Chapter 76 Eating Peaches with Tao Lu
"Do you know what I thought you looked like when I first saw you?" Qin Songying's smooth fingertips gently stroked Tao Qingyang's forehead and nose, carrying a silent teasing and seductive meaning.
Tao Qingyang wrapped his arms around her waist, hooked his neck around her neck, and looked at her with doting eyes.
Her breath was sweet and fragrant. Tao Qingyang gently turned his head and nuzzled her fingertips with his nose, like a pet seeking its owner's affection. "Like what?"
His voice was now tinged with fiery desire, and he even gently bit her finger, sometimes deliberately licking it with his wet, soft lips and tongue, and sometimes lightly nibbling at it with his white teeth.
The soft and hard touches alternately on her fingertips, and the man would occasionally raise his peach blossom eyes to look at her, as if observing her reaction, or as if begging for her caresses.
Qin Song was captivated by his shimmering eyes and couldn't control herself. She had no intention of answering his question and inexplicably wanted to go deeper, to explore the back of his tongue and approach his throat.
Qin Song couldn't help but move his fingers.
He caught that tiny movement instantly, and a dangerous yet smug smile appeared on his lips.
He turned his eyes with a playful gaze, as if his eyes were flowing with a seductive charm.
Her captivating peach blossom eyes, already alluring, kept turning to look at her, her gaze filled with both affection and desire. Qin Song found it hard to control himself under her gaze.
Under Qin Song's increasingly hot gaze, he slightly opened his mouth and put her second and third fingers into his mouth.
Qin Song swallowed subconsciously, his steps faltering.
He suddenly exerted force with both hands, grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into his arms. With a turn of his feet, he carried her back to the car seat.
By changing his posture, Qin Song gained a higher position, allowing her to see his features and seductive movements clearly without having to look up.
The lips and tongue are probably the softest parts of a man's body.
The warm, soft, and moist sensation traveled from his fingertips to Qin Song's entire body. With every movement he made, her scalp tingled and her breathing quickened.
The last time she was licked was in a small room in Yunzhou, where Li Yu secretly did something bad in the dark, almost making her unable to keep up the act.
Qin Song was probably so engrossed in the allure of sex that this matter could make her soul tremble, whether her eyes were closed or open.
And this is just the appetizer.
Tao Qing looked up, her lips slightly damp, and her fingers were also wet, which suddenly aroused a great deal of desire.
Qin Song couldn't help but twitch his fingers, whether to cooperate with his actions or to stir up his territory and encroach on more...
Her nails were neatly trimmed and rounded, without any aggression, but nails are hard after all, and Qin Song would occasionally scrape his palate and the tip of his tongue, which must have caused him pain. However, he did not stop at all, but instead his breathing became heavier and his expression more languid.
The dampness stained the base of Qin Song's fingers, and she suddenly lost interest, slowly withdrawing her hand without any hesitation, and also withdrawing the favor she had done for him.
His misty eyes were half-closed as he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped her fingers.
The plain white handkerchief didn't look old, but it had faint bloodstains that couldn't be washed off, and the osmanthus pattern at the corner was stained particularly badly.
"Is General Tao's mansion so poor? He's still using this bloodstained handkerchief?" Qin Song disdainfully pulled the handkerchief from his palm. "But it looks strangely familiar."
Of course it looked familiar. It was the handkerchief she took out of her bosom on the day she fought with Lu Youchuan. The bloodstains on it were proof of his victory over Lu Youchuan and his place in her heart.
How could he possibly throw it away? Of course he would carry it with him every day.
But he didn't tell her. Instead, he carefully took the handkerchief back and stuffed it into his sleeve pocket.
He shifted the spot where she was pressing down on him, feeling uncomfortable, and looked up at her with a smile, asking, "You still haven't told me what it looks like?"
Yes, Qin Song himself raised the question, and he hasn't answered it yet.
“Like a fox,” Qin Song raised his hand to touch his face, then leaned close to his ear and whispered, “Slutty, foxy, raccoon.”
"You like foxes?" Otherwise, why would she kiss him the first time? So, could he interpret this as her falling in love with him at first sight?
A clear swallowing sound immediately filled the quiet carriage.
Tao Qingyang's breath hitched, then she suddenly grabbed her hand, her smile carrying a deeper meaning: "I am, and..."
