Chapter 22.1 - Desire (1/4)

Translator: Superbulat

“Ah, the water spilled!”

Tang Huan threw the bottle away in a panic, and when she looked down, she saw the alluring view at her chest. She awkwardly raised her gaze, only to be met by Song Mo’s fiery eyes. She pouted and glared at him in embarrassment, before covering her chest with her hands and anxiously turning around, her tone shy and a little reproachful. “Uncle, don’t look!” She seemed like a young lady behaving coquettishly in front of her lover.

Song Mo’s heart fluttered for a moment before he realized it was wrong. “Jinzhi, Un-uncle didn’t mean it!” he stammered. “Quick-quickly go back home and change your clothes!”

Tang Huan stood still and lowered her head even more.

Song Mo fell into a state of panic. Did his niece get angry at him because he stared at her chest?

“Jinzhi, Uncle really didn’t mean it, I-”

“Uncle, don’t say any more. Of course I know you didn’t mean it. You are my uncle, you wouldn’t…But, Uncle, m-my clothes are soaked, how am I supposed to return in this condition? There are so many people out there. If they saw me like this, h-how could I still have the face to live on?” Tang Huan squatted down quickly, crossing her arms in embarrassment as she looked at both sides of the wheat fields.

Looking at the girl’s petite figure squatting down, Song Mo regretted. Why hadn’t he thought of this?

But what were they supposed to do now?

“Did you bring a handkerchief? Use it to wipe your body dry first…” He was sweating profusely as he tried to cool the raging flame of desire in his body.

Tang Huan shook her head. “It’s okay, Uncle, please continue with your work. I’m going to squat here for a while. The weather is hot so it’ll dry up soon.”

Song Mo opened his mouth, wanting to say that wearing wet clothes was bad for her health, but he couldn’t think of any other way. After a moment of hesitation, he could only turn around resignedly and resume his work. He thought of making ginger soup for his niece later in the afternoon. Hopefully it could be beneficial to her body.

After taking about ten steps forward, he heard rustling sounds behind him. When Song Mo turned, he discovered that his niece was missing and that a large piece of the unharvested wheat field had fallen, exposing his niece’s two little feet from inside.

Startled, he dropped the wheat in his hand and ran there.

He went over to find his niece lying flat on the ground with the straw hat covering her face. Her shirt was untied and lay open on both sides, revealing a large area of silky, fair skin and a half-wet dudou . Two pink dots stood upright on her tall plumpness, which were very conspicuous in the sun. Song Mo’s mouth dried up, and his gaze fell on the waist that couldn’t be covered by her dudou , which was so narrow and cute as if he could encircle it with his large hands.

He sort of understood what his niece was going to do. He turned around quickly to leave, secretly hoping that his niece hadn’t noticed him.

“Uncle!”

As if she had just heard the sound of his footsteps, Tang Huan moved her straw hat away and saw the red-faced man in time. She screamed and covered herself before closing her eyes and shyly saying, “Uncle, I, I thought my clothes would dry faster like this. You, I, I didn’t mean to expose my chest…Uncle!”

She rolled onto her side, hiding her face in embarrassment, but her exquisite figure became even more apparent.

“It’s nothing. Un-uncle simply thought you had fainted from the heat…then you can continue to lie down. I’ll leave now!”

Song Mo fled in a hurry.

Tang Huan laughed so hard that she trembled, covering her mouth to keep herself from making a sound.

After you have seen so much, you still want to maintain a pure uncle and niece relationship?

Don’t even think about it!

At noon, Song Mo accompanied Tang Huan home and made ginger soup for her.

With a big bowl in her hands, Tang Huan was moved to tears. “Uncle, you treat me so well. I will be satisfied if I can meet a man half as nice to me as you.”

“Don’t worry, silly girl.” Song Mo laughed. “In the future, Uncle will find you a husband who will treat you better than I do. I will see to it that you have a happy married life.” His niece was such a wonderful and lovely young lady. It would be the greatest blessing for whoever was able to marry her. The engagement she had with the Dong family was a misjudgment of character by him and his brother. Next time, he must be certain of the man’s character before deciding on a marriage proposal for her. He must not allow his niece to suffer even by the slightest.

Tang Huan took a sip of the soup and looked up at him, her eyes twinkling. “Uncle, in Jinzhi’s eyes, you are the best man. There is no one better in the world than you.”

She had a solemn expression on her face, and there seemed to be a trace of lingering affection in her eyes. Song Mo was inexplicably a little nervous. He was about to carefully discern the emotions in her eyes when she lowered her head and continued to drink her soup. He felt a faint sense of loss in his heart, but why? There was no way to find out. Song Mo shook his head, put an end to his wandering thoughts, and went to prepare lunch.

After lunch, he insisted that Tang Huan stay at home and wouldn’t allow her to go to the field again no matter what she said.

After following him all the way to the gate, she leaned on the gate and sent him off reluctantly. “Come back earlier, Uncle. I will cook dinner and wait for you!”

Song Mo nodded and walked away with big, striding steps. Before turning at a corner, he looked back and to his surprise, his niece was still standing there, staring at him. When their gazes met, she smiled at him, like a bright and delicate multiflora rose. 1

蔷薇 (Multiflora rose)

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