The Other World: The Happy Life of the Yellow-Haired Tutor

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"Auntie, it's not the first time, don't be nervous." Chen Bin chuckled and gently tapped on her door. Zheng Yiyun trembled, embarrassed and annoyed, and said, "What are you doing?"

"Of course you should knock before entering the house; it's basic courtesy," Chen Bin said playfully, slowly leaning forward. The moment the sword of the kidney warrior touched the door, Zheng Yiyun couldn't help but let out a soft moan, and a few drops of warm fluid flowed out.

“Auntie, could you say that again?” Chen Bin asked softly, looking at Zheng Yiyun’s flushed face. “What did I say?” Zheng Yiyun gritted her teeth, her heart trembling violently.

"You know, it's that line from the lyrics." Chen Bin pressed down on Zheng Yiyun's door, feeling a smooth, soft touch. Zheng Yiyun's delicate body trembled involuntarily, her lips parted slightly, and she said haltingly, "Welcome...welcome to my flower room." These simple words possessed immense magic, completely igniting Chen Bin's passion, and he moved forward slowly but resolutely. In this magnificent sea of ​​flowers, Chen Bin, after many days, once again entered Zheng Yiyun's flower room.

Chapter 152 The Battle with Zheng Yiyun

Sensing Chen Bin entering her greenhouse, Zheng Yiyun abruptly raised her hand, gripping the armrest of the wicker chair tightly. The force was so great that her fingertips turned slightly white.

But Zheng Yiyun seemed oblivious, gazing intently at the azure sky, a hint of melancholy appearing in her dark eyes. Memories of the past flooded her mind, filling her with a complex mix of emotions.

Zheng Yiyun never imagined that she would actually be with Chen Bin, and that it would be entirely of her own free will and initiative. This left her with a surreal feeling.

However, Chen Bin's shock quickly brought Zheng Yiyun back to reality, and she saw Chen Bin's face right in front of her.

As he moved forward, Zheng Yiyun's heart was filled, and a feeling of fulfillment and passion spread wildly within her.

Zheng Yiyun's long, straight, beautiful legs involuntarily closed, her teeth clenched, yet she still managed to let out a soft, melodious moan. "Auntie, after we were together that noon, did you ever think I would come back to this old place?"

Looking at Zheng Yiyun's flushed face, Chen Bin's lips curled into a smile as he rubbed his lips against her fair, jade-like skin. "Of course I didn't think about that," Zheng Yiyun said, squinting at Chen Bin. "I was thinking of keeping my distance from you in the future." "And now, what are you thinking?" Chen Bin chuckled, slowly but firmly penetrating the depths of Zheng Yiyun's heart. Warm, smooth, tight, moist.

A surge of wonderful feelings welled up in Chen Bin's heart, causing him to let out a satisfied sigh. Entering Zheng Yiyun's heart again, everything felt so familiar, truly like returning to an old haunt. As Chen Bin deepened his penetration, Zheng Yiyun's breathing became rapid, releasing waves of intoxicating fragrance.

Her dreamy eyes gazed at Chen Bin, her rosy lips slightly parted: "Right now, of course, I want to be with you forever." Hearing this, a strange light flashed in Chen Bin's eyes; he hadn't expected Zheng Yiyun to say such straightforward words of love.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Noticing Chen Bin's gaze, Zheng Yiyun blushed, looking quite charming. "Auntie, you seem a bit different today. Is it because of what happened in the stream?" Chen Bin muttered, while sticking out his tongue and stroking Zheng Yiyun's cheek.

"Isn't this one thing enough? You have so many women around you, don't you understand that women are emotional creatures? Many times, just a small, insignificant thing is enough to capture their hearts and make them let go of everything." Zheng Yiyun stretched out her jade-like arm to hug Chen Bin and whispered.

