[Wuxia] April in the Human World (Complete) - 2

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Chapter 010 Daughter's Thoughts (1)

The Good Fortune Festival is one of the important festivals in the Yangyu Dynasty. During this festival, everyone in the Yangyu Kingdom, from commoners to high-ranking officials, must fast for three days to show respect.

As the prime minister of the country, my father inevitably becomes a role model for the people during this festival, and going to Anguo Temple to offer incense is an annual ritual.

Since I have already shown my face to my father, this year I went with him to the largest temple in the dynasty—Anguo Temple—for the first time during the Good Fortune Festival.

After the sedan chair swayed and wobbled to the gate of Anguo Temple, it landed steadily.

A maid gently lifted the curtain of the sedan chair door, and Qin'er held my hand and helped me out of the sedan chair.

I slowly stepped out of the sedan chair and looked up. I saw that the temple gate was already crowded with people. I wonder what kind of lively scene I would see when I entered the temple fair?

My mother told me that Anguo Temple is a royal temple, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter under normal circumstances. It is only open to the public for three days a year during the Good Fortune Festival. No wonder it's so lively today...

An old monk with a ruddy complexion and a long, snow-white beard walked towards us, clasped his hands together, and bowed to my father, "Greetings, Your Excellency the Prime Minister!"

"Abbot, no need for such formalities." My father stepped forward and returned the bow with his hands clasped together.

Because the old abbot arrived at such a convenient time, my father was now standing beside me! I immediately felt a faint happiness emanating from the bottom of my heart...

Under the sunlight, my father's silver-white robe emitted a soft white light. His figure was made even more slender and upright, extremely handsome.

My gaze involuntarily moved upwards, and I saw that his handsome and gentle face appeared even more profound and three-dimensional in the sunlight.

In particular, his warm and clear eyes under his two curved eyelashes were slightly narrowed because of the sunlight.

And beneath that straight nose, a pair of thin lips were now curved into a gentle smile…

Father's entire being made me feel like I was bathed in a spring breeze, a refreshing feeling spreading through my body and mind… I

heard Mother cough softly beside me, and my body jolted, instantly snapping me back to reality! So, while I could still maintain my composure, I quickly turned my gaze away. I saw a carriage speeding towards us, when suddenly the carriage lurched heavily, and the stone obstructing the wheels was propelled towards me. My immediate reaction was to dodge, but in the next instant, what came to mind was—Father was standing right behind me. If I dodged like that, the stone would hit Father…

So I steeled myself, forcefully suppressing my body's instinctive reaction to dodge, letting the stone hurtle towards me…

“Ah!” The stone struck my chest, a sharp pain shot through me, and my legs went weak, causing me to collapse to the ground.

“Shu’er!” My cry of pain caused my brother to shout in disbelief.

He rushed to my side, his face pale, and knelt down, lifting me from the ground and holding me tightly in his arms. “Shu’er! Shu’er! What’s wrong?”

“Shu’er!” Mother and Qin’er also cried out in alarm.

I gritted my teeth, enduring the tingling pain in my chest, and said, “Mother, brother, I’m alright!” Only a moment later did I realize that this wasn’t a private matter, and calling him brother would have serious consequences. My eyes swept over the crowd without revealing my true feelings, only to find that everyone was stunned by my brother’s sudden shout! My heart clenched, and I groaned inwardly, realizing the gravity of the situation. My foolish brother was acting so impulsively!

The driver, realizing he'd caused trouble, tumbled off the carriage and crawled to his knees, trembling, repeatedly banging his forehead against the hard stone floor with loud "thump! thump!" "I deserve to die! I deserve to die! Please forgive me, Your Excellency!"

Seeing his reaction, my brother knew my fall was related to the old man. His eyes narrowed instantly, and he cursed coldly, "Damn it!" I knew things were

going badly! Just before he was about to explode, I grabbed his arm tightly.

Feeling the anxious grip on his arm, my brother looked at me, thinking something was wrong. Seeing my serious expression and desperate attempts to signal to him, he finally snapped out of his panic and rage. —With Father present, we couldn't handle things ourselves.

As the pain in my chest gradually subsided, I had my brother help me to my feet.

Looking up, I saw my father's dark eyes fixed on me. My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly bowed respectfully before replying, "Father, I'm fine."

"Hmm," my father murmured, looking at me thoughtfully for a moment before nodding in response.

Then he turned to the old man and said sternly, "Today is the Good Fortune Festival, and considering your advanced age, this matter will not be pursued. Be careful on the road in the future."

The old man, overwhelmed with gratitude, kowtowed violently again, repeatedly shouting, "Thank you, Prime Minister! Thank you, Prime Minister!"

... Finally,

the

incense-burning ceremony at the temple for the Good Fortune Festival ended. My chest was in excruciating pain, and as soon as I returned to my courtyard, I collapsed. Qin'er, seeing me like this, was terrified and quickly supported my limp body. Startled, she cried out, "Miss, what's wrong?"

"Qin'er, I'm fine. Don't make such a fuss, people will laugh at you! Quickly, help me inside." I felt cold sweat pouring down my forehead. I had already reached my limit by enduring this much. Hit in the chest by a stone?! Heavens! Without even looking at my chest, I could guess it must be covered in bruises.

I had only been lying on the bed for a short while when my brother rushed in. Because he was walking so fast, he bumped into the round table, causing the teacup on it to roll to the floor with a "bang!" of shattering porcelain.

My brother anxiously sat down on my bed, urgently grasping my small hand, his voice trembling slightly as he asked, "Shu'er! How are you now? Does it still hurt? Where did that stone hit you?" As he spoke, he anxiously checked my body from head to toe.

I sat up slightly, gently resting my head on my brother's lap, hugging his waist. I smelled the faint scent of sweat on him; I guessed he must have rushed over anxiously after dropping his mother off at the courtyard. My throat tightened with emotion again. Why was this silly brother so kind to me?

"I'm fine, brother, don't worry,"

my brother cursed fiercely again. "That damned thing! This can't be left like this!"

Hearing this, I couldn't help but think of the old man driving the carriage this morning. A pang of pity welled up inside me. "That carriage was old and dilapidated, and the driver was an old man. He must be struggling financially. Why make things difficult for him? Besides, it wasn't his fault; there just happened to be a pebble on the road."

"He hurt you; he must pay the price!" my brother replied sternly.

My heart tightened. My brother's tone was too harsh! If we let him get away with it, wouldn't the old man suffer?

