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Chapter 150 The Girl in the Flower Shop
Feeling the warm, soft body in his arms, Chen Bin understood that Zheng Yiyun was indeed terrified.
But thinking about it carefully, that soft-shelled turtle was indeed terrifying; it would crawl onto your body and burrow under your skin without you even realizing it. Not to mention Zheng Yiyun, even Chen Bin felt uneasy seeing that insect.
Therefore, he could understand Zheng Yiyun's fear very well, so he raised his hand and gently stroked her back to comfort her. Feeling Chen Bin's care, Zheng Yiyun's turbulent emotions gradually calmed down, and she closed her eyes and quietly nestled in Chen Bin's arms. Chen Bin looked at her pale face, and with a thought, he used the Temperature Control Master to slowly raise the surrounding temperature.
Zheng Yiyun felt a tremor in her heart as she felt warmth surging from all directions, gradually warming her cold body. She understood that this was the effect of Chen Bin's superpower, but she no longer wanted to think about it.
Under Ling Xiaobei's complex gaze, Zheng Yiyun's delicate body slowly relaxed, her snow-white hands gently roaming over Chen Bin's back. Her rosy lips curved slightly upward, and her full breasts rose and fell with her breath, gently rubbing against Chen Bin's broad chest.
If the previous embrace was out of fear, then this one was out of love and...deep affection. Even Ling Xiaobei, who had little experience in relationships, could see how much Zheng Yiyun enjoyed this embrace. At the same time, she was completely certain of Zheng Yiyun's relationship with Chen Bin, which left her with mixed feelings.
"Auntie, are you alright?" Noticing Ling Xiaobei's complicated expression, Chen Bin pursed his lips and asked softly. He was worried that if he continued to hug Zheng Yiyun, Ling Xiaobei would discover their relationship.
"It's alright." Hearing Chen Bin's words, Zheng Yiyun got up from his arms with some regret, looked up at Chen Bin, and said, "I want to go home. Can you take me home?"
"Huh?" Chen Bin was a little surprised to see Zheng Yiyun suddenly acting coquettishly, and his gaze inadvertently swept over Ling Xiaobei. But he saw that Xiaobei had already turned her head away, seemingly unwilling to see any of this.
Zheng Yiyun realized that her tone had been too ambiguous and intimate, and a faint blush rose to her face. After calming herself down, she continued, "Let's rest here for a while and then go home. Xiao Bei, what do you think?" "I'll listen to you," Ling Xiao Bei said, giving a soft shiver.
When she was catching fish, her delicate body also got soaked. She was so excited at the time that she didn't feel the cold.
Now that I've reached the shore, I feel the bone-chilling cold.
"Come and warm up." Seeing Ling Xiaobei shivering from the cold, Chen Bin reached out his hand.
"You can control the temperature directly, why do you insist on making me go over there?" Ling Xiaobei snorted and muttered. "What did you say?" Chen Bin didn't hear Ling Xiaobei's words clearly.
"It's nothing!" Ling Xiaobei felt a surge of grievance as she looked at Chen Bin and Zheng Yiyun standing together. But she still walked to Chen Bin's side and looked down at the grass at her feet.
"Are you cold?" Looking at Ling Xiaobei's fair legs covered in glistening water droplets, Chen Bin reached out and pressed his hand against her soft lower back.
A burning sensation washed over her, and Ling Xiaobei's body temperature rose rapidly. "I'm not cold at all," Ling Xiaobei said, wiping her eyes, a pang of sadness in her heart.
She truly couldn't understand why her mother was with Chen Bin; this was undoubtedly a huge blow to her. "Since you're not cold, let's go home." Noticing Ling Xiaobei's distress, Zheng Yiyun stepped forward and took her small hand. "Mom..." Ling Xiaobei's heart trembled, and she looked at Zheng Yiyun with a wronged expression.
“I know what you want to ask.” Zheng Yiyun sighed and turned to look at Chen Bin. “I’m going to chat with Xiao Bei for a while. Don’t eavesdrop while you’re following behind us.” “Ah… okay.” Chen Bin nodded and saw Zheng Yiyun and Ling Xiao Bei off.
