0007 Little Lilac (Part 3) [Micro H]
The next day, the sky cleared, and three or five birds perched on the high branches in the courtyard, chirping merrily. A gentle, refreshing breeze swept in. The breeze parted the windows and drifted into the room, tugging at the curtains and drawing out a wisp of wind.
In his dream, Zhan Yaoguang felt a coolness on his face and gradually began to wake up.
He vaguely considered whether he should head north, south, or west after today.
He just needs to evade those who are chasing him.
As the wind rustled the curtains, the young man was suddenly startled, realizing that he was no longer living a nomadic life in an inn.
Just yesterday, he was taken home by a very beautiful young woman, temporarily ending his previous life of living in the open.
He suddenly sat up, the quilt draped over him hanging loosely on the couch.
He glanced around the room, then his gaze settled on the begonia-colored canopy.
There were people sitting inside. Although the girl had her back to him, her slender waist was clearly visible, like willows and peach blossoms in springtime within a small, soft tent.
She's awake now, isn't she? Could he talk to her?
Everything yesterday was too rushed, and he didn't have time to do anything, but he actually had a lot to say to her.
Zhan Yaoguang got off the bed and walked towards the canopy bed. Just as she raised her hand to touch the bright red gauze curtain, she heard the girl's flustered and indignant voice coming from inside the curtain: "Wait a minute, don't lift my curtain."
The boy's hand froze in mid-air, caught off guard, before he silently withdrew it, a feeling of being disliked welling up inside him.
The people of southern Xinjiang have always been very open-minded. There are no such screens or curtains in the rooms of young men and women. If they get along well with someone, they can simply go to the other person's room to find them.
Very close friends would naturally be overjoyed and would have no reason to refuse.
If you are rejected, it means that person is not close to you.
Shufu forbade him from contacting her; she didn't want to consider him a friend!
Shufu had no idea how many thoughts were swirling in his mind at that moment; he was only focused on struggling with his little clothes.
Before, with Ah Xing helping her dress, she never found dressing herself to be a big hassle. Only now, without her maid's assistance, does she realize how troublesome it is.
Her breasts had grown so large without her noticing that she could barely close them with one hand, let alone use the other hand to reach behind her back and tie several thin ropes.
After struggling for nearly fifteen minutes, Shufu finally accepted that she couldn't dress herself on her own.
Shu Fu turned her head to the side and looked through the tent. She could vaguely see the boy sitting on a small stool, idly playing with two teacups.
As if sensing her gaze, Zhan Yaoguang also looked towards the tent, becoming even more certain that she was looking at him. Just as he was about to speak to her, he inappropriately recalled her words of rejection, so he tossed his head back to playing with his teacup.
Shu Fu: "..." She's got quite a temper.
"Feifei." She deliberately lowered her voice, making her originally clear voice sound very soft, like a mellow mung bean drink, both smooth and sweet.
Zhan Yao felt a chill run down his spine and dared not look at her again.
How could she call him that in that voice, especially by his nickname!
"Feifei, can you do me a favor?"
Zhan Yaoguang shifted her body slightly: "What kind of help?"
The boy thought to himself, "I absolutely won't do that bead-collecting job again this time!"
The girl paused for a moment, then made a huge decision: "Could you come in and help me put on my clothes?"
Zhan Yaoguang chuckled upon hearing this: "Don't you know how to dress yourself?"
Shufu retorted in shame and indignation, "That's how it is for noble ladies! They have someone to help them dress, and someone to wipe them with a handkerchief when they bathe. They can't lift a finger themselves! But my maid has done something wrong, and I handed her over to Mother yesterday. Now only you can help me."
The second floor of the Spring Festival Gala building was quite tall, so it was obviously impractical to call out to the other maids.
Shu Fu swore in her heart that she would master these intimate skills in a few days and never let herself fall into such an embarrassing situation again.
"Okay, I'll come over now."
Zhan Yaoguang had barely taken two steps after getting up when Shu Fu stopped her again: "Wait, could you find something to blindfold you before you come in?"
Zhan Yaoguang: "...Oh." She's such a hassle.
The boy noticed several hair ribbons used for tying hair on her dressing table, so he casually grabbed one and covered his eyes with it.
Zhan Yaoguang walked to the bedside and lifted the curtain, only to have her hand grasped by the girl's slender hands: "Don't move around in a bit. Do whatever I tell you to do, okay?"
The boy nodded. Then he felt the girl guide his hand to her shoulder: "This is the strap around your neck, can you feel it?"
Zhan Yaoguang responded, but in his heart he thought it was more than that.
"Wrap it around behind my neck and tie it, not too loose and not too tight."
Zhan Yaoguang tied a knot in the shape of the southern border.
"And the belt around the waist."
The boy's hand slid down her spine to her slender waist. Without touching the belt, he reached forward and just barely brushed past the girl's waistline.
A shiver ran down Shu Fu's back, her heart pounded, and she had the illusion that he was about to embrace her from behind. The girl placed the ribbon in his hand with trembling hands.
Zhan Yaoguang touched the ribbon and was about to tie it in the same way when Shu Fu spoke up again: "Wait a minute, I'll tell you when to tie it."
After saying that, Shu Fu quietly reached her hands to her chest and carefully cradled her two round breasts: "Alright, you can tie it now."
Shufu blushed slightly while doing this, but quickly recovered.
After all, what woman doesn't love to look pretty? Even the little maid who sweeps the courtyard is just starting to develop, but she already knows to support her chest when she dresses, so that it looks more perky!
However, it was quite difficult for her to complete this process alone, but fortunately she had Zhan Yaoguang with her.
Unexpectedly, something went wrong at Zhan Yaoguang's place. The boy placed his hands on the girl's slender waist and slowly said, "It seems like something is holding it up, so it's a little hard to tie."
Shu Fu blushed and retorted, "You're being too nosy. Just tie the straps properly."
Zhan Yaoguang tried to tie it tightly along her curves, but Shu Fu groaned and whispered to him, "It's a little tight, it hurts."
Zhan Yaoguang had no choice but to relax a little.
Unexpectedly, the girl said in a coquettish voice, "It's loose. What if it falls off when I walk around?"
The boy wrinkled his nose impatiently: "It won't work whether it's loose or tight, why are you making things so complicated?"
Shu Fu immediately retorted, "Oh, don't ask anymore, it'll be fine once it's tied."
Zhan Yaoguang was furious, so she bent her knees and sat on her bed to continue.
"It still hurts." Shufu twisted her body again.
Zhan Yaoguang simply pressed down on her arm, but Shu Fu struggled and bumped her head against him. The impact loosened the hair ribbon in front of the boy's eyes, causing it to fall onto the bed.
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