I quickly tugged at my brother's sleeve and said sweetly, "Brother, Father has already dealt with this matter. It wouldn't be good if we did something else and Father found out."

"Shu'er, are you using Father to pressure me? Father's handling of this matter was too lenient on him!" My brother pinched my small nose angrily, then paused as if he had thought of something, and then smiled with satisfaction, "However, Shu'er used the word 'we' well!"

Hearing my brother say this, I immediately flattered him, "Brother and I are on the same side."

Then I buried my head in his arms and said, "Even if Father handled this matter that way for his reputation, we as his children should also consider his reputation. Besides, this matter was originally just a small thing."

"Can Shu'er being injured be considered a small thing?" My brother cupped my head and said unhappily.

"Shu'er was originally fine."

"Then why did Shu'er fall to the ground pale?"

"That's because I was frightened."

"Lies!"

"Brother!" I called out to my brother coquettishly, glaring at him angrily. Then I pouted and smiled, because I knew my brother wouldn't go looking for trouble with that old man...

But today, my brother's anxiety for me was clearly revealed to everyone. I wonder what kind of storm we will face in the future?

Chapter 011 Daughter's Thoughts (2)

The sky was dark and gloomy. I leaned against the windowsill and looked up. I saw flashes of lightning flashing sharply in the thick clouds. A loud rumble of thunder came from the distance. In an instant, a torrential downpour came from the clouds. The sound of the rain made my eardrums hurt.

In no time, large raindrops fell from the eaves, walls, treetops, and artificial hills, spreading across the courtyard and converging into streams that flowed into the low-lying ditches...

"Oh dear! Miss! Why are you keeping the window open when it's raining so hard?" Qin'er exclaimed. She quickly put the fruit plate she was holding on the round table, took a few quick steps over, pulled me from the window to the round table, and pressed me down to sit on the wooden chair. Then she quickly walked to the windowsill and closed the window completely. Instantly, the whole room became dark.

I frowned and said, "Don't close the window, I like watching the rain." As I spoke, I reached for the pastries Qin'er had just brought in and stuffed them into my mouth without any class.

"Miss, it's better to close it. With such heavy rain, the rainwater is running into the room through the window." As Qin'er spoke, she took a flint and steel from the table, struck them together to create sparks, and then blew on them to light the red candle on the candlestick. She then placed the candlestick on the round table. She turned and randomly picked a book from the bookshelf, stuffing it into my hands and saying, "Miss, you should read."

I gave a soft snort and tossed the book onto the round table. "I'm already tired of these books! I'm not reading!" With that, I crossed my legs, leaned against the edge of the round table, and listlessly ate my pastries. "My dear Qin'er, open the window, I want to see the rain. We can wipe the house dry later."

Qin'er turned and glared at me, saying without hesitation, "No, the house won't dry easily in the rain. What if Miss gets damp at night?"

I was furious. I'm not made of mud, I'm not that delicate!

Fine. This little girl is incredibly stubborn and doesn't understand romance. I'll wait until the rain subsides a bit before going out to watch.

**

After a heavy rain, the air was fresh and moist, the leaves glistened, and the grass was lush and green.

Perhaps it's because in my past life, the poets and writers described the scenery of ancient buildings in the rain so beautifully that I've developed an inescapable habit of watching the rain in this life…

Although I've been doing this for many years now, I still love it without ever getting tired of it.

I held up my pink paper umbrella, lifted my skirt, and slowly walked towards the garden on the smooth stone path. Over the years, I've only ever seen rain in my own little courtyard and my own teahouse (Xuan Yue Lou). Sadly, I've never seen rain in the most beautiful garden in Baili Prefecture.

With such a heavy rain today, there must be no one in the garden, right? Then I'll bravely go sit in the pavilion!

I quietly walked to the pavilion, closed my paper umbrella, and gently leaned it against a stone pillar.

Reaching the side of the pavilion that connects to the pond, I let the dense drizzle slant against my cheeks, then took a deep breath of the cool rainwater and smiled sweetly…

"Shu'er likes to watch the rain?" A gentle, pleasant voice came from behind me.

Startled, I turned around sharply and saw a man in white standing gracefully behind me.

I tensed up instantly, my limbs almost stiffening. It took me a while to recover, and I quickly bowed, saying, "Daughter greets Father."

Father smiled gently and said, "You don't need to be so nervous." Every time this child was alone with him, she always looked flustered and nervous.

Hearing Father say this, my face immediately flushed slightly.

"Why did you come here alone in this rainy weather?"

I looked up in surprise, staring blankly at Father—Father was still spotless, but there was a hint of concern in his eyes when he looked at me.

Was Father concerned about me? My heart couldn't help but flutter with excitement...

The drizzle continued to fall, and the artificial hill and flowering trees behind Father were shrouded in a layer of gossamer white veil. Father, dressed in silver-white robes, stood in the middle of it, making this misty beauty even more breathtaking...

For a moment, I was mesmerized...

"Shu'er, Shu'er?" Father's lips curled into a gentle smile.

"Huh?" I responded reflexively. When my senses returned, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed and lowered my head.

"Hehe!" Baili Qing suddenly laughed heartily. If he still couldn't see that his daughter admired him, then he had wasted his thirty-odd years.

Hearing my father's clear laughter, I unconsciously looked up, only to see him staring intently at me, causing me to reflexively lower my head again…

"You're quite a strange child. What are you doing here in this rain without even a maid?"

My father's words gradually relaxed me. I smiled gently and honestly confessed, "Watching the rain." Oh dear, why did I just blurt it out like that?! Still relying on my hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video of Fan Bingbing's genitals, molded to a highly realistic shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large-particle protrusions, closely matching the female physiological structure, providing a more realistic experience... well-proportioned and irresistible! Click to enter.

Will Daddy think I'm abnormal?

After all, liking to watch rainy scenes seems really abnormal!

Seeing my annoyed look, Daddy chuckled again and asked curiously, "I've only heard of people liking to watch snowy scenes. Hearing someone like to watch rainy scenes is a first for me. Can Shu'er explain it to Daddy?"

'Daddy'? Daddy actually added the word 'Daddy' to the way he spoke to me?! Daddy, Daddy, does he acknowledge me?

I was immediately excited and tears welled up in my eyes...

"Shu'er?" Daddy called me softly.

"Huh?" I responded blankly. Then I remembered that Daddy wanted me to explain why I liked rainy scenes. My face flushed slightly, unsure how to explain it to my father.

