202: Chapter 201: They’re All Wolves, No Need to Disguise as Sheep 202: Chapter 201: They’re All Wolves, No Need to Disguise as Sheep “Of course.” Shen Yan muttered to himself, making room for Tingting.
He then followed a girl from a minority group to learn how to dance.
When Tingting saw Shen Yan leave, she smoothly took a seat next to Song Yun, pulled a beer from the box on the ground, opened it, took a small sip, and chuckled, “I don’t understand how you guys can enjoy beer; it’s so bitter.”
“It depends on the person,” replied Song Yun, emptying the contents of his beer bottle in one go.
“Drinking with someone you don’t click with is tasteless even with the most expensive liquor.
You know, for men, drinking is a tool to gauge character.
Do you know when a man is at his most honest?”
Seeing the other person shake their head in coordination, Song Yun continued, “A man is most honest when he’s drunk.
His demeanor with alcohol reflects his true nature; a bad drunk likely has a rotten core too.”
Tingting listened to Song Yun impart his knowledge, sipping her beer slowly.
Before long, she finished the bottle.
“Come on, let’s go dance,” Tingting said with a smile, standing up and pulling on Song Yun’s hand.
“I’d love to, but I don’t know how,” Song Yun responded with a shoulder shrug, smiling.
“I wouldn’t want to embarrass myself in front of a pretty girl.
It could lower her opinion of me.”
“You really know how to joke,” Tingting laughed, covering her mouth with her hand relentlessly.
“Look at those people down there; how many do you think can really dance?
They’re just here to vent.
Come on, refusing a lady’s invitation is really impolite, you know.”
“Alright then.” Song Yun followed Tingting into the fray, setting down his beer bottle.
Down below, a group of people had begun dancing around the bonfire, hands linked and enthusiastically shouting from time to time.
Song Yun joined in with Tingting and started to mimic their dance.
“Isn’t that Song Yun?
Why is a woman following him?” Li Shishi nudged Qingluan, who was wildly enjoying herself.
Looking back, Qingluan saw, and thought, Yeah, it is him.
Who is that woman daring to woo Song Yun right in front of me?
“Let’s go snatch Song Yun back.”
“Maybe we shouldn’t,” Xiao Qing tried to dissuade the two women raring to go.
“We didn’t think to invite Senior Brother Song down to dance with us at first.
Now that he’s found a dance partner, we should let him have some fun there.”
Xiao Qin and Xiao Yin exchanged glances and shrugged at each other, “Men, they all want to go out and play for a few days each month.
Look at Shen Yan; we keep him on a tight leash, but he’d speak his mind if he truly meant it.
With men, a gentle hand lasts longer.
Press too hard, and you might just push them away.”
“I just can’t stand that flirty vixen twirling around Song Yun like that,” Qingluan complained, her face flushed.
“If Song Yun invited you to dance like that, would you dare?” Xiao Qin provocatively asked.
“Actually,” Xiao Yin said thoughtfully, “the saying goes ‘New is good, but old is comfortable.’ But with women, it’s sometimes better to hold on loosely.
Let them feel loved and free.
That way, they’ll stick around.
So don’t get jealous over every little thing.
You need to trust that Mr.
Song Yun can handle the situation smoothly; give him some faith.”
While Xiao Yin and Xiao Qin were consoling the group, Song Yun and Tingting were getting increasingly into the dance.
Their coordination improved with every step.
Breathless after a dance, Tingting rested in Song Yun’s arms and gasped, “I didn’t expect you to have such stamina and quick understanding.
I only showed you a little, and you’ve got it; I’m impressed.”
“Ha!
A master once urged me to convert to Buddhism and join him in his teachings.
You can’t imagine the scene; it was earthshaking.
They sent hundreds of Buddhist disciples to invite me,” Song Yun laughed cheekily.
“I nearly agreed, but then I remembered monks can’t marry.
How could someone as dashing as me waste away in a monastery?
So I flatly refused.”
“You are something else,” Tingting laughed into Song Yun’s embrace, too weak from laughing to continue.
“If you’d gone with him back then, you wouldn’t have met me tonight.” She then whispered seductively in Song Yun’s ear, the allure was undeniable.
Damn it, she’s already starting to tempt me?
Although Song Yun had abstained for quite a while and it might be time to indulge again, he found it embarrassing to blatantly take someone back with several pairs of eyes watching.
“Come with me tonight, okay?” Tingting rubbed her knee against Song Yun’s thigh continuously.
“Well…
um,” Song Yun chuckled nervously.
“Wouldn’t it be a bit inappropriate to go to your place?
Your sisters might see and get the wrong idea.”
“A few of them fancy you quite a bit.
Maybe they’ll join us for a threesome,” Tingting’s voice, witch-like, echoed seductively in Song Yun’s ear – threesome, threesome, threesome.
Damn it, this girl’s determined to have me.
But if a threesome really is in the cards, I might risk taking the night off or sneaking out at midnight.
“You know, I am a gentleman after all,” Song Yun said earnestly.
“If you keep teasing me like this, I might lose control.
You do know that men are like hungry tigers; they dine and dash without looking back.
You’re not worried that I’ll consume you completely tonight?”
“Oh, come with me,” Tingting pulled Song Yun and ran off, heading to a small grove of trees nearby.
Seeing the pitch-black area, Song Yun was alarmed; was this feisty woman looking to have a tryst in the wild?
Whoa there, beauty, aren’t we moving too fast?
I’m a traditional man, after all; watch out, I might scream for help.
After running out of steam, Tingting stopped and sat on a rock, then patted the space beside her, gesturing for Song Yun to sit.
Song Yun sighed inwardly – fortune or misfortune cannot be avoided; it seemed today’s events wouldn’t be easy to resolve.
Once Song Yun sat down, Tingting quickly moved onto his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck, looking into his eyes with an infatuated smile, “This is a nice spot.”
Song Yun looked around at the deserted place and smirked, “Are you suggesting we do it here?
That seems a bit hasty.”
“So what if we do?
We’re all wolves; no need to pretend to be sheep,” Tingting declared boldly.