Chapter 74 Eating Peach with Tao
As they passed Rongyang and headed south, the Qin clan's properties became increasingly concentrated. After the carriage had traveled a short distance, they discovered a private villa bearing the banner of a collateral branch of the Qin clan.
Chunhe handed over the sign, and the carriage smoothly entered the backyard.
The old steward led Chunhe to inspect the lodgings where the group was resting before turning back to invite the distinguished guests in.
The villa's steward followed Chunhe to the carriage where Qin Song was, and bowed to ask, "Miss Qin, the room is in Chunfeng Tower in the West Garden, which is the quietest place. This old servant will take the two esteemed ladies up there."
A respectful voice entered the carriage, startling the already ambiguous atmosphere and causing a slight spasm.
Exquisite paper patterns covered with drawings were scattered all over the floor, the interior of the carriage was in complete chaos, and the two people inside had long since lost their composure.
Qin Song straddled Tao Qingyang's lap, occasionally biting Tao Qingyang's shoulder and clothing to cover up his uncontrollable panting.
Now, someone outside the car asked for permission, so they had to stop.
Struggling free from Tao Qingyang's grasp, Qin Song raised her head, took a deep breath, and gritted her teeth to control her unusual panting. "Thank you for your hard work, sir. The journey has been bumpy, and I am not presentable. It is inconvenient for me to meet outsiders. Please go ahead with your work. My maid can take me upstairs."
Qin Song tried her best to keep her voice natural, but she couldn't help but breathe unsteadily, and Tao Qing, who had just kissed her ear, now arched her back and lay on her chest.
The warm, moist lips and tongue made her toes curl up involuntarily.
Just as she was about to make a sound, Tao Qingyang suddenly straightened his neck, kissed her lips, and swallowed the tender moan and her fragrance into his own stomach.
Unable to hear the sounds inside the carriage, the old man bowed and withdrew, saying, "This old servant will now dismiss all the servants. Please feel free to call upon me if you two need anything."
Chunhe waved to dismiss the coachman: "Miss, there's no one here, please get off."
As soon as the words were spoken, the person inside the car seemed to know what was happening outside and immediately opened the car door.
Chunhe instinctively stepped forward to help, but when she looked up, she saw Tao Qingyang in a red dress, his face flushed like a spring breeze, and below him was her young mistress, wrapped in a moon-colored outer robe, nestled in his arms.
They've overstepped the bounds! They've overstepped the bounds!
Chunhe's heart was in her throat, but Tao Qingyang lowered his gaze, carrying a blatant warning.
If she doesn't lower her head and avoid the situation, it means she doesn't know how to read the room.
Chunhe felt a chill run down her spine and, not daring to say anything more, turned around and led the two back to their room.
The old steward indeed dismissed the guards along the way, and there was no one there.
Chunhe walked nimbly ahead, always feeling that the two people behind her were breathing heavily, almost panting.
At certain corners, Chunhe would still take the opportunity to glance back at the two people embracing, still feeling uneasy.
Her young lady was nestled in General Tao's arms, her arm firmly around his neck, her body shifting occasionally. She looked relaxed and comfortable, her little face flushed.
It seems safe; Tao Qingyang did not force her.
On the contrary, Tao Qingyang's clothes were slightly open, and his expression was very strange.
Anyone who didn't know better would think that his young lady was very heavy, because he was carrying her for such a short distance and looked so suffocated that his face was flushed red. Fortunately, his steps were still light and steady.
Chunhe only glanced at it twice before looking away, muttering to herself:
General Tao looks to be in excellent physical condition, so why is it so difficult for him to carry someone?
She remembered that Jiang Yue and Chen Xing had boasted to each other many times in private, saying that their young master could carry his young lady up and down the stairs more than a dozen times without any effort, and could even carry his young lady to catch a wild rabbit.
She had thought they were bragging before, but now it seemed they were definitely lying. If General Tao was like this, then even though the young master didn't seem weak, he couldn't possibly be stronger than General Tao, could he?
It must have been Ah Zhao, the young master's attendant, who spread the rumors.
"hiss."
As Chunhe was lost in thought, the man behind her suddenly let out a soft groan of pain.
"General Tao, what's wrong? Is Miss alright?" Chunhe hurriedly turned around, always ready to fulfill her duties as a maid.
If necessary, she will immediately bring her mistress back and will never allow her mistress to be bullied.
As soon as she turned around, her mistress's voice rang out: "It's nothing, hurry upstairs."
"Yes," Chunhe quickly replied, taking even faster steps.
She saw it clearly: General Tao's eyes were smiling!
How bizarre! So bizarre!
Despite looking suppressed and strained, her eyes shone with a sense of relief, and her lips curled up as if she had eaten honey.
Chunhe tried her best not to notice the movements behind her, but there was no one around and it was quiet all the way, so Chunhe still heard Tao Qingyang's hushed voice.
"Stop fooling around."
His voice was very low, like a slightly annoyed dissuasion, or a doting coaxing.
Thinking of their position, Chunhe inexplicably wanted to disappear into the ground. Forgetting all decorum, she rushed upstairs, pushed open the door, and said, "Miss, General, we've arrived."
Without saying a word, Tao Qingyang strode into the house and then slammed the door shut with a long stride: "Stay downstairs and bring hot water up before dinner."
Chunhe withdrew from outside the door, and Tao Qingyang gently placed Qin Song on the bed.