Looking up at the misty beauty of the distant pavilions shrouded in rain, I couldn't help but chuckle softly, playfully pointing and whispering, "Father, you'll see for yourself!"

My father looked in the direction I was pointing and gently agreed, "The pavilions in the rain are indeed beautiful."

Receiving his approval, I looked at him with a sweet smile, my eyes crinkling…

I don't know when I started paying attention to this daughter. Was it when she stiffened her body and suppressed her urge to dodge to shield him from a flying stone during the Good Fortune Festival? Or when she looked at him with longing eyes, hoping he would acknowledge her as his daughter? Or perhaps when she became flustered and at a loss for words the moment she saw him?

And today, when he suddenly saw her alone in the pavilion, holding a small pink paper umbrella, walking quietly along the stone path, gazing joyfully at the garden flowers, he suddenly felt an overwhelming tenderness for this daughter…

Later, he couldn't help but descend from the pavilion and brave the rain to approach her…

**

"April in the Human World" is the sweetest story I'm currently working on. It should be considered a thoroughly sweet story from beginning to end, without any angst or tragedy (only for the female lead).

I plan to use the sweetest H scenes I can think of, and I hope everyone will enjoy them.

Chapter 012 Children's Marriage (1)

At the end of the day, I strolled leisurely along the stone path towards the garden.

A gentle evening breeze drifted from the depths of the bamboo forest, refreshing my spirit. Suddenly, I heard the faint sound of a flute coming from the depths of the bamboo forest, carried by the breeze.

The flute music was melodious and moving, like weeping and lamenting...

Who was playing the flute?

Curious, I found myself searching for the source of the sound...

As the flute music drew closer, I saw a man in purple robes standing gracefully against the bamboo, his back to me. He carried a bamboo flute, his wide sleeves fluttering in the wind. As he played, bamboo leaves fell gracefully, swaying among the bamboo leaves, transforming this pristine place into a beautiful and enchanting fairyland.

The flute music lingered in my ears, making me feel as if the world had ceased to exist. The complexities of the world faded away with the passing of the flute music…

Suddenly, the flute player seemed to sense the gaze behind him. His purple figure turned slightly, his pale eyes slowly looking at me.

As he turned, I froze, my mouth agape in surprise, my eyes widening involuntarily. Questions filled my head, and I tilted my head as if afraid of startling him, softly asking, “A deity? A demon?”

The person also paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, a hint of amusement playing on his lips as he slowly approached me.

He stared at me intently for a long time, then tilted his head slightly, mimicking my gesture, and asked, "A deity? A demon?"

I then squinted, smiled, and said, "Thank you!"

He was taken aback again and asked, "Why thank me?"

I grinned widely and replied, "Whether deity or demon, they are not mortal beings, so they are all extremely beautiful. You are praising me, shouldn't I thank you?"

What a clever girl! She was subtly telling me that she had just praised her and that I should thank her.

He smiled and said, "Then I thank you for your praise."

I giggled and said, "You're welcome!" It was rare for a man to be praised for his beauty without getting angry, and I immediately felt a surge of goodwill towards him.

But... I had never seen such a person in the manor before. Who was he? Why was he playing the flute here?

I touched my lips with my index finger and lowered my eyes, pondering. Suddenly, she exclaimed, "Could you be my father's distinguished guest—Chang Kongyu!"

"Are you Qingcan's daughter?"

"Qingcan?"

"Qingcan is your father's courtesy name. 'Qing' is a homophone for 'Qing,' and 'can' also means 'smile.'"

"Yes." I curtsied to her.

She looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old; she must be the girl who brewed the bamboo wine. However , to avoid any misjudgment, he still asked, "Are you the girl who brewed that bamboo green wine?"

... Under the moonlight, Xiahou Xiao, Baili Qingxiao, Chang Kongyu, and Situ Jun sat around in the secluded courtyard, smiling faintly... Situ Jun stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and poured the clear, green wine from the dark wine jar, filling everyone's cups. He then smiled and said, "Chang Kongyu has been gone for two years. It's a rare treat for him to come to the capital today, so we should drink more of his wine!" Chang Kongyu picked up a wine cup on the table, swirling it slightly to observe the changing color of the wine, and smiled, "Although this wine isn't very strong, it has a fragrant aroma and a mild taste. It can be considered the best wine in our Yangyu Dynasty. It's a real pity that we're 'guzzling' it today." Hearing this, the three of them naturally thought of the wine's brewer. Situ Jun laughed, "Qingcan's daughter is truly remarkable; such a little girl can brew such fine wine." "My daughter is naturally mischievous, only interested in these little trinkets. If you asked her to do the needlework a girl should know, you'd never see anything she intended," Baili Qing complained, his tone filled with doting affection. Xiahou Xiao raised his eyes, the torchlight reflecting in them, adding a touch of alluring charm to his sharply defined, handsome face. "I remember Qingcan didn't even know this daughter existed two years ago, yet now he dotes on her to such an extent." Two years ago, seeing her intelligence, he impulsively considered bringing her into the palace for a bit of fun. But after learning she was Baili Qingxiao's daughter, he abandoned the idea. After all, there are many women in this world, but few good ministers. One cannot play with the daughters of the Baili family—regardless of her favor within the Baili family, it would be a grave taboo. Baili Qingxiao chuckled upon hearing this, picked up her wine cup, took a sip, and said, "After all, she's my own flesh and blood. It's natural for me to care for my daughter." Xiahou Xiao gave Baili Qingxiao a meaningful look, then also picked up his cup and drank his wine. Situ Jun said, "Speaking of flesh and blood, I can't help but think of Changkong. Although he's already twenty-eight this year, he still hasn't met the woman you're looking for. In my opinion, Changkong, you should just settle for someone." Changkong Yu slowly put down his wine cup and said, "Speaking of this, I also remembered that I met such a woman today." Hearing this, everyone stopped drinking and looked at him in astonishment. Because of Changkong Yu's fox-like face and his pale blue eyes, everyone who saw him turned pale and went limp. Some even fainted in front of him. How much more so for a woman with the courage of an ant? This had also fostered Changkong's extreme aversion to women. However, "Of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is to have no descendants." The Changkong family has a single bloodline for nine generations. As a son, he naturally cannot shirk the responsibility of "carrying on the family line." He promised his parents, "If there is a woman in the world who sees my appearance and treats me with indifference, then I will marry her." But over the years, all four of them except him have long since had children, while he remains single. And today he says he has found that "woman who is not afraid of him"? How could this not surprise them? Baili Qing asked with a smile, "Oh? Which family does she belong to?" He smiled faintly as he stood up, picked up the wine jar and filled it with wine for Baili Qing, seemingly speechless, "How about Qing Can marry this child who brews 'Bamboo Green Wine' to me?" Situ Jun suddenly spat out the wine, and Xiahou Xiao was also choked by the wine and coughed violently!

