Military camps have been known for their lewd affairs since ancient times.

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Xu Zhiqing hadn't seen Li Wuling for half a month. That day, after returning from the military camp, she had let Li Wuling take liberties with her.

Xu Zhiqing didn't know what she was thinking. After lunch, she had intended to take a nap, but when she heard Li Wuling coming to talk to her, she intentionally didn't put her coat back on. Li

Wuling spoke, but his eyes kept glancing at Xu Zhiqing; they were practically glued to her.
"If you keep looking like that, you can go back," Xu Zhiqing said coldly.

This seemed to be a signal. Li Wuling boldly embraced Xu Zhiqing, who silently resisted until he bit her nipple, at which point her resistance stopped.

"Stop it, Wuling, what if Yunxiang sees us?" Xu Zhiqing felt itchy inside; her mature body, long deprived, was most vulnerable to a man's teasing. Soon, Xu Zhiqing was wet, completely soaked.

"Auntie, I want it." Li Wuling placed Xu Zhiqing's soft hand between his legs, letting her feel his heat.

"Auntie wants you too, but now is not the time." Xu Zhiqing struggled, but her hands gripped the man's penis tightly.

"Wuling, it hurts so much, Auntie." Li Wuling tried to take off Xu Zhiqing's pants, but she was sitting on a chair, making it difficult to remove them. Plus, the woman wasn't cooperating, so Li Wuling struggled for a long time, unable to even undo her belt.

"Wu'er, stop bothering your auntie, we can't do this anymore." Xu Zhiqing tried to persuade Li Wuling to leave.

"Really?" Li Wuling stood up, embraced Xu Zhiqing's head, and kissed her lips, kissing her again, then drawing out her sweet, fragrant tongue.

"Mmm..." Xu Zhiqing responded passionately, completely forgetting what she had just said.

Li Wuling released Xu Zhiqing's fragrant lips. Her lips, now devoid of the man's touch, parted slightly, seemingly anticipating his return. "Auntie, Wuling wants it."

Li Wuling glanced at the outer room, and seeing no movement, boldly pulled down his pants, standing before Xu Zhiqin with his erect penis.

Xu Zhiqin was startled and reached for the man's pants, wanting him to put them back on, but Li Wuling wouldn't allow it. He grabbed Xu Zhiqin's hand and held his penis.

"Use your mouth, Auntie, Wuling is so pent up." Li Wuling thought wickedly, as long as Xu Zhiqin relaxed, he would have plenty to play with in a moment.

"Use...use your mouth? Okay, use your mouth." Xu Zhiqin was also burning with desire, sitting on the chair and bending over to meet him, opening her mouth to take the man's penis in.

The pleasure between a man and a woman is a beautiful thing of mutual affection. The man was strong and firm, the woman was gentle and affectionate, and their entanglement in the room was naturally an indescribable scene of man and woman entangled.

Yunxiang was embroidering her needlework, thinking about the man's wicked kiss that morning, and now, just thinking about it made her cheeks burn.

The man inside was also burning with desire. His penis was moving in and out of the woman's mouth, the head of his penis entwined with her fragrant tongue, and his shaft coated with her sweet saliva.

Li Wuling, holding onto the small table, dared not breathe, his body arched back, head tilted back, afraid to look at the scene below, lest he ejaculate prematurely. His penis grew harder and harder, the veins on it throbbing. The woman clearly felt the man's impatience, her hands stroking faster, her mouth a little sore, but she still diligently wrapped it around his penis.

Li Wuling lowered his head and lifted Xu Zhiqing's dark hair, looking at her cold and beautiful face as she moved between his legs, her soft red lips encircling his penis. Li Wuling felt a pang in his lower back. "Auntie."
"Mmm, mmm." The man held his head and thrust twice, streams of semen spraying onto his palate. Xu Zhiqing closed her eyes and took all of the man's semen into her mouth, then swallowed it. Xu Zhiqing didn't want Yunxiang to find out anything.

After releasing the man, he sat back in his chair. Xu Zhiqing carefully licked him clean and gently wiped him with her scented handkerchief.

"Quick, put on your pants, don't let anyone see."

"Auntie, I..." Li Wuling got up, wanting to tease Xu Zhiqing again; his young body was tireless.
Xu Zhiqing interrupted him. "Listen to me, put them on quickly." After saying that, she wiped her mouth with the scented handkerchief she had just used to wipe the man's genitals.

"I won't." Li Wuling looked at the woman's actions; how could she treat him like this? "I want Auntie now."
Li Wuling picked up Xu Zhiqing and walked towards the bed. Xu Zhiqing glared at Li Wuling and said, "If you dare touch me today, I'll never see you again."

Li Wuling looked at the woman he had pinned to the bed, wanting to relive her tender body again, but he dared not, did not want to, and was unwilling to go against her wishes.

"But Auntie, I also want you to be comfortable."

"It's enough for Auntie to see you, and... and to make you happy, Auntie will be satisfied." Xu Zhiqing gently stroked Li Wuling's handsome face.

In the end, Li Wuling listened to the woman's words. Looking down as he put on his trousers, he didn't notice the faint, almost imperceptible, disappointment in Xu Zhiqing's eyes.

Recalling the events of that day, Xu Zhiqing felt a pang of panic. If Li Wuling had really forced himself on her, would she really be angry? Xu Zhiqing didn't know, maybe...

'It's time to find someone to serve Wu'er personally,' Xu Zhiqing suddenly thought. After all, they were aunt and nephew, a relationship that couldn't be made public. Besides, Li Wuling wasn't young anymore. If he had a woman by his side, he probably wouldn't bother her like this anymore.

Thinking of the wealthy young ladies and rich girls she knew, what kind of woman should she choose?

Xu Zhiqing felt a strange unease. Reluctance, resentment—she suddenly realized she didn't want Li Wuling to be with other women.

"Is Madam feeling unwell?" Xu Zhiqin lay sprawled on the bed, while Yunxiang sat at the foot of the bed mending clothes that Young Master Li Wuling had sent back yesterday. She glanced up and noticed Xu Zhiqin's furrowed brow, asking with concern.
"It's nothing, I was just thinking..." Xu Zhiqin's eyes lit up at the sight of Yunxiang. Yunxiang wasn't stunningly beautiful, but she was definitely pretty. She'd been with her for two or three years; not only was she diligent, but she was also very considerate. She wasn't talkative, but she was lively and always had a smile on her face. She'd never seen Yunxiang argue with anyone. Most importantly, she was her confidante; she hadn't been handed over to anyone else. "Yunxiang, how old are you?"

"Hmm? I'm seventeen this year. Why did Madam ask that?" Yunxiang continued mending the clothes, her heart skipping a beat, as if the thing she'd been waiting for was about to happen.

"I remember you have an older sister besides your parents, right?"

"Yes, Madam."

"Then... is there a future husband's family you've arranged?" Xu Zhiqing looked at Yunxiang's gradually flushed cheeks.

"No." Yunxiang's brief words were barely audible; if Xu Zhiqing hadn't been so close, she probably wouldn't have heard them.
"Then... if I were to arrange this for you, would your family object?" Xu Zhiqing was increasingly satisfied with her.
Yunxiang paused, then gently shook her head. Yunxiang's mother had long ago told her to work hard for Xu Zhiqing. She could become a concubine for some master or young master, or even a maidservant if necessary.

