Chapter 58: Flowing Living Water.
When Li Yue'er woke up, she always felt that someone was speaking in a low voice outside the door.
Unfortunately, there were many people talking, and no matter how low she spoke, she could still hear them.
The mistress beside her had already woken up, and the bedside was empty. Li Yue'er lost all sleepiness and got up immediately. She picked out a crimson dress and paired it with a willow-colored jacket, still dressed in bright colors.
To outsiders, she had to observe three years of mourning for Li Juren, so at the very least, her clothes couldn't be too brightly colored, like Su Rou's, who mainly wore light and plain colors. So, while others didn't know about her situation, Li Yue'er dressed as brightly as possible in the manor.
At her age, she should be looking good. In previous years, she had no choice but to wear coarse gray clothes. Now that she has a choice, she naturally wants to dress nicely.
The mistress is different from her.
The mistress clearly had her own preferences when it came to clothing colors. Apart from plain-colored nightgowns, her ordinary dresses were mostly in shades of blue and purple. Although they weren't very deep colors, they still accentuated her cool and aloof demeanor, making her appear more composed.
Li Yue'er tidied herself up and opened the door to see her composed mistress standing in front of a group of maids, letting them compare her to a flowerpot snowman.
Li Yue'er, "..."
Qu Rong held the hand warmer, pretending to look up at the snow scene, as if she had no idea that a group of maids were surrounding her, and that she couldn't hear their chattering.
She just happened to be wearing the same style of clothes as the snowman, and unintentionally styled her hair in the same bun as the snowman.
The snowman, which originally only resembled the real snowman by seven or eight points, now bears a nine-point resemblance to the real one thanks to the coincidence of the matriarch's appearance today.
In particular, Li Yue'er captured the mistress's aloof and indifferent demeanor very accurately. The way the snowman raised his face and lowered his eyes was exactly the same as the mistress's!
The maids were amazed and, while flattering their mistress, sincerely praised Li Yue'er's skillful hands.
Li Yue'er blinked and tiptoed to the side of the rattan and cinnabar.
As expected of the head maids of the mistress, Tenghuang and Dansha were much more composed, not squeezing into the group of junior maids at all, but standing far away by the door behind the mistress and watching.
Teng Huang had the sharpest eyesight; she spotted Li Yue'er the moment she opened the door. Now, seeing her come out, she didn't say a word, but her teasing and joking expression was written all over her face.
Li Yue'er bit her lip and looked up at the wooden figure.
Garcinia pulled her close and whispered, "I knew the mistress would like this gift."
It's alright...
Li Yue'er's eyes darted around and her ears turned red. She thought to herself that her mistress had used her birthday as an excuse to have sex with her three or four times.
When sitting in front, emotions are high and there's a lot of eagerness, so the climax comes faster. When playing around slowly and leisurely in the back, with more foreplay, the climax comes slower.
Teng Huang said, "The maids saw your snowman early this morning and were whispering and arguing about whether it was the mistress. When the mistress heard this, she stood there and didn't move, as if she was afraid that others wouldn't know that the snowman was carved in her likeness."
So this is the gift.
Fujiki asked in confusion, "Why are you blushing?"
Li Yue'er covered her face with her hands, her eyes full of honesty, "No, it was probably the wind."
Although she had read many Teng Huang novels, she had never experienced such matters. Even with her thick skin, she was still a young girl and would certainly not ask her about her bed with the mistress. It was just that she was feeling guilty and overthinking things.
With her hands on her hips, Teng Huang asked knowingly, "Yesterday, Xiao Xiao and I waited for you in the kitchen for ages, and then we couldn't find you at all when we were soaking in the hot springs. You promised to come play with us."
Li Yue'er clasped her hands together and apologized softly, "I'll go today, I'll definitely go today."
Only then did Teng Huang let her go.
When the maids saw Li Yue'er come out, they all looked at her with shining eyes.
