Er Gou, life in the countryside is so carefree!

Chen Ergou felt that hand was warm, as if it had magic power.

He chuckled and grabbed Widow Wang's wrist with his other hand.

"Sis, your hands...how come they're so soft?"

Widow Wang blushed even more when he grabbed her hand, but she didn't pull it away.

While he was talking, his hands were not behaving properly; his thumb was gently stroking the back of her hand.

Widow Wang glared at him reproachfully: "You little rascal, all you do is sweet talk."

She knew that this guy had feelings for her, but he was sometimes thin-skinned and sometimes thick-skinned, and he liked to pretend to be confused.

She didn't press him; her body softened, and she gently leaned on his shoulder.

"Ergou, I know you're ambitious. I don't want anything else from you, I just feel at ease being with you. If you're willing, this gate is always open for you."

These words made Chen Ergou's heart itch with curiosity.

He smelled the fragrance in Widow Wang's hair and felt her softness as she leaned closer. He stretched out his arm and wrapped it around her waist.

"Sister, you said that yourself."

Widow Wang snuggled closer to him, placing one hand on his chest and stroking his chest with her fingers.

"Ergou," she said softly, her breath hot against his neck, "why are you so hot? You're like a little furnace..."

Chen Ergou's throat went dry, and he tightened his grip on her waist.

"How about you cool me down, sister?"

Widow Wang looked up, her eyes glistening in the moonlight.

"The reward I mentioned earlier... I'd like to give it to you right now..."

As she spoke, the hand that had been resting on his chest began to slowly slide down.

Chen Ergou froze, blood rushing to his head.

He grabbed the restless hand, his voice a little hoarse: "Sis, is this reward... the kind I was thinking of?"

Widow Wang chuckled and took the opportunity to pull his hand over and place it on her waist.

"Silly boy, what do you think?"

Chen Ergou's hand touched her soft waist, and the smooth touch made his mind go blank.

His other hand also became restless, sliding down her back.

"Sis, your waist... is so slim."

Widow Wang trembled, let out a soft groan, and buried her head in the crook of his neck.

"Ergou...you've got a really strong grip..."

Chen Ergou felt a surge of fire rising from his stomach.

He lowered his head, found those two soft lips, and kissed them.

Widow Wang stiffened at first, then softened, wrapping her arms around his neck and responding passionately.

......

About an hour later, the moon was high in the sky.

The courtyard was quiet, with only the sound of the two people breathing.

Chen Ergou sat up and put on his clothes in the dark.

"Sis, it's getting late, I have to go back."

Widow Wang also sat up, feeling weak all over, and used the moonlight to tidy her hair and clothes.

"Okay, let's go back. It's dark on the road, be careful."

Her voice was languid, with a post-coital hoarseness, which made Chen Ergou's heart flutter again.

She escorted Chen Ergou to the gate of the courtyard.

Chen Ergou took a few steps and then looked back.

Widow Wang stood in the moonlight, her clothes still somewhat disheveled, her face flushed.

He grinned, waved, and turned to disappear into the night.

Widow Wang closed the courtyard gate, leaned against the door panel, and her heart was still pounding.

She raised her hand and touched her burning face; the warmth from the boy still seemed to linger on her fingertips.

Thinking back to that hour or so earlier, Chen Ergou's physique and strength still made her legs feel weak.

"That little devil..." she muttered under her breath, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl upwards.

Being young is great; you have energy and drive.

Being with him makes me feel several years younger.

If I could really settle down with him and have a child, I would have someone to rely on for the rest of my life.

She stared blankly in the direction Chen Ergou had left for a long while, until the night wind made her feel cold, before turning around and going back into the house.

That night, Widow Wang slept exceptionally soundly, even laughing in her dreams.