Then she could live a life of comfort and help support her family.

"Is it no? Or will you not object?" Xu Zhiqing reached out and shook Yunxiang, who was so nervous she almost fainted.

"Yes, yes, I'll listen to whatever you say, Madam. I won't object to your arrangements." Yunxiang was so nervous she didn't know what to say.
"What did you say?" Xu Zhiqing smiled and tapped Yunxiang's little head. "I know, then you'll listen to my arrangements. I'll tell your parents when we get back to Jinling."

"Okay." Yunxiang kept her head down, but her needlework stopped, and her little hands tugged at Li Wuling's clothes.

"Don't pull, if you tear them, no one will make him new ones."

"How could that be?" Yunxiang quickly retorted, only to find that Xu Zhiqing was just teasing her.

"Good, little Yunxiang wants a man too." Xu Zhiqing suddenly resolved something and was in a great mood, unconsciously playing around with the little maid.

"Madam, please stop teasing me, Madam." Yunxiang, tickled by Xu Zhiqing's breath, dared not switch hands, especially since she was holding an embroidery needle. She had to dodge Xu Zhiqing's touch to avoid hurting her, while also avoiding her delicate hands. "Madam, please spare Xiang'er."

After a while, Yunxiang was exhausted and lay limp on the bed, and Xu Zhiqing finally stopped.

"Would you like to go and be a maid for Wuling?" Xu Zhiqing asked, pulling Yunxiang up.

Having teased her for a while, Yunxiang was much more relaxed and less nervous. She peeked at Xu Zhiqing's expression and, knowing she wasn't joking, nodded. "Yunxiang will follow Madam's arrangements."

"Hmm. After he marries, he can take you as a concubine." Xu Zhiqing took the girl's hand. "

Yunxiang thanks Madam." For someone of her status, marrying into a wealthy family was already difficult enough. She didn't aspire to be a principal wife; being a concubine was the best outcome for her. Moreover, Yunxiang truly loved Li Wuling; these past few days, while working, she could only think of him practicing martial arts in the courtyard that morning. Every night, when all was quiet, Yunxiang's mind was almost entirely filled with thoughts of Li Wuling.

Both women had fulfilled their wishes; one got up and stretched, the other put down her needlework to prepare afternoon pastries.

Holding

the shriveled steamed bun in her hand, An Biru was furious. More and more people were following her; it seemed they were after her.

For the past few days, thinking there were no more pursuers, An Biru had indeed slept soundly for several nights. She could even enjoy a bowl of fragrant rice porridge in the morning, no longer having to walk mountain paths or venture into forests. But

her good fortune didn't last long. The night before last, An Biru arrived at a small village and asked a family for lodging. Just as she was drifting off to sleep, she heard dogs barking in the village.

Having developed a habit from years of travel, An Biru always slept fully clothed. She sat up abruptly, having not eaten a hot meal since that night.

The steamed buns she ate today were stolen a couple of days ago. The thought of herself, the dignified White Lotus Saintess, reduced to such a state was both laughable and pathetic.

Fortunately, she hadn't used the White Lotus Sect's codes along the way, and her old followers hadn't come looking for her. Therefore, the groups following her weren't too close.

She took a bite of the bun, drank some water, and swallowed with difficulty. An Biru was almost in tears, huffing and puffing at the bun in her hand, finally managing to fill her stomach.

She had originally intended to head directly to Zhejiang, but to shake off her pursuers, An Biru had no choice but to head south. She was unfamiliar with the area, and An Biru only hoped to slow down her pursuers.

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Gao Qiu's soldiers immediately lined up at his signal. The bandits were numerous, and the镖师 (bodyguards/escorts) in front were no pushovers either. Leaving some to guard the goods, the rest charged forward.

The镖师 (bodyguards/escorts) blocked the bandits at the front gate, but another group of bandits rushed out from the left side of the mountain path, heading straight for Gao Qiu's caravan.

In one-on-one combat, Gao Qiu's men were no match for the镖师, but in collective combat, these elite soldiers, who had crawled out of corpses, displayed a fighting prowess far beyond what the highly skilled镖师 could achieve.
Facing the enemy, the镖师 mostly fought independently, with only a few close friends supporting each other. On the other hand, Gao Qiu's soldiers split into two groups, one on the left and one on the right, directly attacking the rear of the bandits. The bandits' target was the valuables in the caravan, so most of them went straight for the caravan, with only a few dealing with the soldiers on the flanks.

The leading bandit quickly realized something was wrong. Normally, the two groups would engage in a fierce battle, but this time, the other side wasn't fighting them. The bandits ran to the front of the caravan, rushing to grab the valuables. Only a dozen or so didn't advance, turning back to fight Gao Qiu's men.

"Stop fucking taking it! We've been killed and we're back here scavenging for scraps! All of you, charge up there!" the bandit leader yelled. The bandits, however, clung to their loot, hoping to escape back up the mountain in the chaos. But Hu Bugui wasn't about to let them go. He led five or six sharpshooters, each with two crossbows, and focused on the bandits running uphill, killing them with a single arrow.

At this moment, Ning Yuxi burst out of the carriage. The pent-up frustration of the past few days, coupled with her bad mood, caused the three bandits closest to her carriage to be killed before they could even react.

Gao Qiu, with four men guarding Zhang Junru's carriage, watched the killing machine Ning Yuxi move through the bandits, heads rolling on the ground with each movement. Gao Qiu was genuinely glad Ning Yuxi hadn't turned against him.

Forty or fifty bandits, plus a dozen skilled martial artists, were barely enough for Ning Yuxi to vent her anger. Glancing at the镖师 (bodyguards/escorts), Ning Yuxi hesitated, wondering whether to go over. Then Hu Bugui approached.

"Don't go. This place is important. I'll take people over." This was the first time Hu Bugui had spoken to her since that day.

That day, Gao Qiu had thrust his penis into her body in front of Hu Bugui, and Ning Yuxi's body had gone limp.

At that moment, her inner knot had been untied, and her physical needs had overcome her psychological unease. Ning Yuxi passionately responded to the man's—no, to the men's demands.

Gao Qiu understood her body; his gentle movements made her body, which had cooled down, heat up again.

Suddenly, his thick, long penis pressed against her clitoris. She arched her back, wanting to take another hard thrust, but the man only moved lightly at the entrance. Just as her heart settled, the man thrust deeply into her core again. Ning Yuxi couldn't grasp the man's rhythm and looked at him with a hint of anger.

Suddenly, she felt a grab on her chest, and Ning Yuxi realized with a start that Hu Bugui was still there. Her heart pounded, and Ning Yuxi didn't dare to look at Hu Bugui.

Gao Qiu thrust twice more, then stood up and made room for Hu Bugui. Hu Bugui came between Ning Yuxi's legs, and Ning Yuxi quickly lay on her side, her legs together.

Gao Qiu whispered soothing words to her, his sweet talk making Ning Yuxi dizzy. The emptiness in her body prevented her from twisting away from Hu Bugui's large hands. One leg was lifted, and a hot, hard penis filled her.

If Gao Qiu had aroused her desire, then Hu Bugui was now slowly smoothing and crushing it.

