Zhou Family Daughter-in-law — 20.1

　　There are only five days left until the Chinese New Year. Today, Old Man Zhou and his sons are busy slaughtering the New Year pig. The big fat pig that they have raised for a year is being slaughtered in the yard. This is a new thing for her. She was originally sleeping lazily on the lounge chair on the balcony watching the pig being slaughtered downstairs, but she was made drowsy by the sun.

　　I just felt my eyelids getting heavier and heavier, until I couldn’t hold on any longer and fell into a complete sleep. A fog began to appear in front of my eyes again, and the vague white shadow appeared in the fog again.

　　Although she couldn’t see anything clearly, she was very sure that there were a pair of eyes staring at her in the fog, which made her even more unhappy. So this time she no longer watched from afar, but shouted angrily: “Who are you? Why do you keep playing tricks on me?” As soon as she spoke, a low sigh came from the white fog. When she was wondering, the white fog gradually went away and slowly dissipated. The blurred vision gradually became clear, and in front of her was a peach forest, an endless peach forest, with clusters of white or red flowers of different shades. From a distance, it looked like clouds, vivid and real, not like a dream.

　　Under a huge peach tree, there was a man in white sitting. Although she felt it was a little weird, she was not afraid. Instead, she became curious and walked towards the man. As she got closer, the fragrance became stronger.

　　As she got closer, she could clearly see the man in white sitting at a stone table under the peach tree. When he saw her approaching, he raised his hand slightly, and she sat down beside him, staring at him intently. As she looked him over, she asked, “Who are you?”

　　This man had a voluptuous appearance, dressed in a flowing white robe, which made him look like a banished immortal. However, his eyes were as clear and sharp as a spring, and his whole body was blended with a strange attraction. What was such a superb beauty like a mountain snow lotus doing in her dream? Wasn’t he afraid that she would be aroused and rape him?

　　”My name is Xuan Du.” He spoke lightly, poured some wine into the cup, and pushed it in front of her. His clear and calm eyes were so quiet that no emotion could be seen, but she always felt that this was just a cover-up.

　　She picked up the cup and smelled it. It was a very fragrant wine. After thinking about it, she took a sip and immediately fell in love with the sweet and spicy taste. She couldn’t help but drink more.

　　After drinking one glass, she felt a little tipsy, her face slightly hot. She supported her chin with one hand, raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked him with narrowed eyes, “Xuandu… isn’t it another name for peach blossom… Interesting… But, what do you mean by always harassing me in my dreams…”

　　”Because I feel the time has come to see you…” Xuandu said this, and poured her another cup. Looking at the crystalline liquid, Zhang Xiaoyan knew she should refuse, but she was still greedy. She took a sniff and drank it, feeling a sweet fragrance in her mouth and a warm feeling in her stomach.

　　”When?” she asked, moving to sit next to him. Sitting closer, she could see more clearly and smell the faint fragrance from his dust-free white robe.

　　Xuan Du said nothing more, with a barely perceptible smile on his lips, he asked her softly, “Do you like it here?”

　　She looked up and saw her surroundings. It was beautiful, but it felt like a wild place. She shook her head and said, “I don’t like it. It’s too lonely…” Xuan Du listened and sighed softly.

　　She propped up her chin, listened to the beauty sigh, and felt her heart twisted. It turned out that whatever the beauty did was right, and even men would feel sympathy and care for him.

　　Staring at Xuan Du’s handsome face with an abstinent aura, she couldn’t help but have some lewd thoughts in her mind. She wondered what it would feel like to sleep with such a man…

　　Zhang Xiaoyan was tickled by Xuan Du, so she leaned forward, smiling and asking with concern, “Why are you sighing? Are you unhappy? Why don’t you tell me, and I’ll find a way for you…”

　　Xuan Du looked over at her, his deep eyes like a cold pond finally stirring. “I’m not unhappy, it’s just that it’s too lonely here alone…”

　　Zhang Xiaoyan was delighted when she heard this and touched him with her lustful claws. “Then I will come to accompany you often in the future.”

　　Xuandu was caught by her hand, his expression a little surprised, but he didn’t pull it away. However, his jade-white face was stained with a blush, which made her heart even more agitated. This beautiful woman was still shy…

　　”Really? You don’t blame me for disturbing your sweet dream?” Xuandu’s eyes sparkled as he stared at her hands that were touching him indiscriminately. He looked calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil.

　　”If I had known you were such a beauty, how could I have been angry.” Seeing that he did not resist, Zhang Xiaoyan simply grabbed his hand and touched it a few times, only to find that his hand was even colder than her own. She couldn’t help but feel distressed, “Xuan Du, your hands are so cold, aren’t you afraid of catching a cold? Let me warm them up for you…” As she said that, she wrapped her hands around his palms, and the warm air went straight to his palms. Xuan Du’s tight face almost broke, and he let her cover his hands and take the opportunity to take advantage of him.

　　”It’s indeed a bit cold. I live close to here, why don’t you go over and sit for a while?” Xuandu asked tentatively with his eyelashes half-closed, hiding the calculation in his eyes.

　　Zhang Xiaoyan thought to herself, “That’s exactly what I want,” and nodded quickly, “Okay, now that I know where you live, I can come find you directly next time…”

　　Xuandu suppressed his turbulent emotions and walked with her along the path in the peach forest. After a while, a small house appeared before them. After entering and closing the door, it was indeed much warmer. There was a guqin placed by the window. Xuandu invited her to sit down and then began to play the instrument himself.

　　Zhang Xiaoyan was listening to the music with ecstasy, not knowing whether the piano music or Xuandu’s music was more beautiful. When he finished the song, she hurried to Xuandu’s side and said, “Teach me!”