0016 Nine-flowered Gardenia (Part 3) [Micro H]

The boy, consumed by jealousy, suddenly had a wicked idea. He twisted up the corner of his clothes, pretending it was goose down, and lightly and delicately scraped the soles of the girl's feet.

Caught off guard by his tickling, Shu Fu shuddered from the itch and tried to pull her legs up slightly.

Unexpectedly, he went a step further, no longer using the hem of her clothes as a medium, but instead pressing his fingers directly onto the skin of her calves, slowly and gently swirling them along the slender lines of her legs.

Shufu felt weak all over from his teasing. As she gradually realized that his fingers seemed not to be satisfied with just messing around in the space of her calves, and even wanted to go further up, she hurriedly brought her knees together.

The girl's inner thighs were already slightly damp, but she couldn't let him know, otherwise she would be admitting defeat to him.

Shu Fu didn't know what had gotten into him, but she wasn't exactly a pushover either.

Driven by a desire for revenge, the woman deliberately rubbed her toes against his body.

The young girl's jade-like toes were unpainted, revealing a clean and healthy pinkish-red hue.

She found his lower abdomen and gently pushed upwards along the muscle lines, as if sending an electric current through him.

Zhan Yaoguang's breathing tightened inch by inch with each movement.

After going a little higher, Shu Fu suddenly paused, and then without hesitation, she lightly touched his chest and began to draw circles in the same way he did.

The boy's whole body tensed up suddenly, and a tingling sensation traveled from the red dot on his chest all over his body, easily making his manhood stand erect three inches below his navel.

She's just too amazing!

Zhan Yaoguang was aroused by her and desperately tried to avoid her movements in order to cover up his various embarrassing situations.

But the mezzanine was too narrow, and he could not hide any further. He could only watch as she slowly returned to her original spot.

Those feet hovered in mid-air for a moment, as if deliberately teasing him, catching the young man's heart high in the air.

Shu Fu paused for only a few breaths before slowly placing her feet on the boy's erect genitals.

The feet of a noblewoman, pampered and cherished, are more delicate than the face of an ordinary person, without a single callus, and are entirely soft and smooth to the touch.

Zhan Yaoguang couldn't help but hum, his desire growing stronger in the corners of his eyes and brows.

Shu Fu was also startled. She had only intended to tease him, but she hadn't expected his reaction to be so strong.

Touching his genitals was not intentional; she simply wanted to rub against his lower abdomen again to see if he would still pull away at the slightest touch as before. Unexpectedly, she misjudged the location and accidentally touched his penis.

The boy's penis was thick and long, hot as a branding iron. It swelled vigorously the moment she touched it.

If it weren't for her clothes, the blow would probably have hit her arch directly.

The incense burner placed in the carriage emitted a hot, dry mist, causing Shu Fu to break out in a fine layer of sweat.

She was at a loss, but knew she couldn't stay any longer, so she tried to pull her foot back before Zhan Yaoguang could recover.

As for shoes and socks... he can't keep refusing to give them to her forever.

Seeing that Shu Fu was about to leave, Zhan Yaoguang didn't have time to think and hurriedly grabbed her slender ankle.

Overwhelmed by emotions, Zhan Yaoguang became increasingly unwilling to let her go.

So the boy resorted to the most primitive method of courtship—humbly pleading.

He wrote on Shufu's calf with his fingertips: Don't go.

He wrote it several times in a row, but because he couldn't see her expression clearly, he couldn't fathom her state of mind. He could only plead with the utmost sincerity.

He was unaware that Shufu was also experiencing a mental struggle at that moment.

This was the third time; it was the third time he had openly displayed his desire in front of her.

Could it be that all young men are like him, so hot-tempered that they can be easily ignited?

Shu Fu was both embarrassed and annoyed, but she was genuinely worried about him.

She took him in out of kindness, but if he had to endure this constantly during their time together, and if he ever developed an illness from holding it in, wouldn't she feel guilty for the rest of her life?

After all, a flaw in a perfect gem is the most regrettable thing. Such a bright and charming young man should never be afflicted with such a hidden illness!

Shu Fu quietly cheered herself up. So what if she had to give up her feet? He had already caressed her tender breasts, so one more time wouldn't make a difference.

She struggled slightly with her legs, and Zhan Yaoguang's eyes darkened slightly before she finally let go.

But the girl did not leave as he expected. Instead, she carefully reached out to his abdomen and gently pushed aside his clothes.

At first, Zhan Yaoguang didn't understand what she was going to do, but by the time she came to her senses, it was too late to stop her—

She explored the edge of his trousers, and with a slight flick of her toe, slipped inside.

The girl's feet, like slender and tender serpents, gently covered his erect penis, instinctively moving up and down along the shaft.

Zhan Yaoguang was caught off guard by the situation and had no time to think about it.

The soft, supple flesh clung to the base of desire, enveloping it and gently caressing it, sending waves of terrifying pleasure crashing over it.

A few simple back-and-forth rubbing motions were enough to overwhelm him; she must be a goddess from heaven!