Gao Qiu rarely moved inside her like this. Hu Bugui was like a tireless bull, thrusting in and out of her body with great intensity.

"Ah," "Hmm," "Slower," "No," "I can't take it anymore." Ning Yuxi closed her eyes, enjoying the man's frenzy and
the orgasm he brought her.

There was no gentle, slow, or fast thrusting, no varying speed or depth; only rapid, frenzied thrusting. Ning Yuxi had already climaxed once, but her tender passage eagerly awaited the next.

Gao Qiu took his hand and grasped his penis, which Ning Yuxi mechanically manipulated

. All sensation seemed to vanish from her body, except for that small area where she met the man's penis, which remained truly present. "Haa...haa..." Ning Yuxi gasped, and the man on top of her breathed heavily.

Suddenly, Hu Bugui stopped; the man hadn't ejaculated. "I want to kiss you," Hu Bugui said, lowering Ning Yuxi's legs and whispering in her ear.

Ning Yuxi didn't move, but she could feel the man's breath; his hot lips quickly pressed against hers.

Ning Yuxi responded to the man's kiss, and he straightened his body, her legs wrapping around his waist.

Hu Bugui pressed his entire body against hers; the frenzied intercourse was gone, replaced by gentle thrusts that relaxed Ning Yuxi completely, except for her vagina, which remained tightly entwined with the man.

Hu Bugui softly recounted his affair with An Biru.

Ning Yuxi felt both envious and jealous of An Biru's carefree nature, which lessened her guilt considerably. She decided to let go and entwine herself with Hu Bugui, one strong and powerful, the other gentle and yielding.

Soon, Hu Bugui's pent-up semen, released all night, was released deep within Ning Yuxi's body.

The two men and one woman continued their lewd night.

Gao Qiu spoke of future plans while thrusting his penis from behind, while Hu Bugui knelt before her, his thick, long penis moving in and out of her mouth.

After a while, she lay down again, Hu Bugui, with his furry penis, gently thrusting against her vulva, while Gao Qiu straddled her chest, his penis nestled between her breasts.

The room was filled with the sounds of lewd slapping, then only the panting of the men and women. Knowing that all three were exhausted, they finally ceased their activities.

Coming to her senses, Ning Yuxi saw that Hu Bugui had already led his men to charge forward. She glanced back at Gao Qiu and saw him looking at her too, which suddenly made her feel much more relaxed.

Shaking her head, Ning Yuxi returned to her carriage.

The battle ended quickly; only a dozen or so bandits escaped. Gao Qiu's side suffered two wounded and four dead. The镖师 (bodyguards/escorts) suffered a dozen wounded and three dead. Three leaders, big and small, were captured.

Looking at the three kneeling men, Gao Qiu grabbed the leader who had just directed his men to seize his caravan and swiftly beheaded him. "You two, who has something to say?" Gao Qiu asked, looking at the other two leaders, one of whom had already wet himself in fear.

Chapter Four.

"Are you there?" Gao Qiu knocked on the carriage and asked.

"Yes," Ning Yuxi replied calmly.

"The bandit leader we captured confessed some things."

"Hmm. It's enough that you know; telling me won't help." Ning Yuxi didn't want to have any more contact with Gao Qiu and Hu Bugui. These past few days, sitting alone in the car in quiet contemplation, she had thought a lot. She was confused and didn't know which way to go.

"There's news about your junior sister." Gao Qiu was also a little embarrassed; their relationship had been somewhat strained since that day.

"When are we leaving?" Ning Yuxi asked.

"We'll leave soon. We can't stay here long. After loading the goods and bandaging the wounded, we can set off." Gao Qiu looked at the bodyguards treating the wounded ahead, while Du Yu was rearranging the route.

"Then… come back after the caravan departs." She could ignore other people's affairs, but she still needed to care about An Biru's situation.

"Okay, I'll go help arrange things later and come find you later." Gao Qiu said, about to leave.
"Come back yourself." Ning Yuxi quickly reminded him; she was really afraid to see Hu Bugui now.

"Okay, I'll come back myself in a bit."

Ning Yuxi didn't reply from inside the car. Gao Qiu stood waiting for a while, then saw Du Yu waving at him. He glanced at the carriage and walked over.

"What exactly do you guys do?" Du Yu asked bluntly.

"Merchants." Gao Qiu didn't need to explain much, so he simply told Du Yu.
"Your men aren't just ordinary bodyguards and thugs. They're not only fast, but also ruthless. That's something most people can't do. I can't find many like that among my镖师 (bodyguards/escorts)." Du Yu probed Gao Qiu's intentions, unwilling to

give up. "I specifically chose them because they're ruthless." Gao Qiu looked around. "Where are the two bandit leaders?"

"They're gone." Du Yu said casually, looking indifferent. "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

"Good that they're gone. When do we leave?" Gao Qiu looked at Du Yu.

"Fine, fine. We can leave now. Is there anything else you need to do?" Seeing Gao Qiu's evasive manner, Du Yu gave up.

"Old Hu." Gao Qiu turned around and called to Hu Bugui.

"Speak!" Hu Bugui leaned out from the back of the caravan.

"How is it? Can we set off?"

"No problem, everything is set up, we can leave anytime." Hu Bugui waved his hand to indicate that everything was in order.
"We're all set." Gao Qiu turned back to wait for Du Yu's instructions.

"Good, we'll set off once the scouts return." Du Yu called to a bodyguard to inform everyone to prepare for departure.

"Are we still taking the back road?" Gao Qiu was a little unhappy, after all, the caravan's route had already been leaked.
"No, we're not following the original plan. We'll take the main road out of the mountains up ahead." Du Yu replied.
"That's good. There are more people and towns on the main road, making it less convenient for the enemy to ambush us." Gao Qiu had wanted to take the main road for a while, but Xu Zhiqin had told him to follow the caravan, so he hadn't interfered too much with the route the caravan had already arranged.

"No, we'll split up. You come with me, and one of my men will go out and continue along the mountain road." Du Yu said.

"Won't the people who split up be in danger if we go this way?" Gao Qiu asked with concern.

"What business is this without some risks?" Du Yu smiled confidently.

After a few days of getting to know this young man, Gao Qiu had developed some trust and goodwill towards him, knowing that he was capable and that he just needed to cooperate.

The main group headed towards the main road, which was a bit longer, but much easier to travel than the mountain path. Another small group continued on the mountain path. At this moment, even Gao Qiu didn't know where the goods the caravan was transporting were.

Du Yu rode his horse in the caravan of the caravan. He had a vivid memory of Ning Yuxi fighting among the bandits. The figure that haunted his dreams had reappeared, and he was certain he couldn't be mistaken.

How could she be with them? Du Yu thought, recalling the first time he saw her, dressed in the uniform of a soldier. Du Yu suddenly felt that he had grasped a very important clue.

They were… the more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became. Du Yu recalled the bandit attack, the presence of a group of martial arts practitioners among the bandits, and the skill of Gao Qiu's men. He also thought about the refugees causing trouble in Jiangnan; his escort mission was unlikely to be peaceful any longer.

How did people find out so quickly that he was taking the mountain path? Du Yu felt something was amiss, so he simply sent away a few of his men whom he didn't trust. He had taken the back road to avoid being noticed, but now that he was being watched, it was better to take the main road.

