Zeng Hu can't run away anyway, he'll come back to check later, he needs to send his sister-in-law back first.
Not wanting to go straight home, Zhang Fan decided to take Li Chunyan back to where she was staying in Baijia Village.
Zeng Hu's choice to conduct the transaction here indicates that his sister-in-law lives nearby.
He carried Li Chunyan in his arms like a princess and found her after searching two different places.
Zhang Tiegen's snoring was so loud that it was very distinctive.
Zhang Fan carried Li Chunyan to the room next to Zhang Tiegen's.
The rooms are on the first floor, but in rural areas, the owners usually sleep on the second floor, while the first floor is used as guest rooms.
As soon as I entered the room, I smelled a faint fragrance.
Zhang Fan's nose twitched, and he could smell the residual sleeping drug in the air, which was why no one noticed the commotion of putting the person in a sack and taking them away.
There was a large bed in the room, and Aunt Pang was fast asleep on it, with a quilt next to her.
Zhang Fan took Li Chunyan's pulse and found that apart from being temporarily asleep, she was in good health and just needed to rest more.
He also took Aunt Pang's pulse and found she had the same symptoms.
There were signs that someone had slept in the quilt. There is a local custom that couples cannot sleep in the same bed when staying at a relative's house; they must sleep separately. Therefore, Zhang Fan judged that the quilt belonged to Li Chunyan.
Zhang Fan walked over and had just put Li Chunyan back on the bed when Li Chunyan suddenly opened her eyes.
His dark eyes shone brightly as he stared intently at Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan's body stiffened, and he dared not make any movement.
Li Chunyan's misty eyes looked confused, and her head tilted slightly, as if her mind was full of questions.
Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile slightly as he realized that his usually reserved sister-in-law had such an adorable side.
"Zhang...Fan." Li Chunyan's eyes crinkled into a smile as she reached out and touched Zhang Fan's lips. "You look so beautiful when you smile!"
"How about we have a baby?" she said, wrapping her arms around Zhang Fan's neck, her crimson lips parting slightly, her breath sweet as orchids.
Zhang Fan's eyes widened. There were other people around; this wasn't appropriate.
Li Chunyan didn't notice Zhang Fan's hesitation. She gently raised her head and kissed Zhang Fan.
Her lips were soft and warm, and her tongue, as nimble as a snake, slipped into his mouth, their lips and teeth touching.
Their faces were very close; he could clearly see the fine down on her face, smell the rich fragrance of orchids, and his breath became hot.
At first, she took the lead, but then Zhang Fan took the initiative and explored more deeply.
Li Chunyan's face flushed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose. Her hands, which were wrapped around his neck, unconsciously moved down to hug Zhang Fan's waist, tightening their grip as if she wanted to embed him into her own body.
Zhang Fan's inner desires were aroused, and he began to flaunt them with arrogance.
Li Chunyan's hand slowly moved downwards, the stick causing her eyelashes to tremble slightly.
Zhang Fan subconsciously bent over, and their lips, which had touched, briefly parted.
Li Chunyan opened her mouth wide and gasped for breath, seemingly on the verge of suffocation.
The confusion in his eyes gradually cleared, but something felt off.
This dream felt so real.
However, since it's a dream, you can do whatever you want.
She hooked her arm around Zhang Fan's neck again and pulled him closer.
A pair of hands began to wander, touching Zhang Fan's abs through his clothes.
Seemingly not quite satisfied, she smiled and said, "Zhang Fan, take off your clothes."
As she spoke, she pulled her clothes up, revealing clearly defined, tanned eight-pack abs in the moonlight. They felt firm and powerful to the touch.
Li Chunyan pressed her face against it, her eyes filled with spring water, and gently rubbed her abs with one hand.
Then, she looked up with a mischievous grin on her face.
Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong.
Sure enough, Li Chunyan hooked one finger around his waistband and pulled it down.
At this critical moment, Zhang Fan quickly grabbed Li Chunyan's hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Sister-in-law, calm down."
Li Chunyan is traditional at heart. If she were to regain her senses halfway through and realize that she had revealed this state in front of others, she would definitely not be able to get over it.
As luck would have it, just then, the plump aunt on the bed suddenly talked in her sleep and turned over.
She seemed to be sleeping restlessly; her eyelashes fluttered slightly as she slowly opened her eyes.
Zhang Fan was blocked from view, and she could only see Li Chunyan. She asked curiously, "Chunyan, can't you sleep?"
Li Chunyan turned to look at Aunt Pang and felt something was off again. This dream was too real. Could it be that this wasn't a dream?
She stared wide-eyed in alarm and quickly looked at Zhang Fan.
The room was empty; there was no sign of Zhang Fan.
It seemed she really was dreaming. She ignored Aunt Pang, closed her eyes, and went to sleep, wanting to prolong the dream.
Aunt Pang also closed her eyes.
Zhang Fan, who was crouching in the corner, breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, he was fast enough.
He took two deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the heat surging within him.
I wonder how Zeng Hu is doing now.
Zhang Fan ran over quickly.
Zeng Hu curled up like a shrimp on the ground, his clothes soaked with cold sweat, his fingertips dripping with blood, and the holes he had dug into the ground with his fingers.
Upon closer inspection, Zeng Hu's eyes were half-open, bloodshot and unfocused, his eyeballs almost popping out, and his face was covered with red spots, making him look ferocious and twisted.
This clearly shows that he suffered immense torment.
However, he wasn't completely dead yet; he still had a breath left.
Zhang Fan half-squatted down and placed his hand on Zeng Hu's wrist.
Zeng Hu's meridians were broken, and his internal organs were all rotten. Even if a great immortal came, he couldn't be saved.
Sensing the commotion, Zeng Hu strained his eyes, trying to call for help.
When he turned his eyes upward and saw Zhang Fan's face, his hopeful eyes suddenly trembled, the light in them vanished, and he felt utterly hopeless, filled with endless fear and regret.
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