Baili Qingxiao's eyes turned cold as he looked at him, displeased. "She is my Baili family's daughter! Anyone can be a tool for 'carrying on the family line,' but it is absolutely something a Baili family daughter should do! My daughter should marry a husband who loves her and live a happy and fulfilling life." He paused, closed his eyes, and continued, "...Besides, I can't bear to send her to such a faraway place."

Chang Kongyu glanced at him with some surprise, then smiled and said, "It seems you dote on this daughter quite a bit. But what 'devoted man' is there in this world? Qingcan is a man himself, and should understand men's nature. For most men, even the most beautiful flower becomes commonplace after a while, and they will inevitably have multiple wives and concubines in the future..."

Having multiple wives and concubines and seeking pleasure is commonplace in the world of men. The word 'love' for men is just a novel thing to do for a new woman for a short period of time. Even with the immense power of the Baili family, they still couldn't control her husband's future marriages and concubines.

Seeing Baili Qingxiao frowning in quiet contemplation, Chang Kongyu's lips curled slightly, and he said, "If that girl marries me, given our years of friendship, I certainly won't mistreat her."

Baili Qingxiao looked up at Chang Kongyu. Having worked with Chang Kongyu for many years, he knew that Chang Kongyu wasn't interested in women, so he didn't need to worry about him finding someone else and causing Shu'er heartbreak...

Besides, Chang Kongyu did have some affection for Shu'er in his heart; otherwise, given his usual aloof demeanor, he wouldn't have cleverly steered the conversation towards Shu'er using the 'Bamboo Green Wine'...

Therefore... marrying Shu'er to him was an excellent choice...

However, he truly couldn't bear to see Shu'er marry so far away! But his daughter was growing up and would eventually have to marry…

He felt a pang of sadness. If only Shu'er were a boy, then she would never have to leave the Baili Manor…

Baili Qing picked up his wine cup again, slowly sipping it. Only after he had finished the entire cup did he look up again and say, “This matter still needs to be discussed with my daughter. If she agrees, then I will no longer object.”

Hearing Baili Qing's words, the three of them stared in astonishment. Since ancient times, parents had always obeyed their daughters' wishes in matters of marriage, but Baili Qing was now saying, “I need to go back and ask my daughter,” and what did he say again? – “If she agrees, then I will no longer object.”

Seeing that they were all stunned, Baili Qing naturally knew why they were so speechless. He smiled bitterly, realizing then that his affection for this daughter had long exceeded his expectations. But if you ask why he dotes on her so much, even he himself doesn't know, let alone them?

**

Some things are not explained clearly yet, we'll explain them in the next chapter.

Chapter 013 Children's Marriage (2)

I sat lazily on a small bamboo stool, leaning against the railing of the corridor, holding a book in my hands and quietly flipping through it.

Suddenly, a familiar sound of footsteps came from behind me. Father is here?! I stood up in surprise, threw the book on the small bamboo stool, quickly turned around, ran over in a few steps, and affectionately took his arm, asking with a smile, "Why did Father come so early in the morning?" Since Father recognized me two years ago, and after two years of getting along, my unintentional little girl actions towards Father have become bolder and bolder. Now I can be so bold as to arrogantly and intimately take his arm.

People really shouldn't be too favored. When I'm not favored, even the slightest hope can make me happy for half a day. But once I'm favored

, I increasingly don't know when to stop. I can't help but wonder if this is how corrupt officials throughout history were cultivated? "I've come today because I want to talk to you about something." Father let me take his arm and led me into the house.

When Qin'er saw my father, she immediately presented two cups of Biluochun tea. After carrying several small plates of fruit, she bowed and withdrew.

I sat quietly on the wooden chair, blinking intently at my father sitting across the round table.

After taking a sip of tea, Father looked up and asked, "Shu'er, did you see Chang Kongyu yesterday?"

I was taken aback. Although I didn't know how my father knew about this, I obediently nodded. "Yes," I replied. "I met him in the bamboo grove by the garden last night."

Father nodded and asked, "What do you think of his appearance, Shu'er?"

Father's question was quite strange! But I still answered honestly, "When I first saw him, I thought he was so alluring, like a fox spirit." He had light blue eyes that were slightly watery; a high and straight nose; pink lips like a young girl; and a face sculpted like a fox's. Even the way his clothes fluttered was just like the fox fairy in my imagination. That's why I blurted out 'a fairy? A monster?' the moment I saw him. Now, thinking back on that scene, I feel that I was really ridiculous and vulgar!

"A fox spirit? Were you frightened by his appearance, Shu'er?" Although Baili Qingxiao had heard from Chang Kongyu that Shu'er was not afraid of his appearance, he still couldn't put his mind at ease without asking for his own confirmation. This was, after all, a major event in his daughter's life, and he couldn't let himself treat it carelessly.

"Scared? What?! Although his appearance is stunning, we already have two… uh, cough cough—" I coughed lightly, forcefully swallowing the words "two stunning beauties."

I cleared my throat and continued, "Brother's appearance is actually quite…" I pondered for a moment, trying to find the right adjective to describe a man. "…Handsome, so my amazement at him was only at first glance."

Ever since that rainy day two years ago, Father had told me not to call my brother 'Young Master' but simply 'Brother.' I still clearly remember every feeling I had when Father said those words…

Baili Qing smiled slightly, clearly Shu'er had misunderstood him. But it made him realize that his Shu'er was not only not frightened by Chang Kongyu's appearance, but in her eyes, she even considered Chang Kongyu's appearance 'handsome'!

Then, Father smiled gently and said, "Many people are so frightened by Chang Kong's appearance that their faces turn pale and their limbs go weak. Some even faint in front of him."

'So frightened that their faces turn pale and their limbs go weak. Some even faint in front of him'? No way! I always thought that the aesthetic standards of ancient people were not much different from those of modern people. I never thought that the taste of ancient people was so different!

Seeing her adorable, incredulous expression, Baili Qing smiled and couldn't help but reach out and affectionately pinch her little nose, saying, "Shu'er's taste is indeed extraordinary."

Being pinched by Father, I also came back to my senses from my daze and asked seriously, "Father, why did you bring up Chang Kong Yu with me today?" Father has been talking to me about Chang Kong Yu for so long. If he didn't have some purpose, why would he have the time to chat with me about the gossip of his friend?

