After lifting up Sister-in-Law Yuan'er's skirt,
what appeared before him was a tiny pair of lace-trimmed panties, tightly embracing the small mounds at the entrance of her valley.
Lin Zhenghui gazed at the incomparably beautiful face of his sister-in-law, who was still sound asleep, which emboldened him even further.
In his mind, he thought back to the scene in the bathroom that night- when he saw the snowy white mound with the rosy slit, his hand gently touched it, feeling the temperature of this white tiger through the fabric.
Just as Lin Zhenghui was about to take off the white tiger mask to see its luscious little mouth,
the phone next to Sister-in-Law's bed suddenly rang.
The ringing startled Lin Zhenghui, making him lose his wits and bolt out of Sister-in-Law's room like a fleeing grey wolf.
"Scared me to death, thank goodness, Sister-in-Law didn't see," Lin Zhenghui rushed back to his own room and leaned against the door.
Thinking of the phone call that interrupted him, he cursed inwardly, "Damn it, who calls in the dead of night, shit!"
Afterward, Lin Zhenghui heard Sister-in-Law Yuan'er's voice from her room, it seemed like she was talking about making a delivery tomorrow.
"Okay, okay, I'll have Lin Zhenghui deliver to you tomorrow, mm-hmm, I understand, 150 of them, alright..."
That's what was being said on the phone, but Nangong Yuan'er was looking at the straps slipping off her shoulder onto her arm, the expanse of snowy beauty at her chest, and the two rosy, bud-like nipples.
There's a faint coolness on top, she knew it was Lin Zhenghui's saliva residue.
A Delicate Jade Hand gently pulled the straps back onto her shoulder.
Then her hand touched the white tiger mask, realizing it was already moist.
She secretly thought, "What am I doing? Heaven, how could he do this, I'm his sister-in-law!"
She was aware of every move Lin Zhenghui made a moment ago, she was just pretending to be asleep.
Because she had watched all the contents on the USB Lin Zhenghui gave her.
In one of the TV shows, the male protagonist could get excited watching the female protagonist's body and fire bullets onto her.
She told herself, since this little uncle was adopted by his mother and not blood-related,
as long as Lin Zhenghui didn't go too far, she could pretend to be ignorant and help him resolve his physical needs.
"Sister-in-Law, who calls in the dead of night?" Lin Zhenghui feigned innocence and burst into Sister-in-Law Yuan'er's room.
"Yue'er called, she wants you to deliver 150 chickens to the restaurant for her tomorrow," Yuan'er adjusted her thin air-conditioning blanket to cover her enchantingly curved body.
"Oh!" Lin Zhenghui replied, his eyes falling onto his watery-eyed Sister-in-Law.
He consoled himself thinking, "Thank goodness, thank goodness, Sister-in-Law doesn't know."
Still, Lin Zhenghui asked Yuan'er, "The movies on the USB drive, have you seen them all?"
"No, I couldn't possibly watch those movies, go back to sleep," Nangong Yuan'er, upon his question, immediately blushed, denying it.
Seeing her shy demeanor, Lin Zhenghui knew Sister-in-Law was lying.
"Um, Sister-in-Law, could you help me with something..."
Before Lin Zhenghui could finish, Nangong Yuan'er hastily pushed him out of the room and locked it.
"I'm your sister-in-law, how could I possibly do that with you? Go to bed early, tomorrow you have to deliver the chickens to Yue'er."
"Sister-in-Law, you know I'm not her biological son, can't we..."
"No!"
Lin Zhenghui really cursed Yue'er to her ancestors.
If she hadn't called at that moment, perhaps he might have succeeded with Sister-in-Law—it was just a little bit more.
Similarly, Nangong Yuan'er felt the same.
If not for that call, she might truly have been overpowered by her little nephew.
Now that she had regained her clarity, she couldn't possibly go through with it overtly and shamelessly with Lin Zhenghui, her little nephew.
She couldn't bring herself to do it.
Nangong Yuan'er leaned against the door, ignoring Lin Zhenghui's calls and refusing to open it for him.
"Sister-in-Law, you can help me 'polish the firearm' like in the movies, help me out," Lin Zhenghui said with undying greed.
"No, we can't do this."
"Then what should I do?"
"I checked on Baidu, you can use ice, it won't hurt from freezing."