While Du Yu was pondering these thoughts, Gao Qiu was explaining Du Yu's arrangements to Hu Bugui.
"Since you've agreed, I have no objections," Hu Bugui said, somewhat worried after hearing that Du Yu had sent away a portion of his men.

"What? Is there a problem?" Gao Qiu asked.

His own caravan set off alongside Du Yu's, the two of them bringing up the rear.

"What if they're all in cahoots?" Hu Bugui was referring to the martial arts practitioners among the bandits and the escort agency. "If those people go ahead to report and make arrangements, we'll be in danger."

"Although that's possible, they won't target us. We're just a merchant caravan, not conspicuous, and we've only been out for a short time. I believe the news of him being escorted to the capital hasn't leaked out yet." Gao Qiu looked at Ning Yuxi's carriage ahead. "Besides, you heard what the bandits said earlier. They were clearly probing the caravan's strength, not ours."

"I hope things are that simple." Hu Bugui was still a little uneasy.

"It's better to be careful." Gao Qiu didn't dare to be careless either. "Here's what we'll do. I'll keep a close eye on the caravan's movements. You'll have to take extra care of the caravan."

"Sure." Hu Bugui nodded. "What did you say to her just now?"

"Huh?" Gao Qiu was taken aback but immediately understood who Hu Bugui was talking about. "Nothing much, just saying I'd go over and talk to her about the bandits later."

"Did we go a bit too far?" Every time he thought of Ning Yuxi moaning and panting beneath him, Hu Bugui felt a surge of heat.

"I don't know." Gao Qiu was also worried. After all, given Ning Yuxi's personality, the fact that she was still willing to talk to him was already a huge relief.

"Then hurry up and go. No matter what, there has to be a result, right?" Hu Bugui urged.

"Then keep a close eye on things here. Take care of the wounded, and leave those with serious injuries for him at the front." Gao Qiu walked towards Ning Yuxi's carriage. "I'll go talk to her."

Ning Yuxi sat in the carriage, resting with her eyes closed. She had just gone on a killing spree, and had vented a lot of her resentment. Ning Yuxi really couldn't tell who she was angry with. Gao Qiu? She hadn't spoken to him for several days, and she still felt a little nervous when she saw him. She couldn't understand why he was acting this way.

The caravan had been gone for a while, but Gao Qiu still hadn't come back. Ning Yuxi was getting impatient. Thinking that he was probably talking to Hu Bugui, and remembering Hu Bugui's rudeness, Ning Yuxi blushed. She had actually been so willing to accept another man.

Suddenly recalling her past experiences with Lin San, Ning Yuxi felt surprisingly little guilt.

Footsteps sounded outside; Ning Yuxi knew Gao Qiu was approaching. Feeling uneasy in the carriage, she didn't know how to be alone with him.

Gao Qiu quickly boarded the carriage. Seeing him approach, the driver slowed the carriage down, and Gao Qiu nimbly leaped onto it. Ning Yuxi happened to lift the carriage curtain and saw Gao Qiu jump onto the carriage.

Just as Gao Qiu was feeling smug about his agility, the carriage lurched, almost throwing him off. Fortunately, Ning Yuxi grabbed him, and Gao Qiu, deliberately mischievous, pounced into the carriage, pressing himself against Ning Yuxi.
The driver watched Gao Qiu pull his legs into the carriage, a wave of envy washing over him. The commotion General Gao had caused on the second floor of the inn that day had been quite something; the brothers downstairs had overheard a live sex show. These past two days, traveling with this woman whose appearance he didn't even know, fueled his growing curiosity.

Knowing nothing would actually happen between the two in the carriage, the soldiers driving still listened intently to the sounds coming from inside.

"You…" Ning Yuxi whispered, pushing the man off her. "Get up, there are people outside!"
"Just say so, they can't see us." Gao Qiu held Ning Yuxi somewhat shamelessly. Although she was disguised, she still smelled sweet and had her unique scent.

"I'll get angry if you keep doing this." Ning Yuxi stopped struggling, lying there glaring at Gao Qiu.

"Okay, okay." Gao Qiu sat up.

Ning Yuxi also sat up, keeping a certain distance from him. "Say what you have to say quickly." Having been pinned down by Gao Qiu earlier, Ning Yuxi didn't feel much resentment.

Gao Qiu moved closer to Ning Yuxi and recounted what the two bandit leaders had told him.
This band of bandits had only recently gathered, robbing two villages and several caravans. Because no one had been killed, they hadn't yet attracted the attention of the local government.

Once people are free from restraint, their audacity naturally grows. Finding themselves unchecked, this group became increasingly arrogant. The bandit leader plotted to establish a title for himself and, moreover, to acquire a "wife" (a title for a woman who takes advantage of one's situation).

As the saying goes, "If you don't act recklessly, you won't die." One day, trouble came knocking. A group of over twenty martial arts figures arrived at the mountain, wanting to join their ranks. The bandit leader was overjoyed at the sight. He knew his men's capabilities, but with these martial arts figures, his confidence was greatly enhanced.

The leader of the group told the bandit leader that a caravan from a security escort agency would be arriving in a few days and asked
if he dared to intercept them. Blinded by their victory, the bandits naturally refused. Moreover, being a rabble, they disregarded all rules and regulations. After discussing the matter with the leader of the martial arts figures, they finalized the agreement.

Du Yu and Gao Qiu's caravan arrived at their ambush site. The number of caravan members was significantly larger than expected. The second leader, the leader of the group of martial arts figures, was also surprised by the large number of extra people. After a brief discussion, they decided to split into two teams to intercept the caravan, one in front and one behind.

The skilled members were assigned to rob the caravan at the front, including the bandit leader. The second leader, however, didn't participate at all, claiming he was going with the other team to rob the caravan at the back, but actually just to scout out the caravan's strength before running off.

"What does this have to do with my junior sister?" Ning Yuxi hadn't heard a single thing about An Biru after listening for a while.

"These martial arts figures aren't locals, and I found the White Lotus Sect's mark on their corpses," Gao Qiu said.

"You suspect my junior sister?" Ning Yuxi asked, frowning. 　　" 　　I

don't suspect your junior sister. I think this group might be related to the people causing trouble in the south. But they don't seem to be after our 'goods'." 　　"But this is still with my junior sister..." Ning Yuxi started to say, then realized what he meant. 　　"Yes, we can suspect your junior sister is causing trouble, and others can think so too." Gao Qiu bluntly stated. 　　"My junior sister wouldn't do that." Ning Yuxi affirmed. 　　"You believe me, and I believe you. What about others? If your junior sister can come out and explain the situation at this time, it might be okay, but what if she can't?" Gao Qiu shared his thoughts with Ning Yuxi.

"You mean Junior Sister An is in danger?" Ning Yuxi also sensed the seriousness of the situation.

"She's not just in danger, she's in great danger." Gao Qiu looked at Ning Yuxi. "If you can contact her, you must warn her to be careful. It's best if she stays with General Xu. Firstly, for safety, and secondly, if something really happens, with General Xu as a witness, her suspicion will be greatly reduced."

"What happened?" Ning Yuxi was too worried to think clearly.

"Who is the goods the escort agency is transporting for?"