The mistress glanced back and asked, "Are you up?"
In public, Li Yue'er still put on a show, gracefully walking to the mistress's side and giving her a gentle curtsy, "Greetings, Mistress."
Qu Rong nodded.
Seeing that the mistress was unusually easy to talk to today, the maids surrounded Li Yue'er, asking her all sorts of questions about how the snowman was carved. It wasn't until Su Rou came over that the maids let Li Yue'er go.
I rested yesterday, but I still have to attend classes today.
After the maids left, Li Yue'er raised her hand to her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up at Su Rou and saw Su Rou's gaze shifting between her and the mistress. She asked curiously, "Sister Su, what are you looking at?"
Su Rou smiled slightly, "I'm looking at your clothes."
Li Yue'er looked at the mistress.
The mistress's clothes today were mainly light blue, and the style was no different from usual. But Li Yue'er couldn't help but think that although the colors of the mistress's clothes and her own clothes were different, they matched exceptionally well.
If she wears red, the mistress will mainly wear turquoise. If she wears pink, the mistress will lean towards light purple.
Whether intentional or unintentional, the colors always complement each other harmoniously and without clashing when the two of them stand together.
Li Yue'er looked at the mistress with bright eyes. The mistress handed her the hand warmer, but Su Rou replied, "If you don't want to see us getting dressed, you can come back at night."
Su Rou, "..."
Su Rou wasn't interested.
Fujiwara was interested and eagerly followed behind his mistress, asking, "What time of night is it?"
She's perfectly comfortable with everything; she can even go without sleep.
cinnabar,"……"
The mistress glanced at her sideways, sending a sharp look flying at her.
It would be difficult to see them naked at night, but in the hazy, dark evening, you can see the two of them sitting in the hot spring bathing, wearing only thin, cool clothes.
Flower petals were scattered in the pool, and even a thin wooden tray with oranges and persimmons on it was placed there.
Not only could Li Yue'er not swim, but it was also her first time in a pool. She nervously held her mistress's hand and walked down the steps carefully, as if on thin ice, her eyes fixed on her feet, barely daring to breathe.
Even though she was being so cautious, the mistress still mischievously reached out and grabbed her waist, using the water's buoyancy to lift her upright to the very center of the hot spring pool.
Li Yue'er clung tightly to her mistress's shoulders and back, her legs curled up, her toes clenched, and her screams never stopped.
Finally, she found something that scared her.
Qu Rong slapped Li Yue'er's bottom with the hand that was wrapped around her thigh, "Don't scream."
If someone overheard, they would think she was doing something with Li Yue'er in the hot spring.
Li Yue'er: "Last night in bed, you didn't react like this when I called you."
Last night, after the bed curtains were closed, the louder she cried out, the more the mistress pushed her nightgown so that she would put her legs on her shoulders and eat even more deeply.
Qu Rong, "..."
There was no one else in the hot spring pool at the moment, so she tolerated Li Yue'er's frivolous remarks for the time being.
Reaching the center of the pool, Li Yue'er carefully slid down from the mistress's body. Once she was steady in the pool, her eyes slowly relaxed, and a smile involuntarily appeared on her lips. "It really is hot."
She touched the water around her waist with her fingers, feeling that she had learned something new from her mistress. Otherwise, she would have had a hard time imagining how comfortable these things were without having experienced them firsthand, just from the descriptions in books.
Qu Rong looked at her, "Aren't you afraid anymore?"
Li Yue'er was still a little scared, but she was fine if she stood still.
She couldn't help but look around.
The pool is a natural hot spring, and the estate was built around it specifically for this hot spring.
Light snow was still falling from the sky, and the sky was hazy but not gloomy, so she could see the distant mountains and the surrounding trees, as if she were in the open wilderness with no cover.
Li Yue'er's eyelashes fluttered, and as her arms floated in the water, she slowly squatted down, letting the pool water submerge her chest and collarbone.
