Amidst the night, Li Qing walked towards his home, unable to shake off the recent events from his mind.
Li Qing's heart was a mix of anxiety, anticipation, and a myriad of complexities.
"Li Qing!"
A sudden shout came from behind.
Li Qing, who was deeply engrossed in his thoughts, was startled.
"Yang Xuelan, what are you ghosting about in the middle of the night!" Li Qing turned his head to see it was his neighbor Yang Xuelan and cursed.
Yang Xuelan was a familiar type who had married their neighbor Gao Li a few years back; the two families frequently interacted.
Yang Xuelan held a dimly lit flashlight in her hand and shone it on Li Qing's face as she walked up to him with a secretive smile.
"What do you want?" Li Qing glanced at Yang Xuelan's bulging and overly voluptuous chest and cautiously stepped back.
Every time he saw Yang Xuelan, he couldn't help but recall the moans and groans echoing from her house every now and then.
Their main rooms were right next to each other, making the noises particularly clear late into the night.
Yang Xuelan let out a sneer and edged closer to Li Qing, asking, "That's my line to you, isn't it? What were you doing at your sister-in-law's house so late at night? And your hair is all wet. Does your sister-in-law's water make your hair more luscious when washing?"
Li Qing instantly felt a bit guilty. He grabbed his wet hair and said, "What else could I be doing? I just helped my sister-in-law harvest Huang Xing's crop. Is it a crime to wash my hair after working? You think everyone's like you and your spouse, not differentiating between day and night, constantly firing it up whenever you have a chance."
Yang Xuelan hadn't expected such explicit words to come out of Li Qing's mouth, causing her face to blush, yet she continued, "Wow, such righteous indignation, yet I thought I vaguely heard something about 'taking off pants' just now."
"Pants are off, and you're washing your hair? I figure your sister-in-law must have washed both your 'heads' for you, top and bottom."
Li Qing instantly felt guilty.
He hadn't expected such a brief phrase to be exactly what the other person had overheard.
"Don't impose your filthy thoughts on others. My sister-in-law was stung by a wasp on her waist. How can you see it if you don't pull the pants down a bit?" Li Qing retorted.
"Oh..." Yang Xuelan drew out a long tone, her eyes filled with suspicion, and deliberately said, "With your sister-in-law's fair and delicate figure, if you pull her pants down just a bit, could you really keep it together?"
Her eyes shifted, and she added, "How about you calculate how much time has passed from when I heard 'take off pants' until now?"
Li Qing's heart skipped a beat; he hadn't expected this woman to be eavesdropping.
Even if he and Han Mei were completely innocent and nothing had happened, Yang Xuelan's mouth could turn the dead into the living with her words. If she spread this around, Han Mei's reputation would be utterly ruined.
"If you're stung by a wasp, don't you put some medicine on it? What's the big deal if I spent a bit longer at my sister-in-law's house anyway? How can a woman like you stoop to eavesdropping?" Li Qing was annoyed and somewhat anxious in his heart.
He needed to find a way to shut Yang Xuelan up.
"I'm just curious!"
Yang Xuelan declared proudly, "I heard 'take off pants.' How could I bear not finding out what was happening?"
Watching Yang Xuelan's expression, as if she had already witnessed everything, Li Qing was beyond frustrated.
His eyes swept over Yang Xuelan's full and prominent bust, and Li Qing suddenly had an idea, "Stop wagging your tongue. There's nothing between my sister-in-law and me, because I already have someone I like."
"Hmm? Who's the girl?" Yang Xuelan's gossip fire ignited instantly, and she leaned in closer to Li Qing.
"Mm." Li Qing smelled the fragrance and nodded slightly.
"Spit it out, who is it?" Yang Xuelan pressed.
"She... got married," Li Qing said deliberately.
"Oh."
Yang Xuelan blinked, "That does make things tricky. But so what if she's married? As long as the hoe is swung well, there's no wall that can't be dug down. Tell me, whose wife is she?"
Li Qing looked at Yang Xuelan somewhat shyly and stuttered, "...Gao Li's."
"Whose wife?!" Yang Xuelan looked at Li Qing in shock, her almond-shaped eyes wide open.
Li Qing didn't repeat himself, just nodded awkwardly.
He could tell Yang Xuelan had heard him.
Yang Xuelan pointed at herself incredulously, her expression as if she had seen a ghost, "Stop, stop, stop, you can't mess around, I'm married..."
"So what if you're married? You just said it yourself, as long as the hoe is swung well, there's no corner that can't be dug," Li Qing argued.
"You're so beautiful, with big breasts and a big butt, isn't it normal that I like you?" Li Qing shouted.
"Besides, every night I listen to you moaning in the next room, I wish you were my woman. It's just that you're married, so I've always been afraid to say anything."
Li Qing spouted out whatever came to mind, talking nonsense in all directions.
Who cares about the details; first, set Yang Xuelan on fire and stop her from gossiping, so that she doesn't tarnish my sister-in-law's reputation for no reason.
"You, you, you..."
Yang Xuelan touched her chest nervously, as the two hidden bunnies started hopping restlessly, "Don't talk nonsense, I—I, Gao Li hits people really hard."
She had come to hear gossip but never expected the gossip to be about herself, blushingly feeling like she was on fire all over.
No matter how carefree Yang Xuelan usually was, she was still a woman after all.
Hearing suddenly that while she was making love to her man, there was a young man next door, listening and imagining how he would... how he would ravish her, her legs went weak.
"Let him hit me. Now that I've spoken my mind, I'm all in," Li Qing made up his mind, and pulled Yang Xuelan into his arms, "Listen to my heartbeat, feel my reaction, and you'll know if I'm telling the truth or not."
His body was still hot from being teased by Han Mei, and the moment Yang Xuelan's soft body touched him, Li Qing reacted immediately.
Yang Xuelan was startled by Li Qing's sudden move, especially when she felt the hardness below; she jumped away as if shocked, "Your thing... why is it so big."
As she spoke, Yang Xuelan sneakily glanced at Li Qing's prominently pitched tent, her heart fluttering.
Her husband Gao Li might have looked tough, but he was a flop in that department!
She always felt unsatisfied, yet had to pretend to be ecstatic, shouting aloud.
Now, seeing Lin Qing's sizable asset, she began to feel a tickling desire, and a daring thought popped into Yang Xuelan's head.
"You little rascal, if you like me so much, leave your door open for me tonight, and we'll give it a try."