Father smiled at me, praised my intelligence, and then told me the whole story...

After Father finished speaking, I lowered my eyes and pondered.

After a while, I said, "Is it because I'm not afraid of his appearance that he wants to marry me? Then... if another woman comes along who isn't afraid of him, will he marry her too?"

Father looked up at me and smiled, saying, "I'm afraid there's no woman in this world who wouldn't be afraid of him."

I picked up an apple from the fruit plate, took a bite, and said, "Things in this world are constantly changing; you can never be sure." Just like when I thought I could only silently observe my father, he walked towards me on his own.

"Hmm, what Shu'er said makes some sense." They always believed that no woman in this world could be unafraid of Chang Kong's appearance, and they would often urge him to settle down and complete the task of carrying on the family line.

"Shu'er, think about this for a few days and then give your father an answer. If you don't like this marriage, just tell your father. Your father doesn't expect you to marry him!"

I choked with emotion, "Thank you, Father!" In feudal society, it was very rare for a father to say such things to his daughter.

I placed the half-eaten apple in the blue-and-white porcelain bowl, sat up, and smiled at my father, "Father, I agree to this marriage." A daughter always has to get married, and besides, Chang Kongyu has been famous since he was fifteen, a true prodigy. Yet, at 28, he's still unmarried. In that world, 28 is quite normal, but in this timeline, early marriage is common. His adherence to his principles, only marrying women who aren't afraid of his appearance, is quite remarkable.

I also overheard my father mention that he's not a womanizer, which suits me well.

Besides, most women are afraid of his looks, so he certainly won't keep a concubine. That would make my life much simpler.

Finally, Chang Kongyu is quite handsome; at least when we're intimate after marriage, I won't feel disgusted.

Baili Qingxiao was once again astonished by her 'boldness'. Other girls, faced with such a situation, would shyly refrain from speaking directly to their fathers, regardless of their feelings. But his Shu'er…

He then smiled gently, relieved. His Shu'er had always been different from ordinary girls. He had known this for a long time; why would he judge her with worldly eyes today?

**

The door was pushed open with a 'bang!' by my brother, and I jumped up from my chair in fright!

My brother stormed in, sat down in the wooden chair beside the round table, and I straightened up, observing his expression. I lowered my head, closed my eyes, and quietly awaited my brother's raging fury.

But more than a cup of tea's time had passed, and my brother still hadn't made any further move. I nervously raised my head slightly and glanced at him sideways. I saw that his entire body was trembling with rage, his handsome, almost bewitching face now deathly pale!

I tried calling out softly, "Brother?"

But the only response was the sound of my brother slamming his fist on the table. With a loud "Bang!", a long, thin crack appeared on the glossy, vermilion tabletop…

My heart pounded even harder. Had my brother lost his temper today?

He roared furiously, "Tell me! Why did you agree to let him marry into such a faraway, godforsaken place?"

I shuddered at his furious roar, my eyes instantly welling up with tears. I pouted pitifully, lowered my head, and fiddled with my fingers, remaining silent…

Instead of showing any pity, my brother roared even louder, "There are so many noble young men in the capital! What kind of husband couldn't you have? Why did you have to marry someone so far away!" He knew his sister was getting older and would eventually marry, so from a young age he had worked hard to build up his own power, hoping that Shu'er would have a strong family to rely on after marriage!

He thought that if she married, she would marry someone close to home, so he could visit her often. He thought he could be there for her when she was wronged!

She knew his feelings for her, but what did she do? She agreed to marry someone far away!

Marrying someone so far away, he didn't know when they would be able to see each other again after her marriage!

After she married, he wouldn't be able to see her every day anymore…

How could he bear this?

What if she suffered mistreatment in her husband's family?

What if she was bullied by her husband's family?

What would she do then, all alone?

What would he do when he could never see her again?

"Raise your head and answer me!! If you don't give me a convincing reason today, I'll go ask Father to annul the engagement!" He'd been yelling for so long his voice was hoarse...

I mustered my courage and looked up at my brother, asking, "Brother, do you want me to be happy?"

"Of course, brother wants Shu'er to be happy. But what kind of happiness can you expect when you marry someone so far away?" Without her family around to take care of her, could his lazy, silly sister even take care of herself?

My ears were ringing from my brother's roar once again. But now I dare not rub my ears...

I pouted again, feeling wronged, and said, "I understand your good intentions, brother. You've always hoped I could marry someone from the capital, so that I'd have a powerful family to back me up, and I wouldn't be afraid of my future husband's family bullying me..." I paused, moistened my dry lips with saliva, and continued, "But, brother, you've forgotten that men will all have multiple wives and concubines in the future. Even you... you already have one principal wife, three concubines, and four maids. And who knows how many more you'll want in the future!" I secretly glanced at my brother, only to see that his chest was no longer heaving as much as before. But his handsome face was even more gloomy.

I swallowed hard, forcing myself to continue, "...Even if my future husband's family doesn't make things difficult for me because of my maternal family, he'll inevitably have multiple wives and concubines, and the troubles of a large family will gradually increase with the number of members. I'm used to being lazy at home, and I might not be able to handle those things!

However, if I marry Chang Kongyu, the situation will be different.

First, Chang Kongyu isn't lustful. This suits my desire for a simple life.

Second, Father has worked with him for many years and knows him well. If he were unreliable, Father would probably have rejected me outright. The fact that Father asked me if I was willing to marry him means he approves of me.

Third, he achieved success at fifteen and has already experienced the temptations of worldly fame and fortune. A man like him won't be discouraged by setbacks in his career or officialdom.

I also know that my brother is extremely reluctant to let me marry so far away!"

"...But marriage is a lifelong commitment, and I can only choose the one most beneficial to me. So please, brother, grant my request..."

"Enough!" Before I could finish, my brother interrupted me by overturning the round table. He growled through gritted teeth, "Grant my request? Do you think I'm some kind of villain trying to break up a pair of 'star-crossed lovers'? Haha! You're truly a heartless, cruel child! You've found a lover and abandoned your brother who's always cared for you! Fine! Since this is your request, then I'll no longer concern myself with your affairs!"

"Brother—" I hurriedly tried to grab my brother, but I only caught a wisp of wind flashing past his clothes...

"Brother, brother, brother..." I ran to the door to call for him. The courtyard was empty, filled with flowers, plants, and tall trees. My brother's tall figure was nowhere to be seen.

