69novels Chapter 140 The Signal That the Hook Has Been Taken
Chapter 140 The Signal That the Hook Has Been Taken
Xu Yuecheng stepped on the gas, and the jeep roared past a slow-moving tractor. "That's the important business. When we get to the field, I'll take you to see a workshop foreman. He's an old friend of mine; he can get you an insider price on the goods."
Xiao Lan's eyes lit up, and she unconsciously leaned towards Xu Yuecheng: "Really? That's wonderful! Yuecheng, you're amazing!"
That praise, coupled with that adoring look in his eyes, made even a seasoned veteran like Xu Yuecheng feel as sweet as if he'd drunk two ounces of honey.
That feels so good!
"That's right."
Xu Yuecheng's lips curled into a smug smile, but his gaze involuntarily drifted downwards.
Because of her leaning forward, Xiao Lan's collar opened slightly.
Inside was a delicate, snow-white substance, trembling with each breath, and a faint fragrance wafted into his nose.
That was a woman's scent, a scent he couldn't detect among that group of smelly, rough men.
The jeep went over a large pothole and lurched violently.
Xiao Lan gasped in surprise, lost her balance, and bumped into Xu Yuecheng's shoulder.
The soft, warm fragrance filled my arms.
Xu Yuecheng felt his shoulder muscles stiffen instantly, and the sensation, transmitted through the thin vest, felt like a ball of fire.
He didn't dodge; instead, he used the momentum to pull his arm back, and his large hand naturally supported Xiao Lan's waist.
It feels soft to the touch, without an ounce of excess fat.
"Hold on tight."
Xu Yuecheng's voice was terribly hoarse. He squeezed her waist with his hand and didn't let go. "This road is hard to walk on. Don't shake your old bones apart."
"You're the old man!"
Xiao Lan glared at him reproachfully, but didn't struggle, letting his hand rest on her waist. Instead, she playfully slapped his thigh, saying, "Drive properly! Where are you looking?"
Xu Yuecheng's palms were burning hot; even through the fabric, the heat made her lower back tingle.
But this feeling isn't unpleasant.
She even felt a secret sense of pride.
See? What kind of hero is he? What kind of road bully is he? In front of a woman, isn't he just an animal that only thinks with his lower body?
Instead of stopping after being slapped, Xu Yuecheng became even more brazen, sweeping his hand over her leg.
Although the pants today don't show any skin, the cut is perfect, making those legs look straight and long.
"Watch where you're going?"
Xu Yuecheng chuckled, applying a little force to pull the person closer to him. "What's so interesting about this lousy road? It's just clods of yellow dirt everywhere. It's much more pleasing to the eye to look at you."
That's a very blunt and vulgar statement.
If it were any other respectable woman, she would probably be blushing with shame or cursing the perpetrator right now.
But Xiao Lan is no ordinary person.
She crawled out of a cannibalistic environment, and she had been a widow and suffered hardships.
To her, this level of flirting was a signal that the man was taking the bait.
"Glib-tongued."
Xiao Lan smiled with her lips pursed, her eyes and brows full of charm.
She stretched out her finger, stained with balsam juice, and poked Xu Yuecheng's stiff hand. "Men's mouths are deceitful. Just now you were saying I was an old man, and now you're saying I'm good-looking? Xu Yuecheng, did you learn your sweet talk from some lover?"
"Where would I get a lover?"
Xu Yuecheng tightened his grip, holding her waist even tighter. "I've been dealing with car wheels all these years, I've hardly ever seen a female mosquito. But you, sister-in-law..."
He deliberately uttered the word "sister-in-law" in a roundabout way, carrying an indescribable sense of ambiguity and taboo.
"Staying in this den of bachelors, didn't you ever have any worldly desires?"
Xiao Lan's heart skipped a beat.
This man was testing her.
She withdrew her seductive charm, straightened her expression, and her eyes became somewhat resentful: "What worldly desires are you harboring? Emperor Guangzong is gone. I'm just a woman; I'm grateful to even have a place to shelter from the wind and rain. Who would dare to look down on me for being a widow?"
This tactic of retreating to advance was executed with masterful skill.
Upon hearing this, Xu Yuecheng's possessiveness surged instantly.
"Who would dare to complain?"
He sneered, "Anyone who dares to gossip, I'll break their teeth! So what if she's a widow? A widow is a woman too, she needs someone to care for her!"
As he spoke, his hand began to wander upwards again.
"Drive carefully!"
Xiao Lan grabbed his hand and pressed it down hard this time.
This road is not easy to travel; it's full of potholes. If you accidentally overturn and lose your life here, it's not worth it at all.
"Please stop at the next intersection, I need to use the restroom."
Xiao Lan changed the subject, pointing to a small grove of trees in front of them.
Xu Yuecheng smacked his lips, seemingly still wanting more, but he knew this couldn't be rushed.
Haste makes waste.
The tofu is already in the pot, how could it possibly escape?
"Okay, whatever you say."
He turned the steering wheel, and the jeep veered off the dirt road and stopped in a clearing next to the poplar grove.
The engine shut off, and the world fell silent instantly.
Only the cicadas were chirping desperately in the trees, and the heat was intense.
Xiao Lan pushed open the car door, jumped out, and stretched.
Her waist bent backward, and her full breasts seemed about to burst out.
Xu Yuecheng remained seated in the driver's seat, lit a cigarette, and squinted as he watched the scene unfold.
He cursed under his breath.
This woman is a demon, a demon who came specifically to take his life.
But in his entire life, Xu Yuecheng was least afraid of these deadly things.
The wilder the horse, the more exhilarating it is to ride.
He also got out of the car.
Xiao Lan emerged from the depths of the woods, her physiological issues resolved, and she felt much lighter.
She walked to the ditch next to the jeep, squatted down, and washed her hands.
She tidied the stray hairs at her temples, then touched up her lipstick before turning and walking toward the jeep parked under the shade of a tree.
Xu Yuecheng was leaning against the front of the car smoking, one leg bent, his foot resting on a thick tree root.
His black vest was soaked with sweat, clinging to his chest and outlining his hard, muscular physique.
Seeing Xiao Lan approach, he narrowed his eyes, exhaled a puff of bluish-white smoke, and his gaze swept over her without restraint.
"All done?" The voice had the raspy quality characteristic of a smoky voice.
"Hmm." Xiao Lan responded, turned around and took out an oil paper package from the bamboo basket in the back seat of the car.
Those were scallion pancakes she made that morning, filled with pickled vegetables and diced meat. Even when they were cold, they still smelled deliciously oily.
She opened the oil paper package, and the pancake was cut into neat triangles, golden and crispy.
"Here, have something to eat." Xiao Lan picked up a piece and held it to Xu Yuecheng's mouth.
Xu Yuecheng didn't take it, but instead lowered his head and bit her hand.
"Click."
The crispy crust crumbles between your teeth, and the savory aroma of scallion oil and diced meat explodes in your mouth.
Xu Yuecheng chewed a couple of times, his brows relaxing: "Not bad."
"Eat more if you like it. There's nowhere to eat on the road, and we might go hungry for ages."
Xiao Lan took a piece for herself and ate it in small bites, her movements refined yet not pretentious.
The two leaned against the front of the car, sharing a bag of scallion pancakes.