"That sounds reasonable, but I think there's another very important reason why you accepted me so easily." Chen Bin's left arm was around Zheng Yiyun's fair shoulder, and his right hand was on her full, round chest as he spoke slowly and softly. At the same time, he moved in and out of her flower room, trying to pluck the stamens.

"What's the reason?" Zheng Yiyun's face was as red as a peach blossom, her red lips parted slightly, and her voice trembled uncontrollably.

As Chen Bin moved, she felt waves of pleasure surge through her, her delicate body swaying gently involuntarily. Her towering breasts swayed accordingly, their astonishing size and softness palpable even through her clothes. Seeing these alluring waves, Chen Bin slowly clenched his fist, the warm, smooth sensation spreading through his palm. The rounded mounds were deformed by his grasp, appearing even more captivating, deeply tugging at Chen Bin's heartstrings. He played with these full, round mounds, whispering, "Another reason is that we spent that noon together." "What kind of reason is that?" Zheng Yiyun frowned slightly, panting heavily, an uncontrollable moan escaping her throat. Her jade-like face revealed an expression that was both pleasurable and painful.

“Of course it counts. Auntie, haven’t you heard the saying that the shortest path to a woman’s heart is… here!” As Chen Bin finished speaking, he took out one hand and gently pressed it on Zheng Yiyun’s private parts.

Zheng Yiyun's beautiful legs tensed instantly, her supple waist arched involuntarily, and she murmured, "I...of course I've heard of it."

"Then you should understand in your heart that if it weren't for what happened that noon, you wouldn't have become so close to me so easily later," Chen Bin said with a light laugh.

"According to your logic, I should thank Anuo?" Zheng Yiyun looked up and glared at Chen Bin.

However, against the backdrop of her dazed expression, her gesture carried a unique, coquettish charm that was quite alluring. "Theoretically speaking, that's how it is," Chen Bin muttered, raising his hand to gently trace a line across Zheng Yiyun's chest.

A slit was cut in the pale pink dress, revealing a violet lace bra underneath, and two snow-white breasts. Against the backdrop of the purple lace, the breasts appeared even fuller and more proud, seemingly larger than ever before. This perfectly illustrates the saying: breasts are like water in a sponge; if you're willing to squeeze, there's always some left.

And someone of Zheng Yiyun's already astonishing size, if squeezed in even slightly, would create a strong visual impact. At least Chen Bin was stunned for a moment.

Zheng Yiyun was equally shocked, then nearly annoyed: "Why did you cut my dress? It's very expensive!" "I'll just buy you another one later," Chen Bin said, reaching out and tearing the rip in the dress even wider. Now, the two full mounds encased in purple lace were fully revealed to Chen Bin's eyes.

Her smooth, snow-white skin made Chen Bin's eyes burn with desire, and he reached out his hand without hesitation.

Zheng Yiyun shuddered as she saw the full, snow-white mound in her chest being grasped, her five fingers sinking deep into it. "Auntie, do you often eat papaya?" Chen Bin asked, looking at the rounded mound that he couldn't even hold in one hand. Only after actually holding it could he truly appreciate how majestic these two sacred peaks were.

"Of course not, I don't like papaya at all!" Zheng Yiyun understood what Chen Bin meant and glared at him with embarrassment and annoyance.

“That’s a real shame, I love papaya the most.” Chen Bin said, carefully pulling down the purple lace. “Why not just untie it?” Zheng Yiyun asked instinctively, watching Chen Bin’s actions.

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that what she had said was too intimate, and a faint blush immediately rose on her fair cheeks.

“You don’t understand, with this underwear supporting it from below, it looks even more stunning.” Chen Bin said, leaning forward. Zheng Yiyun was about to reply when she felt a heavy pressure on her breasts and involuntarily let out a muffled groan. Chen Bin, with a look of pleasure on his face, lowered his head and buried his face in Zheng Yiyun’s chest, burying his face between her two snow-white, round mounds. The intoxicating scent of milk wafted from all directions, swirling around Chen Bin’s nose, making him unable to resist opening his mouth. Zheng Yiyun immediately felt her chest being bitten, a faint pain and heat spreading through her.