From their expressions just now, Chen Bin vaguely guessed what they were going to talk about, which made him very nervous.
I quickly followed behind Zheng Yiyun and Ling Xiaobei, admiring their equally beautiful and charming profiles.
As they watched, Zheng Yiyun slowly recounted her story, while Ling Xiaobei's face flushed and paled intermittently, occasionally glancing back at him. By the time Zheng Yiyun finished, they were not far from home.
"Now you understand, right?" Zheng Yiyun looked at Ling Xiaobei's pretty face and whispered. "I understand," Ling Xiaobei replied, her face full of complicated emotions.
In the time that had just passed, Zheng Yiyun had recounted her relationship with Chen Bin and the reasons for her divorce. Ling Xiaobei hadn't expected things to be so complicated and was momentarily speechless.
"What are your thoughts now? If you're not willing, I..." Zheng Yiyun glanced at Chen Bin and whispered.
"No need! Just do what you think is best." Ling Xiaobei shook her head, interrupting Zheng Yiyun, and continued:
"I'm going home first. You take Chen Bin to see the new house." ● After saying this, Ling Xiaobei turned around and left quickly.
"Why did Xiao Bei go back alone?" Chen Bin looked at Ling Xiao Bei's back with some concern.
“Let her have some peace and quiet. Let’s go to another house,” Zheng Yiyun sighed. “Another house?” Chen Bin asked.
“Our family owns three houses. The one we saw yesterday was the old house, and there’s also a new one,” Zheng Yiyun explained. “Three houses? You really are a rich woman,” Chen Binyi said from afar.
"The houses here aren't worth much; the three houses combined are less than a hundred square meters," Zheng Yiyun said with a smile as she turned around.
They are now at a crossroads. If they continue straight ahead, they will reach the street where their old house is located. However, for their new house, they need to turn left.
"Come on, I'll take you to see the new house." Zheng Yiyun, straightening the curb, slowly walked forward.
Chen Bin stood beside her, looking at Zheng Yiyun's cold and beautiful face, and couldn't help but ask, "Why did you suddenly confront Xiao Bei?"
“She already guessed it; rather than hiding it, it's better to be honest. And…” Zheng Yiyun looked at Chen Bin, “I want Xiao Bei to gradually accept that we're together.”
"How could she possibly accept something so sudden..." Chen Bin hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly realized something. That is, Zheng Yiyun didn't seem to know about his relationship with Ling Xiaobei.
"Why are you stunned? I know this is sudden for Xiao Bei, but we can't keep it from her forever. It's better to tell her sooner rather than later, so we have a good reason for her to keep her distance from you," Zheng Yiyun teased with a smile.
She had recently realized that Ling Xiaobei and Chen Bin were getting too close, which is why she decisively exposed her relationship with Chen Bin. This way, Ling Xiaobei would definitely not accept Chen Bin anymore.
"You've really thought this through." Chen Binxun said graciously, looking at Zheng Yiyun's smile.
He had seen Zheng Yiyun and Ling Xiaobei talking for so long before, and he thought they had already talked everything out.
Chen Bin was prepared to enjoy the blessings of having two women, but he hadn't expected there to be a landmine. "Of course," Zheng Yiyun said smugly, raising her chin, then looking at Chen Bin with some regret.
"It's a pity you're still too young. If you were thirty-eight now, Xiao Bei would definitely accept us being together." "Probably," Chen Bin licked his lips, somewhat guiltily.
At the same time, he wondered to himself: what kind of expression would Zheng Yiyun have if she knew that he had been with Ling Xiaobei for a long time?
The thought had barely formed in his mind when he saw Zheng Yiyun stop in front of the new house and push open the vermilion iron gate. Before him lay a spacious courtyard.
"I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes. You can wander around the yard for a bit," Zheng Yiyun said casually, tossing her long hair. "Take a shower? How about we go together?" Chen Bin raised an eyebrow and teased.
"You wish!" Zheng Yiyun rolled her eyes at Chen Bin and strode towards the main room.
Chen Bin watched her graceful figure as he strolled leisurely around the courtyard, unexpectedly discovering a hidden iron gate. Curious, he pushed the gate open and found that behind it was another spacious courtyard.