The large outer robe was removed, revealing the beauty whose collar was also slightly open. Her rosy cheeks made her even more beautiful, and a smug smile played on her slightly open lips as she breathed.
"Have you had enough fun?" Tao Qingyang was so uncomfortable from being tormented by Qin Song all the way that she felt like she was about to break apart.
He knelt on the bed, pulling Qin Song beneath him in an extremely dangerous position, staring intently at her, and punishingly grabbed one of her hands, asking, "Was this the hand that was moving around so much just now?"
His eyes were alluring, and his smiling face conveyed a strong sense of aggression.
Qin Song met his gaze, and instead of being afraid, he became even more unruly, reaching out with his other hand. "Both hands moved."
"Now, it's my turn to move."
Tao Qingyang, like a wild beast breaking free of its cage, took off his robes. His shoulders and chest, which had been sucked, nibbled, and kneaded by Qin Song, were adorned with clusters of red marks, adding a touch of allure to his muscular, smooth-lined but scarred body.
Before Qin Song could examine him closely, he bent down and climbed over.
...
Outerwear was scattered all over the floor. Tao Qingyang grasped the last dirty piece of clothing and said, "I'll wash it for you in a bit."
Qin Song was still in the carriage when his undergarments got dirty.
Tao Qing slid his hand down, but Qin Song stopped him, saying, "You don't need to use your hands, that's enough."
Tao Qingyang's beautiful eyes trembled slightly; he quickly understood what she meant.
He had no experience, but fortunately he was patient enough.
...However, it is still difficult.
Tao Qing looked up at Qin Song, who was gripping his shoulders tightly, and gently smoothed her brow. "Is it right?"
Of course it's correct, otherwise where else could it fit?!
Qin Song was tormented by discomfort; his throat was dry and he couldn't speak, and tears were about to well up in his eyes.
Tao Qingyang couldn't bear to see her upset, so she nervously looked down at her.
Bright spring sunlight streamed into the room, and the unseen scenery made him lose his composure.
His eyes trembled slightly, unable to contain the turmoil in his heart; he didn't know how to describe his feelings at that moment.
It's like stepping into a secret garden with its gates tightly shut. White roses cover the entire garden, and there isn't a single weed around. Pink and red roses conceal the entrance, and morning dew hangs on the stamens of the red roses, exuding an irresistible fragrance.
They are budding, beautifully clustered, serene and lovely, belonging only to the manor owner, who may be able to open that gate roughly and easily.
Even when the manor owner invited him to the door, he couldn't resist the urge to kiss her and explore her secrets. However, despite his pounding heart, he felt no desire to push her in and conquer her.
On the contrary, he wanted to cherish it and protect it for a lifetime, so that it could bloom gracefully and become even more beautiful.
He moved even more gently and slowly, afraid of hurting her.
However, the other party was impatient, and Qin Song was left in a limbo in the car, unable to bloom.
Tao Qingyang's fingers were also very nimble, but he was far inferior to Lu Youchuan.
Before he could take his time, Qin Song, supporting his shoulder, flipped him over, and the two switched positions.
Qin Song's movements were skillful; his previous efforts were not in vain as he easily sat down...
"Hiss..." With a soft groan from Tao Qingyang, the sword was sheathed.
The strange sensation made Qin Song unable to straighten up, so he bent down and lay on top of him.
Both of them convulsed, but were still just a little short: "Pain?"
She knew that men also experience pain.
"Heh... I can't help it." Tao Qing looked up and placed his hands on her waist, his forearm veins bulging, his waist and abdomen slightly spasming, and his eyes were misty and wet.
"Don't hold back." Qin Song leaned down and kissed him, as a reward for him.
Li Yu had turned all the herbal medicine into pills and placed them all on her person. She had already given them to him in the car earlier.
As if receiving approval, and without giving Qin Song a chance to act, Tao Qingyang turned around again and gained the upper hand.
This sudden turn almost made Qin Song lose his senses, his body going limp so much that he nearly sank into the mattress.
...
Tao Qingyang had excellent physical strength; his arms, waist, and legs all had inexhaustible strength, and he never seemed to tire or weaken.
Compared to Lu Youchuan and Li Yu, he was definitely a pragmatist.
Of course, he didn't act recklessly; he even had a mouth, constantly asking questions:
Is it here? Or here?
...
The sun gradually dimmed.
Springtime brings forth the growth of all things, a time of lingering, ambiguous affection.
She was surrounded by beautiful flowers, the roses blooming red and vibrant.
He was like a gardener, watering the roses with clear spring water, one handful, two handfuls, but the third handful was always slow to arrive...
The bed curtains swayed, and she spoke incoherently, "No, maybe next time."
Tao Qingyang picked her up, and she clung to him. "Are they better than me?"
"Indeed, I am not as good as you." Qin Song was not biased. He was indeed a military general, unrestrained and flamboyant, with a completely different style.
"From now on, it's only with me." He grinned wickedly, his expression becoming even fiercer and more aggressive.
Qin Song couldn't take it anymore, her body tensed up, she wrapped her arms around his neck and bit his shoulder hard.
"Well……"
At that very moment, the two of them simultaneously let out a low moan.
So that's it, his valve is pain.
The first time was when she sat on it, this time it bit him, and another time she pressed on his shoulder wound.
In that case, she knows what to do next time.
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Author's note: I can't revise anymore, I can't delete anymore, teachers, please have mercy! [heart]
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