0096 Lighting the Lamp (Part 1) [Micro H]
Shufu has a little-known habit—she is actually a bit of a drinker. Tonight, she danced to her heart's content, and since no one was there to stop her, she drank one glass after another, and before she knew it, she had drunk quite a lot.
When the young ladies staggered back to their rooms, she was unsteady on her feet.
Zhan Yaoguang was alone in the room at this time. Fearing that he would attract attention, he did not light a lamp. He also thought that Shu Fu would see him the moment she entered the room, so he counted the hours and listened to the footsteps outside.
As the hour of Chou (1-3 AM) approached, he finally heard the familiar footsteps.
The boy's eyes lit up, and he immediately leaned against the window. The bright moon shone through the half-window, and the wind shifted the shadows, clearly illuminating half of his handsome face.
As soon as Shu Fu entered the room, just as Zhan Yaoguang had wished, she easily saw him.
"Feifei—" The girl's misty eyes darted around before landing on him, and she ran towards him without thinking. "I'm so happy!"
She threw herself onto the boy, pressing her warm, pink cheek against his neck in a gesture of utter reliance.
Zhan Yaoguang's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously pulled the person in front of her into her arms, inexplicably smelling a faint, sweet scent of alcohol: "Hmm...you just drank?"
He pressed his nose down against her neck, sniffing and rubbing, making Shu Fu laugh out loud. She imitated him, rubbing her cheek against his. The two became entangled and inseparable, like two animals entwined in affection.
"I did drink some, and I'll feed you some too," she said, quite drunk, her head spinning, and she did everything on instinct. She immediately offered him her moist red lips, "It's so high, bend down."
Shu Fu frowned in dissatisfaction when she couldn't find him at first, but when Zhan Yaoguang reacted and leaned in to help her, she kissed him forcefully with satisfaction.
The shimmering moonlight flowed like a waterfall, sifting through the sparse forest before finally settling on his clothes. Zhan Yaoguang's heart was in turmoil, and he leaned against the window, craning his neck to embrace her, letting her lick and rub against him haphazardly. His lips tingled and trembled with a numbness, forcing him to reach out and hold her, his body trembling slightly, causing the few small pear-shaped moons on his clothes to sway left and right.
"Does it smell good?" Shu Fu was so drunk that she forced him to answer this nonsensical question.
Zhan Yaoguang did not answer. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her lips again. His tongue easily invaded her mouth, teasing and rubbing the tender tip, as if trying to make it release more sweet saliva.
"Ugh—" Shu Fu felt a ticklish sensation in her heart and let out a soft moan. The moment the moan escaped, the boy's spine went limp, and a small spark of electricity suddenly shot out from his eyes.
He was startled and quickly hugged her tighter, heading towards the bed.
The girl was in a daze, and the room was pitch black. She couldn't sort out her thoughts, but she was no longer as shy as she had been when she first did this. Instead, she wrapped her legs around his slender waist with great ease, and her soft, supple parts brushed lightly against his crotch below her skirt.
"Wait, wait a minute." Zhan Yaoguang's breathing became light, and she hurriedly grabbed one of her hands, pleading in a low voice.
Shu Fu reluctantly hummed, and after Zhan Yaoguang took off her shoes, she rolled onto the bed.
Zhan Yaoguang tidied her shoes and socks, and then vaguely saw her reclining figure. After thinking for a moment, she said in a low voice, "Your wine smells very good."
Shu Fu turned around with great interest and suddenly bumped into his arms: "I thought so too, so do you like me?"
The boy felt a burning sensation behind his ears, and awkwardly rubbed his earlobe with his hand: "You knew all along..."
Shufu smiled with great joy, like a small fragrant flower blooming in the night, swaying and exuding vitality.
Zhan Yaoguang had excellent eyesight and could see her face clearly even in the darkness. His heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to lower his head and kiss her again.
Unexpectedly, Shu Fu turned her head away and continued speaking: "Today, many ladies said I danced well and told me they liked me, including Qin Mi, Qin Youan... oh right, and Miao Miao too. She got angry in the end and insisted that out of all the ladies, she liked me the most."
"Feifei, I'm so happy." The girl's eyes crinkled as she tilted her head back and licked his cheeks and lips haphazardly.
Zhan Yaoguang stroked her arm down to her waist, then pulled her into his arms, kissing her as he mumbled, "I like you too... more than the others."
"Alright." Shu Fu raised her chin happily. Feeling dizzy and weak, she was suddenly touched on the neck and fell back onto the brocade pillow, breathing softly.
Zhan Yaoguang casually pulled down the curtains. Tonight, no one thought of closing the window, so a sliver of moonlight, deep and shallow, near and far, hung outside, like a small, white, swaying lamp. He lay on top of her and gently kissed her lips again.
