The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 231 Riding on Brother’s Shoulders_1

Li Qing had never thought of letting Wu Xingxing ride on his neck; he intended to let Wu Xingxing climb on his back.

But Wu Xingxing’s shy suggestion actually reminded Li Qing of the possibility.

"It’s okay, what’s the big deal? Hurry up, it’s the last performance today. If you miss this one, you’ll have to wait for the next opportunity," Li Qing urged.

Wu Xingxing’s face, pink beneath its whiteness, was a tangled mix of shyness and hesitation.

"Stop thinking about it, what does riding my neck amount to?" Li Qing pressed.

"But..." Wu Xingxing gently pursed her lips, her gaze flickering with reluctance to meet Li Qing’s eyes.

Seeing Wu Xingxing like this, Li Qing simply squatted down and said, "Come on."

Clearly, Wu Xingxing was worried about Li Qing touching that place.

After much hesitation, Wu Xingxing, holding down her skirt, finally mustered the courage to mount Li Qing’s neck.

Feeling a faint warmth at the back of his neck, Li Qing’s lips curled into a mischievous smile, and he grabbed those two chopstick-thin, lovely legs, "Be careful, or you might not want to go up the tree at all— it’s dangerous. Just watch from here."

"Can you see now?"

"I can see, but I... I should still climb the tree. What would people think if they saw us like this?" Wu Xingxing said with embarrassment.

"We’re on the outskirts; who’s going to notice us in this pitch-black darkness? It’s fine, just watch like this for now," Li Qing said nonchalantly.

He was far more concerned about his image in the village than Wu Xingxing was.

If there was any chance of being seen by others, he wouldn’t dare to do this.

But this place was on the very edge of the square, pitch-black, with only the occasional flashlight sweeping across.

Unable to outstubborn Li Qing, Wu Xingxing gave a soft assent and placed her hands on his head.

Li Qing could hardly see the play on the stage, only making out vague silhouettes of the crowd.

But he was content, feeling no anxiety at all.

The mild warmth at the back of his neck gradually grew hotter, almost scorching.

The temperature there seemed to far exceed that of any other part of the body.

The clear sensation, combined with this warm feeling, made Li Qing restless.

His hands explored Wu Xingxing’s slender legs, slowly moving upward.

Her round and perky buttocks were now firmly pressing down on his shoulders, and with just a slight reach upwards with his palms, he could touch them.

His hand glided over her delicate legs and towards the back of his head, lightly cradling those pert cheeks.

"Ah!"

As soon as he touched her, Wu Xingxing let out a startled cry and her thighs suddenly clamped tight on Li Qing’s neck.

"I’m just supporting you a bit, so you don’t fall off," Li Qing said confidently.

"Don’t... don’t, I’m fine," Wu Xingxing’s voice trembled softly as she spoke.

"It’s okay, just enjoy the show," Li Qing said with a righteous tone.

In the darkness, Wu Xingxing’s large eyes were watery, her pretty face flushed with shy fingertips nibbling on her hand.

Li Qing’s hand slowly caressed her.

Although Wu Xingxing was slender, her buttocks were neither dry nor flat but small, rounded, and very elastic.

Li Qing’s palm could almost fully cover it.

Wu Xingxing’s body began to quiver slightly, and Li Qing could clearly hear her rapid breathing.

With a sly smile at the corner of his mouth, Li Qing was no longer satisfied with caressing over the skirt.

He slid his hand under her skirt, going straight through the thin layer of her briefs and pressing directly against Wu Xingxing’s delicate, smooth skin.

"Ah..."

Wu Xingxing once again couldn’t help but let out a low moan, clenching her buttocks tightly together.

As she exerted force, the sensation on Li Qing’s neck became even more distinct.

It was genuinely a bit scorching.

This unusual experience caused the flames in Li Qing’s heart to surge rapidly.

His hands were kneading that slippery skin, gently exerting strength, he propped up Wu Xingxing’s buttocks, moving them slowly to the middle.

Just as his fingers were about to touch the girl’s untouched forbidden zone, Wu Xingxing suddenly slid off Li Qing’s shoulders, "I... I need to pee, going to use the bathroom."

She stuttered and quickly turned to rush into the darkness.

Li Qing hadn’t even made out Wu Xingxing’s expression before she had disappeared without a trace.

He paused for a moment, then smiled wryly.

A girl and a married woman really seem different.

Li Qing waited on the spot for quite a while, but didn’t see Wu Xingxing return, nor did he receive a call from her.

It was only then that he suddenly realized Wu Xingxing had run off.

Perhaps her actions just now had been a little too rash, scaring this bold yet very easily shy woman.

Li Qing thought for a moment and still decided to give Wu Xingxing a call.

"Did you get lost?" he asked as soon as the call connected.

"No... not at all, how could I get lost. Oh, that thing, I forgot to tell you, it’s late, and my godmother is worried about me, she just called me. So I... I came back first," Wu Xingxing said stutteringly, seemingly flustered.

Li Qing smiled to himself, it seemed he really did scare her.

"Ah, I see, then you should rest early, indeed it’s quite late," Li Qing said, and then hung up the phone.

The drama that had lasted for three full days finally came to a complete close at ten o’clock that evening.

Li Qing followed the crowd on his way home.

No one paid him any attention, but the villagers’ casual conversations were almost all about him.

Although there were those who couldn’t stand to see others do well, saying he didn’t know how to spend the money he earned, acting all rich and such.

But most people were grateful for Li Qing’s favor and praised him for doing a good deed.

Li Qing listened quietly to the evaluations of him by the people, and finally felt that the money spent wasn’t so wrongful after all.

At least the effect was indeed somewhat there.

Maybe it would actually have some impact when he ran for village chief later.

In the following days, Li Qing’s life returned to its previously methodical pattern.

One day, just after Li Qing had delivered Wenguan Leaves to Yu Baishuo, he suddenly received a call from Secretary Zhou.

As soon as this big shot called, Li Qing’s feelings became complicated.

He was sure no good news came with the call, but Li Qing also wanted to see Mrs. Lu.

"Xiao Li!"

As soon as the phone was answered, Secretary Zhou’s authoritative official tone rang out, "I hear you’ve started a company? Is that so?"

Li Qing’s brow furrowed slightly, Secretary Zhou’s nose was indeed incredibly long, how did he find out?

He corrected him: "Secretary Zhou, it’s not my company, it’s Lü Zong from Lü Family Restaurant. I’m just working there."

"It’s more or less the same thing, I have pretty much understood it, you should have told me about this," Secretary Zhou stated with authority.