It seemed he was truly furious this time...

**

The next chapter is the first H scene in "April in the Human World," hehe, everyone guess who it's with?**

Is nobody reading this lately? I'm so frustrated!

Chapter 014: Daughter's Marriage

Less than half a month after I agreed to Chang Kongyu's marriage proposal, my future in-laws anxiously sent a letter to my father via carrier pigeon, pleading for the marriage to be arranged as soon as possible.

The two elders were eager for a grandson, and Chang Kongyu was already 28 years old. Out of consideration for their relationship, even though my father was reluctant to let me marry so hastily, he couldn't refuse them.

After the necessary rites of betrothal, name inquiry, auspicious date selection, gift presentation, and setting the wedding date

, the following month, on an auspicious day, at Chenshi (7-9 AM), Chang Kongyu arrived by carriage. I bid farewell to my father, aunt, and mother.

I reached out my hand, and Chang Kongyu took it. He smiled and gently lifted my small hand, slowly leading me outside, followed by my four maids, Qin'er, Ming'er, Ke'er, and Jing'er.

Upon reaching the door, I knelt and bowed again to my father and mother who were seeing me off. Then I slowly rose, boarded the carriage, and headed towards Qiuwan…

Today was my last day at home! But my brother still had a cold face, and my heart trembled. I repeated 'brother' hundreds of times in my heart—brother, brother, brother…

are you really planning to never forgive Shu'er for the rest of your life?

**

After a month's journey, we arrived in Qiuwan City at 9 AM.

Chang Kongyu escorted me to the Chang Kong family's villa for a temporary rest.

The next day, at dusk. A woman covered my head with a veil and gently helped me out the door, boarding an eight-bearer sedan chair to the Chang Kong mansion.

Music and firecrackers accompanied the sedan chair as it arrived at the gate. After the chair stopped, a little girl, about five or six years old, dressed in elaborate attire, greeted me as I stepped out of the sedan chair, over a brazier, over a saddle, and onto a red carpet. Then, the wedding attendant helped me to the wedding hall. After three kneelings and nine kowtows… Finally, I heard the master of ceremonies announce, "The ceremony is complete, escort them to the bridal chamber!" I finally breathed a sigh of relief…

Entering

the bridal chamber, I was helped by the matchmaker to sit on the crimson bed. Then, the matchmaker and the maids who had followed me out in single file.

"Creak!" The door closed, and the music outside suddenly subsided.

I was left alone in the room. Unable to resist the custom, after everyone had left, I quietly lifted a corner of my red veil and looked around the room.

The most striking things were the plum blossom-patterned screen and the gilded, openwork bird and beast incense burner. On a table against the wall, a pair of large red candles decorated with gold and silver dragons burned.

Gazing at the pair of red candles on the table, I couldn't help but recall watching movies and TV dramas in my past life. The most common scene was this: the groom blows out the candles, then embraces the bride and leads her to the bed, lowers the red curtains, and then the screen goes dark—the rest is left to the imagination…

But in reality, doing this is taboo, as evidenced by Zhu Qingyu's poem: "Last night in the bridal chamber, the red candles burned low; at dawn, she bows before her parents-in-law. After finishing her makeup, she whispers to her husband, 'Is my eyebrow makeup fashionable?'

" Doesn't 'Last night in the bridal chamber, the red candles burned low' mean 'let the red candles burn all night'?

But then, it reads, 'After finishing her makeup, she whispers to her husband, 'Is my eyebrow makeup fashionable?' 'At this line, my eyes dimmed. The marriage described in the poem is so sweet. I hope this incredibly lovely woman will always be this sweet...

At the same time, I hope my own choice won't be wrong...

**

I originally wanted to skip directly to the events in the bridal chamber, but that would be unclear, so I wrote an extra chapter today. Sorry everyone, I'll write the 'h' part in the next chapter.

Chapter 015 Fallen Petals and Plum Blossoms (h)

I don't know how much time had passed when the door creaked open.

I leaned against the bedpost, my lazy body quickly straightened up, and lifted the veil, then placed my hands clasped on my knees.

Chang Kongyu entered the room and saw the pretty girl sitting quietly on the edge of the bed with her head down. A slight smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

He walked to the edge of the bed, lightly rolled up his red wide sleeve with one hand, and with the other hand, took the scale rod from the jade plate held by the maid beside him, and lifted the veil—the pretty girl's shy posture with her eyes lowered was revealed before him.'

He smiled faintly, turned his head, and placed the scale rod back into the jade plate. The maid bowed and stepped back to the side, standing with her head bowed.

He then sat on the edge of the bed, and another maid quickly moved over, kneeling on both knees and raising the jade plate. He used both hands to lift two cups of wine connected by a red thread from the jade plate, handing one of the cups to me. I bowed slightly to him, accepted the cup with both hands (as a sign of respect), and then we drank the wine from our respective cups together.

After the ceremony, the two maids placed a jade plate containing only a white cloth on the round wooden table. Several maids stepped back a few paces, knelt in a straight line, and congratulated, "Wishing the young master and young mistress a long and happy life together, and many children!"

Chang Kongyu smiled slightly with satisfaction and waved his hand, saying, "You may leave."

"Yes," the maids responded in unison. Then they slowly stood up, stepped back, and withdrew.

The door creaked open and

then creaked shut again. Silence fell

for a moment, broken only by our breathing.

Chang Kongyu gently lifted my chin with his fingers and asked softly, "Madam must be tired after a long day. Let's rest early."

"Mm," I replied softly. My face flushed instantly, because I knew his "rest" wasn't a real rest…

He stared, then chuckled softly. He suddenly realized he loved seeing this girl's blushing face!

He slowly rose and gently lifted my foot, reaching to remove my red embroidered shoes. Startled, I quickly pulled my foot back, my face burning with embarrassment, and cried out, "Master, no!" In the rigidly feudal society of ancient times, how could I let him do such a thing for me? Moreover, he is a peerless genius of our time, on par with my father, and will surely be recorded in history. If someone finds out and writes these random thoughts into history, I will be condemned for eternity!

He looked up at me and smiled, saying, "Why not?"

I was taken aback. Yes, since it's just the two of us now and no one is watching, why not?

I quietly tilted my head and looked down at him as he gently took off my shoes and socks. My heart softened, and the thought of marrying a man who would take off his wife's shoes and socks... it felt really good...

In my daze, he had already stood up. When I came to my senses, I saw him staring at me intently. Seeing me look at him, he also came to his senses, grinned, and said, "My lady, weren't you just saying 'no' a moment ago? How come you're enjoying your husband's service now?"

