Chapter 17: Bed sheets are delicate and cannot be exposed to water.

Li Yue'er held the hot water bottle, struggling internally for a while, but didn't dare to put the fragrant and warm hot water bottle under her feet.

My hands are warm, but my feet are really cold.

Seeing that the mistress was indeed looking down at her book and ignoring her, Li Yue'er furtively turned to the side and bent her legs, pretending to be close to the mistress, but actually using her two feet to clamp the mistress's hot feet.

Even though she was menstruating, the other woman's body temperature was higher than hers, and her skin was smooth and hot, which made Li Yue'er use her foot to lift up the mistress's nightgown and rub her legs together with one of her calves.

The warmth and fragrance of jade are nothing more than this.

Li Yue'er flattered, "Mistress, you're so hot! It's just as warm inside as it is outside."

Qu Rong, "..."

Qu Rong originally had no such intention, but Li Yue'er was really proactive.

Li Yue'er probably knew her role with her, so she tried every possible way to have sex with her, otherwise she wouldn't dare to lie on her bed with a clear conscience.

Qu Rong remained silent for a moment, then closed the book. "Just tonight."

Li Yue'er looked up at her blankly, "?"

What do you mean, only tonight?

Before Li Yue'er could understand what the mistress was thinking, the book in the mistress's hand was slammed down on her face.

Then the mistress's hot hands began to ignite her cold skin.

From the chest to the waist and abdomen, from the knees to the soles of the legs.

Li Yue'er twisted and turned, and the book was knocked off and placed under her head, so that even when she turned her head to breathe, she could smell the faint scent of ink from the book.

The scent of books mingled with the unique fragrance of cold plum blossoms belonging to the mistress on the pillow, causing Li Yue'er's cheeks to flush and her face to steam.

Only now did she understand what the mistress meant.

She was able to get into her mistress's bed because her mistress wanted her to serve her, and she could satisfy her mistress in various ways. Between the two of them, she was the one who served her.

But now it was the mistress who was satisfying her.

That's why I said it would only happen tonight.

Li Yue'er used her increasingly muddled and sluggish mind to think that the mistress must have felt guilty for suddenly calling her over to sleep with her. Seeing her rubbing against her, she assumed that Li Yue'er wanted it and thus agreed to satisfy her once. But this guilt was only enough for her to "enjoy" it once.

After all, in their relationship, it was she who needed to please and serve the mistress, not the other way around.

After figuring it out, Li Yue'er hooked her legs around the waist of her mistress.

Qu Rong said with disdain, "You're too cold."

Li Yue'er knew, of course, that she felt cold. She had never been able to warm herself up since she was a child, and she drank herbal medicine for two years because of it. Later, when her family suffered a misfortune and could no longer afford the medicine, she became even less able to warm her feet.

In previous winters, her feet would be cold when she woke up.

Before her younger sister was born, she shared a blanket with her mother. Her mother's feet were also cold, so she slept at the foot of the bed, and her mother held her feet to warm them.

Now that she's in the Qu family, Li Yue'er hasn't even worried about how to keep warm in the winter. In the blink of an eye, she's in the mistress's bed, snuggling into her warm quilt.

It's true that youth is a blessing; the mistress, who is a year younger than her, is much warmer.

Li Yue'er's cool lips pressed against the mistress's neck, kissing her softly and lightly. At the same time, she held the mistress's wrist with her other hand and pulled her down, saying, "Feel here, it's warm inside."

This heat is only compared to Li Yue'er's icy skin.

Qu Rong glanced at Li Yue'er sideways.

The bed curtains on both sides were still hanging up, and the bright candlelight shone on Li Yue'er's emotional face.

Qu Rong thought that she, in her budding state, was even more beautiful than the pink peony in full bloom on the bed sheet.

After the ceremony, the mistress went to the washroom to wash her hands and change her menstrual pad.

Li Yue'er quickly tidied herself up and then crawled back into bed to wait for her mistress.

She was incredibly arrogant, actually letting her mistress, who was menstruating, have a good time with her.

Li Yue'er felt extremely guilty, so when the mistress returned, she pretended to be asleep and closed her eyes.

Qu Rong cut the wick in half and covered the dim light with a lampshade, so that it would be convenient to get up at night and the candlelight would not affect her sleep.