Chen Bin placed his hands under Zheng Yiyun's armpits, his fingertips rubbing her two rounded mounds together as he slowly kissed the cleavage. With each kiss, Zheng Yiyun's chest became moist, and bright red hickeys appeared on her fair skin. Zheng Yiyun felt the pain in her chest intensify, yet within this pain was a strange pleasure. This made her involuntarily raise her head, pressing her hands against Chen Bin's head, drawing him closer to her heart. Under Zheng Yiyun's touch, Chen Bin's face was pressed into the deep cleavage, feeling the softness and smoothness enveloping him. But at the same time, Chen Bin felt his nose being blocked by soft, white flesh, a strong sense of suffocation and dizziness. "Being killed by a weapon is actually real."

Chen Bin murmured to himself, a strange sense of surprise washing over him, like discovering a hidden achievement in a game. But he wasn't about to let himself be overwhelmed by emotion. He quickly lifted his head, pressing his hand against her rounded breasts, and looked at Zheng Yiyun. He found her face flushed, her eyes glazed, clearly deeply moved and lost in the blissful embrace of love. "Auntie, you look so alluring right now," Chen Bin said with a smile, moving his hand down to embrace Zheng Yiyun's slender waist.

"It's all your fault." Zheng Yiyun slumped weakly in the rattan chair, staring blankly at Chen Bin. Just as she was about to say something more, she saw him suddenly lean forward.

A powerful impact struck, and Zheng Yiyun abruptly raised her head, her two round breasts swaying in the air. The two crimson breasts flickered gracefully in the air, like the most vibrant and dazzling red plum blossoms.

As Chen Bin gazed at the surging, undulating scene, he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss a vibrant red plum blossom, his tongue gently tracing its path. Zheng Yiyun's nerves jolted, her beautiful eyes growing even more hazy, as if veiled by a thin layer of mist.

Then she felt the red plum blossom on her chest being gently bitten, a barely perceptible pain mixed with pleasure sweeping over her. Zheng Yiyun's hands clenched again, but her delicate body became weak, passively welcoming the fierce onslaught like a storm.

The rattan chair, unable to bear the weight, began to creak and groan.

A profound sense of joy and exhilaration filled Chen Bin and Zheng Yiyun's hearts. Neither spoke, yet their souls intertwined. Above the vibrant sea of ​​flowers, a heavy, resonant sound of collisions gradually echoed, interspersed with Zheng Yiyun's captivating laughter. Together, they created a beautiful symphony.

But just as the music was about to reach its climax, a discordant crackling sound suddenly rang out.

Zheng Yiyun cried out in surprise, feeling her body sink. One of the legs of the rattan chair groaned and then snapped with a crash. Caught off guard, Chen Bin ran forward and crashed onto Zheng Yiyun's smooth, delicate body.

Once again subjected to this heavy pressure, the dilapidated rattan chair groaned and collapsed to the ground. "Auntie, are you alright?" Chen Bin straightened up and looked at the somewhat frightened Zheng Yiyun.

"It's alright, stand up first." Zheng Yiyun supported Chen Bin's shoulder, slowly calming the flutter in her heart. "Okay." Chen Bin put his arm around Zheng Yiyun's slender waist and carefully lifted her from the wicker chair.

After they regained their footing, the two of them turned around at the same time and saw that the two legs of the rattan chair were completely broken.

"It's all your fault! Why did you hit so hard?" Zheng Yiyun's pretty face flushed slightly as she looked down at Chen Bin, feeling a little ashamed.

She hadn't expected that her fight with Chen Bin would cause the rattan chair to collapse. Was it because the rattan chair was of poor quality, or because the fight was too intense?

"But weren't you feeling pretty good just now? Now you're complaining." Chen Bin muttered, looking up at Zheng Yiyun. "Where was I feeling good? Why are you being so direct?"

