother Yun, this Dragon King Temple is so effective, could there really be a Dragon King protecting it?"
I shrugged, "Who knows, if there is, that would be great. You’ve been keen on having a child, so why not go ahead, buy so incense at a stall in front of the temple, and make a wish to the Dragon King? You’ll likely have a child half a month after you get ho."
Ruan Yuling suddenly stood up quietly, moved behind , and while I was still stunned and unable to react, she reached her arms around my neck from behind, pushing forward her ample bosom.
My back was imdiately enveloped in a soft, delightful warmth, and I slled a faint fragrance emanating from Ruan Yuling.
"Brother Yun, didn’t your biology teacher tell you that humans can’t reproduce on their own? Elder sister really needs you, my good little brother."
Then, Ruan Yuling, without any regard for the surprised, envious, and even jealous looks from other tourists, bit down hard on my earlobe with her rows of white teeth.
"Hiss!"
Before I could react, she giggled and let go of my neck.
For a mont, that faint scent had sowhat entranced, as if a voice kept echoing deep inside: "Hold her! Love her! Make her your woman!"
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