He paused for a moment, his lips curving into an even more wicked smile. Suddenly, he kissed her earlobe, which she held close, and whispered between kisses, "You could be even more... seductive..."
itch.
It itches to the core.
Itchy from scalp to toes.
Qin Song was so tormented by her that he couldn't straighten up and shrank his neck to avoid her lips.
He held her waist, pulling her close, and intensified his kisses on her earlobe. "Can't take it already?"
His voice was incredibly seductive; the carriage was furnished with soft couches, and as the carriage swayed, so did the people inside…
Before long, the carriage was filled with nothing but intimate sounds, and no one cared about anything else.
As the erotic scene faded, Qin Song pinched his waist until it was red, but couldn't remember how he got up again.
He held her on his lap, seemingly with no intention of putting her down.
She had just stopped and wanted to rest, but she pushed him away, saying, "No."
Qin Song stretched out her arm to reach the wooden box in the distance, unfastened the copper clasp, opened the box, and took out the jade flute that was pressed on a thick stack of papers. "Use this first."
Tao Qingyang recognized the jade flute; it was originally his own.
But, "Are you sure you want to use this? It's so thin, will it be comfortable?"
Qin Song stared in disbelief, then tapped his arm with the jade flute. "What are you thinking about? I'll let you play a tune for me."
Tao Qingyang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "I knew it! This one will work better than mine."
After saying that, he calmly took it, looked down at the jade flute, and said thoughtfully, "But I can't play it."
"Can't play it?" Qin Song asked skeptically. "If you can't play it, why have you been carrying it around all this time?"
"This is the only thing my grandfather left me."
Did Qin Song see such an expression on Tao Qingyang's face—a look of desolation, loneliness, deep sorrow, and sadness?
Tao Qingyang's grandfather was once a mighty general of the cavalry, but in the end, he was killed on the frontier by the very monarch he served.
Who wouldn't feel a pang of sadness when they think about it?
"What are the hidden stories behind the Tao family's misfortune? Do you know the whole story?" Qin Song asked tentatively.
Tao Qingyang lowered his head and gave a bitter laugh, then suddenly raised his head again and said casually, "We'll know once we get back to the capital."
As soon as he finished speaking, he put the jade flute aside, hugged her, and kissed her again.
...
His skin was light, and his neck was slightly flushed. He still buried his head in her chest. "Take me out often in the future. I can be your bargaining chip at any time, and I can also... be more like a fox."
It's unbearable.
Qin Song couldn't bear it, and she couldn't sit still. She put one hand on his shoulder and gripped the wooden frame of the carriage tightly with the other. She took a moment to look at the red-clothed fox who was engrossed in eating candy. All she could see was the top of his dark hair held up with a silver hairpin.
His fluffy hair and the tip of his nose and brow bone tickled her shoulders, neck, and collarbone, making her feel itchy and numb, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.
He took a deep breath to keep his tone steady: "You know?"
“I know,” he raised his head, his chest heaving under the weight of the jolts, the fine beads of sweat on his forehead a testament to his effort, “I know you made me… accompany you downstairs to see Qin Yazhi, deliberately trying to make him think of me as the force behind you.”
Qin Song saw no displeasure in his eyes, and looked down to meet his gaze. "You don't mind?"
"I couldn't be happier." He was so excited that Qin Song's hand, which was gripping the wooden frame, was forced to loosen.
The tingling sensation made Qin Song grab his shoulders and hold on tightly.
Satisfied, he continued, "Don't even mention being considered your ally, which is something to brag about. Even if he thinks I'm your appendage, it doesn't matter. That way, I can cling to you anytime."
He placed his hands on her waist, and the exquisite beauty couldn't resist tilting her head back, revealing her snow-white neck.
Her long, slender neck, delicate and snow-white, was more captivating than anything else.
He kissed her, asking as he did so, "Just me, is that alright?"
Qin Song lost, once again.
The momentum was so strong that her toes, which were on the soft cotton cushion, were tense and it took her a long time to recover.
He quietly observed her reaction, paused for a moment, and waited until she leaned softly against his shoulder before continuing, "Want to lie down?"
He asked her a question, but his body was already holding her and placing her on the couch.
Tao Qingyang and Lu Youchuan are somewhat similar; they can usually see through Qin Song's intentions, or rather, they can figure out when Qin Song will feel comfortable.