"For whom?" Ning Yuxi was stumped. "For? For Qingxuan."

"For the imperial court." Gao Qiu reminded her.

"Right."

"The bandits want to rob the escort agency."

"Right! Ah!" Ning Yuxi suddenly understood. "The goods the escort agency is transporting are very important; they might be related to these people's plans. And my junior sister is not only the Holy Mother of the White Lotus Sect, but also Lin San's wife, and Lin San is also..."

Ning Yuxi didn't finish her sentence. The enemy was plotting such a shocking conspiracy.

"This is just speculation; we don't have any concrete evidence yet," Gao Qiu reminded Ning Yuxi.

"Evidence?"

"It seems the evidence that can solve all this is inside the caravan." Gao Qiu quietly took Ning Yuxi's hand and held it tightly.

"I'll go steal it." Ning Yuxi didn't notice the man's action.

"We don't know what it is. Besides, the caravan still has more than a dozen carts, each with something on it. This thing could be big or small, and there's a group of people who aren't with us. How can we steal it?"

"Then what should we do?" Ning Yuxi was at a loss.

"How could you forget? Who gave this thing to the caravan?"

"Xu Zhiqing!!!"

Chapter 5

Southern Town.

An Biru walked briskly through the town's market with her hands behind her back. She had been hiding here for a day or two, originally planning to continue north, but coincidentally, a cargo ship was going to Zhejiang in a few days, and she had already arranged with the captain to take her along.

Unwilling to stay cooped up indoors, An Biru disguised herself and came to the market. She was currently renting a place, and the money was, of course, stolen. After resting for two days, An Biru felt much better, but her body felt somewhat restless; her mature body hadn't been touched by a man in a long time.

She wandered around, looking here and there. The town didn't have many things; mostly homegrown vegetables and fruits, and some handicrafts. Ever since the Xiao family started selling women's underwear, these things that women should have made themselves had quietly become popular commodities, including women's undergarments and other intimate items that had slowly appeared on the shelves.
An Biru entered a tailor shop. When she first arrived, she had ordered an undergarment here. The undergarment was already made; if she wanted a pattern embroidered on it, she would have to wait a day or two.

"Boss lady!" The boss lady was a woman around thirty years old, clearly shrewd and capable. She led several embroiderers, sewing and mending clothes for customers. At this moment, she was sitting behind the counter gesturing at something.
"Miss, you've arrived." The boss lady looked up at An Biru, remembered her customer, and quickly stood up, smiling as she greeted her. "Your things are all embroidered, Yan'er, come quickly."

The proprietress called out, and soon an embroiderer came out. "Aunt Yue, did you call me?"

"Take this young lady to the back to see her things, the ones the maid embroidered last night." After all, these are women's personal items, and it's a little embarrassing to show them directly in the shop.

"I know, young lady, come with me." Miss Yan'er led An Biru to the back.

Taking the embroiderer's thin gauze bib, she saw two white lotus flowers embroidered on it, lifelike, with very dense stitches, showing the embroiderer's skillful needlework.

"Beautiful." An Biru held it in her hands and liked it very much.

"The maid is the best embroiderer here." Yan'er said, seeing An Biru's satisfied expression. "It just so happens that the maid hasn't had any work these past few days, otherwise it might have taken ten days or half a month, otherwise, someone else might not have been able to embroider it this beautifully." "

It is indeed very good, I'm going now." The last time An Biru touched the needle and thread was probably the sachets she embroidered for her senior sister and herself. Her own needlework couldn't compare to the skill of the embroiderers in her hands. Thinking that she wouldn't be traveling around anymore, she should embroider a pair of sachets again.

Yan'er finished wrapping the undergarment and handed it to An Biru, leading her towards the shop. An Biru heard a man's voice talking to the shopkeeper. The voice sounded familiar, and An Biru quickened her pace.
Seeing Yan'er leading An Biru in, the shopkeeper smiled and asked, "Are you satisfied

, young lady?" "Very satisfied. The embroiderers here are very skilled," An Biru replied politely, but her eyes were fixed on the man in the shop.

The man was tall, not very muscular, dressed like a scholar, with a faint smile on his handsome, fair face. His large eyes were bright and spirited, and his thin lips gave him an air of eloquence that appealed to women.
Seeing An Biru looking at him, the man smiled and nodded without speaking, then looked back at the shopkeeper, seemingly waiting for her reply.

"Please wait a moment, sir, let me calculate this young lady's bill first."

"No rush, please go ahead with your business." The man, fan in hand, turned to the other side of the shop, looking at the various fabrics.
The proprietress accepted the silver from An Biru. "Keep the change." Since it was stolen, how could An Biru be frugal?

The loose silver was probably four or five qian, no small sum. The proprietress beamed, thanking him repeatedly.

"No need to thank me, I'm very satisfied with the goods. Consider the extra a reward." An Biru exchanged pleasantries with the proprietress while walking towards the man beside her.

"What are you doing here?" An Biru looked at the man.

The man turned around, not particularly surprised, but still curiously scrutinizing the plainly dressed woman before him. "Have we met before?" He had too many romantic affairs, but he couldn't recall ever having a casual encounter with a woman like this. Her

loose, simple outer garment completely concealed An Biru's beautiful figure. "Oh, is Young Master Zuo so busy with his romantic escapades that he's forgotten about this country bumpkin?" Since no one here recognized her, An Biru boldly joked with Zuo Qingyuan.

This woman actually knew his name, and anyone who called him Young Master Zuo was definitely from his own household. When did he get involved with a servant? He was treating An Biru like one of his servants. "Madam is too kind. I truly have no recollection of you. I hope Madam can enlighten me."

"I love seeing your silly face." An Biru laughed happily.

"Hehe." Zuo Qingyuan awkwardly chuckled along. This woman might be a little silly; why had he chatted with her for so long? He still needed to find someone later. He decided to ignore An Biru and went to the shopkeeper, giving a few instructions. He had already taken the measurements and was here to confirm the fabric. Having finished his

business, Zuo Qingyuan walked out of the tailor shop and saw An Biru standing at the door watching him.

She met Zuo Qingyuan when she first came down from the mountain, through his mother. At that time, she was alone and didn't want to return to the Miao village. By chance, she met his mother. Her mother liked this generous and cheerful girl very much and took a liking to her, so she simply adopted An Biru as her goddaughter.

An Biru had no fixed abode, and suddenly someone cared for her. This warm and happy feeling of home made her unable to refuse. With such a mother, An Biru suddenly had someone to rely on. Her godmother had been a widow for many years and had only one son, Zuo Qingyuan.

Zuo Qingyuan was a year older than An Biru. As the saying goes, a loving mother often spoils her son, and Zuo Qingyuan was a perfect example. From a very young age, he was the little tyrant of the family. He wouldn't kill or commit arson, but all the maids in the family were afraid of him. If he took a fancy to a maid, he would dare to flirt with her in front of everyone. Of course, he would never do such things in front of his mother. Some people had complained, but Zuo Qingyuan always appeared aggrieved in front of his mother. Since she hadn't witnessed her son's misbehavior firsthand, his mother couldn't possibly believe it and would only offer comfort to the servants to appease them. Zuo Qingyuan's cleverness lay in his refusal to retaliate against those who complained. Instead, he would have his mother reward the servants, making his mother even less likely to believe anything further

. Zuo Qingyuan was actually quite handsome, and the maids didn't dislike him. After all, marrying a wealthy young master as a concubine was better than marrying a peddler, slave, or servant. However, few would object to Zuo Qingyuan's secret flirting, but flirting in public was too much to ask for, so the maids avoided him.

