0067 The Half-Immortal's Play (Part 3) [H]
The spilled wine was not much, but it was all splashed on sensitive areas. The temperature between his lips and tongue was scalding hot, and the drop of liquid evaporated without a trace as soon as it landed on her soft abdomen.
It still smells like osmanthus.
Zhan Yaoguang paused for a moment, but did not raise his head. He continued grinding upwards along the water trail.
My abdomen felt hot, like warm, smooth spring water licking my skin.
But the spring water was gentle and weak, flowing away in a flash, while the boy's hot and resilient tongue went against the current, sucking and licking lightly, leaving behind a trail of warm breath.
The girl breathed a little heavily, unable to tell whether he had drunk the wine or whether it had been crushed into her flesh, burning with a scorching, mellow fragrance.
Shu Fu felt a tingling, itchy sensation all over her body, and her inner thighs felt as if they were on fire, gradually becoming hot and tingling.
She quietly pressed her legs together, but inexplicably squeezed the soft, tender bud at the top edge of the flower slit.
Her vagina suddenly trembled and throbbed, startling her so much that she quickly loosened her legs.
The boy's waist was accidentally brushed against by her legs as they awkwardly overlapped, and his tailbone suddenly went numb.
He focused his attention, raised his eyes and stared at her blushing cheeks for a moment, then belatedly realized he wanted to look down at her body.
"Zhan Yaoguang!" Shu Fu blurted out, but when he looked at her again, she didn't know what to say, so she made up a reason, "You're not allowed to look around! If you don't do what's written here, you'll be punished with a drink!"
He finally looked away, leaned down again, and kissed her directly on the center of her collarbone. In a soft voice, he asked her, "Some wine has spilled down the other side, my lady. Please bear with it for a moment, shall I lift it up a bit?"
What...?
Before she could react, she suddenly felt a warmth in front of her, and one of her white breasts was taken into someone's hand.
When he said "support," he really meant it. He exerted force from the lower edge of his palm, and the soft, white flesh of her breasts was pushed upwards into an arc in his palm. His five fingers only lightly rested on her breasts, and the delicate pinkness was faintly overflowing from between his fingers.
This time, he suckled at the concave indentation of the lower edge of her breast. The aroma of osmanthus wine had been diluted to a very faint degree, and the scent that filled his lungs was an indescribable sweetness that softened his very heart.
The boy was completely baffled.
He ate and lived with her, and they used the exact same scented soap, so why did she smell different from him?
As Zhan Yaoguang kissed her, her mind wandered, but then she heard a girl's trembling voice above her head: "Hmm... wait, don't stick your tongue out, and don't rub it with your hands... ah, why is your tongue making circles! How annoying!"
Her chest felt hot and numb, as if her bones were melting, and her breath was soaked in the humid air inside the tent.
The boy glanced at her, his ears tingled, and a strange heat surged through him.
She's always like that, saying whatever comes to mind, sometimes leaving him at a loss for words.
But as he thought this, he seemed to have forgotten the times when he spoke without restraint.
Zhan Yaoguang's ears turned bright red as he looked up and answered her earnestly, "I didn't mean to touch you. It's just that you kept moving... and besides, that area is naturally round, so that's why I wanted to..."
Shufu was shocked to hear him say such things, and her eyes slowly widened.
Seeing this, the boy quickly stopped talking and said, "I'll be done soon. There's still one more side, just bear with it."
He quickly buried his head, refusing to meet her gaze, while his wet lips and tongue moved to the other breast.
A long, soft, and warm sensation flowed through her body. Shu Fu groaned and suddenly turned her face to the inside of the bed, avoiding him by rubbing her inner thighs very slowly. She felt a shiver in her abdomen, and her silk trousers were wet and sticky against her crotch.
How pathetic.
He didn't even kiss her, and she was already this wet.
Shu Fu suppressed her shame for a moment, and finally waited until the warm breath on her chest disappeared. She opened her eyes and asked softly, "Is it all done?"
Zhan Yaoguang looked into her watery black eyes and actually wanted to say no, because he wanted to kiss her again.
But her tense and anxious demeanor made him feel silently rejected, so he nodded in agreement.
Shu Fu breathed a sigh of relief, quickly adjusted her clothes slightly, and then took out the two dice from the bed and handed them to him: "Now it's your turn to roll the dice."
Zhan Yaoguang casually tossed the ball and got two ones.
He glanced down at it, without turning his head, and with a flick of his wrist, precisely picked the second card from his stack of small, black-edged cards.
The card is the same as the one for Shufu earlier; it has two sides. The side facing Shufu has the following written on it:
[Chu Liang is seriously injured and unconscious. You and Han Yi have a late-night talk. Please confide a secret to him.]
"I have a secret to tell you," Shuf said casually, having nothing much to say. "I actually like you a lot."
Zhan Yaoguang was stunned for a moment. A blush suddenly rose on her cheekbone and quickly spread behind her ear. However, her eyes were bright and she stared at her soft, red cheeks for a long time before slowly saying "Oh".
Shu Fu loved seeing his expression of complete astonishment, so she continued, "I liked you at first sight, otherwise I would have tried to signal Uncle Liu, who was driving the carriage, to come in and capture you."
"Later I told you that I would only take you in if you could find my house, but I was actually sure you couldn't get in or find me, and I wanted to get rid of you that way. But when I really couldn't find you in the house, I was actually a little sad."
As soon as she finished speaking, the boy in front of her suddenly leaned in and quickly pressed his lips to hers.
Shufu's heart skipped a beat, feeling an even greater heat on her lips than during the countless kisses and caresses she had shared before.
The young man smiled with great pleasure: "This is what the card says I should do. Kuai Zai Pavilion believes that most of the female guests who come here have suffered grievances at home, so this card was specially set up. After the female guest has expressed all her grievances, the young man serving her will kiss her to comfort her."
Shu Fu thought for a moment, still somewhat puzzled: "But I wasn't talking about anything that was bothering me, so why did you kiss me?"
Zhan Yaoguang snorted: "It was my own idea, and I'm happy with it."
Shu Fu's cheeks grew hotter and hotter, and it took her a long time to compose herself before she picked up the dice and threw them out again.
She got a six this time, so she continued to the next card and took the seventh wooden card.
Unlike the previous two times, the odd-numbered cards only have an inscription on one side, meaning that only Shufu needs to make them.
She took a deep breath, hoping that she could, like Zhan Yaoguang, draw a simple order and stop her from doing anything shameful.
However, when the card appeared, it read:
[The cold-clothed garment has a minor injury; please gently soothe its wound. After a short while, stroke its shaft with your hand to make it erect.]
Shufu: "..."
What an annoying game!
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