Chapter 129: Take Off Your Pants, Let Aunty Take a Look at Your Body

Silence!

The moment she spoke, the entire room fell deathly silent.

The air seemed to freeze, leaving only the faint hum of True Qi flowing between the Silver Needles.

Yang Xun froze on the spot as if hit by a Body Fixing Technique, his face a mask of utter astonishment.

He never, ever imagined that Aunt Chen would ask such a question.

’Have I slept with a woman?’

’This... How was he supposed to answer that?’

After a few seconds of silence, Chen Xiafang couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Her giggles were as crisp and pleasant as wind chimes, carrying the unique charm and allure of a mature woman.

"Auntie was just asking casually. Look at you, so scared your face is as red as a monkey’s butt."

Chen Xiafang turned her head to the side and looked at Yang Xun with a mischievous expression. "Didn’t you say you didn’t know what to talk about?" she said in a relaxed tone. "Auntie was just helping you find a topic. Is there any need to be so nervous?"

Yang Xun awkwardly scratched the back of his head and said with a wry smile, "Aunt Chen, why would you pick a topic like this? It’s just too..."

"Too what?" Chen Xiafang raised a brow, her beautiful almond eyes twinkling, and said as if it were the most natural thing in the world, "A topic like this is the best way to keep someone awake. If we talk about anything else, I’ll get drowsy. But this? I guarantee my eyes will be wide as saucers. I definitely won’t fall asleep!"

Hearing this, Yang Xun fell silent for a moment.

After a moment of thought, he realized she actually had a point.

Whether man or woman, as soon as a topic like this comes up, one’s attention becomes highly focused, and one’s spirits get unusually excited.

This way, Chen Xiafang naturally wouldn’t get drowsy.

He had to admit, it was a viable method.

"Alright, then... let’s talk."

Yang Xun cleared his throat, trying his best to appear composed.

The corners of Chen Xiafang’s mouth curved up, her almond eyes twinkling with a gossipy light. "Well, go on and tell me. Have you slept with anyone? How many?"

Yang Xun silently calculated in his head.

So far, he had slept with a total of three women.

Sister Mi Ting, Huang Qi, and his sister-in-law, Xu Qian.

The problem was, he couldn’t bring himself to say any of their names.

Mi Ting was Chen Xiafang’s own daughter. Telling her he’d slept with her daughter? How awkward would that be!

Huang Qi was the woman of Huang Dazhuang, the village tyrant of Xiaoxie Village. Saying her name would probably stir up unnecessary trouble.

As for his sister-in-law, Xu Qian... that was even more out of the question. If word got out, where would he, Yang Xun, ever show his face again?

"I’ve slept with... three."

Yang Xun weighed his words carefully, giving only the number. He didn’t reveal a single clue as to who they were.

"Whoa! Three of them!"

Chen Xiafang’s almond eyes lit up instantly. She propped herself up slightly and sized up Yang Xun in surprise.

Her gaze was full of a charming smile, and a meaningful curve played on her lips. "Well now, little guy," she said in a suggestive tone, "I never would have guessed. You look so honest, but you’ve been with quite a few. They’re all pretty, I assume?"

Yang Xun fell silent again.

Images flashed through his mind one after another: Mi Ting’s gentle, limpid almond eyes; Huang Qi’s seductive, coquettish demeanor; and Xu Qian’s arrogant yet bewitching phoenix eyes.

"Yeah... they’re all very pretty."

Yang Xun nodded honestly. There wasn’t a hint of falsehood in that statement.

"You lucky brat."

Chen Xiafang chuckled softly and lay back on the pillow, her eyes holding a touch of wistfulness.

Gradually, Yang Xun started to feel bolder.

’Since Aunt Chen can ask me such a private question, can’t I ask one in return?’ he wondered.

"Aunt Chen, what about you? How many... men have you slept with?" Yang Xun summoned his courage and asked.

Hearing his question, Chen Xiafang showed no sign of coyness or concealment. She answered frankly, "Auntie has slept with a total of two men. One was Sister Mi Ting’s father, and the other... was a classmate from my university days."

She paused for a moment before continuing, "I’ve dated a few others, though, but we never had relations. Auntie is actually quite conservative in that regard."

They went back and forth, the conversation growing hotter and bolder with each exchange.

The initially restrained atmosphere gradually became ambiguous and delicate as their topic deepened.

Just as she had predicted, Chen Xiafang was much more awake. Her eyelids no longer felt heavy, and her almond eyes were bright and full of interest.

Suddenly, Chen Xiafang’s beautiful almond eyes slowly moved from Yang Xun’s face, drifting down as if by accident, and finally stopped at the crotch of his jeans.

The startling outline was still clearly visible; even through the thick denim, its absurdly exaggerated size was apparent.

Chen Xiafang’s gaze lingered there for two seconds before she looked up, her almond eyes fixed on Yang Xun. She spoke slowly, "Xiaoxun, could you... take off your pants and let Auntie see your body?"

"Huh??"

Yang Xun was completely stunned, staring at Chen Xiafang in utter disbelief.

He never would have dreamed that Aunt Chen would make such a request!

’She wants me to take off my pants??’

Yang Xun stared blankly at Chen Xiafang, completely at a loss for words.

Seeing Yang Xun’s dumbfounded reaction, a flicker of barely perceptible embarrassment crossed Chen Xiafang’s pretty face, but she quickly recovered.

She tilted her head slightly, her almond eyes glistening. Her voice was sweet and carried a hint of a coquettish plea as she asked, "What, you’re not willing? You’ve been looking at Auntie’s body this whole time. Is it so wrong that Auntie wants to see your body too?"

"Yes, of course it is!"

Yang Xun blurted it out, only realizing after the words had left his mouth that he had agreed far too quickly.

But the words were out, and he couldn’t take them back.

Seeing that Yang Xun had agreed, Chen Xiafang’s lips curved up slightly. She quickly added in a serious tone, "I only want to see your body to wake myself up. Otherwise, I’ll get drowsy again. Think of it as helping Auntie out, okay?"

Though that’s what she said, her almond eyes couldn’t help but dart back to the astonishing outline at Yang Xun’s crotch, an unconcealable curiosity hidden in their depths.

’That outline, so heart-stopping even through a pair of jeans... what would it look like once the pants were off?’

"Alright, then I’ll help Auntie out."

Yang Xun took a deep breath, stood up, and reached for the buckle of his belt.

CLICK.

The belt buckle came undone, followed by the sound of a zipper being pulled down.

The next moment, Yang Xun swiftly dropped his jeans to his ankles and then kicked them aside.

The proud beast sprang forth instantly, exposed directly before Chen Xiafang’s eyes.

At that moment, every secret was laid bare before Chen Xiafang’s eyes...