The room was dark, but the moonlight streaming through the window bathed it in brightness.
Zhou Xinlan lay on the bed, her fair, slender legs bent and parted, her delicate fingers constantly moving.
From her cherry-like lips came sounds that made one's skin tingle.
Gulp!
Lin Tian swallowed hard, his mouth instantly dry and his pants nearly bursting.
Aunt Zhou had always seemed gentle and virtuous to him – this was the first time he had seen her like this.
Suddenly, Zhou Xinlan's voice stopped, and her body tensed up tightly.
After a few seconds, she slowly relaxed, gasping for breath, her beautiful face flushed with redness.
And on her drooping hand, a finger still sparkled with a shimmering light.
Lin Tian dared not look any longer and quietly turned to leave, fearing that if he continued watching, he might do something disgraceful!
In the bathroom, Lin Tian rinsed himself several times with cold water to calm down.
But lying in bed, the scene he had just witnessed involuntarily surfaced in his mind, reigniting the flames within him.
"How come after regaining my senses, my desires have grown so strong? No, I must find Sister-in-law Xiufen tomorrow to resolve this; it's too unbearable to keep holding back."
Lin Tian looked down at his body and sighed deeply, knowing he wouldn't sleep well tonight!
The next early morning.
Having barely slept, Lin Tian got up early and headed to the main hall to share the news of his recovery.
But as he approached the main hall, Lin Tian froze.
There was Huang Yingying, standing at the west side of the hall, obviously just out of bed, rubbing her eyes.
It wasn't just that, she was wearing only the simplest of bras and cartoon underwear, most of her creamy skin exposed, as if emanating a young girl's fragrance, waiting to be plucked.
Especially her slender waist and full, perky buttocks made Lin Tian's mouth go dry once again.
"Yingying, how many times have I told you, you need to wear clothes when you come out, how can you not remember that!"
Just as Zhou Xinlan finished preparing breakfast and came out of the kitchen, she saw Huang Yingying in that state and immediately scolded her.
Huang Yingying had already seen Lin Tian, but she didn't care: "Mom, what's the big deal? Lin Tian is just a fool, he doesn't understand anything!"
"Even so, you shouldn't do this!"
Zhou Xinlan scolded sternly, her heart fluttering as she thought of the bathing scene from yesterday.
"Mom, you're overthinking it."
Huang Yingying remained nonchalant and turned to Lin Tian to ask, "Foolish Lin Tian, do you think I look good like this?"
Lin Tian coughed twice and didn't answer, but scratched his head and said, "Aunt Zhou, I think I'm not foolish anymore."
"What?"
Zhou Xinlan stepped forward quickly in disbelief, "Xiao Tian, are you really not foolish anymore, do you know who I am?"
"You are my Little Aunt, how could I not recognize you?" Lin Tian said with a smile.
"Then do you know who you are?"
Zhou Xinlan continued, her palms sweaty with tension.
"I am Lin Tian. I remember I had a car accident, but I can't remember what happened after that,"
Lin Tian replied smoothly.
"Xiao Tian, you really aren't foolish anymore!"
Zhou Xinlan covered her mouth, tears of joy bursting forth!
Over the years Lin Tian had been incapacitated, she had spent countless money, visited numerous hospitals, but to no avail.
Zhou Xinlan had almost lost hope, never expecting Lin Tian would recover!
"How is this possible, Lin Tian, you've been foolish for so many years, how could you suddenly recover!"
Huang Yingying watched the scene incredulously.
"I don't know, I dreamt of a white-bearded old man last night, he said he was an immortal, and he touched my head, and when I woke up, I wasn't foolish anymore,"
Lin Tian said, giving the preconceived reason.
But as he spoke, he couldn't help but take a few more glances at Huang Yingying.
Truly a girl of eighteen or nineteen, so tender she could almost be squeezed out like water!
"Ah! Pervert!"
Huang Yingying noticed Lin Tian's gaze and only then realized she wasn't dressed.
In the past, it was OK because Lin Tian was a fool, but now that he had recovered, he had seen everything!
Embarrassed and angry, Huang Yingying crossed her arms over her chest and ran back to her room!
"Xiao Tian, no matter what, it's good that you've recovered. Do you still feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Zhou Xinlan calmed down but didn't bother with Huang Yingying, continuing to care for Lin Tian instead.
"Aunt Zhou, I'm really fine now. Thank you so much for taking care of me all these years; I will repay you well in the future."
Lin Tian looked earnestly at Zhou Xinlan.
"Silly boy, what are you talking about? I'm your aunt; it's only right for me to take care of you."
Zhou Xinlan smiled contentedly and, just like when he was a child, reached out and patted Lin Tian's head a couple of times.
Lin Tian, somewhat spellbound, thought Aunt Zhou looked incredibly charming now.
"Lin Tian, did you do it on purpose!"
Just then, Huang Yingying burst out of her room, angrily asking.
"Do what on purpose?"
Lin Tian was confused for a moment.
"Obviously, pretending to be a fool and looking at my body!"
Huang Yingying asked fiercely.
"Don't talk nonsense; I came out to talk about this. How was I supposed to know you weren't dressed?"
Lin Tian explained with righteous indignation.
"Enough, Yingying."
Before Huang Yingying could say anything more, Zhou Xinlan interrupted her, "Regardless, it's a good thing that Xiao Tian has recovered. Don't fuss over it now!"
"Mom!"
Huang Yingying stamped her foot in frustration but felt helpless.
She couldn't understand why her mother, Zhou Xinlan, seemed to care more for Lin Tian than for her own daughter.
Zhou Xinlan didn't say anything else and started to prepare breakfast.
After breakfast, Huang Yingying left the house.
Zhou Xinlan then talked to Lin Tian about everything that had happened over the years and told him to rest well before she went off to do farm work.
Lin Tian hadn't forgotten about Zhao Xiufen, and, making sure no one noticed, he sneaked out to the village clinic.
"Ouch, it's killing me."
Just as Lin Tian reached the entrance to the village clinic, he heard Zhao Xiufen's voice, full of pain.
Lin Tian hurried inside and found Zhao Xiufen sitting on the ground, her face contorted in agony.
"Sister-in-law Xiufen, are you alright!"
Lin Tian, deeply distressed, hurried over and helped her up.
"It's you, Xiao Tian. I'm fine, just fell while cleaning."
Zhao Xiufen, seeing Lin Tian, managed a smile.
"Sister, you say you're fine, but you're bleeding!"
Lin Tian stared at Zhao Xiufen's buttocks, which had been scraped by a stone, gushing blood continually.
"It's just a scrape; it's nothing."
Zhao Xiufen looked down and shook her head.
"What do you mean it's nothing? Sister, your skin is so fair. What if it scars? It just so happens there's medicine here in the clinic, lie down, I'll apply some for you."
Lin Tian had already considered Zhao Xiufen as his woman and naturally wanted to take good care of her, commanding in an undeniable tone.
"Ah, you're applying the medicine?"
Zhao Xiufen's face turned red instantly, just thinking about Lin Tian's hands massaging over it made her whole body soften.