A Divine Farmer

Chapter 131 - He Worked Hard During the Day and at Night

Chen Zhaomin had mentioned his absence for the next few days, and Aunt Xia, the housekeeper, had also been dismissed. The villa now housed only Zhang Xiaoloong and Chen Yaru.

In the past, they might have hesitated due to the presence of others. Now, with solitude, inhibitions vanished.

Chen Yaru's fragile frame trembled slightly. She neither resisted nor exhibited fear, merely unable to withstand his intense gaze, consumed by shyness.

“I…” Zhang Xiaoloong, too, inexperienced, had impulsively torn the other's attire moments ago.

Confronted with unprecedented beauty, he faltered.

Yet, some things required no instruction. He soon discerned his course. Their kiss resembled warm rain, cascading upon exposed flesh.

“Wait…” As Zhang Xiaoloong neared the most intimate area, Chen Yaru abruptly halted him, her face tinged with embarrassment and uncertainty. “Sorry, Xiaoloong, I…”

Zhang Xiaoloong hesitated momentarily, then withdrew his hand hastily. “My apologies, I shouldn't have been so hasty, I…”

Shame enveloped him. Their relationship had just begun, yet he already yearned for more. His impetuosity was undeniable.

“No, no, it's not that. I'm not unwilling.” Chen Yaru, fearing misunderstanding, confessed with a mix of shyness and distress, “I… That time…”

That? Zhang Xiaoloong was confused for a moment.

Observing Chen Yaru rush to the bathroom and emerge later, clad in undergarments, he grasped her implication, feeling powerless.

Unfortunately, just when they shared a mutual understanding, Little Red Girl Jun arrived to investigate.

“I truly didn't mean to.” Chen Yaru nestled into his embrace, offering a gentle explanation. She empathized with the abrupt interruption.

“I don't hold it against you,” Zhang Xiaoloong replied with a wry smile. “Well then… I'll go shower and turn in.”

Holding the nude beauty in his arms for so long, with her acquiescence yet unattainability, felt like torment.

“Perhaps it's time to separate a bit, to alleviate this discomfort. A cold shower and some rest seem wise.”

“No, I want you to hold me while we sleep,” Chen Yaru insisted, her cheeks flushed.

Despite feeling embarrassed by her desires, she couldn't resist the anticipation of their realization.

“But…” Zhang Xiaoloong hesitated, sensing the ongoing physical discomfort. How could he sleep like this?

“How about…” Chen Yaru's allure heightened as she suggested, “I can assist you…”

…

Sunlight gently illuminated the disheveled bedroom. The torn top from the previous night lay on the floor amidst their scattered clothes.

Beneath the white quilt, their legs intertwined, their breaths steady and deep.

Upon awakening, Zhang Xiaoloong found the beautiful figure in his embrace, still in disbelief.

The prior night's indulgence left him yearning for more. It was unlikely anyone would suspect that the capable, decisive Yuanbo manager possessed such an uninhibited approach to pleasing a man.

Chen Yaru stirred awake, her eyelashes fluttering. Spotting the man's gaze fixed on her, she greeted him with a joyful smile. “Awake already? Why not rest a while longer?”

“If I sleep longer, I'd miss out on this beautiful sight,” Zhang Xiaoloong replied, his gaze drifting downwards.

Following his line of sight, Chen Yaru realized he was enjoying the sunlight and breeze. She teased him as she covered him with the blanket. “You naughty thing!”

“Why am I the naughty one?” Zhang Xiaoloong protested, feeling unfairly judged. “It's not like you haven't seen me before. Not only seen, but you also…”

Chen Yaru, feeling bashful, quickly silenced her partner with a kiss.

They lingered for another half an hour before reluctantly leaving the bed. Though they hadn't yet reached the final intimacy, the barriers between them had vanished.

After breakfast, Chen Yaru delicately wiped the man's mouth with a tissue. “Wang Zongming mentioned going to the factory this afternoon. What should we do this morning?”

“Aren't you supposed to be at work?” Zhang Xiaoloong asked, puzzled.

It was odd she hadn't gone yesterday, and now it seemed she had no intention of going today either.

“I've informed my father that your factory plans are finalized. Starting today, I won't be working at Yuanbo anymore. Don't worry, my father's overseeing it. I used to handle minor tasks; he managed the bigger picture,” Chen Yaru said playfully. “From now on, I'm yours. You better put in the effort!”

“Don't worry,” Zhang Xiaoloong quipped. “I'll work hard, day and night.”

“You're such a tease!” Chen Yaru blushed.

Recalling their passionate night, she gently touched her lips, resolving to make the most of their time together.

After dressing, they left the house. After some discussion, Zhang Xiaoloong decided to purchase a car.

This would make future trips to the factory or visits to Chen Yaru much more convenient.

However, they disagreed on the type of car. Zhang Xiaoloong favored a van for its affordability and practicality.

But Chen Yaru objected, believing Zhang Xiaoloong should project an image of success. In modern society, presentation mattered.

A company's boss driving a van might convey incompetence.

Acknowledging the validity of her argument, Zhang Xiaoloong realized his mindset was often limited by tradition.

Chen Yaru's reasoning struck a chord, prompting him to defer to her judgment.

Seeing his trust in her, Chen Yaru beamed and led him to the Car City.

However, Zhang Xiaoloong was indecisive again upon arrival. Despite his earlier resolve, he was drawn to more economical models.

His rural upbringing influenced his preference for practicality.

Yet Chen Yaru found fault with each model, deeming them too cheap.

“Darling, how about an Audi for me?” A nearby couple discussed car options, the woman indulging in playful banter.

“Certainly better than what they're considering!” The man boasted confidently.