Qu Rong looked at her with interest, glanced around the hot spring pool, then looked back at Li Yue'er, pursed her lips and smiled with her eyes lowered.
Li Yue'er usually used vulgar language with her, especially during sex, always saying things like "it feels good, slow bites are so pleasurable." She thought Li Yue'er had no shame. But today, when she arrived here, Li Yue'er was unusually shy, hiding her fair, snow-white skin in the pool.
Qu Rong went around behind Li Yue'er and pulled open the thin pink ribbon behind her waist.
Li Yue'er gasped in surprise, turning her head to look at her in fright, half-squatting down to cover her fluttering bodice, "What are you doing?"
Be you.
Qu Rong embraced Li Yue'er's slender waist and pulled her out of the water. He lowered his eyes and kissed Li Yue'er's shoulder, his kisses moving up her neck.
It was Li Yue'er's first time in the water, and her hands and feet were numb and her head was spinning from the kiss. She couldn't help but lean back into her mistress's arms and whisper, "What if someone comes?"
With the mistress at the hot spring pool, the servants naturally wouldn't come over.
Li Yue'er wasn't referring to the maids standing guard in the distance; she was referring to gamboge and cinnabar, especially Meng Xiaoxiao.
The mistress's hand was already inside the bodice, moistened by water, her fingertips swirling smoothly on the tips.
Gently knead and slowly squeeze, even if it's soft, let her knead it into a firm texture.
Qu Rong said, "Teng Huang took Meng Xiaoxiao to roast sweet potatoes."
Meng Xiaoxiao came to play with Li Yue'er during the day. As soon as she stepped her left foot across the threshold, she looked up and saw Su Rou sitting inside. Before she could even step her right foot in, she withdrew her left leg without hesitation and turned to leave.
Having finally escaped the manor, and with so many fun and interesting people in the village, Meng Xiaoxiao didn't necessarily need Li Yue'er.
Compared to sitting inside listening to gibberish, Meng Xiaoxiao would rather go out and run around.
She had planned to go to the hot springs with Li Yue'er that evening, but before she even reached the courtyard gate, Teng Huang took her arm and led her away.
They went to roast sweet potatoes again.
Li Yue'er's conscience was bothering her; Xiaoxiao had been eating roasted sweet potatoes for two nights in a row, which was truly unfair. She made up her mind that once she was familiar with the hot spring pool, she would definitely bring Xiaoxiao to soak in it!
So at this moment, the mistress led her to familiarize herself with the depth and temperature of the hot spring pool and the surrounding environment.
There was nowhere to grab onto in the middle of the pool, and Li Yue'er's body swayed gently with the ripples in the water. She couldn't stand steadily, and her heart was always in her throat, afraid of falling into the pool. She couldn't help but turn around and hug her mistress's shoulders and back, pleading, "Go to the shore, go to the shore, it's up to you."
There are rocks there, and even in this standing position, she can lean on the rocks for support.
When her eyes were moist and her lips were slightly pursed as she stared straight at him, Qu Rong found it hard to refuse.
The two returned to the shore.
The mistress even chose a place with shade from the trees and slightly dim lighting.
Li Yue'er, "..."
She couldn't understand what the mistress was thinking.
If you say she's shy, what shy person would do this with her in a hot spring on a snowy night in the open? It's no different from having sex in the wild.
She wasn't ashamed, but she found a secluded corner and hugged her tightly from behind.
Li Yue'er's pent-up resentment was gradually eroded and dissipated with each blow.
Like a mandarin duck in the water, when she intertwined her neck with her mistress, all that remained was the primal pleasure of animals.
"Tomorrow, I really want to go for a soak with Xiaoxiao tomorrow." Li Yue'er's voice was a little off.
The firmness and certainty in her voice turned into guilty hums as the mistress lowered her head and gently kissed her back.
The mistress, who had never touched her with her mouth before, now kissed every inch of her body, inside and out.