Zheng Yiyun gave Chen Bin a coquettish look, only to find Chen Bin staring straight at her.

Under Chen Bin's gaze, Zheng Yiyun's jade-like face was covered in fragrant sweat, and her snow-white skin had a faint blush, making her very attractive.

Following the beautiful face downwards, her towering breasts suddenly came into view, already covered with bright red nipples, possessing a bewitching beauty.

Beneath her full breasts, Zheng Yiyun's flat stomach was glistening with sweat, rising and falling with her breath, giving her a unique kind of sexiness.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Seeing Chen Bin staring blankly into space, Zheng Yiyun patted his shoulder in embarrassment and annoyance.

"Look at my spoils!" Chen Bin held Zheng Yiyun's supple waist and whispered, "Shall we continue?" "That's all you know!" Zheng Yiyun breathed heavily, her hazy eyes lowered. "Go...go back inside."

"No need, there's still a table here," Chen Bin said with a smile, pointing to the bluestone table beside him. (Author's Note)

Daydream

Something came up at home, so only one chapter today.

Chapter 153 The Battle on the Bluestone Table

"A table? On the table?" Upon hearing Chen Bin's words, Zheng Yiyun subconsciously looked at the bluestone table next to her.

This table is decades old, its surface bearing the marks of time, giving it a rustic and weathered look. When Zheng Yiyun was little, she loved to play on this table.

But she never imagined that decades later, she would be lying on this very table, engaging in a different kind of play. "Yeah, this is a stone table. It's so sturdy, you can't possibly break it again, can you?" Chen Bin said with a light laugh. He then placed his clothes on the right side of the table as a blanket so that Zheng Yiyun wouldn't feel too uncomfortable.

Seeing how thoughtful he was, Zheng Yiyun's eyes softened, but she said angrily, "You still dare to talk back! It's all your fault that the rattan chair collapsed, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Alright, alright, it's all my fault." Chen Bin shrugged, his hand moving up Zheng Yiyun's slender waist and pressing against her smooth back.

Zheng Yiyun gasped softly, feeling a gentle force surge from behind, pushing her to lie face down on the stone table. Two pairs of slender, white hands pressed against the surface, her two full, round breasts dangling in the air like papayas. Seeing those slightly swaying breasts, Chen Bin's eyes instantly burned with desire, and he embraced Zheng Yiyun from behind. His hands expertly reached out and pressed against Zheng Yiyun's mouth, his fingertips sinking into her skin, feeling its smooth, soft texture. At the same time, he stepped forward, his already drawn sword positioned precisely against Zheng Yiyun's door. "Why are you so skilled?" Zheng Yiyun turned around, looking at Chen Bin with annoyance.

Because this is our usual spot. Chen Bin walked up to Zheng Yiyun and pressed his cheek against her smooth, jade-like neck. He took a deep breath and could smell the intoxicating fragrance unique to young women, which made Chen Bin's desire burn even more intensely.

"Can't you say it differently? Why do you keep calling it the same old place?" Zheng Yiyun whispered breathlessly as she parted her red lips.

Feeling Chen Bin's hot breath on her neck and chin, a faint blush rose to her fair cheeks. "Then tell me, what should we call her?" Looking at Zheng Yiyun's flushed face, Chen Bin's breathing instantly became heavy. He had once heard someone say that the sexiest moment in the world is when your beloved is lying on the bed, blushing and turning her head.

At the time, Chen Bin didn't understand, but now, looking at Zheng Yiyun's stunningly beautiful face full of spring passion, he finally understood how sexy and alluring the scene was, and the flame in his heart suddenly surged and burned.

Looking into Chen Bin's burning gaze, Zheng Yiyun's heart trembled involuntarily, and her fair skin and eyes instantly became incredibly hot. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Chen Bin's hands move down and press against her full, plump breasts, then he suddenly leaned forward. Zheng Yiyun's gentle heart was instantly captivated, her body softening, and her fair arms limply pressed against the stone table. Her two round mounds sagged, the two red tips gently rubbing against the cool stone table, creating an unusual sensation.