Although he would keep asking questions, most of the time he didn't need Qin Song to answer, just like he asked just now, if he could just ask him.
Qin Song found it difficult to give him an answer, and he also had a clear idea in his mind. He still wished he could kill Lu Youchuan and Li Yu.
But Qin Song seems to have an excellent memory. Many of the questions he asked, which she didn't answer at the time, she would deliberately bring up again after a while, to torment and provoke him.
He seemed afraid she would answer his question now, so he continued to kiss her lips passionately, and the carriage swayed more and more violently...
Qin Song was tired, so she bit him hard on the spot where he had his old wound.
"hiss……"
It was rapid and intense, but gradually it slowed down and became gentler.
She felt warmth flowing through her.
...
As night deepened, the carriage moved and stopped intermittently, and the swaying of the vehicle lessened.
Qin Song lay in Tao Qingyang's arms. Neither of them was asleep. A single lamp was lit in the carriage, enough to make out the general layout of the room.
The two lay quietly, each saying a sentence to the other.
"General Tao, let me tell you a story."
"Hmm? You go ahead."
"Once upon a time, there was a poor girl who lost both her parents at a young age and was taken in by others. After growing up, she entered a prestigious university that only catered to the children of wealthy families. She came from an ordinary background and was initially unremarkable at the school, but she was extremely beautiful, and everything she did attracted the attention of countless men and women..."
"Admiration? A woman could admire her?" Tao Qingyang listened intently and couldn't help but interrupt.
"Of course, she's just that special, everyone would like her, but she has no power, and soon at a banquet, she was drugged and ended up sleeping with the most outstanding senior in the academy, and then came the second, the third, the fourth... until finally, she had a total of eight male lovers."
Qin Song recalled the previous world, and she had already described her glorious achievements in the simplest language.
Tao Qingyang listened attentively at first, but as the story became increasingly outrageous, he lost his initial relaxed demeanor and said in a deep voice, as if he had anticipated something, "I won't allow it."
"Hmm? What are you not allowed to do?"
“I won’t allow you to have so many men.” His words were resentful and left no room for argument.
"How did you know it was me?" Qin Song teased him on purpose, but he didn't answer.
She raised her hand and poked his tense chin again. "Okay, actually I come from another world. I just occupied the body of Lord Qin's daughter. And I came to this world with a mission. I need to have more than nine male companions, otherwise I will return to my original world."
The original world was pretty good; if only I could go back.
Qin Song pretended to be crying and deliberately leaned against his chest, acting coquettishly: "General Tao, do you want me to go back to my original world?"
Tao Qingyang didn't look at her, but his arms around her tightened unconsciously. Qin Song looked up and saw his smooth facial muscles bulging slightly. Was he gritting his teeth in resentment?
Sure enough, he took a deep breath. "Who gave you this mission? I'm going to kill him!"
"Hmph!" Qin Song turned over, angrily turning her back to him. "Don't you believe me? Or are you trying to force me to go back?!"
She couldn't see him, but she couldn't help but glance at the person behind her.
He couldn't sit still any longer. He pulled her into his arms from behind and kissed the top of her head repeatedly. "I believe you, Ah Song, I believe you. You used to tremble like a leaf when you saw me, but now you seem like a different person, completely different from everyone around you. At first, I thought you had lost your mind, but then I found out that you were not only not crazy, but also very intelligent. My mother and Madam Qin are close. She once said that Madam Qin is not an ordinary person. I have read her notes. I believe you. I believe you are not from this world."
He kept kissing her, holding her tighter and tighter. "I don't want you to go back. Don't even mention leaving this world, I don't want you to leave me even for a moment. But Ah Song, tell me, I..."
He opened his mouth several times, unable to find the words, and after a long silence, he finally stammered, "How could I bear it? I don't want you to have any contact with anyone else, not even a glance. I would want to kill the person who did it. Tell me, how can I accept this..."
He buried his face in the crook of her neck, looking helpless and sad.
Qin Song felt a secret thrill when she heard him say that, after all, his attitude had softened, and she also felt, in a despicable way, that his strong possessiveness actually pleased her.
She turned around and cupped his face in her hands. "No rush, take your time. Brother Tao, I'm actually very curious about what happened between you and the real Qin Song? Why is she so afraid of you?"
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