203: Chapter 202: The Arrival of the Goddess 203: Chapter 202: The Arrival of the Goddess Tingting hooked her arm around Song Yun’s neck and kissed him with wide-open mouth, then bit hard on his neck.
After a moment, they separated, and Tingting’s face blushed, looking even more beguiling as she suggested, “How about we spice things up?” While speaking, she reached down with her small hand and pulled down the zipper of Song Yun’s pants, then knelt down.
Song Yun had never experienced such stimulation before and didn’t even get a chance to exclaim when someone else suddenly spoke up from the side.
A loud roar came from the bushes nearby, and then a man and a woman crawled out—damn, what was going on?
Couldn’t you two make a bit of noise when you’re making love?
Aren’t you aware that you could actually scare someone to death?
Tingting heard it too and quickly straightened her clothes, then considerately zipped up Song Yun’s pants.
The couple, who hadn’t expected anyone else to be there, was also stunned.
By the light of the moon, it was clear that this was Shen Yan and that little sister who had pulled him to dance—who would have thought you two would enjoy playing outdoors like this?
What’s the meaning of a gentleman like you bringing a lady out for a nighttime tryst, couldn’t you just get a room?
Shen Yan, having clearly seen Song Yun, chuckled awkwardly and said, “Please, carry on…
don’t mind us, sorry for interrupting.”
“And you realize you’ve interrupted us, huh?
Forget it, let’s all head back,” Song Yun said, shaking his head regretfully.
What’s meant to be will always find a way; what’s not meant to be will inevitably falter.
Having been caught in the act, Song Yun no longer felt like continuing.
After returning with Tingting, Song Yun and Shen Yan, both acting shamelessly, took seats at the edge of the beach and began to drink.
Once they started, they couldn’t stop—Song Yun preoccupied with his thoughts, Shen Yan similarly distracted—and within half an hour, they had polished off an entire case of beer.
Looking up at the full moon, Song Yun couldn’t help but wonder about the RB goddess.
Was she planning to return now?
Or had she been detained in Sunan City by the butler?
As for the butler, Song Yun had great admiration for him; he was quite old, yet still had the energy to meddle in the affairs of his youngers.
It was always said that Inner Family Skill grows stronger with practice, and as it appeared, it was true.
Song Yun had only heard the older generation speak of such things, but they had never mentioned that speaking of Cao Cao would make him appear.
As Song Yun enjoyed the night breeze laced with a hint of chill, someone suddenly blindfolded him.
At first, he thought it was Tingting playing a prank, but when the person spoke, his heart sank.
The person was speaking RB language, and there was even a woman beside her translating.
“Mr.
Song, I told you that I would definitely find you, so here I am,” said the RB woman.
“…” was Song Yun’s response.
He sprung to his feet and stared in shock at the vaguely familiar face.
Hadn’t Second Grandpa told the butler to block her for him?
How had she managed to show up?
Was this some kind of joke?
“Mr.
Song, I thought you were in Sunan City, haven’t expected you to run off to hn,” the RB goddess said with a smile, leaving Shen Yan dumbfounded.
Holy crap?
How was Song Yun’s love life so intense—flanked by three exquisite women, plus Tingting out there flirting, and now an international friend popped up?
Just by her voice, another RB, Song Yun, Song Yun, you truly brought glory to the nation.
“No one stopped you?” Song Yun asked with a twitch in his eye.
“Yes, in Sunan City there was an old man who was very powerful.
He said he wouldn’t allow me to find you, but in the end, through my persistent love, that old man agreed to let me talk to you though not touch you.
He’s really a good person,” the RB goddess said gently.
“Besides, how could I possibly lay a hand on my Mr.
Song?”
“Hehe…
you can just call me Song Yun,” Song Yun said, taking a step back, cursing inwardly, Butler oh butler, you’ve really set me up, how could you leave this ticking time bomb with me?
She promised not to touch me, but she didn’t promise not to touch my women.
“Okay, then I’ll call you Yun,” the RB goddess said thoughtfully.
“The name Yun is very nice.
Just thinking of your name makes me feel happy.”
“Hehe, just saying that will do,” Song Yun was at a loss as to how to deal with this stubborn woman.
“We were too young, mere kids just tasting the sweet side of love.
And we were never together, so what you felt was just unrequited love.
Don’t waste your time on me anymore.”
“Unrequited love?” Her expression turned sour but quickly switched back to a smile as she said, “Love can cloud one’s judgement, and I am that woman.
I loved you once, and I still do, staunchly unchanged.”
“So many years have passed; you should’ve learned to let go.
We haven’t seen each other for how many years?
I hardly recognized you just now.
To me now, you’re just a familiar stranger, so go back to RB,” Song Yun urged.
The RB goddess stared at Song Yun earnestly and replied, “My teacher once fell in love with a man who left after sharing her bed, leaving her alone in RB.
Recently, she found traces of that man, and by my calculations, they must have found each other by now.
They hadn’t seen each other for over twenty years but look at them—wanting to be together upon meeting again.
When compared to our mere four or five years apart, we’re incredibly fortunate.”
Song Yun’s face turned green.
Damn it, old man, why did you have to go international?
Now I’m also being relentlessly pursued by a RB woman.
Seeing Song Yun’s expression, she maintained her smiling facade and said, “I’ve thought of you unceasingly over the years, so I don’t want to give up.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t recognize me; that’s because I’ve changed.
As long as you remember me, that’s enough.
As far as being strangers, we’re adults now; no one will manage us, nor do we need to consider others’ opinions.
So, we will become familiar with each other.”
“What you persist in might not be right, and I might not be the one you loved before.
We’ve changed so much over the years.
I’m not the same person I once was; I never loved you before, so how could I love you now?” Song Yun sighed.