At first, Shufu knew how to respond, pushing her with her hand or grinding her teeth, but gradually, the force became lighter, and her babbling became disordered and incoherent: "So heavy."
Zhan Yaoguang was taken aback. She subconsciously glanced down to make sure she had controlled her strength and hadn't pressed down on her before replying, "I didn't press down on you."
Shu Fu stared blankly, her bangs brushing against his neck: "It's swollen, a little painful, and very uncomfortable."
Zhan Yaoguang was a little dazed, and rubbed her cheek with the back of her hand: "Does it hurt your head? Did you drink too much? I'll try to find something to sober you up, okay?"
"I've had some hangover soup, and I don't have a headache anymore..."
Shu Fu blinked hard, as if trying to make out the person on top of her. After a moment, she whispered in his ear, "It seems like my chest hurts... I'm telling you, but please don't tell anyone, I actually want you to rub it for me..."
"...What?" Zhan Yaoguang was stunned for a moment, then looked down at her questioningly.
Shufu snorted again: "It was a bit offensive, but I really feel uncomfortable..."
She reached out and haphazardly unbuttoned her clothes, tearing her blouse askew and revealing two beautiful, soft breasts.
The boy's mind went blank, and his nostrils felt like they were on fire again. He abruptly turned his eyes away, his words jumbled and incoherent: "What...what are you doing! I didn't say I didn't want to...but...but you have to give me some time to prepare..."
Fortunately, he managed to calm himself down this time, and his nose didn't bleed like it did last time.
After a long while, he turned back, reached out and stopped at the edge of her breast, not daring to pinch it freely, and only said, "How...how do you want me to help you?"
Shu Fu's eyes were blurry, and she said blankly, "I don't know either, it just feels so swollen and uncomfortable. You can figure out what to do yourself."
How could there be such a difficult and demanding young lady?
Zhan Yaoguang pondered for a moment, then slowly clenched his five fingers, and the soft, white flesh of her breasts overflowed from between his fingers. The tiny, tender tips, as delicate as bamboo shoots, were pitifully pressed against his palm. He pulled her to the side, and the nipples entwined and rubbed against him, intimately clinging to him.
That subtle and elusive itchy sensation rose from his palm, making the boy's heart pound, his vision blurred, and his bones felt like they were burning, with a dull ache.
He looked down at her, about to say something, when he saw her pout and say, "You're so biased. There's clearly another side. This side will be cold if it's left out here."
Zhan Yaoguang's mind was in a whirl. Before he could think, he bent down and kissed the other end of the pert pink tip.
She was truly drunk, and her words flowed effortlessly, striking a chord with him—both awkward and alluring.
The nipple melted in his burning mouth, incredibly tender, trembling slightly as it intertwined with his lips and tongue.
He did this entirely on instinct, without any experience. Seeing that she was dizzy and wouldn't know what shameful things he was doing, he simply imitated a dog licking a person, using the tip of his tongue to suck and tease that little tip.
A warm current flowed from Shu Fu's chest, and the soreness and tightness in her chest disappeared one by one. She felt much more comfortable than before. Her breathing was a little tight. She let out a soft gasp and looked down at Zhan Yaoguang. She confirmed that he was not forcing her. On the contrary, he was really willing and would not let go easily for a while. So she closed her eyes with peace of mind.
The boy focused intently on nursing a pair of breasts, which were as soft as gentle waves. As he exerted force on them, the breasts naturally rippled outwards. He was seduced, and a surge of intense heat and itch coursed through his body. On impulse, he even sucked on the pink areola.
Only after he had done this did he come to his senses. He subconsciously wanted to ask Shu Fu if she was feeling unwell, but when he looked up, he saw that her long eyelashes were closed, her cheeks were flushed, and she was sleeping soundly.
Zhan Yaoguang stood there, momentarily at a loss for what to do next.
She took the initiative to kiss him tonight, and even let him rub her breasts, but at this point she actually fell asleep on her own!
He took a breath and gently pinched her warm cheek: "Get up. If you sleep like this, what am I supposed to do? I feel terrible too..."
Shufu's breathing was shallow and warm; she was clearly very sleepy.
He received no response and was so aggrieved that he almost cried. He reluctantly sucked a light red mark on her neck before turning over and getting up.
After a moment, he composed himself, turned back to look at her, and said, "Fine, I'll remember this today. I'll tell you about it later, so don't go back on your word!"
The boy lay down fully clothed, opened his eyes and watched the moon's shadows move for a while, then suddenly said, "One last thing, you've promised all these things to your friend these past few days, so promise them to me in a couple of days."
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