?63: Chapter 63: The Temptation of Sister-in-Law 63: Chapter 63: The Temptation of Sister-in-Law “I’m very serious, but sister-in-law, that area looked so good, I simply couldn’t control my gaze,” Yang Fan said with an innocent look, a sheepish smile on his face.

    Ye Tong glared at Yang Fan, her fingers lightly brushing the area, her face instantly reddening like a sunset.

    “You...

    why didn’t you warn me!”

    She finally realized her clothing had torn at the crotch.

    “I was trying to hint at it, sister-in-law.

    If I weren’t worried about upsetting you, I definitely wouldn’t have hesitated to tell you,” Yang Fan muttered.

    With her face flushed red, a nervous Ye Tong asked, “What did you see?”

    “I didn’t really see anything, just noticed that it was torn,” Yang Fan said earnestly.

    “Tell the truth,” Ye Tong demanded, her face stern and annoyed.

    “Well...

    just a little bit was showing, not much, I didn’t see everything,” Yang Fan stammered.

    In fact, he really hadn’t seen anything; though the outline was clearly visible, the clothing was securely in place.

    “You, you, you...

    You didn’t see anything, got it?” Ye Tong shouted, her face red with embarrassment.

    “Sister-in-law, I truly didn’t see anything,” Yang Fan responded.

    Ye Tong pointed at Yang Fan and said, “Get those thoughts out of your head right now, don’t leave any trace of them!”

    “Sister-in-law, that’s really putting me in a tough spot,” Yang Fan muttered.

    “Shut up and lend me your clothes for a bit,” Ye Tong shouted, annoyed.

    This awkward incident made her wish she could just find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

    Yang Fan looked down at his tank top and boxer shorts, “Sister-in-law, which one do you want to use?”

    Ye Tong was stunned.

    None of them seemed usable for her at the moment.

    “Sister-in-law, why don’t you just take it off and mend it?” Yang Fan suggested.

    Ye Tong glared sharply at him, “What are you up to, you little rascal?

    Stop that nonsense right now!”

    “I’m serious.

    Just pull some threads from my tank top.

    I have a SIM card ejector pin in my phone case, just sew it up enough to get home.

    It’s not good for you to go down the mountain like this; it’s easy for others to take advantage, and I wouldn’t be happy with that either,” Yang Fan explained.

    Looking distressed, Ye Tong hesitated for a moment then nodded somewhat helplessly, “Let’s try it then.”

    Yang Fan, triumphant in his ruse, immediately took off his tank top, pulled out a thread from the side, and took the SIM card ejector pin from his phone case, handing them both to Ye Tong.

    This tool is naturally not meant for sewing clothes; it could only poke a hole in the fabric to thread the string through and then pull it tight by hand.

    It was truly a last resort makeshift solution.

    Ye Tong’s cheeks were as red as cherries freshly washed by a spring rain, so radiant and delicate they looked like they might burst with moisture if pinched.

    “You, turn your back...

    no, go over there and keep watch,” she stuttered.

    Reluctantly standing up, Yang Fan thought for a moment then said, “Sister-in-law, how about I sew it for you?”

    Ye Tong’s face was so red it seemed her eyes might soon drip water, she shouted embarrassedly, “Go away!”

    Seeing no opportunity to take advantage, Yang Fan reluctantly walked away, frequently looking back as he exited the grove to stand at the edge of the flower field.

    Although he couldn’t see clearly from there, he could still make out the general scene.

    “Move further away.” Ye Tong suddenly called out in a delicate voice.

    Yang Fan’s little trick seemed to have been seen through by her long ago.

    “Sister-in-law, if I move further away, I won’t be able to remind you.

    Don’t worry, do your thing, I won’t peek.” Yang Fan said calmly, with a righteous air.

    His words seemed to have persuaded Ye Tong, who said nothing more.

    She was very cautious, sneaking a look around like a thief, before finally undoing the buckle around her waist and sliding her trousers down.

    But she only pulled them down to the middle of her thighs, not going any further.

    Yang Fan quietly turned his head for a glance and was instantly overwhelmed.

    The sister-in-law was being too cautious; her partial undressing resulted in him not being able to see anything.

    He pretended to be indifferent and slowly squatted down; this angle was actually quite good.

    He could see under the bend of her legs, where the tightly pressed-together buttocks gleamed a striking shade of pink.

    He had guessed right; his sister-in-law was indeed wearing a triangular shape.

    But he wasn’t sure if it was because of her sitting position; the triangular cover seemed narrower than usual, barely covering the golden valley.

    Yang Fan didn’t look too blatantly, for fear that his sister-in-law might discover him, acting like a thief himself.

    He glanced around and then quietly turned his head back for another peek.

    To witness the intoxicating spring scenery revealed by his sister-in-law in the woods, he really strained his neck.

    “Ah—Fanzi, there’s a snake!

    There’s a snake!”

    A sharp shriek suddenly pierced the forest air from Ye Tong as Yang Fan dashed in with a quick step.

    Ye Tong, with her trousers in her right hand, had already sprinted out and upon seeing Yang Fan, she leaped onto him.

    Her speed was so agile, much like a monkey climbing a tree, clearly terrified.

    Yang Fan quickly supported Ye Tong’s soft, smooth, and elastic buttocks with his hands.

    The feel and the sensation of holding tender, fragrant softness filled him with a floating sensation.

    The sister-in-law was indeed light and also smelled deliciously sweet.

    And it wasn’t the cloying heavy scent of perfume but a subtle, elegant fragrance mixed with the scent of chrysanthemums.

    Yang Fan quietly shifted his palm towards the inside of the buttocks, fully covering the golden valley before asking, “Sister-in-law, where is the snake?”

    Ye Tong’s face had turned pale with fear, showing clear signs of panic.

    She quickly pointed towards the place where she had just been sitting and shouted anxiously, “It’s over there!”

    Yang Fan picked up a thick tree trunk, holding Ye Tong carefully as they ventured to investigate.

    This mountain forest was never devoid of poisonous insects and wild animals, even home to some larger beasts like wild boars, and there were rumors of sightings of hyenas and wolves.

    Having never seen those two fierce creatures himself, Yang couldn’t be sure of their existence.

    “Be careful, it looked like a poisonous snake,” Ye Tong said nervously, with her head buried in Yang’s chest.

    Yang Fan nodded, moving his steps slowly forward.

    After walking just six or seven steps, the dense fallen leaves on the ground suddenly rustled.

    Yang Fan hastily stepped back and, staring intently, finally spotted a snake as thick as a baby’s arm under the underbrush.

    It didn’t look much like a poisonous snake; it rather resembled a grass snake, possibly a king cobra.

    Though harmless, this creature was fast and had a fierce nature.

    “Sister-in-law, we have an addition to tonight’s meal!” Yang Fan whispered quietly, suddenly swinging the tree trunk in his hand and striking down with it.