The yard is ten meters long and ten meters wide, filled with colorful flowers, creating a magnificent sea of blossoms. In the center of this floral paradise stands a charming little wooden house.
To the left of the wooden house stood a bluestone table and a rattan chair, while to the right were two poplar trees with a worn-out swing perched on one of them. "A paradise on earth!" Chen Bin exclaimed in amazement, taking a step forward and inhaling the rich fragrance of flowers. He smacked his lips and hurried along the stone path through the sea of flowers until he reached the small wooden house.
Pushing open the wooden door, you can see a bed, a table, and a chair inside, all made of wood. A light blue wooden guitar lies on the bed, clearly belonging to a girl.
"Zheng Yiyun can actually play the guitar?" Chen Binyao picked up the guitar from afar, strummed the strings, and walked out of the wooden house. "Why did you take my guitar?" Zheng Yiyun's voice came from a distance.
Chen Bin looked up and saw that she had changed into a light pink floral dress and was standing on the other side of the sea of flowers. "You finished showering so quickly?" Chen Bin hung his guitar around his neck and slowly walked towards Zheng Yiyun.
"No, I was just about to take a shower when I noticed you were missing, so I came to look for you. What? You can play the guitar too?" Zheng Yiyun said with a light laugh when she saw Chen Bin strumming the strings.
“I learned it in music class at school before, how about I play a song for you?” Chen Bin tuned the strings, eager to try.
"Alright, let's see how good you are," Zheng Yiyun said with great interest. "But if you don't play well, don't laugh at me."
Chen Bin's fingers rhythmically strummed the strings as he walked past Zheng Yiyun with his guitar in hand, and he slowly began to sing:
"I walked past you alone, with nothing to say to you, I dared not look up at you... oh... face!" Hearing Chen Bin's soft and affectionate singing, Zheng Yiyun raised her eyebrows, a hint of surprise and astonishment in her eyes.
Then, a smile crept onto her lips, her eyes brimming with joy. Chen Bin's singing and playing had somewhat exceeded her expectations. Noticing Zheng Yiyun's surprise, Chen Bin smiled and pointed at her:
"You asked me where I was going? I pointed towards the sea, and your surprise seems to be directed at me. Oh, Yang!" Seeing Chen Bin pointing at her, Zheng Yiyun's smile deepened, and she gave him a thumbs up.
Having gained Zheng Yiyun's approval, Chen Bin was filled with joy. He raised his hand, looked around, and his voice gradually rose:
"You led me into your flower room! I couldn't escape the intoxicating fragrance of the flowers, and without realizing it, I forgot... oh... my direction!"
Seeing Chen Bin's increasingly improved condition, Zheng Yiyun unconsciously clapped her hands, joining in his melodious singing. The two looked at each other with smiles on their faces, gradually walking together as the song played.
Chen Bin sang softly as he moved closer to Zheng Yiyun, inhaling the faint fragrance of flowers that captivated him. Just as the song described, he couldn't escape the allure of the flowers' sweet scent.
Zheng Yiyun felt Chen Bin's breath on her, and her cheeks involuntarily flushed, but she didn't push him away. Chen Bin raised an eyebrow, noticing that Zheng Yiyun's eyes were already somewhat intoxicated, and her flushed face was exceptionally alluring.
Amidst the vibrant sea of flowers, she was more radiant than even the most beautiful blooms. Chen Bin's gaze intensified, and his voice rose in fervor:
"I'm going back to the old place, I'm going to walk the old road, I know I can't live without you anymore... girl!" After singing the last line, Chen Bin's fingers suddenly stopped, and he stared straight at Zheng Yiyun's red face.
"You sang quite well." Zheng Yiyun looked at Chen Bin, her eyes full of smiles. "Is there a reward?" Chen Bin took down his guitar, his gaze intense.
"What reward do you want?" Zheng Yiyun asked softly, her breath sweet as orchids.
"I want to go back to the old place." Chen Bin reached out and wrapped his arm around Zheng Yiyun's slender waist, pressing his hand directly against the entrance to her paradise. For Chen Bin, this was indeed the old place.
"You scoundrel! You can't use lyrics like that!" Zheng Yiyun scolded Chen Bin upon hearing his words.
