Kissed and Seduced By the Most Rough Man in the Village-Chapter 120: A Man Who Knows How to Enjoy Himself

Jiang Yexun pointed to his ears and said, "The shop assistant probably has excellent hearing, and he not only understands foreign languages but also has some skills."

Su Xiaoxiao followed his words, thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized, nodding in agreement. "You’re right. Since they already know the value of antiques, they must take the buying and selling seriously."

At noon, they went to the state-owned restaurant for lunch. After leaving, Jiang Yexun intentionally asked for directions to a traditional Chinese medicine shop.

Unlike the countryside, traditional Chinese medicine shops in Beijing are not only in the city center but also quite large. She could find any medicinal herbs she wanted, no matter how obscure or inexpensive they might be.

The herbalist who weighed out the herbs was concerned after she spent over 20 yuan buying more than 30 types of herbs, all in the same quantity. "Young friend, it’s best to consult our in-house doctor for a pulse diagnosis. It only costs a dime. You shouldn’t self-medicate carelessly; it might harm your health."

"Thank you, but I’m not using these herbs for ingestion," Su Xiaoxiao replied sweetly, which put the man’s mind at ease.

Su Xiaoxiao also bought two containers for making herbal skincare products and a small scale. Then they took the subway back to the hostel.

The hostel had a stove and coal balls that anyone could use, but it came with a fee. Su Xiaoxiao checked if it was possible to make herbal skincare products here, and when she got an affirmative response, she paid 40 cents to the staff.

Su Xiaoxiao weighed the medicinal herbs, separated them, and Jiang Yexun started a fire to prepare the skincare products. They basked in the warm autumn sunshine, feeling so comfortable that they were almost dozing off.

See the little educated youth sleepy with her head drooping like little chicks, continuously nodding while they were talking, Jiang Yexun grabbed the her soft and slender waist, letting her lean on his shoulder.

"Go to sleep," he whispered.

However, Su Xiaoxiao still tried to sit upright. "No, if someone sees us like this, they might report us."

"It’s fine. I’ll keep an ear out. If someone approaches, I’ll wake you up," Jiang Yexun continued to reassure her.

She trusted his words, so she didn’t insist and quickly pressed her lips against his chin before falling asleep, embracing his arm.

It took two hours to simmer the herbal concoction into one bowl, which they then moved to a cool place outside for ventilation. After half an hour, the two bowls of skincare products had solidified into a firm paste.

Su Xiaoxiao and Jiang Yexun washed their hands and began rolling the herbal concoction into small round pills, each the size of a soybean. In no time, they had filled two pots with them.

The translucent pills with a faint yellow color were for moisturizing, while the orange ones were for skin whitening. Because they were made purely from traditional Chinese medicine, they naturally had excellent anti-bacterial properties and long shelf life. Su Xiaoxiao had even added two specific herbs to further prevent bacterial growth when exposed to air. As long as they were used before their expiration date, there would be no problems.

"Yexun, shall we try them on you now?" Su Xiaoxiao looked at her handiwork with anticipation.

Even though Jiang Yexun thought it was a bit effeminate for a man to apply skincare products, he wouldn’t refuse any request from the young woman. "Sure, wash your face first," Su Xiaoxiao pulled on his clothing and led him to the restroom in the courtyard.

Jiang Yexun carried two enamel basins. He washed his face, patting it dry with his hands.

Su Xiaoxiao flattened one moisturizing pill in the palm of her hand and rubbed it to emulsify it before applying it gently to one side of Jiang Yexun’s face.

He put his hands in his pockets and bent over, allowing his ruggedly handsome face to loom large in front of Su Xiaoxiao. When she saw his vast, starry eyes filled with warm affection, she was nearly rendered weak in the knees.

She felt her legs almost giving way and swaying under the gaze of those bright, affectionate eyes. She couldn’t resist leaning closer to him, and in the end, she kissed his slightly dry and cool lips.

When she came into contact with Jiang Yexun’s chest, her heart raced madly. She felt her breathing becoming more rapid, her entire body feeling incredibly soft. Jiang Yexun’s broad hand wrapped around her waist, keeping her body close to his.

The tenderness and softness of the young girl, like a vine, hung on him. It made Jiang Yexun want to turn her into a palm-sized, hidden treasure, never to be seen by others again.

"Kiss me." Su Xiaoxiao waited for a considerable span, her longing growing somewhat impatient as his descent remained elusive.

Yet her voice, so excessively tender, was akin to the sweetness of honey.

Jiang Yexun gazed upon the girl nestled within the cradle of his arms, her eyes agleam with bright anticipation. A brilliantly radiant smile graced his countenance as he found himself deeply enamored with the enchanting visage of the ingenue before him.

Observing the girl’s petulant pout, he inclined his head once more, his lips gently reuniting with hers, as vibrant as ripe cherries. Driven by an insatiable yearning, a desire never wholly satiated, each of his kisses held an urgency and intensity, much like a tempestuous storm ravaging tender blossoms, desiring to crush and devour them.

Due to the unquenchable yearning within his heart, one that had never been wholly satiated, each of his kisses bore an intensity and urgency, akin to a fierce and voracious tempest ravaging delicate blossoms, as if he intended to crush them and consume their essence.

His large hand encircling her slender waist recalled the sensation of morning’s fingertips grazing her smooth, silken flesh, and he couldn’t resist delving in once more. The warm fingertips, tracing over the delicate and velvety skin, caused the girl to quiver, as the rough calluses grating against her made her tremble.

Yet, Jiang Yexun adamantly denied her retreat. Not only did he embrace her more tightly, but he also held her waist in a grip as fragile as porcelain. The girl whimpered softly, a blend of innocence and coquetry, her body pliant like a delicate vine clinging to Jiang Yexun.

As his audacious hand continued its exploration, every point of contact seemed electrified, leaving Su Xiaoxiao feeling as though her very bones had turned to jelly, and she longed to press herself closer to Jiang Yexun.

Tighter, even tighter.

She wished that they could emerge as one.