I pouted and said angrily, "Are you making fun of me? It's not like I asked you to take them off for me!" I pushed him away in annoyance, my face burning as I turned my back to him.

Although I lived in a more open era in my previous life, I was still just a girl. This was the first time I had faced something like this. So my heart couldn't help but race, and I was completely at a loss...

Chang Kongyu chuckled softly again...

He gently turned my body around...

Then...

he gently removed my clothes piece by piece...

Then...

he stripped himself naked as well...

And then...

he slowly pushed me down onto the bed...

We were so close at that moment, I could see my tiny reflection in Chang Kongyu's eyes.

Chang Kongyu, too, stared intently at her, lost in his memories…

Then he turned his head, and she paused, her mouth slightly agape in surprise, her eyes widening involuntarily. Then, as if afraid of startling him, she tilted her head and softly asked, 'A deity? A monster?' He too was startled, his heart warming slightly—for he saw 'ordinary' in this girl's eyes…

He finally chuckled softly with pleasure, his steps unconsciously leading him slowly towards her.

He gazed at her quietly for a long time. Since he didn't understand what she meant by 'deity' and 'monster,' he, on a whim, mimicked her gesture, tilting his head slightly and asking in return, 'A deity? A monster?'

She paused slightly, then narrowed her eyes, smiled, and said, 'Thank you!' He

gazed at the child's radiant face, mesmerized, and asked, "Why thank me?"

She grinned broadly and replied, "Whether gods or demons, they are all beautiful because they are not mortals. You're praising me, shouldn't I thank you?"

His heart trembled. In her mind, his appearance was simply defined as "extremely beautiful," no longer demonic, no longer terrifying…

"Chang Kongyu…" I gently nudged him.

He snapped out of his reverie, smiling at me and softly responding, "Hmm?"

"Ah?" I stared, bewildered, at his fox-like handsome face, and reflexively exclaimed.

He couldn't help but chuckle, his warm breath landing on my face—hot, ticklish…

I snapped back to reality, instantly feeling embarrassed. Just as I angrily raised my hand to wipe my face, he grabbed it. He gently pulled my small hand to his nose and smelled it, then left kisses on the back of my hand…

“You…” I was embarrassed and flustered, but didn’t know what to say. After all, he was my husband now, and it was perfectly normal for him to do such a thing to me…

Although that was the logic, this action was too ambiguous. Didn’t ancient men just thrust in as soon as they got into bed? Where did he get so many tricks?

Chang Kongyu looked at this face, which, although it was already of marriageable age, was still as delicate as a child’s, and unconsciously his eyes filled with laughter again…

“Laugh, laugh, laugh! What’s so funny!” I was so embarrassed that I was angry. He seemed elegant and refined, but it turned out that he was so unrestrained and unruly at heart!

“Alright, don’t be angry, we should rest…”

“Mmm…” As soon as he finished speaking, he sealed my mouth with his lips.

I lay weakly on the bed, and he brazenly fed his tongue into my mouth, swirling and entwining it with my little tongue, making my saliva uncontrollably overflow...

His breathing gradually became heavy, and

my head gradually became dizzy.

With my eyes half-open, I instinctively reached out and pressed against his strong chest, which was pressing tightly against me, and my soft, boneless little hand automatically found his two nipples on his bare chest and rubbed them back and forth.

Unable to resist... my tongue mimicked the movements of his, twisting and turning innocently, enticing him to let out a low, wild growl, the force he exerted on his tongue growing increasingly wild...

Gradually, his tongue stopped moving, and my tongue mischievously seized the initiative, quickly feeding my tongue into his mouth, gently and clumsily sucking...

The tingling pleasure on my tongue made Chang Kongyu's body tremble slightly involuntarily. His eyes dimmed slightly, but he quickly regained control, fiercely sucking on my tongue that had willingly fallen into his trap. "Mmm, mmm—" After the kiss

, he looked at me steadily, breathing heavily, and chuckled, "You little vixen!"

Hearing this, I laughed, finally relaxing my tense mood.

"Not nervous now?" He stared at me with a smile in his eyes.

Had he seen through me? I awkwardly turned my face to the side.

He beckoned with his finger, and my face was facing his again.

"Shu'er, look up at me."

His voice was overflowing with tender affection, drawing me in irresistibly into his smiling eyes.

He didn't speak, but simply gazed at me with those loving eyes. He slowly reached out and brushed aside a strand of hair that had somehow fallen across my forehead. His beautiful, white fingertips lingered on my smooth forehead, then glided across my delicate cheek, over my exquisite neck, past my rounded shoulders, and finally reached my beautifully shaped, cone-shaped breasts.

"Chang Kong Yu..." I gasped softly.

His index finger touched the center of my half-open lips, and he smiled gently, "Shh! Don't speak. Just feel it slowly..."

"Mmm..." I obediently responded softly.

Gradually, he pressed his entire palm onto my tender breasts, instantly changing the shape of my perfectly shaped breasts.

"Ah..." I let out a soft moan, a tingling sensation spreading through me.

"Does it feel good?" Then his other large hand covered my other breast, squeezing and releasing it repeatedly, causing the flesh of my breasts to be pushed to my armpits from time to time. The whole scene was truly decadent and erotic to the extreme...

I gritted my teeth and didn't speak, turning my face to the side, not wanting to see the miserable state of my breasts being 'abused'...

Seeing that I didn't answer, he squeezed even harder.

"Ah..." I trembled and cried out again.

"Tell me, does it feel good?" he asked again in a hoarse voice.

How could someone who was so gentle a moment ago become so wicked in the next moment? I murmured aggrievedly, "It feels good..."

He caressed my white and delicate breasts again and again without being satisfied, until my breasts were pinched red before he stopped.

Seeing her pink and cute nipples standing erect, Chang Kongyu couldn't help but feel a pang of tenderness and flicked the two nipples a few more times with his fingers before reluctantly continuing downwards.

He then quickly straightened up, slowly separated my thighs with his hands, gently bent my legs, and then placed his hands on my kneecaps, pressing my calves and thighs tightly together.

"Ah! Chang Kongyu...don't lick there!"

His lips gently kissed upwards along the inside of my thigh, stopping at the base of my thigh before lingering. He then extended his tongue and slowly licked the crease between my thigh and mons pubis...

"Ugh...Chang Kongyu...no...it's dirty there! Chang Kongyu...um...ah..."