Stimulated by this, Zheng Yiyun trembled, her rosy lips parted slightly, and she let out suppressed moans. In the midst of this beautiful song, Chen Bin felt himself drawn into a moist vortex, his heart filled with pleasure.

Waves of pleasure surged through him, rushing up his lower back and into his mind, making Chen Bin feel completely relaxed, and his hands involuntarily clenched. Zheng Yiyun let out a muffled groan, feeling her soft peach being grabbed by a devil's claw, bringing a sharp pain.

Chen Bin felt the smooth, tender flesh inside Zheng Yiyun's breasts and couldn't resist gently stroking them, slightly parting the peach-like petals. This small action struck Zheng Yiyun like a thunderbolt, making her feel as if her flower garden was completely exposed to Chen Bin, with nowhere to hide. This feeling was like all her secrets being laid bare, filling Zheng Yiyun with intense shame and unease. Meanwhile, Chen Bin was filled with excitement and pleasure.

He lowered his head slightly, staring intently at the lush greenhouse before him, his eyes burning with a intensity that seemed to set Zheng Yiyun ablaze. "Don't be like that!" Noticing Chen Bin's gaze, Zheng Yiyun was filled with embarrassment and anger, her pretty face flushing red.

Her snow-white calves bent, kicking her sandals aside to reveal her delicate, exquisite feet, which gently pressed against Chen Bin's knees. Her previously soft, supple body suddenly surged with strength, causing all her muscles to tense, and her long, slender legs closed together. But she forgot that Chen Bin was still in her flower room.

Therefore, when her beautiful legs closed, Chen Bin immediately felt an extreme tightness and gasped for breath. A surge of intense pleasure rushed into his mind, almost causing him to lose his composure.

Fortunately, Chen Bin managed to regain his composure and didn't explode on the spot. He simply stared in amazement at Zheng Yiyun's pretty face. Zheng Yiyun realized what she had done, and her face flushed even more, more beautiful than a garden full of flowers. Her full chest heaved violently with each breath, creating a surge of white, turbulent waves.

Seeing this alluring scene, Chen Bin took a deep breath, steadied himself, and launched a sudden attack without hesitation. In the powerful impact, Zheng Yiyun's delicate body swayed, her full breasts suddenly flying upwards. Her dark, beautiful breasts became hazy and watery, her rosy lips parted slightly, unconsciously emitting a soft moan. This sound was like a bugle call on the battlefield, urging Chen Bin to charge forward, a fierce offensive sweeping in instantly. A relentless barrage of attacks pounded into Zheng Yiyun's tender heart, causing her recently recovered strength to dissipate once more. Her delicate body became limp again, her exquisite profile resting weakly on her arm, her rosy lips panting heavily.

Because Zheng Yiyun bent her slender waist even lower this time, her two full breasts were pressed against the stone table. Even with Chen Bin's clothes in between, Zheng Yiyun could still feel the coolness of the stone table gradually seeping into her heart. But the flower room was full of heat, and these two completely different sensations made Zheng Yiyun's nerves pound wildly.

The gushing rainwater had already drained from the greenhouse, soaking the most delicate flowers and bringing Chen Bin even greater pleasure. His breathing grew heavier, and he leaned forward, pressing his chest and abdomen against Zheng Yiyun's smooth, jade-like back. At the same time, his hands roamed back and forth between her chest and lower abdomen.