All of this changed completely after An Biru arrived.

Zuo Qingyuan assumed his mother had brought home such a beautiful girl to be his wife, and he stared intently at the flower-like An Biru. A young, beautiful face, rosy skin, and jet-black hair; her large, dark eyes shone brightly as she curiously observed him.

"Cousin."

"Hmm. Hmm?" Zuo Qingyuan responded subconsciously, then suddenly realized what she meant. "What did you call me?"
"Qingyuan, this is your cousin. She'll be living with us from now on." Zuo's mother smiled at the two children; An Biru was even a little taller than Zuo Qingyuan.

"My cousin? Don't we have any other relatives?" Zuo Qingyuan glanced at his mother, then at An Biru, whose smile was sweet.

"If she's your cousin, then she's your cousin." Zuo's mother got up and led An Biru to the backyard to arrange her accommodations.

The whole family spent the entire day bustling around An Biru, pouring tea, boiling water, bringing snacks, arranging bedding—An Biru was constantly busy.

Only Zuo Qingyuan remained motionless beside An Biru, his eyes practically glued to her, finding her increasingly beautiful and endearing.

Gradually, everyone became familiar with An Biru, whose cheerful personality won over everyone in the family. While on the mountain, she managed her own daily life, though her adoptive mother provided two maids, An Biru still did many things herself.

For a time, An Biru truly wished for a life like this, to find someone to marry and forget about her master and senior sister.

Zuo Qingyuan had been eyeing An Biru. Initially, he didn't understand her temperament, but after a long period of contact, he thought he knew her well. One afternoon, while everyone was taking a nap, he sneaked into An Biru's room.

The consequences were predictable: Zuo Qingyuan lay on the floor, thoroughly scolded, while An Biru smiled sweetly, her silver needles moving back and forth across his body.

Zuo Qingyuan made a series of promises, swearing and vows. An Biru, mindful of Zuo's mother's kindness, wouldn't really do anything to him. She pricked him with a silver needle, threatening that she had hit his vital point and that if he didn't obey, he wouldn't be a man anymore. Zuo Qingyuan turned pale with fright. After that, Zuo Qingyuan became much more obedient.

Later, Zuo's mother passed away, and An Biru was once again all alone. Although her family wanted her to stay, she still left. Zuo Qingyuan was the one who least wanted her to leave. Despite their constant bickering, their bond was the deepest. The mature Zuo Qingyuan cared for An Biru like an older brother and a father, though his lustful desires remained unchanged.

"You men are so heartless." An Biru spoke without faking it, and Zuo Qingyuan stared at her wide-eyed.
"You are...?" Zuo Qingyuan looked at the woman in disbelief.

"Your own sister is wandering alone outside, and you, as her brother, don't even bother to come and look for her." An Biru said coquettishly, turning to leave.

"Sister Ru?" Zuo Qingyuan grabbed her hand.

"Hey, you haven't gotten rid of your habit of flirting with girls on the street yet?" An Biru lightly scratched his palm.

"Why are you like this?" Zuo Qingyuan, who had been pulled to the street corner by An Biru, held her hand tenderly, looking at her face, trying to find a trace of his former self.

"Am I not pretty anymore?" An Biru pretended to be disappointed and lowered her head.

"How could that be? You will always be the beautiful little sister in my heart." Zuo Qingyuan hugged An Biru tightly.
The man's breath filled her nostrils, and An Biru took a deep breath, her heart pounding.

Although her clothes were rough and loose, a woman's figure couldn't be faked. Her full breasts pressed against Zuo Qingyuan's chest, and with her arms pressed down, the flesh pressed even more firmly against his chest, and the soft feeling from above aroused Zuo Qingyuan's lower body.

'Her figure is really good!' Zuo Qingyuan thought to himself. Although he had been with women with large breasts, what he couldn't have was always the best.

Zuo Qingyuan had been practicing martial arts with her for a while, of course, it was because she had forced him. Today, being held in his arms for the first time, the man's firm chest pressed against her breasts, and An Biru felt her nipples harden.

Calm down, Zuo Qingyuan reminded himself, his sister knew martial arts.

"Who holds their sister like this?" An Biru raised her arms to hug the man, although they were in a secluded corner of the street, they were still in the street, and a strange excitement rippled through their chests.

The woman's words were clearly not a rejection, and Zuo Qingyuan boldly slid his hand to An Biru's waist, gently stroking it. "Why can't brother hold his sister like this?" "

Are you starting to be naughty again?" An Biru felt the man's movement and glanced up at him.
Seeing that An Biru did not object, Zuo Qingyuan's lust was aroused, he pinched her buttocks with one hand and pressed her against the wall, lowering his head to kiss her.

An Biru turned her head away from the man and whispered. "Wait, there's a disguise on your face. Let me take it off."

Zuo Qingyuan moved away from An Biru to give her some space, his arms around her slender waist as he watched her work on her face. A moment later, An Biru removed the mask and casually tucked it into her sleeve.

Looking up at Zuo Qingyuan, An Biru smiled sweetly. "How is it? Don't you look different? Not as pretty as before?"

Zuo Qingyuan was speechless. His once youthful face had lost its youthful innocence, replaced by a mature and alluring charm. He was still so beautiful, still so stunning.

"I love seeing you act silly." An Biru smiled and tapped the man's nose.

The man snapped out of his reverie, remembering what he had just been about to do. Zuo Qingyuan lowered his head again, and An Biru dodged away once more.

"What are you doing?" An Biru asked with a coquettish laugh.

Not getting a kiss on her lips, Zuo Qingyuan kissed An Biru's cheek instead, his hand once again wandering restlessly to her ample buttocks.

"I'll get angry if you keep doing this," An Biru threatened, half-jokingly.

"Good sister, I missed you so much! Don't ever leave again now that you're back." Zuo Qingyuan's hand had already slipped inside An Biru's loose dress.

In terms of fresh and delicate beauty, Ning Yuxi was undoubtedly more attractive, and An Biru wasn't as pretty as Ning Yuxi in terms of looks alone. But in terms of mature allure, who had more womanly charm? Ten Ning Yuxis couldn't compare to one An Biru's captivating allure.
At this moment, Zuo Qingyuan was completely unable to resist. His hand, reaching for her chest, was caught by An Biru. He pulled his hand back, placing An Biru's small hand between his legs, pressing it against his erect penis. The man wasn't wearing much, and An Biru could clearly feel the man's hardness and heat.

"Little sister, I truly love you, and you know we're not actually related by blood. If you agree, I'll marry you in a grand and proper ceremony." Zuo Qingyuan had never lost his composure in front of a woman before; An Biru was the only one, and not just once.

"You're just saying sweet things to deceive me." An Biru, of course, believed him; he had never lied to her. "I'd like to, but my husband certainly wouldn't."