But Jiaoqu nestled in his arms, her eyes filled with tenderness and affection: "Do you know why I didn't push you away?"
"Because I sing well?" Chen Bin chuckled, his hands expertly pressing down on the two mounds of peaches.
"Wrong answer." Zheng Yiyun shook her head, then hugged Chen Bin tightly: "I didn't push you away because what happened in the stream today made me realize that there is someone to rely on."
Actually, it's not bad.
"Then in that case, I should thank that one," Chen Bin said with a light laugh.
But before he could finish speaking, Zheng Yiyun covered his mouth and complained, "Don't mention such disgusting things at a time like this."
“Okay, I won’t mention it. Shouldn’t we get down to business now?” Chen Bin chuckled, kneading the peach. “What business do you want to get down to?” Zheng Yiyun asked coquettishly, feeling the heat on the peach.
“Didn’t I say before? I want to go back to the old place!” Chen Bin pressed his Kidney Warrior Sword against Taoyuan. “Do you have to say it like that? Can’t you say it in a nicer way?” Zheng Yiyun looked at Chen Bin with annoyance.
“You know I’m a rough guy, I don’t have that many fancy tricks. Why don’t you show me a more literary way of saying it?” Chen Bin whispered, nuzzling Zheng Yiyun’s cheek.
“It’s all in the lyrics, what can’t you do?” Zheng Yiyun took a deep breath, looked at Chen Bin, and said with a blush, “Do you want to come to my flower room?”
Author's words
Daydream
This chapter has over 3900 words, but the price is based on 3800 words. The extra words will be counted as lyrics appearing in this chapter.
From now on, any plot involving lyrics will be handled this way; we won't use lyrics to pad the word count.
Chapter 151 Entering Her Flower Room
"Auntie, what did you say? Could you say it again?" Chen Bin chuckled as he heard Zheng Yiyun's whisper.
“I said,” Zheng Yiyun glared at Chen Bin, then said coquettishly, “Do you want to come to my flower room?” “Since you’ve put it that way, of course I do.”
Chen Bin gently licked Zheng Yiyun's cheek and slowly moved to her rosy lips.
Zheng Yiyun trembled slightly as she felt Chen Bin's warm breath on her face, and unconsciously let out a soft moan.
Her long, slender, fair arms wrapped around Chen Bin's neck like white snakes, her dark eyes filled with tender affection. Under her unwavering gaze, Chen Bin tightened his hold on her waist and kissed her lips.
Zheng Yiyun let out a soft moan, her long eyelashes trembling, her breathing becoming slightly rapid, and her cheeks flushing. Chen Bin clenched his fist, his fingertips sinking into the plump peach, while he savored Zheng Yiyun's lips. Perhaps because of the surrounding flowers, Zheng Yiyun's lips were imbued with a floral fragrance and seemed even softer than before. Chen Bin enjoyed these delicious lips, his hand leisurely playing with the peach, his heart filled with pleasure. Zheng Yiyun, however, wriggled restlessly, feeling a long sword pressed against her navel.
She understood what it was, her pretty face flushed even more, and her sexy, slender, snow-white legs became somewhat weak and powerless. Her two round, full breasts pressed softly against Chen Bin's chest.
Zheng Yiyun's constantly writhing body brought Chen Bin a faint pleasure, making him feel as if he were holding a warm, soft jade in his arms. His breathing gradually became heavy, and he tentatively extended his erect penis, invading Zheng Yiyun's mouth and touching her pearly white teeth. Feeling Chen Bin's invasion of her mouth, Zheng Yiyun instinctively clenched her teeth.
Seeing this, Chen Bin raised his hand and gently patted a bunch of peaches, his palm filled with trembling, snow-white waves.
This unconsciously brought back memories of everything in the stream for Zheng Yiyun, and she could almost still feel the pain on the peach. However, compared to the panic she felt then, the pain now brought only warmth, heat, and a strange pleasure. Zheng Yiyun's eyelashes trembled even more violently, her rosy lips parted slightly, and the jade gate formed by her pearly teeth crumbled on its own.