The young man's heart burned with passion. If she were in front of him right now, he would do everything he could to kiss her lips, even if she would drive him away afterward and he had to continue his life of hiding. He would still want to do that.

Shu Fu, inside the carriage, clutched her rapidly beating heart, and her legs involuntarily clenched together.

Even though Zhan Yaoguang didn't do anything more to her, a wetness still uncontrollably seeped from between her legs.

Though she couldn't see him, she could feel the boy's burgeoning vitality. Hot and large, with prominent veins, if she did *that* with him, she would surely die, she definitely would!

As the wheels rolled forward, a small section of magnolia blossoms emerged from the lucky bottle on the small table. Its petals were as if washed clean, clear and pure as snow. Propelled by the fragrant mist emanating from the honey pill, it gently exhaled a drop of morning dew.

Shu Fu's gaze swept over it, but the cool drop of water did not touch her heart; her heart was still pounding.

Somewhat at a loss, she abandoned her previous repeated manipulation of the shaft and instead used her toe to probe the urethral opening. She felt a clear liquid seeping out and curiously pressed down on the opening.

A tingling sensation rushed upwards, but she stubbornly blocked it. Zhan Yaoguang's Adam's apple bobbed, and he slightly raised his neck. This ambiguous, almost imperceptible feeling made his spine go weak.

In the cramped and humid space, the heat emanating from the boy's body almost materialized, enveloping him layer by layer, and waves of pleasure surged through him.

At the same time, Shu Yin was groggily awakened by the jolting of the carriage. Looking at Shu Fu, she murmured, "Second sister, what's wrong? Why is your face so red?"

Shu Fu trembled in surprise, her foot still moving with force, brushing past his lower abdomen. The young man's ejaculation was released, and warm liquid gushed out, all of it shooting onto the girl's snow-white instep.

Zhan Yaoguang took deep breaths to calm the surging pleasure he was experiencing.

Once he calmed down, he looked down and saw Shufu's dirty feet, and felt a pang of shame. Just as he was about to find something to clean them for her, Shufu quietly handed him a handkerchief.

Shu Fu buried her hands under the felt blanket, subtly lowering her body to slip the handkerchief down, while simultaneously responding to Shu Yin, who had just woken up: "Third sister slept well, we're almost there."

Shu Yin nodded and rinsed her mouth with the tea that Shu Fu pushed over.

Inside the partition, Zhan Yaoguang meticulously cleaned the stains from her clothes, put on silk stockings and shoes, and Shu Fu hurriedly pulled her legs back. Once Zhan Yaoguang closed the wooden partition, everything was as if nothing had happened.

Shu Yin pushed open the carriage window, and a warm breeze blew in. They had already left Chang'an City and were traveling through the verdant landscape outside the city. Along the way, she saw delicate green shoots emerging from the mountains, and the sky was frozen in a deep blue-green hue—a scene of vibrant spring colors.

Shu Yin lay by the window for a while, enjoying the breeze, then suddenly turned and asked, "Is Second Sister still angry with me about what happened at the Spring Festival banquet that day?"

Shu Fu paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I know that Third Sister was tricked, but I don't blame you for it."

Shu Yin felt a complex mix of emotions.

If Shufu knew that she had also played a part in this scheme, I wonder if she would still treat her with the same closeness.

"Third sister, don't be afraid. Even though Father is still in the Southern Frontier right now, Grandmother will be returning soon. At that time, Grandmother and Mother will definitely stand up for you and won't let the Liang family bully you like this."

Shu Yin paused slightly, then cautiously inquired, "Let's not talk about these things. I've already suffered this ordeal, and I'll definitely be entering the Liang family mansion in the future. Second sister, don't you have any resentment towards me at all?"

Shu Fu opened her lips, wanting to tell her that the Spring Festival banquet was not a big deal, and that marrying Liang Zhiyan was not her only option.

However, looking at Shu Yin's resolute face, she hesitated.

Shu Fu finally smiled nonchalantly: "We are blood sisters, how could Liang Dalangjun be more important than you? Don't worry, Third Sister, since you are willing to enter the Liang family, Second Sister will not say anything. I am already trying to find a way to dissolve the engagement with the Liang family, so that there will be no situation where sisters serve the same husband and bring shame to Father."

The Shu and Liang families are of similar social standing, and it's not like the Shu family's daughter is unwanted. If the two of them really entered the Liang family together, wouldn't that make Father and the Shu family look bad in front of the Liang family?

Shu Yin's expression was complicated, and she couldn't tell whether Shu Fu was genuinely indifferent to Liang Zhiyan's premarital affair or was simply scheming and patiently enduring it.

If it's the latter, Shu Fu has always been a straightforward and honest person; if it's the former, how could anyone not care about such a good man?

Moreover, Liang Zhiyan was deeply in love with her.

Shu Yin couldn't tell the difference, but she hoped that Shu Fu would keep her word and really not want to marry into the Liang family.

When the grandmother and madam have no other bargaining chips left, they may be able to help her become Liang Zhiyan's official wife.