Perhaps because of the heat, Zheng Yiyun's delicate body was covered in fragrant sweat, making her snow-white skin even smoother. Chen Bin gently stroked her with his fingers, feeling a smooth sensation, and his eyes filled with pleasure. He lowered his head and bit Zheng Yiyun's fragrant shoulder. At the same time, he placed one hand on Zheng Yiyun's chest, grasping a snow-white, full mound, his fingertips teasing a delicate red plum. His other hand, fingers forming a knife, slid up and down in the deep cleavage, experiencing the wonderful feeling of being enveloped by two round mounds. Zheng Yiyun looked down at the two devilish hands playing with her chest, her pretty face turning even redder, already somewhat confused and infatuated. In her trembling gaze, the palm that was stuck in the cleavage slowly slid down, gently stroking her flat, fleshless abdomen. His thumb skillfully pressed against her round navel, slowly rubbing and circling.

The other four fingers stretched out straight, pressing precisely against the entrance to the greenhouse, feeling that there wasn't a single weed on their tips. As Chen Bin pressed down, Zheng Yiyun clenched her teeth, a tearful moan escaping her lips. But this sound didn't evoke Chen Bin's sympathy; instead, it made him more ferocious, his pace suddenly accelerating. With a series of sharp impacts, Zheng Yiyun's peach-like breasts trembled violently, her snow-white skin quickly turning crimson. This intensified the feelings within her, her voice rising higher and becoming increasingly rapid. If Chen Bin were standing before Zheng Yiyun at this moment, he would see her noble and beautiful face filled with confusion. Her breasts, round and firm, began to sway violently with each impact, the white waves almost forming a blur. Zheng Yiyun knew of the strange sensation in her chest, but at this moment she was powerless to control it, only able to passively endure it.

Her rosy orange lips parted slightly with the impact, a glistening silver line of moisture hanging from them, incredibly alluring. Her once misty eyes had become vacant, her dark pupils rolling upwards like a broken toy. Although Chen Bin couldn't see Zheng Yiyun's expression at that moment, he could sense that the flower room was gradually turning into a fishpond.

A moist sensation filled his heart. Chen Bin supported Zheng Yiyun's slender waist and lowered his head. He could see pink butterflies fluttering as they collided, and glistening water droplets splashing everywhere.

The scene was visually striking, instantly escalating Chen Bin's emotions to a fever pitch. He pressed down on the peach and thrust forward. With a dull thud, Zheng Yiyun's head instinctively jerked upward, her body tensing instantly, and her eyes rolling back in her head.

Her supple, serpentine waist arched forward, her long, slender, white legs trembling like leaves. The rain poured down in a torrent.

Stimulated by the warm current, Chen Bin felt a sudden soreness in his lower back and couldn't help but lean forward again.

"No! Get out! Get out!" Realizing what Chen Bin was about to do, Zheng Yiyun instantly snapped out of her daze and shouted urgently.

But as soon as her voice rang out, she felt her heart filled with burning love.

Zheng Yiyun let out a sob, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably. Her soul seemed to lose consciousness at that moment, oblivious to everything else. Chen Bin's mind, also clouded by pleasure, swelled with desire. He held Zheng Yiyun tightly, breathing heavily. It wasn't until two minutes later that they both came to their senses.

"Why do we have to be inside? What if something happens to me?" Zheng Yiyun turned her head and muttered with a look of reproach. She was almost forty years old, and women of that age are very likely to encounter dangers when giving birth.

Moreover, given Zheng Yiyun's relationship with Chen Bin, she couldn't openly and honestly have sex with him, nor did she want to. Therefore, Zheng Yiyun had been trying her best to take safety precautions.

"Didn't you just tell me not to leave?" Chen Bin asked, somewhat reluctantly.

"Stop pretending! I clearly told you to get out!" Zheng Yiyun glared at Chen Bin, trying to stand up while leaning on the stone table. But her delicate body was too weak; her arms ached as soon as she tried to prop herself up, and she collapsed back down. "Auntie, why are you acting like a nobody?" Chen Bin chuckled.

"Isn't it your fault? I sit in the office all year round, and my physical condition is not good to begin with, yet you have no chivalry at all."