"..."
It seems there would be no play tonight.
Lin Zhenghui had no choice but to grab an ice pack from the fridge and head back to his room to quench his lust.
"Damn phone..."
That's what he said.
But Lin Zhenghui fished a gold-encased jade longevity lock from under his pillow.
His dying mother had told him he was adopted.
He had been found with this jade longevity lock inlaid with gold when she had taken him in.
"If this piece of jade is imperial green jade, isn't it worth several million yuan? Then who am I really? Was I lovingly adopted, or did my biological mother dump me in a trash bin?"
Lin Zhenghui gazed at the gleaming, translucent green jade, turning it over and muttering to himself.
Ordinary people couldn't afford such a thing.
It made him think of that chubby guy on the internet appraising treasures, who upon first look deemed it imperial green jade.
But whether it was genuine needed physical appraisal to confirm.
Thinking of that graceful sister-in-law and those snow-white, unblemished hills, his interest in his sister-in-law grew even more.
"Sister-in-law, I love you, you're mine..."
That night, Lin Zhenghui didn't know how he managed to fall asleep.
All he knew was the next morning.
With panda eyes, he listlessly drove his tricycle to the mountain contracted on the outskirts of the village to catch chickens.
These were free-range chickens that had been raised for over six months, fed grain without pesticides, corn, vegetable leaves...
Selling each for 200 yuan, he raised 2000 chickens on the mountain, currently in partnership with Xinxia Restaurant in the county city.
Lin Zhenghui loaded 150 chickens into cages to deliver to Xinxia Restaurant.
Then he took the order slip and went to ask the proprietress Han Yue'er for payment.
Inside the restaurant office.
"Didn't we agree to settle accounts once a month?" Han Yue'er asked, looking at the bill in his hand.
Han Yue'er, 28, unmarried!
She was dressed today in a suit of pale grey professional attire, her black hair cascading down her back, her face seeming lightly made-up.
But what Lin Zhenghui noticed was not her face, but the aura of someone in command that she carried.
The woman before him clearly had beauty and maturity, but there also seemed to be an aura of having everything under control.
Under this atmosphere, he felt very uncomfortable, a sense of unspoken, hidden pressure.
"I run a small business. Your business is doing so well; let me settle early so I can pay off my loan."
Lin Zhenghui's eyes were drawn not to her face, but her long legs clad in black sheer stockings, tipped with high heels, along with her stunning beauty, an absolute temptation to sin!
"Damn it, if you hadn't called in the middle of the night, I would've hooked up with my sister-in-law!"
This sentence, Lin Zhenghui didn't dare say out loud, but his face showed his dissatisfaction.
"Hmm?" Han Yue'er saw from the window downstairs a Land Rover slowly stopping at the hotel entrance, prompting her strikingly beautiful face to fall into deep contemplation.
"The first five deliveries, plus this one, 500 chickens, 100,000 yuan..." Lin Zhenghui watched her enchanting red lips, feeling an impulse to kiss her.
"Okay, you perform a scene with me, and I'll settle the account," Han Yue'er said, looking through the office glass window at a man approaching the hotel from the car downstairs.
"What scene?" Lin Zhenghui asked.
"Just do as I say in a moment."
With that, her splendid face blushed faintly, showing a touch of vulnerability.
Then she leaned close to Lin Zhenghui, looking at his sharply handsome face, his tall figure bronzed by long hours of outdoor work.
"Hmm?" Lin Zhenghui watched her grab his hand and place it on her waist, soft to the touch.
"Hold me!" Han Yue'er spoke with flushed cheeks.
Before Lin Zhenghui could ask why,
She tiptoed, presenting her rosy lips and whispered, "Kiss me, kiss me..."
The scent of a woman, unique and enticing, filled his nostrils, and her sensual lips drew near.
To his shock, she placed them right in front of his mouth, reigniting the passion Lin Zhenghui had barely calmed the night before.
"Hmm!" Han Yue'er received a fierce kiss on her lips from him.
And not just that, she felt one of Lin Zhenghui's hands slowly moving to grip and knead her rounded backside.
"Hmm!" Han Yue'er nearly melted into his arms with that move.
At the same time, she felt another hand creeping toward the snowy peak in front, aiming to scale it.