"Go ahead, Auntie Su. I'll wait for you here," Li Yun said to Su Yuya, who was still in high spirits, while he was exhausted and panting.
Since mastering the second level of the "Fist Scripture," this was the first time he had felt "physically drained."
"Hehe! Seeing that you found a job today and were so obedient, I won't push you," Su Yuya smiled sweetly. "Alright, wait here nicely..."
Li Yun listlessly slumped beside a bronze statue on the commercial street, watching the endless stream of people. He didn't even have the energy to ogle the scantily clad women passing by. He leaned his head back against the statue, slightly stretched his numb legs, and felt something trip his foot.
A sharp, girlish scream rang out, and a burst of fragrance wafted toward him.
"Uh-oh!"
Without time to think, Li Yun quickly straightened up and reached out with his right hand, barely catching the person who was about to fall. The moment he made contact, he felt a smooth, warm, and soft touch, with a very elastic sensation in his palm.
Instinctively, Li Yun squeezed a little harder along the pleasant feeling, "Ah!"
A cry of mixed embarrassment and anger rang out.
Li Yun then saw that he was holding a long-haired woman in a white blouse. Realizing what the soft, firm object was, he let go as if he had been electrocuted. The woman screamed as she fell toward the ground.
"Oops!"
Li Yun knew he had made a serious mistake. He quickly reached out again and caught the woman around her waist just before she hit the ground.
His fingers accidentally slipped between the disheveled buttons of her blouse, and once again, he felt the soft, fragrant warmth. This time, he distinctly felt a small, protruding point roll across his palm.
"You pervert!"
Xu Qing, caught off guard by the audacity of this damned wolf taking advantage of the situation, was furious and slapped Li Yun's face.
Li Yun easily dodged, but Xu Qing was not so lucky and ended up sitting awkwardly on the ground.
"Red, sexy, transparent panties!"
Li Yun's eyes followed the glimpse of Xu Qing's exposed thighs as she sat on the ground, taking in the tantalizing view.
Feeling Li Yun's fiery gaze, Xu Qing's face turned cold, and she gritted her teeth, struggling to stand up.
"Yun, what are you doing?"
Su Yuya walked over, scolding him with a glare, then turned to look at Xu Qing, who looked quite flustered. She twisted Li Yun's waist hard.
Li Yun complained, "Auntie Su, I didn't mean to..."
"Stay put and apologize to her. You bumped into her," Su Yuya turned to Xu Qing with an apologetic look and gently said, "I'm sorry, Miss. My Yun is a bit thoughtless. If he's done anything wrong, I'll make it up to you..."
Xu Qing was in her early thirties, around the same age as Su Yuya, but she called her "sister" and kept referring to "my Yun."
However, Xu Qing was indeed very charming. She had the mature allure of a woman in her prime. Her hair, as soft as black satin, cascaded over her shoulders. She had a distinct oval face, lively and expressive eyes that sparkled with charm, and plump, moist red lips that exuded allure.
Her graceful neck, alluring collarbones, and round, smooth shoulders were followed by a pair of high, firm breasts that were slightly exposed, revealing a hint of white skin.
The deep cleavage showcased her mature and seductive charm. Her fair skin was like a piece of translucent, pure white jade. Her willow-like waist was soft and supple, and her legs were as smooth and white as ivory, long and delicate.
Her slender fingers were as soft as willow branches, and her graceful movements revealed her charm at every turn.
Su Yuya gently helped Xu Qing, who was sitting awkwardly on the ground, to her feet. She caressed her snow-white calves and smiled, "It's all my Yun's fault. I'm sorry, Miss... Would you like me to take you to the hospital?"
Xu Qing cooperated with Su Yuya's help, glared at Li Yun, and told Su Yuya that she was fine and didn't need to go to the hospital. Her voice was as melodious as pearls rolling in a jade bowl, making her seem even more pitiable.
Su Yuya walked slowly with Xu Qing, and Li Yun followed behind. The two heavenly beauties in front had their plump, shapely derrieres swaying left and right with their slender waists. Li Yun dared not look at Su Yuya and could only focus on Xu Qing.
Li Yun watched as Xu Qing's ample chest jiggled with each step, and his desire surged. His gaze dropped to her plump derrière, causing a painful erection.
When he got home, Li Yun found the lights on and the TV playing, but Xia Weiwei had already fallen asleep on the sofa.
The sound of the door opening woke Xia Weiwei, who was sleeping on the sofa. She sat up and said, "Yun, you're back. Have you eaten anything..."
Seeing Xia Weiwei's red eyes and dark circles, Li Yun was touched again, just like the last time when her hand was scalded because of him.
Li Yun looked at the abundant meal on the table and knew she must have been waiting for him to come back and celebrate his new job.
What a silly girl, waiting for so long without even calling him.
Moved by her affection, Li Yun stepped forward, took her hands, and said apologetically, "Weiwei, I'm sorry I came back late and made you worry..."
Seeing Li Yun return, Xia Weiwei felt relieved. She was about to reheat the food, but Li Yun insisted on pulling her back, leading her to her room and gently pushing her onto the bed...
What happened next?
Li Yun covered her with a blanket, sat by the bed, and gently caressed Xia Weiwei's face, whispering, "Weiwei, get some sleep. Dark circles aren't pretty, and not sleeping is bad for your health. You don't want to age early, do you?"
"Really? I'm already older than you! Did you just realize that? Or are you trying to make me fat by making me eat and sleep?" Xia Weiwei, though tired herself, still playfully bantered with Li Yun in a low voice.
"No way, my Weiwei will always be as beautiful as a fairy."
"One minute you say I'm old and ugly, the next you say I'm like a fairy. How did you get so smooth-talking all of a sudden?"
"It's all thanks to you, my teacher!"
"Come on, who taught you this? Don't be so slick."
"Yes, yes, yes! Let's not talk about it. Sleep now! Get a good night's sleep, and you'll be refreshed. I want to see you looking beautiful."
With that, Li Yun habitually took Xia Weiwei's left hand and kissed the back of it, then stood up to leave.
Xia Weiwei watched Li Yun leave the room and listened to his receding footsteps. She slowly lay down, recalling her conversation with Li Yun.
Unconsciously, she touched her cheek, feeling the spot where Li Yun had touched her, and drifted off to sleep.