Li Yue'er dug her fingers into the hard stone beneath her palm, tears streaming down her face. Her voice trembled with sobs as she pleaded, "No, don't kiss me anymore."
A tingling, trembling sensation ran through her heart, making her unable to bear it.
Perhaps sensing her nasal tone, the mistress, unusually, relented and granted her request, saying, "You can rest tomorrow."
That means she can go to the hot springs with Xiaoxiao and Tenghuang. Even if the mistress comes along, she won't do anything else with her in public or in private.
Li Yue'er breathed a sigh of relief. Since she drank the herbal medicine, her period had been delayed by a few days. If she didn't take the opportunity to come and play with her friends, she would just be sitting there watching.
The heat surged upwards in waves.
A hot spring pool is definitely different from a small bathtub. Even if she and the mistress were both sitting in the bathtub, they wouldn't have the same feeling as they do now.
It could be the fine, scattered snowflakes, the tense excitement of being outdoors without any cover, or even the feeling of being floated on the water—all of these made Li Yue'er unable to suppress her voice.
With the water supporting her, Li Yue'er's legs could float when she hugged the rock with both hands.
Her upper body pressed against the smooth stone surface, while the mistress reached out and wrapped her arms around her waist, pulling her into her embrace.
When the rounded shape meets the pubic bone, they almost fit together.
After an unknown amount of time, Li Yue'er felt completely weak and lay on the rock, her cheek pressed against the surface, trying to calm her heavy heartbeat and burning cheeks.
The mistress washed her fingers in the hot spring water, and Li Yue'er's face flushed. She looked away, too embarrassed to look any longer, and said, "I've put them all in the pool."
Qu Rong looked up at her and said, "Do you think this is a bathtub in the house? It'll get dirty after you wash with it."
Li Yue'er looked at her curiously, "Hmm?"
Qu Rong said, "The hot spring pool is filled with flowing, living water."
This area is close to the spring, so the water changes more frequently.
Li Yue'er's eyes lit up. She paused for a moment, then turned around and leaned against the rock. "Then it's my turn."
Qu Rong raised an eyebrow, slowly took two steps back, her beauty mark at the corner of her eye particularly striking and beautiful. "Since you can walk over here by yourself, I'll let you have your way tonight."
Li Yue'er, "..."
Li Yue'er went from holding the stone with both hands to holding it with only one hand. After taking two steps, she could no longer reach the stone, so she turned around and lay back down in fright.
Qu Rong smiled at her, then splashed water on her back, saying, "You're a landlubber."
The two of them then had Li Yue'er sit or lie on the rock, covering her face with one arm and bending her legs over her mistress's shoulder, and had sex with her face to the front before going to play in the water.
It's difficult to learn to float in a short time, so Qu Rong had to hold Li Yue'er's hand and lead her around the pool a few times.
Li Yue'er, who couldn't swim, was both timid and happy when she saw water. After getting used to the pool, she even dared to wrap her arms around her mistress's neck from behind, using the water to float on her mistress's back, and let her mistress carry her.
The mistress naturally wouldn't indulge her, and Li Yue'er pleaded for a while before the mistress reluctantly agreed.
He simply rubbed his palm back and forth on her side of her leg, not taking any loss whatsoever.
Snowflakes landed on Li Yue'er's eyelashes and didn't melt immediately. She looked up at the sky, and the mistress looked up at her.
Qu Rong, "Li Yue'er".
Li Yue'er lowered her head, her voice soft and nasal, her eyes bright and clear.
Qu Rong gently tapped the back of her head with her other hand, then tilted her head back and kissed her eyelashes.
Li Yue'er stared intently at her mistress.
She slid off her back, and the two began a deep kiss from the front.
This kiss was no longer about lust; it was simply a desire to be closer to each other.
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Xiaoxiao: Sister Yue'er isn't eating roasted sweet potatoes again?
Garcinia: She ate better tonight.
Moon: [Melted]
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