Qu Rong lay back down on the bed.

I couldn't fall asleep no matter how much I tossed and turned, and now that I've finally lay down, my eyelids feel heavy.

His hands moved expertly to the side.

Li Yue'er felt warm now; her skin was warm and felt like jade to the touch.

As soon as the mistress's hand reached out, Li Yue'er's eyelashes began to tremble slightly. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the other woman's fingers happened to rest on her pubic bone.

Are you coming again?

Li Yue'er dared not utter a sound. She noticed that the other person's fingers were about to slide inward along her pubic bone. Li Yue'er endured the tingling sensation that had just subsided, her ears turning red, and silently spread her legs apart.

She had already cooperated to this extent, but the mistress suddenly withdrew her hand, then turned to lie on her side, placing her other hand directly in her arms and grasping it firmly.

Li Yue'er, "..."

The mistress did it on purpose; she could have easily found the place she wanted to touch, but she chose to go to a place with other implications.

Li Yue'er blushed from her ears to her face. Luckily, the light inside the tent was dim, otherwise she would have been completely blushing.

"Wasn't she asleep?" the mistress asked.

Li Yue'er opened her eyes and looked at her with a deep gaze.

I couldn't see the mistress's expression clearly, but I could see the light in her eyes.

She didn't need a lantern to know that the mistress was laughing at her.

Li Yue'er felt a surge of shame. She pulled the blanket over her smooth shoulders and pretended to turn over so that her back was to her mistress.

Qu Rong looked at her hand, which was resting on Li Yue'er's arm, suddenly suspended in mid-air, and gave a soft "Hmm?"

...Li Yue'er, being utterly spineless, silently moved her bottom back, turned her back to the mistress, and snuggled into the mistress's arms, even pulling out her arm to put it on the mistress's forearm.

This position makes it easier for her to play with Qu Rong.

If it weren't for the fact that both "being done this" and "doing this" during menstruation are bad for one's health, Qu Rong wouldn't have only done it once.

After she had had her fill of playing with him, Qu Rong said softly, "Let's go to sleep."

His voice carried a languid weariness from the aftermath.

Li Yue'er was also exhausted. Her mistress placed her hand in her arms, and Li Yue'er bent her arm against the bed, her fingers naturally pointing upwards and resting on her mistress's wrist, and she slowly fell asleep like that.

When she woke up in the early morning, the mistress was already up.

Li Yue'er could not find her clothes again.

Yesterday, the mistress suddenly felt a surge of inspiration and, noticing that her palms were wet, casually pulled out her bra pad and placed it under her buttocks.

Li Yue'er weakly resisted with a soft hum. She didn't have many clothes to begin with, and she had already lost two sets.

The mistress glanced at her then, saying, "The sheets are delicate and can't get wet."

Li Yue'er, "..."

Let's use her strapless top then.

Her tube top was made of cheap material, which could be washed and cleaned, and she didn't mind wearing it; she could still use it after washing.

But when she woke up and looked again, not only was the wrinkled tube top gone, but even the clothes she wore last night were nowhere to be found.

Li Yue'er was sitting on the bed, about to reach out and lift a corner of the bed curtain to peek outside, when a pair of slender, fair hands directly lifted the curtain from the outside.

Li Yue'er reacted quickly, pulling the blanket over herself and instinctively looking up.

Qu Rong stood by the bed, looked down at her, and chuckled, "What are you hiding? It's not like we haven't seen it before."

Li Yue'er remained silent.

Li Yue'er took a deep breath, met her mistress's gaze, raised an eyebrow and smiled, slowly loosened the blankets covering her, and slightly straightened her back and chest, "If Mistress wants to see, how dare this servant hide it~"

Qu Rong, "..."

Qu Rong glanced down, then glanced down again, her lips pressed tightly together, wanting to say something but too shy to speak.

The response to Li Yue'er was her letting go of the bed curtains and closing them again, along with three soft words: "Shameless."

Li Yue'er pulled the blankets back into her arms and slowly wrapped herself up.

If the mistress says she's shameless, then let her be shameless.

At least compared to someone else, she dared to admit it.

Unlike someone who clearly loves it dearly, yet dresses neatly and puts on a serious face.

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Moon: If you're ashamed, then don't eat it.

Mistress: What a beautiful day! (Looks up, pretending not to hear)