Noticing Zheng Yiyun's change, Chen Bin's tongue slipped inside, approaching her smooth, delicate tongue. The moment their tips touched, both Chen Bin and Zheng Yiyun felt a tremor in their hearts.
Zheng Yiyun's body became even more limp, and a faint spring passion emanated from her eyes, silently stirring her heartstrings.
Chen Bin felt a fire ignite within him instantly, his tongue darting wildly, intertwining with the delicate clove tongue. The warm, smooth touch intoxicated him, and the sweet, delicious saliva made him linger.
Chen Bin's tongue swirled wildly in Zheng Yiyun's mouth, while simultaneously pulling up her floral dress. Her plump, soft flesh was gradually exposed to the golden sunlight, sending waves of warmth through Zheng Yiyun.
She realized what Chen Bin was about to do, and her long, slender, fair legs instinctively closed, her plump, peach-like breasts becoming somewhat taut.
Amidst her nervous anticipation, Chen Bin slowly raised his hand and placed it on the peach, his fingertips gently stroking it. Zheng Yiyun felt a jolt run through her body, her nerves pounding involuntarily, and a strange ripple of emotion stirred within her.
"Auntie, you seem a little nervous." Chen Bin looked up at Chen Bin, his fingers gently playing with the peach. He could clearly feel that the peach was firmer and more elastic than before.
“Your fingers are so light, like feathers, of course I feel uncomfortable,” Zheng Yiyun said breathlessly. “You mean… I should be stronger?”
Chen Bin raised an eyebrow, increasing the pressure on his hand, his fingertips gradually sinking into the soft, white flesh, deforming the peach-like shape. Zheng Yi let out a soft cry, suddenly raising her head, her round chest appearing even larger, almost touching Chen Bin's face.
Before he could even properly appreciate the surging waves before him, Zheng Yiyun's delicate body went limp again, collapsing weakly against his chest, her noble figure...
Her pretty face was full of confusion.
Seeing Zheng Yiyun's emotional expression, Chen Bin took a deep breath, picked her up by the waist, and strode forward on the stone path.
Zheng Yiyun turned her head, watching the vibrant flowers rush past her, her heart pounding. She realized that at the end of this green path was her flower room, a flower room in another sense. So she turned her head to look at the exquisite little wooden house, silently preparing herself mentally.
Before she could even prepare herself, Chen Bin suddenly stopped. "Why did you stop?" Zheng Yiyun asked, startled.
"We're here." Chen Bin chuckled and bent down to place Zheng Yiyun on the rattan chair on the left side of the wooden house. "Want to be here?" Zheng Yiyun asked, her voice trembling as she gripped the armrest of the chair.
She had assumed Chen Bin was heading to the cabin, treating it as the final destination, but he unexpectedly stopped halfway. This caught her off guard and made her even more nervous.
"Isn't this place beautiful? You can enjoy such a beautiful sea of flowers." Chen Bin said, slowly bowing in front of Zheng Yiyun. Her hands trembled slightly as she grasped the hem of her dress.
Zheng Yiyun watched his movements, and her delicate body tensed up immediately, even her round toes curled up.
In her trembling gaze, Chen Bin slowly raised his hand, and the hem of her pale pink skirt was swept up to Zheng Yiyun's waist. Her snow-white and tender thighs were revealed before Chen Bin's eyes, shimmering with a lustrous sheen in the dazzling sunlight.
Chen Bin reached out and pressed down on Zheng Yiyun's beautiful legs, his breathing becoming increasingly heavy, his gaze fixed intently on the paradise before him. It was covered by pale blue lace fabric, and a glimpse of spring light could be vaguely seen inside.
Chen Bin licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with a burning light. His hand slid up her beautiful leg, pressing against the pale blue silk fabric. Feeling Chen Bin's intense gaze, Zheng Yiyun's heart pounded. She bit her lip, nervously turning her head away. But out of the corner of her eye, she saw Chen Bin's fingers hooking the silk fabric and pulling it all aside. The flower room she had longed for suddenly came into Chen Bin's view; the area in front of the door was barren, appearing exceptionally smooth and tender. Seeing Chen Bin's directness, Zheng Yiyun's heart leaped, her delicate hands unconsciously clenching.