"What are you laughing at? Get out of here right now!" Zheng Yiyun turned to look at Chen Bin, her eyes filled with embarrassment and anger. "Fine, I'll listen to you," Chen Bin muttered, slowly backing away.

As he retreated, a strong sense of detachment surged within Zheng Yiyun, causing her to gasp uncontrollably. Her hazy eyes followed her peach-like figure forward, finally seeing the Kidney Warrior's Sword slowly come into view.

Chen Bin, meanwhile, gazed at Zheng Yiyun's beautiful legs, watching the thick, white milk flow down the half-open door. The scene was incredibly alluring, prompting Chen Bin to take out his phone and snap several photos from various angles. "Stop taking pictures! Go count the banknotes, I need to wipe them."

Hearing the shutter sound from the phone, Zheng Yiyun's pretty face flushed red, and she kicked Chen Bin's leg in annoyance. "No need for all that trouble, here, this will do." Chen Bin put down his phone and brought his finger to Zheng Yiyun's lips.

With a gentle rub of her index finger and thumb, a pale blue Immaculate Pill appeared before Zheng Yiyun's eyes. "What's this for?" Zheng Yiyun took the pill and examined it with some curiosity.

"It's called the Immaculate Pill. After taking it, it can purify all the impurities inside and outside the body. This, too, can be considered impurity," Chen Bin said with a light laugh, dipping his fingertip in a little milk.

Once Zheng Yiyun takes the Immaculate Pill, the milk in her body will be purified, so she won't have to worry about any issues. "There's such a thing? Is this pill precious?" Zheng Yiyun asked softly, popping the Immaculate Pill into her mouth. "Five hundred yuan a pill. With your financial resources, it shouldn't be too precious. You could eat it like candy." Chen Bin muttered, also taking an Immaculate Pill.

"Five hundred for one pill? So cheap? This kind of thing can be measured in cash?" Zheng Yiyun looked at Chen Bin with a strange expression. After taking the Immaculate Pill, she had already experienced its miraculous effects and thought that this pill must be a rare elixir.

“Sure, right now, all the extraordinary items I have can be valued in cash.” As soon as Chen Bin finished speaking, he picked Zheng Yiyun up in his arms.

Zheng Yiyun was startled, feeling a dizzying sensation in her vision. Involuntarily, she reached out and hooked her arms around Chen Bin's neck. Then she saw Chen Bin carry her to a nearby stalk of autumn leaves and carefully sit down on it.

The long-neglected swing suddenly bore the weight of two people, and the chains on both sides tightened instantly, emitting a painful groan. "What are you doing?" Hearing that familiar groan, Zheng Yiyun's face tensed up, and she could no longer care about the Immaculate Pill.

“Let’s continue,” Chen Bin said matter-of-factly. “Shall we go on the swing next?” “What did you say?” Zheng Yiyun exclaimed in surprise, embarrassed and annoyed. “On the swing?”

"You don't need to worry about it, I'll handle it." Chen Bin stretched out a hand and gently stroked the chain beside him, smiling as he said:

“When I first entered this garden, I had my eye on these autumn pine trees, and now I finally have the chance to give them a try.” “You really are a pervert.” Zheng Yiyun glared at Chen Bin, her face flushed, and whispered, “This is the last time!”

Chapter 154 is truly the last time!

"The last time? No way, Auntie, this is only the second time, how can it be the last time?" Hearing Zheng Yiyun's words, Chen Bin gently touched the blush on her chest and muttered.

"Can't you keep your hands to yourself?" Zheng Yiyun looked at her chest, her face flushed, and said, "Isn't twice enough?" "I thought it would be like that noon in Guan."

Chen Bin's hand traced the crimson of Zheng Yiyun's chest, grasping a full mound, and he said with some regret. The last time he was with Zheng Yiyun, they had fought seven times in a row.

“That was just an accident! And we’re almost at the middle of the month now. If we drag this out any longer, we should go back for dinner.” Zheng Yiyun said irritably, glancing at Chen Bin’s watch.