He not only ignored my words but also intensified his efforts, moving his lips further up towards my pubic mound covered in pubic hair...

He extended two thumbs and carefully parted my delicate labia. While he licked my clitoris intermittently with his tongue, he covered my mons pubis with his large hands, gently stroking the soft hairs with his fingers...

Gradually, his fingers parted my already wet opening and "swoosh!" slid in! Then he began to thrust wildly, the strange stimulation making me, experiencing love for the first time, writhe and tremble beneath him, lost in ecstasy, "Ah—"

Suddenly, Chang Kongyu pulled his fingers out of my little hole. He then straightened up between my bent legs, spreading my knees as wide as possible, almost flattening them. "Chang Kongyu... um... my groin is so sore..."

My snow-white thighs were forced apart to the maximum extent, making the skin between my thighs taut. This made the small opening of my little hole even more obvious!

At this moment, I saw him proudly aiming his thick, fleshy penis, as thick as a child's arm, at my tender little hole...

He straightened up, lifted my slender waist with both hands, his thighs pressed vertically against my horizontal thighs, and then slowly pushed forward. Was he

going to insert it? His penis was about to enter my vagina! Would it hurt a lot?

The moment the glans touched the entrance of my hole, my face turned pale, I closed my eyes, and gripped the bright red sheets tightly with both hands, waiting for the excruciating pain to come!

But then, Chang Kongyu withdrew his body from between my legs.

I opened my eyes in confusion. Why did he stop?

Seeing my puzzled look, he smiled gently and explained, "I forgot the white cloth."

I then remembered that a maid had placed a white cloth on the jade plate on the round table. That... that was for checking for bloodstains?

After tonight, the maid would come tomorrow morning with the white cloth stained with blood for my in-laws to inspect. Thinking of this, my mind went blank! Who said the ancients were conservative? If such a bold act could be called conservative, then there would be no such thing as unrestrained behavior in the world...

When Chang Kongyu got off the bed and retrieved the white cloth, he saw her staring blankly, as if she had lost her mind.

Chang Kongyu was taken aback. He comforted her, "Don't be nervous. It will hurt the first time you do this, but it won't hurt anymore once you get used to it." I

blushed, looked at him steadily, and nodded.

Chang Kongyu climbed onto the bed, his body squeezing between my legs again. He lifted my hips, placed a white towel under my buttocks, and then gently lowered them.

After doing all this, his large penis aimed at the opening between my pubic hair and the cleft. Suddenly, the thick, long, and hard glans slightly penetrated the small opening beneath me.

"Ah!..." I instinctively tried to squeeze my legs together, but Chang Kongyu grabbed them and spread them wide apart.

I felt a sharp pain inside me; Chang Kongyu's penis was stuck!

What, what is this?

At this moment, Chang Kongyu's large hand touched my cheek, and he said gently, "Bear with it, I'm going to break it..."

"..." I stared wide-eyed, confused.

He pressed his body down, and his penis inside me moved with the direction of his thrusts...

He then thrust his lower abdomen forward with a fierce thrust. The barrier in front of his glans suddenly seemed to be pierced by this fierce thrust—a tearing pain, as sharp as a stabbing to the bone, assaulted me!

"Ah—" I screamed, and his penis plunged all the way in!

"Be good! It won't hurt in a bit!" He comforted me, placing light kisses on my forehead, ears, cheeks, and lips, while his hands again covered my breasts, kneading and squeezing them.

After a few minutes, suddenly, liquid "plop! plop!" fell onto my nipples.

I opened my eyes groggily and saw Chang Kongyu clenching his teeth, his eyes tightly closed, a large patch of sweat dripping from his forehead, sliding down his handsome face, into his beautiful neck, onto his heaving, muscular chest, past his beautifully shaped areolas, and some even flowing into his small, contracting belly button...

The scene was both sexy and repressively moving—he was enduring the torment of desire for me.

The pain below gradually subsided, and the vaginal walls that tightly enveloped my penis trembled with pleasure…

I gritted my teeth, mustered my courage, and grabbed his buttocks. The soft, smooth touch in my hands made me marvel—his skin was enviable! Even his buttocks were smooth.

The moment I grabbed his buttocks, he shuddered, his eyes lowered and locked onto mine.

I hugged his buttocks tighter, and said in a low voice, “If you can’t hold back, then… then let’s start. I… I’m much better now.”

He chuckled again, kissed my lips again, and said, “So my girl is this considerate!”

I pouted, “Who’s your girl?”

“Once you’re in my family, you’re my girl.” He affectionately pinched my nose and twisted it, “If it doesn’t hurt, I’m going to start…”

I raised my eyes slightly and nodded resolutely.

Seeing me nod, his eyes darkened, and his penis, buried deep inside me, began to slowly and powerfully thrust in and out.

"Ah... um..." Although it hurt a little, a tingling sensation faintly traveled from the vaginal walls rubbed by his shaft to my brain...

With each thrust and withdrawal, I couldn't help but turn my gaze to between my legs. When Chang Kongyu's penis was pulled out of me, I saw that the base of his penis was wrapped with streaks of bright red blood. Before I could get a clearer look, he thrust it in again! All the way to the deepest part of my vagina, reaching right up to my cervix!

"Ah! Don't go in so deep..." I cried out in surprise. This feeling of my body being penetrated was so unfamiliar to me...

"Good boy! It'll feel better when it goes in deep... You'll slowly come to like this wonderful feeling of being deeply penetrated... um... um, um..." He thrust hard a few times, and the glans repeatedly struck the smooth cervix, causing my vaginal walls to tremble and suck in his entire penis. He trapped me tightly inside my vagina…

“Ah…” The constant throbbing and contracting of the vaginal walls made me tremble with pleasure—this was the first time in my life I had experienced the joy of sex!

As if knowing my pleasure, Chang Kongyu suddenly grabbed my buttocks tightly and began thrusting almost twice as fast as before.

His hard, large glans slammed against my tender cervix with even greater force and intensity, sending waves of pleasurable sensations emanating from the vaginal walls that tightly gripped his penis, flowing through every meridian in my body, shooting straight into my mind!

That feeling of being filled, so tight and pleasurable, that comfortable sensation of flesh rubbing against flesh—it completely overshadowed the pain of deflowering, leaving only the tingling pleasure of being stretched, filled, rubbed, and penetrated.

Gradually, I was no longer satisfied with this speed of thrusting; it felt increasingly itchy and numb deep inside me, and I needed a stronger, more direct, and more ferocious pounding!

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