0054 Yichun Liquor (V) [H]
Shu Fu's heart skipped a beat. She quickly glanced around and saw that she had indeed hidden Zhan Yaoguang very well, without revealing any clues. Only then did she breathe a slight sigh of relief.
Her stiff spine gradually relaxed, and she leaned back against the cushions on the seat.
Shu Mingde dragged a large round chair to the other end of the large table, and after much effort, he climbed up and sat cross-legged.
He opened his mouth as if to say something, but for a moment he didn't know where to begin. So the two siblings looked at each other awkwardly for a long time, neither of them speaking first.
Shu Fu noticed out of the corner of her eye that there were a few plates of pastries left on the table that A-Jian hadn't yet cleared away, so she pushed a milk cake toward him.
"...Thank you, elder sister." Shu Mingde took a bite, and the light sweetness filled his mouth, but he inexplicably felt that the taste was a little astringent.
Actually, he wasn't stupid. Of his three older sisters, the one who loved him the most was definitely his blood-related older sister.
Just like the plate of milk cakes in front of him, no matter how close Ren Shuwei seemed to be to him, she still had to personally inquire about his preferences.
On the contrary, Shufu had unknowingly kept all these trivial matters in mind, silently taking care of his joy and sorrow with every move she made.
But people often overlook this subtle and gentle care that nourishes the soul.
He too was not immune to the common practice.
That day, he had a pleasant conversation with his eldest sister and unconsciously included her in his close circle, so he wanted to personally mediate the relationship between his sisters.
But Shu Fu immediately treated him coldly, severely dampening his enthusiasm for mediation.
He felt deeply betrayed by his good intentions, and overwhelmed by the shame and anger of her slap in the face, he blurted out those hurtful words without thinking.
He tossed and turned for half the night after returning home, concluding that she was deeply hurt by his words, and thus came to apologize in the rain today.
The young man ate half a milk cake, then asked Shu Fu for some fragrant tea to cleanse his mouth before slowly saying, "I've come to... apologize to my elder sister."
Shu Fu's heart clenched, but not because of her younger brother's words. Instead, she was struck by the fact that Zhan Yaoguang had removed her shoes and socks at some point, pressed one of her snow-white feet down with his burning palm, and then lifted her long skirt up to her knees with his other hand.
Shu Mingde was completely unaware of this ambiguous development and continued, "Yesterday at Qichuan Hall, I was so engrossed in my studies that I said such hurtful things to my elder sister. That's why I've come here today to humbly ask for your forgiveness."
Almost at the same moment that Shu Mingde spoke for the second time, the boy lowered his head and pressed a warm, moist kiss heavily onto her delicate ankle.
A long, tingling sensation spread from her bottom up throughout her body. Shu Fu subconsciously bit her lip, forcibly suppressing a low moan in her throat.
She looked up at Shu Mingde and saw that he had his eyes lowered, holding a mutton-fat jade paperweight in his hand and playing with it, while slowly recounting the events of yesterday.
But at this moment, she could hardly hear his words anymore. Zhan Yaoguang had already kissed her up to her knees, lingering and entwining all the way, occasionally revealing his canine teeth to rub against her skin, like a beast's tender and passionate kiss.
She suddenly remembered the red and blue feather that Li Miao liked to use when teasing the cat.
His haphazard kisses and licks were like a soft, delicate feather conjured from thin air, scratching haphazardly between her legs, the itch almost seeping into her very bones.
The girl gripped the crescent-shaped armrest of the armchair with her ten slender fingers, leaned back against it, and forcibly widened the distance between herself and him. Then, taking advantage of the moment when Zhan Yaoguang looked up in a daze, she brought her knees together.
All she could hear was the pattering sound of cool rain, yet she felt absurdly hot all over.
She had just done those intimate things with him, and the afterglow hadn't faded yet. With just a little provocation from him, she was ready to burst her dam again.
The tender cunt between her legs, squeezed slightly by bending her legs, released a few drops of slippery fluid that meandered down her buttocks, pooling on her white silk trousers in a lewd manner.
Zhan Yao sat with his legs crossed, bathed in a soft, hazy light from both sides, which allowed him to see clearly even under the large table.
The girl bent her two slender, shapely legs, allowing him to catch a glimpse of her beauty beneath her skirt.
The thin underwear, soaked with the previous spring fluid, was very clear, and it covered the delicate jade gate, leaving several distinct marks.
It looks just like a peach that has been cut open and wrapped inside, with two plump peach-like halves on the left and right, and a pink and tender ravine split in the middle, which seems to be faintly hooking into some of the white silk fabric.
As if she had thought of something else, a line of wetness suddenly overflowed from her tender vulva, instantly staining the center with a different dark color.
Zhan Yaoguang's heart skipped a beat, and then he began to leap wildly as if he were ill.
He pressed his palm against his chest, feeling only a series of increasingly intense heartbeats that he couldn't suppress at all.
She got wet in front of him.
So that's how she gradually developed feelings for him.
His genitals proudly raised their heads, but he had no time to attend to his burgeoning desires; instead, his mind was quietly usurped by another impulse.
Shu Fu waited a long time without hearing Zhan Yaoguang's next move, and thinking that he would stop there, she relaxed and listened to Shu Mingde speak.
Shu Mingde candidly revealed his inner thoughts, and at one point, he got carried away and said, "It's not that I love my elder sister more than my older sister, it's just that I felt embarrassed by my older sister at the time, and I couldn't back down, so I said the wrong thing..."
“I didn’t know that the conflict between my elder sister and eldest sister was related to my third sister. I tried to mediate, thinking I was being clever, but now it seems like a foolish thing to do. I hope my elder sister won’t be angry. I will not get involved in these matters anymore.”
He stood up and bowed deeply, saying, "Yesterday was all my fault, please forgive me, elder sister."
After hearing his words, Shu Fu was about to say something when Zhan Yaoguang licked the girl's deep, secluded spot between her legs with his lips.
A sudden explosion went through her mind. The gentle spring thunder that had previously been muffled in the leaden rainy days suddenly crackled in her ears, as if a frost-white lightning bolt had swept past, leaving her dizzy and weak in the knees.
He's kissing her! He's kissing her there!
Is he crazy? Touching that kind of place with his mouth...
In the instant that Shufu was filled with shock, the boy had already grasped some of the tricks of the trade.
He found the sensitive, tender bead between the fleshy mounds through the soft, silky trousers, and with a gentle flick of his tongue, it trembled and stood erect, ready to be touched.
He had no clear purpose in mind, and only followed his intuition. His warm lips and tongue held the small, protruding tip inside her pants and sucked on it a few times. The girl's face was indeed flushed, her neck was covered in fragrant sweat, and her slightly curled toes poked around his waist helplessly.
Zhan Yaoguang broke out in a light sweat, feeling itchy and restless from her teasing. He grabbed her delicate, pinkish-white foot and pressed it against his leg with his palm.
He wanted to go further, but saw Shufu quietly sit up a little straighter, pressing her soft, dark breasts onto the soft fox fur mat, leaving only a flat, slender waist for him to see.
The boy wasn't annoyed. He looked up and pressed his face against the girl's slender waist. His fingers found the gauze ribbon around her waist and tugged at it twice, seemingly unintentionally.
He used very light force, not to tear off her clothes, but more as if begging her to look at him.
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