Chapter 34.1 - Underpants (1/4)

Translator: Superbulat

Among the men who pursued Shui Xian, Lin Peizhi was without a doubt the most outstanding one.

In terms of status, he was the son of an official in the capital, returning to his hometown on his father’s orders to repair their ancestral home. In terms of appearance, in the vast Seven Bridges Town, apart from the cold butcher, there was probably no one who could compare to him. Song Mo was good-looking, but he was always dressed in coarse clothes, which inevitably made his bearing slightly lacking, whereas Lin Peizhi was suave in expensive clothes. When Lin Peizhi first arrived, he had flirted around with many girls, rapidly stealing their hearts.

But what kind of woman hadn’t Lin Peizhi seen before?

Compared to those young ladies who pretended to be dignified on the surface but had already secretly given their hearts to him, he preferred women like Shui Xian, like a thorny rose blooming on the wall to tempt him. When he got close, she would stab him with the small thorns on her body, not letting him get close to her easily.

Lin Pei indeed had a few more glasses of wine than usual that night. However, he was not drunk; rather, he was attempting to get Shui Xian intoxicated, and then, under the guise of drunkenness, he planned to spend the night with the beauty. In Lin Peizhi’s opinion, it was already a hint when a widow like Shui Xian invited him to her house. Therefore, when Shui Xian suddenly struggled and resisted, he became enraged because he felt he was being toyed with. He wanted to force himself on the incomprehensive woman once and then dump her…

Later, when the accident happened, he had to return home in disappointment.

In fact, when it came to love affairs, Lin Peizhi preferred both parties to be willing, and he was reluctant to force a woman. At first, when Shui Xian was playing hard to get, he enjoyed flirting with her. After that, Shui Xian unexpectedly resisted him, causing Lin Peizhi’s interest in her to diminish significantly. As a result, when he heard that she was injured, he did not take it to heart at all. As he went out to do work today, he happened to come across the sight of Shui Xian arguing with the butcher. Lin Peizhi stood behind the crowd, watching from a distance. For some reason, he felt that Shui Xian had become spicier, more daring, and more seductive than before.

And his desire for her increased.

He looked at her with those peach blossom eyes that few women could refuse and softened his voice, like a lover’s whisper, “Shui Xian, I was too impatient that night, and I was drunk… Well, I don’t expect you to forgive me right away, but please give me one more chance to make amends, okay?”

Her hands were small and delicate. Lin Peizhi took a glance outside and placed her hand on his left hand beneath the table. Under the cover of the table, he gently stroked, traced, and teased her hand with his right fingertips.

Tang Huan leaned against the wall, her beautiful eyes narrowed as she silently observed this man’s attempt to please her.

She had to say that Lin Peizhi was skilled at serving others. The itch on her hand made half of her body weak, and she even got wet between her legs.

Her master had said that making love was a natural instinct, similar to wanting to eat when hungry. Whether or not feelings were involved, as long as you felt good, your body would respond instinctively. It was like if she tied the current Song Mo up, no matter how much he hated her, she could make Little Song Mo stand up. Not only men but the same could also be applied to women. Even an extremely ugly beggar could make a young rich lady feel horny as long as he had good skills.

Tang Huan had yet to properly enjoy herself.

If this wasn’t a dream, she would take Lin Peizhi back to her house right now for some fun. This man was of exceptional quality after all. His appearance may have been inferior to Song Mo’s, but his abilities were sufficient to place him on a par with Song Mo. After all, wasn’t it the enjoyment of the process that was most important in ‘flower picking’? It didn’t matter how attractive the face was; what mattered was…

Lin Peizhi kept staring at Tang Huan, and when he noticed her red lips parted slightly as if she wanted to hum, his heart fluttered. He couldn’t help but slid his hand into her sleeve to hold her slender wrist.

Tang Huan patted his arm with her fan and protested coquettishly, “We’re in public!” She retracted her hand and looked at the butcher’s shop, only to discover that a few more women were surrounding the butcher’s shop, and Song Mo was busy tending to them.

When the staff saw that the two of them had finally distanced themselves from each other, he hurriedly brought Tang Huan her food.

Lin Peizhi looked at Tang Huan and asked tentatively, “Shui Xian, I haven’t eaten yet. Why don’t I order two more dishes and we can eat together?”

“Sure. I’ll ask them to put it all on your tab.” Tang Huan said casually as she ate a spoonful of tender tofu.

Lin Peizhi didn’t decline. After ordering a few of the most expensive dishes on the menu, he dismissed the staff, and quietly approached her, “Is the tofu delicious?” 1

Tang Huan pretended not to understand the ambiguity in his sentence and asked impatiently, “Can’t you taste it yourself to see if it’s delicious or not?”

Lin Peizhi grinned. “Actually, I’d rather taste Shui Xian’s tofu, but I don’t know when I’ll get my wish.” Her demeanor suggested that she was no longer enraged at him? He didn’t know why she was acting this way, and he didn’t want to know. As long as she was willing to play, he would play along with her until she was willing to give herself to him.

She had a feeling he would say that!

吃豆腐 (Eat tofu) is a slang referring to a man taking advantage of a woman in a sexual manner. (Source https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/%E5%90%83%E8%B1%86%E8%85%90 )