59: Chapter 59 Tong Liya experiences ultimate temptation

"Hey!" Lei Jiayin nudged Song Zuer beside him with his elbow and called out in a low voice.

Song Zuer was sitting with her knees hugged, and the startle made her delicate body flinch. She blinked her large, bright eyes, looking completely confused: "What are you doing?"

"This is a married man, you know. Your eyeballs are almost popping out, what are you staring so intently at?" Lei Jiayin was bored and couldn't help but tease the youngest actress in the team.

"Looking isn't illegal, anyway, they aren't really married." Song Zuer's pretty face flushed pink. She deliberately glanced at Tong Liya and the other two women sitting in the distance, retorting with a lack of confidence.

Lei Jiayin's eyes widened instantly. Good heavens, I was just joking, and I actually dug up a massive secret.

Saying this kind of thing in private was fine, but if it were brought out into the open, the harmonious atmosphere of the whole team would definitely be ruined instantly.

"They are legally married with a red certificate, why wouldn't they be 'really' married?" Lei Jiayin lowered his voice, deciding to properly enlighten this naive little girl.

Everyone was in the same boat; he didn't want the show to turn into a catfight over a man. The ratings might explode, but no one would be able to save face.

"The red certificate is just a piece of paper. Without a real emotional foundation, it's useless even if they are married."

"What makes you so sure they don't have feelings for each other?"

"Brother Lei, you've been married, right?" Song Zuer suddenly asked back.

Lei Jiayin froze for half a second, then nodded honestly.

"Since you've been married, let me ask you. When you take your wife out on a trip, would you two have absolutely no intimate interaction? No holding hands, no hugging, not even a shadow of a kiss! Is there any normal couple in the world who acts like this?"

Lei Jiayin opened his mouth wide, his brain spinning rapidly. Come to think of it, this girl's logic is actually unassailable.

Thinking along these lines, the behavior of Lin Chen and Tong Liya and the others was indeed strangely distant. Although they chatted and laughed together, for instance, just now Guli Nazha had pounced on Lin Chen from behind, but that action felt more like deliberately acting cute in front of friends; it lacked the sticky intimacy naturally displayed by a couple.

"Maybe... they are big stars concerned about their image, so they are being restrained? The whole car is full of cameras; they can't just be lovey-dovey in front of the lens, they have to consider social influence." Lei Jiayin forcefully found an excuse.

"Holding hands would have what kind of impact! Could it turn this travel variety show into an R-rated Japanese film and get it banned?"

Lei Jiayin was left speechless. He irritably scratched his large head, his face scrunching up: "Young lady, do you Gen Z kids all talk so aggressively and arrogantly?"

Song Zuer blinked her large eyes and continued to stare at Lin Chen: "I'm not being arrogant, I'm just stating facts. Besides, they issued a clarification statement from the beginning; it was a misunderstanding to begin with."

"So... so what?"

"No 'so what'. You don't think this young lady just had her first crush and actually fell in love with Brother Lin Chen, right?"

"Isn't that the case?"

Song Zuer sighed longly: "Big brother, at most it counts as having a good impression, do you understand what a good impression is? You really take me for some brainless fangirl full of fantasies?"

Lei Jiayin breathed a sigh of relief and grinned evilly: "Understand, I understand too well. A top-tier man will always involuntarily radiate lethal charm, just like me; I also often worry about this kind of thing."

"Shut up, you're making me want to throw up!"

"You little brat, looking for a scolding, aren't you!"

"Sister Dandan, help! Lei Jiayin is hitting people!"

...

In July, the Mongolia grasslands have surprisingly long days. Because there were no tall buildings to block the view, the sunset didn't retract its last dazzling glow until eight in the evening.

On the open ground, the whole roasted lamb was finally finished. The entire lamb was roasted to be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, golden all over.

A layer of shiny grease oozed from the skin, and as the fat dripped onto the red charcoal below, it made an alluring "sizzling" sound, and the rich aroma of meat drifted with the wind.

Everyone had long since spread out a picnic blanket on the grass, sitting in a circle, waiting expectantly. The moisture-proof mat was covered with various snacks and drinks.

Liu Shishi lifted her beautiful face: "Lin Chen, what time can we eat? My stomach has been flat with hunger for a long time."

"No rush, wait for Uncle Bayar's family to come over." Lin Chen turned the iron rack.

Lei Jiayin suggested: "Should I drive the SUV to meet them?"

"No need, they're here."

"Where?"

Everyone looked in the direction Lin Chen was pointing. On the distant horizon, a few horses were galloping toward the camp against the evening breeze.

Uncle Bayar had brought his whole family. Except for his young daughter and grandson who were riding together on one horse, the rest were one person per horse, fully displaying the rugged style of the nomadic people.

These herdsmen were simple and honest. Facing a group of big stars who were usually high and mighty, they appeared very reserved. Since they couldn't even speak Mandarin, they didn't make much small talk when they arrived at the camp and directly shoved local specialties into everyone's arms.

Milk skin, dried beef, homemade mare's milk wine, large pieces of milk curd... Everyone's arms were full of things.

Uncle Bayar also gave Lin Chen a beautiful Mongolia short knife separately. The handle was curved and carved, and the fifteen-centimeter-long blade gleamed with a cold, sharp light.

"Thank you so much!"

"Uncle, you are spending too much!"

"Don't just stand there, hurry up and sit down to eat together!"

Faced with such enthusiasm, Tong Liya and Sister Dandan thanked them repeatedly and hurriedly invited the herdsman's family to take their seats.

Lin Chen held the brand-new Mongolia knife, skillfully slicing off the golden, crispy roasted lamb and distributing it into everyone's large bowls.

Afterwards, he signaled for everyone to raise their cups. The three big men poured full cups of strong mare's milk wine, while the women held juice and drinks.

"In such a beautiful night, Sister Dandan is our backbone, you take the lead and say a few words." Lin Chen suggested.

Sister Dandan didn't decline, raised her glass, and said loudly: "Okay, big sister will say a few simple words! As the saying goes, it takes a hundred years of cultivation to travel in the same boat, and a thousand years to sleep on the same pillow. We can sit on the grassland today eating meat and drinking alcohol; this fate must be worth at least several hundred years! For the sake of this fate, we must eat and drink well tonight! Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

The cups clinked, and everyone drank it all in one gulp. The three men, including Lin Chen, were also drinking authentic mare's milk wine for the first time. The alcohol content wasn't high, and as it flowed down the throat, it carried a rich milky fragrance.

After three rounds of drinks, they finally started officially eating the roasted meat. The fresh, freshly slaughtered fatty lamb, combined with Lin Chen's master-level heat control, tasted absolutely killer.

"My god! It's so fragrant!"

"It tastes explodingly good!"

"It's over, it's over, this taste is too intoxicating, I could definitely finish half a lamb by myself tonight!"

"Lin Chen, your skills are simply invincible!"

"Yaya, the three of you are simply too happy! Having such a god-tier chef at home, serving you with different tricks every day, it must be absolutely amazing!"

The female celebrities, who were usually high and mighty and only ate boiled vegetables to maintain their figures, completely abandoned their idol baggage at this moment. They even thought chopsticks were too slow and directly reached out their fair, delicate hands to grab the oily roasted meat and stuff it into their mouths.

Tong Liya bit down on the crispy lamb skin, her rosy, plump lips stained with shiny grease. Her pink little tongue poked out from her red lips, curling the grease from the corners of her mouth into her mouth.

Because she was eating too vigorously, her chest heaved violently, and her full breasts trembled continuously under her collar. The lamb was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the juices flowed down her snow-white fingers, the scene full of the most primitive, carnal temptation.