Zuo Qingyuan didn't care about that, grabbing her small hand and rubbing it lightly against his penis through his pants. Then, Zuo Qingyuan's hand slipped inside her clothes again. Since she wanted to relax, An Biru simply let go and allowed the man to do as he pleased.

Zuo Qingyuan slowly approached An Biru's breasts, kissing her while his large hand rubbed against her breasts through her clothes. Seeing that she didn't object, he gently placed his hand on them.

The flesh was incredibly soft to the touch, and through the fabric, he could feel its warmth. The man manipulated her ample breasts, changing their shape as he did so. An Biru moaned softly, responding to his sensations.

'This is the beauty I've been longing for.' Zuo Qingyuan was incredibly excited, his grip tightening. The tender flesh seemed to be resisting him, threatening to slip away at any moment.

Zuo Qingyuan pinched the nipples of An Biru's breasts. 'These are her nipples.' The erect nipples were elastic; when pressed into the flesh, they would spring back, hard against his fingers. A decadent atmosphere filled the air between them.

There weren't many pedestrians on the street, and the alley they were in was somewhat secluded. Zuo Qingyuan had already torn open An Biru's clothes, playing with her breasts through her undergarments. Zuo Qingyuan desperately wanted to see what was inside, but An Biru refused, and he couldn't force her.

An Biru was terrified. If he hadn't been so obedient, given Zuo Qingyuan's temper, he would have taken her right there and then. In this secluded alley, An Biru dared not make a sound, burying her face in her chest as the man played with her breasts. The tingling sensations from her nipples made her tremble slightly.

"Stop it, what if someone comes?" She pleaded softly, glancing at the alley entrance. "You can do whatever you want, just take me away, not here."

"Isn't it better to be here, with heaven and earth as our matchmaker?" Zuo Qingyuan nestled against An Biru's neck, greedily inhaling her fragrance.

"No…" The man silenced her with a kiss.

These were her lips? Her soft, fragrant tongue was drawn out and sucked in his mouth, every drop of her sweet saliva flowing into his mouth, her sweet breath brushing against his face. Zuo Qingyuan could hardly believe what was happening to him.

An Biru enjoyed the man's caresses and kisses, her body limp against him, her arms wrapped around his neck, her mouth possessed by Zuo Qingyuan, her breasts changing shape under his fingertips.

"Little sister, you smell so good, so sweet, so soft!"

"There's something even softer, do you know what it is?" An Biru slipped one leg between the man's legs, gently rubbing against his erection.

"You little vixen, you want it?" He quickly unbuckled An Biru's belt, making her turn around, and Zuo Qingyuan's erect penis pressed against An Biru's plump buttocks.

Zuo Qingyuan vigorously kneaded An Biru's breasts, his waist thrusting, one hand reaching inside An Biru's pants, kneading her crotch forcefully.

Just as he was about to pull her pants down, the woman stopped him. "What do you want to do?" An Biru turned to look at Zuo Qingyuan.

"I can't wait any longer. I'll hurry, no one will notice." Zuo Qingyuan impatiently pulled down his pants.

An Biru shoved Zuo Qingyuan away with a jerk of her shoulder, giggling as she ran to the side. "Okay, if you can catch me, I'll give in to you."

Zuo Qingyuan's pants were on his feet, and the jolt from An Biru made him lose his balance and sway. Hearing her words, his mind raced, and he took a small step and fell to the side.

An Biru quickly went to help him up. "Get up, where did you hurt yourself?"

"My waist, it hurts, it hurts." Zuo Qingyuan pretended to be upset as An Biru pulled him up. Just as he was about to hug her, he saw An Biru, who had just looked nervous, now have a mischievous smile on her lips and push Zuo Qingyuan down again.

"Trying to fool me? You still... ah!" You shameless. Just as An Biru was about to be happy, she was caught off guard when Zuo Qingyuan, who was lying on the ground, pulled down her pants. An Biru quickly squatted down, and Zuo Qingyuan hugged her tightly.

"Got you?"

"What do you want?" An Biru stared wide-eyed at the man.

"I want you, right now." Zuo Qingyuan stood up and hugged An Biru.

"But there are so many people here!" An Biru glanced at the alley entrance. "Let's

go a little further in. Your martial arts are so good, if anyone comes, you can just climb over the wall and leave. No one will notice." Zuo Qingyuan pulled up his pants without even putting them on, his thick, long penis erect, and led An Biru deeper into the alley. Coincidentally, after turning the corner, they found that it was a dead end, meaning even fewer people would come here. "A golden opportunity! My dear sister, just give in to your brother!"

An Biru was also excited, biting her lip and nodding as she looked at Zuo Qingyuan's pleading expression.

Zuo Qingyuan was overjoyed to have won the beauty's approval. He had An Biru lean against the wall while he squatted down and pulled down her outer pants and underpants, exposing her snow-white, plump buttocks to the cool air. A layer of goosebumps rose on An Biru's buttocks.

"It's a little cold."

"It won't be cold in a bit." Zuo Qingyuan held An Biru's thighs and licked them. He kissed them inch by inch until he reached the peak of her buttocks.

The man's saliva remained cool on An Biru's thighs, his hot breath mingling between her buttocks.

"Such beautiful petals, so fragrant!" Zuo Qingyuan opened his mouth and licked An Biru's plump petals with his tongue, the tip of his tongue probing into her body, feeling the warm, moist flesh there. Besides a faint salty, damp smell, there was also the mature scent of a woman. "My sister's body is so voluptuous, you're wet so quickly."
The wet, slippery flesh inside her flower stem clung to the intruder, the man's tongue striving to penetrate deeper. An Biru pressed her waist down, allowing the man's tongue to move more effectively.

Her mature body desperately needed a man's comfort, and her soft tongue couldn't suppress her desire. An Biru's lust was uncontrollable.

"I can do it now, come quickly," An Biru pleaded softly.

"Little sister," Zuo Qingyuan stood up, biting An Biru's earlobe, and said, "Little sister, have you
ever played the flute?" An Biru understood what the man meant, and without pretense, she turned around and squatted down. The man's penis was already ready to be erect, but he wanted to experience a woman's mouth. The bright red glans was swollen and round, and the shaft was somewhat black, clearly showing signs of being pierced many times.

An Biru first smelled it. Zuo Qingyuan was a womanizer but still paid attention to hygiene; there was no strong fishy smell, but rather a faint fragrance. An Biru stroked his penis a few times with both hands, then took his glans into her mouth, wrapping her lips tightly around his penis, moving them up and down with her lips, her little tongue pressing against the base of his penis.

Zuo Qingyuan felt waves of intense desire; if he hadn't been a seasoned womanizer, he probably would have already ejaculated. After being served by An Biru for a while, Zuo Qingyuan's lust was also rising. He spread his clothes on the ground, then stripped An Biru naked, laid her clothes on top, and laid her down, pressing her beneath him.

An Biru willingly spread her legs, and the man knelt between them, rubbing his large glans against her vulva. Using An Biru's saliva and following her vaginal fluids, Zuo Qingyuan easily entered her body.

Both of them breathed a sigh of pleasure.

"So comfortable, sister, you're so wet and slippery!" Enveloped by her wet, alluring flesh, Zuo Qingyuan moved slowly, giving An Biru time to adjust.

"Like this... um... um..." An Biru closed her eyes, moaning softly, enjoying herself. "So comfortable... ah...
so deep..."

