Dashing Student-Chapter 461 - , Extremely Sexy Wife

Chen Nan didn’t expect Yang Shujun to invite him over for drinks at his house, but the thought of Wang Churan’s exquisite cooking skills and her enchanting figure stirred something inside him. He immediately responded, "Thanks for the generous invitation, Brother Yang. In that case, I’d be disrespectful to decline!"

Yang Shujun smiled and said, "Wouldn’t it be too formal among brothers to talk like that? Just come over directly at seven in the evening, my wife and I will prepare some dishes first."

Chen Nan: "Alright, see you later."

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"Brother Chen has agreed to come over for dinner," Yang Shujun said with a smile as he hung up the phone, then he turned to his wife with a sly grin, "You go cook first, and after cooking, take a shower, put on makeup, and change into something sexy."

"Husband, do you really want me to serve Chen Nan?" Wang Churan cautiously looked at her husband, even though she had already been to bed with Chen Nan secretly.

But the thought of doing that with Chen Nan in front of her husband made her feel very uncomfortable, with a strong sense of shame.

Yang Shujun glared with displeasure, "You don’t think I’m joking, do you?"

Seeing her husband about to get angry, Wang Churan couldn’t help but lower her head, showing a look of fear in her eyes.

Yang Shujun crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and his face revealed a meaningful smile, "Brother Chen helped us secure a prime shop spot at such a cheap rent; we must repay this favor."

"After much thought, I decided it’s best for you to accompany him once; otherwise, I wouldn’t feel right about it."

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At seven in the evening, as the streetlights dimly lit up, Chen Nan arrived punctually at the doorstep of Yang Shujun’s upstairs apartment and rang the doorbell.

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Soon, the door creaked open slowly, and Yang Shujun’s beautiful wife, Wang Churan, appeared at the door.

She wore a deep purple sexy slip dress, its slim straps clinging perilously onto her round and plump shoulders, seemingly ready to slip off under their weight at any moment, yet stubbornly holding on, revealing large areas of her smooth and elastic skin.

The neckline was a deep V-shape, like a path leading to a mysterious garden, extending all the way between her proud breasts, with a deep and enchanting cleavage that cast seductive shadows under the lighting.

The dress clung tightly to her body, unequivocally outlining her voluptuous and curvaceous figure.

Her waist, though not as slender as a willow branch, possessed a unique plush beauty, resembling a soft yet forceful water snake’s waist, which emitted endless charm with each gentle twist.

The hem of the dress stopped right at the root of her thighs, lightly trembling with her movements as if shyly dancing, each tremble seemingly showcasing her creamy thighs.

Voluptuous yet firm, her skin glowed healthily, as if it was finely polished jade, exuding alluring carnal charm.

Her hair cascaded down like a black waterfall, thick and smooth, casually spread across her broad and beautifully lined back.

A few strands of hair playfully curled around her round, egg-shaped cheeks, accentuating the delicacy and charm of her features.

Her eyebrows looked like willow leaves dancing in the spring breeze, curved and carrying a hint of laziness and allure.

Her eyes, clear and bright yet deep and profound like autumn waters, seemed to shoot tiny currents through the air as they moved, effortlessly pulling one’s soul into them.

Beneath her high-bridged nose was a pair of slightly pouted red lips, bright as burning flames, plump and sensual, making one long to take a bite.

Seeing this, Chen Nan instantly felt his heart race and his mouth dry, clearly not expecting Wang Churan to dress so seductively.

This made him involuntarily recall his affair with Wang Churan.

Wang Churan also noticed Chen Nan’s aggressive gaze and recalled their times together, a blush quickly rising to her cheeks.

Just then.

Yang Shujun came over smiling: "Is it Brother Chen who has arrived?"

"Brother Yang, hello." Chen Nan greeted with a smile.

"Please come in, please come in!" Yang Shujun warmly invited Chen Nan into the house: "Since you’re here, why bring gifts? Don’t be so formal next time," he said, taking the two bottles of Wuliangye from Chen Nan and leading him to the dining room.

The table was already filled with a feast, steaming hot and aromatic.

In the center was a golden roast chicken, its skin crispy as if a gentle bite would sound a "crunch," the meat fresh and juicy, shimmering invitingly under the light.

Next to it was a dish of soy-braised prawns, each plump and covered in a rich sauce, the red oil in their heads almost overflowing.

Of course, there were Wang Churan’s specialties, grilled oysters and scallops.

And there were the vibrant green stir-fried vegetables, crisp and refreshing, a perfect complement to the meat dishes.

The three of them took their seats in turn, Yang Shujun brought out a jar of Three Whip Wine, laughing as he said: "Brother Chen, today let you try the medicinal wine I’ve brewed. While it may not compare to Wuliangye, it’s still good stuff!" indicating with a knowing look.

"It really is good stuff." Chen Nan also laughed, recognizing a few of the herbs at a glance, certainly beneficial for men.

Though he wasn’t weak.

But it’s better to strengthen the body preemptively.

Not waiting until one is already weak to do so!

Yang Shujun immediately poured three cups of the medicinal wine, the strong scent of the medicine and alcohol mixing together, invigorating.

Meanwhile, Wang Churan elegantly handed them their utensils.

Unintentionally, the strap of her slip dress slid slightly down again, revealing more of her snow-white skin, drawing Chen Nan’s gaze once more, stirring a ripple in his heart.

Wang Churan seemed aware, her face reddening lightly as she quickened her movements.

Yang Shujun raised his glass, laughing heartily: "Brother Chen, it’s raining today, and we’ve got nothing else planned, we’ll have to drink a few more glasses no matter what!" He then downed his glass in one gulp.

Chen Nan quickly lifted his glass in response, calmed himself, and drank, the spicy liquor flowing down his throat, not quenching the heat rising in him because of Wang Churan.

Rather, it stoked the fire in him, an effect he knew was from the Three Whip Wine.

"Come on, let’s eat!" Yang Shujun picked up his chopsticks, inviting Chen Nan to enjoy the food.

Throughout the meal, he engaged Chen Nan in conversation, ranging from trivial neighborhood matters to the latest news, but Chen Nan was somewhat distracted, his gaze involuntarily falling on Wang Churan.

Occasionally, Wang Churan would look up and meet his gaze, then hurriedly look away, her face turning redder, like a ripe apple.

She simply ate quietly, accompanying the two men in their drinking.

She rarely interjected, only softly and quietly responding when Yang Shujun occasionally asked for her opinion.

Her gentle voice seemed to carry a magic, seeping into Chen Nan’s ears, intensifying the fervor in his heart.