The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

When Yang Shuisheng heard Yu Qianwei's words, he was stunned for a moment, as if his brain had crashed, and he couldn't react for a long time.

How would it look on Yu Qianwei?

He subconsciously swallowed, his throat feeling dry, and his gaze involuntarily fell on Yu Qianwei's chest, which was rising and falling slightly with shyness.

"Oh well, never mind, you don't seem too keen on watching anyway."

However, before he could fully process this massive amount of information, Yu Qianwei suddenly changed the subject, a mischievous smile appearing on her face. She deliberately sighed and said, "In that case, I'll be leaving now."

"So that people don't see me still at your house so late and start gossiping."

After she finished speaking, she made a move to turn around and leave, deliberately walking very fast.

"Hey! Wait!" Yang Shuisheng reached out almost reflexively, grabbed Yu Qianwei's wrist, and pulled her back.

"What's wrong?"

Yu Qianwei stopped abruptly when he grabbed her, turned around with an expression that said, "I knew you'd do this," and asked knowingly, "Is there anything else?"

Looking into her smiling eyes, Yang Shuisheng asked somewhat eagerly, "What you just said... was it true or false?"

"Of course it's true." Yu Qianwei blinked and deliberately covered her chest with one hand, making a defensive gesture.

Yang Shuisheng immediately said, "Then I want to see!"

Yu Qianwei deliberately acted coy, mimicking Yang Shuisheng's tone, and said, "But... it's getting late. It wouldn't be good if someone saw me, a young lady, in your room."

"No! Close the door, no one can get in." Yang Shuisheng quickly assured him, and as he spoke, he eagerly grabbed Yu Qianwei's hand and led her into the main room, then turned around and closed the door, even bolting it shut.

He strode into the inner room and lit the kerosene lamp, the dim, warm light instantly filling the entire room.

"puff--"

Yu Qianwei stood in the center of the room, looking at Yang Shuisheng's anxious appearance, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

But then she straightened her face and said in a tone that was both warning and coquettish, "You can look, but I've made it clear beforehand that it's only for looking."

"Don't even think about anything else, or I'll get angry."

"Okay, okay! Just look!"

Yang Shuisheng's mind was filled with images of her wearing those two sets of lingerie, and he couldn't care less about anything else. He quickly nodded and agreed, "I promise I'll only look!"

Having received his assurance, Yu Qianwei blushed, took a deep breath, and seemed to have made up her mind.

She turned around, her back to Yang Shuisheng, and awkwardly unbuttoned a few buttons on the back of her dress.

Then, she gently pulled the sides of her dress open slightly, revealing a new white lingerie with delicate lace trim underneath.

Under the dim light, the girl's smooth, jade-like back and the well-developed, soft curves partially covered by white lace created a striking image.

Her fair skin and white lace complemented each other, outlining an alluring curve.

Yang Shuisheng's breathing instantly became heavy. He felt a surge of heat rush to his head, his mouth was dry, and his breathing became labored.

Their gazes were drawn to the soft, lace-covered area as if by a magnet.

Even involuntarily, it moves downwards along that graceful curve, as if trying to penetrate that final barrier and peek at more of the scenery.

Then Yu Qianwei turned around.

Seeing his burning gaze, her cheeks flushed. She quickly pulled her dress up to cover her exposed skin, and said with a hint of embarrassment and determination, "That's enough! I said you can only see this. Don't even think about anything else."

As she spoke, she prepared to button up her dress again, ending this heart-pounding presentation.

However, just as she bent down to button her clothes, Yang Shuisheng suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, stopping her.

"What...what do you want to do?"

Yu Qianwei was startled. She looked up, her eyes filled with panic and wariness, and her voice trembled as she looked at Yang Shuisheng's eyes, which were reddened by desire.

Yang Shuisheng didn't speak, but his Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed repeatedly, his eyes filled with struggle and longing.

Yu Qianwei's half-concealed appearance was more alluring than complete nudity, making the fire within him burn even more fiercely.

"Yang Shuisheng! We agreed that you could only watch."

Yu Qianwei saw the desire in his eyes, her heart tightened, and she quickly tried to break free from his grasp, raising her voice slightly, filled with warning and tension: "Absolutely nothing else!"

"If you keep doing this, I... I'm going to call for help."

However, as soon as she finished speaking, Yang Shuisheng seemed to lose his mind, suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Yu Qianwei's mind went blank for a moment, and she froze completely.

This is not quite what she imagined.

Didn't we agree that we would only watch it?

Her eyes widened as she stared at Yang Shuisheng's face, which was so close to hers, feeling the warmth and aggressive touch on his lips. For a moment, she forgot to think or resist.

While she was distracted, Yang Shuisheng unconsciously placed his other hand on her waist, then slowly moved upwards, finally covering the soft, lace-covered area that had just been dangling in front of him.

It wasn't until that unfamiliar, aggressive touch came clearly that Yu Qianwei snapped back to her senses.

With all her might, she pushed Yang Shuisheng away, staggered back two steps, leaned against the wall, panting heavily, her face flushed red as if it were about to bleed, her eyes filled with panic and lingering fear.

"No! We can't do this!" Her voice trembled slightly, but her tone was unusually firm.

Yang Shuisheng regained some of his senses after being pushed by her.

Looking at Yu Qianwei's frightened appearance, he felt a surge of guilt and disappointment, and his eyes dimmed.

When Yu Qianwei saw the disappointment in his eyes, her heart softened for no apparent reason.

She bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head and added in a soft, almost inaudible voice, with a hint of shyness, "I...I'm not mentally prepared yet, next time...next time..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Shuisheng's initial disappointment was instantly replaced by a tremendous surge of joy.

He nodded quickly, not daring to do anything further, and asked in an expectant tone, "Then...can I take another look?"

Yu Qianwei blushed and nodded gently.

With slightly trembling hands, she slowly unzipped her dress, exposing her white lace lingerie once again to the dim light.

This time, she didn't rush to cover herself up. Instead, she stood there quietly, letting Yang Shuisheng's gaze sweep over the beautiful scenery.