Zuo Qingyuan's dream had come true today, so of course he went along with An Biru's wishes, continuing to move gently. The man pressed down on An Biru's voluptuous body, his hot penis moving slowly and skillfully, specifically targeting the woman's most sensitive spots. Not long after, An Biru lost her climax.

"Little sister, you're so cunning. I haven't even had my fill and you've already lost your climax?" The man endured the tingling and numbness on his glans, continuing to move gently.

An Biru's pent-up desire was released, her body found comfort, and she didn't want to say a word. At this moment, she only wanted to be properly caressed by the man.

"Do you like brother's jade pestle?"

"No, it hurts a lot." An Biru arched her slender waist, allowing the man to penetrate deeper.
"But your little mouth doesn't say that. It's biting me tightly."
"So what if it bites you?" An Biru seized the opportunity, and when Zuo Qingyuan's glans reached her clitoris, she lowered her waist and used her internal energy to suck on Zuo Qingyuan's glans.

"Hiss." This little thing really knows how to bite. Zuo Qingyuan was caught off guard and almost ejaculated, stopping at the woman's vulva, not daring to move.

An Biru had secretly learned this technique, and it wasn't always successful. "Still dare to look down on me?"
Unable to resist the allure of the beauty beneath him, Zuo Qingyuan continued thrusting, but dared not penetrate further. "I dare not."
"Good brother, deeper, sister is getting a little interested again." The smooth, egg-white-like flesh hardened slightly, and the soft, tender flower core tightened. Zuo Qingyuan clearly felt the woman gripping his penis tightly.

"Sister likes brother's jade pestle so much?"

"Yes, sister likes brother's... brother's jade pestle, I like it so much."

"Then why didn't you tell brother before?" Zuo Qingyuan increased the speed of his thrusts, himself also experiencing repeated ejaculation.
"Because, um... um... ah... so deep... ah... because sister didn't know... didn't know brother's rod was so
comfortable... faster... faster..."

"Sister is so lewd! If you keep shouting, someone will find out." Hearing this, An Biru's flesh gripped even tighter. "Hiss..." Little vixen.

"That way... Ah... No!" The faster the man moved, the tighter An Biru's flesh clenched,
the more desperately she clung to him, and the more rapidly the man thrust. "

From now on, little sister is your brother's woman, and brother will penetrate your little hole every day. In the yard, in the living room, in the servants' quarters, in the storeroom, in the kitchen, everywhere in the house." The man's penis scraped against the folds of the woman's passage.

"Mmm... Ah... Ah... No... Ah... No... Ah..."

"Don't want to?" Zuo Qingyuan said through gritted teeth. "But your body is so incredibly wanton, I just can't stop."

Thinking that he had finally gotten his wish, Zuo Qingyuan was extremely excited, holding An Biru in his lap and tossing her body up and down.

"No... Ah... Ah... Too deep..." Every thrust of the man hit her clitoris, and An Biru's soul
was completely taken away.

Holding such a beautiful woman while making piston-like movements, Zuo Qingyuan naturally enjoyed himself immensely. Holding An Biru, he thrust deeply and then shallowly, struggling to hold back his ejaculation.

An Biru released her hands from the man's neck, leaning back and supporting her body with her hands. The raised waist and hips made it easier for the man to thrust.

"Sister Ru, good sister, brother is coming." Zuo Qingyuan held An Biru's waist and thrust his penis wildly, making his final sprint in the woman's overflowing vaginal canal.

"No... Ah... Don't... Mm..."

"I can't hold back anymore." Zuo Qingyuan thrust forward fiercely, pressing directly onto An Biru's full body, his penis throbbing inside her, streams of semen rushing into An Biru's body.

Chapter Six

An Biru and Zuo Qingyuan got dressed. Zuo Qingyuan hurriedly led An Biru to the house he had bought.

An Biru followed him, and as soon as they entered the room, the man embraced her tightly. Her long-dormant body craved a man's touch; having just finished hastily, her desire burned even brighter.

Soon, their two large, snow-white bodies were writhing on the bed. An Biru held the man's head, while Zuo Qingyuan buried his face in the woman's full breasts, feeling their softness and tenderness.

Parting the woman's legs, the man skillfully inserted his penis into her warm, moist place, still wet with his semen.

The tall Zuo Qingyuan held the woman tightly, covering An Biru's body, his lower body laboriously advancing in the muddy passage.

"I dare not go any deeper, it's going to hurt so much." An Biru had now relaxed, enjoying the passion and pleasure of the moment.

"I've wanted to do this to you for a long time, it feels so good." Zuo Qingyuan thrust his hips vigorously.

"Weren't you supposed to be looking for someone? How come you're still tormenting your own sister here?" An Biru gasped.

"Right now, there's only your sister, nothing is more important than you." He stood up, grabbed one of An Biru's fair legs, and straddled her other, turning her to the side.

"But your sister is married, have you forgotten?" An Biru looked at Zuo Qingyuan with seductive eyes.　"Right now, I am your husband, my lord. Don't think of anyone else." He said, thrusting his penis deeply twice. "Tonight, I'll show you how powerful your husband is." 　　"Ah!" "Easy, it hurts."

Seeing An Biru's seductive appearance, Zuo Qingyuan knew she was being hypocritical. He opened his mouth and sucked on An Biru's delicate fingers, while his lower body thrust rapidly.

Previously, in the alley, their encounter had been unsatisfying; although An Biru had climaxed once, it wasn't quite satisfying. Now, on the bed, with the man's vigor and her own relaxation, An Biru felt she couldn't take it anymore after just a few thrusts.

Zuo Qingyuan, experienced in love, naturally noticed the woman's unusual behavior. "Sister, your body is so delicate!"

"Faster, deeper. Mmm..."

The beauty's soft pleading was irresistible; Zuo Qingyuan lifted her thighs, embraced An Biru's slender waist, and thrust even harder.

His glans slid through the slippery, egg-white-like flesh, his eyes fixed on her two breasts swaying in waves, his ears filled with the woman's moans, and his nose inhaled the lewd atmosphere of the room. This beautiful, angelic younger sister finally submitted to him, and Zuo Qingyuan felt his bones melt with pleasure.

"I can't take it anymore, ah!" An Biru's body stiffened, and streams of clear fluid gushed from her depths, moistening the man's penis. Her already slippery passage became even more wet.

"How am I, your man?" Zuo Qingyuan asked with no small amount of pride.

"Mmm," An Biru responded with a slightly dazed, seductive moan.

***

A carriage creaked along the official road. The driver was a burly man with a fierce expression, looking to be in his late thirties or early forties. His hands, gripping the whip, were strong and powerful, and the calluses on his hands showed that he was skilled with his hands.

Inside the carriage sat a man and a woman. The man, who should have been resting with his eyes closed, was now observing the things outside the carriage, while the woman, who should have been asking questions incessantly, was now fast asleep.

Lin Gui and Mu Feng'er were leisurely making their way to the capital, not in a hurry. Mu Feng'er had been full of enthusiasm for the first few days and was very concerned about Lin Gui's affairs. After the initial excitement wore off, and with the fatigue of the past two days of travel, Mu Feng'er would basically just chat for a while before lying down to sleep.

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