Master, no! - Chapter 222 Alternating Pampering

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In the days that followed, Master Wenya, Qingyan, and I fell into a strange tacit understanding. Usually, I would spend most of my time with Qingyan, helping him research medicinal cuisine, or taking Bai Ze on "adventures" in the surrounding mountains to hunt for delicacies; occasionally, we would also visit Aunt Song's house in Taoyuan Ferry. Qingyan was carefree and irresponsible in front of me, but he had a gentle and refined demeanor when facing elders, and he was particularly good at making women happy—he could make almost anyone from six to sixty years old swoon, not to mention Aunt Song, who adored him.
Every few days, Master would have Bai Ze deliver a message. He had some idea, and made a necklace-like thing out of animal hide for Bai Ze to wear around his neck. A small wooden bucket was attached to the bottom of the necklace, filled with all sorts of things. The bucket was small, but the mechanism was ingeniously designed. Master told me how to solve the mechanism, and I practiced several times before I mastered it. Sometimes the bucket contained just a peach, sometimes a note, and sometimes a grasshopper woven from grass. Whenever I saw something around Bai Ze's neck, I knew Master was thinking of me. On such days, I would go to see Master, while Qingyan would wander around aimlessly, gathering herbs, discussing pharmacology with Doctor Lu, or treating sick neighbors.
Of course, each time we met, although we did different things during the day, we would do those blush-inducing things together when we slept together at night, almost without fail. Sometimes, one person's time was too long, and I couldn't get much sleep at night before having to go see another person that same day. When I arrived, I would see sleepy, alluring, or gentle faces in the room, plus an undeniable erection under the thin blanket... Even though my body hadn't fully recovered, I was still captivated by their innocent yet assertive eyes and their increasingly heavy breathing—I must say, Qingyan has the potential to be a vixen, and my master always manages to tame me with ease. And so, my still-tired body would once again fall into another blissful encounter.
That's exactly what happened today.
Last night, my master's demands were insatiable. Even knowing I was coming back early, he wouldn't let me go, taking me in shameful positions all night. This morning, I could barely walk, but he set off full of energy, taking me home on the way. The morning sky was a dark blue, with only a sliver of pale yellow dawn light faintly meeting the horizon, and a few bright stars twinkling overhead. As soon as we left the secret chamber, my master casually picked me up. Seeing that it was still dark, and knowing that few people would come to Pingdingya, I accepted it gladly.
After lingering for a little while, Master left in a hurry. I saw that it was still early, and guessed that Qingyan was still sleeping, so I carefully pushed open the door.
Entering the inner room and seeing Qingyan's peaceful sleeping face, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, this little devil was still asleep. Watching him sleep so soundly made me a bit sleepy too. Qingyan is very well-behaved; he's already used to leaving me a spot on the inside of the bed.
I yawned, took off my clothes, and tiptoed onto the bed, trying to step over his body to get inside. Unfortunately, this step aggravated my swollen opening, and something wet got onto it. I let out a soft moan and quickly covered my mouth, clenching my fist. Qingyan's eyelashes fluttered, and his alluring, sleepy eyes slowly opened. A smile tugged at his red lips, instantly waking me from my drowsiness. Even though we see each other every day, why do I always find myself so easily captivated by his effortless charm? After his smile, Qingyan's bewitching eyes swept down my outstretched legs, finally settling on my lower abdomen, his smile becoming even more wicked. My face flushed instantly; this position was incredibly suggestive.
"Go back to sleep, sweetie." I smiled and tried to step over with my second leg, but he grabbed my hands and mischievously pulled me down. I gasped and fell onto him. If my hands hadn't caught me in mid-air, I would have been badly hurt. Even so, I couldn't stop in time, and my lower abdomen pressed down on his erect penis. He groaned and said in a hoarse voice, "You little rascal, you hit there."
"It's not my fault." I struggled to lift my head, holding onto his chest. I could clearly feel that thick, long, hard thing right below my abdomen, throbbing as if it were alive. I swallowed and said, "Qingyan, it's not even dawn yet. I'm so sleepy. Can we go to sleep for a while?"
"Tired?" His hand slowly traced the curve of my back, then lingered on the contours of my buttocks, stroking back and forth. "I just woke up, what do I do here?" I was speechless. Why is it that both Master and Qingyan are like this every morning? There, there always gets hard, forcing me to be their "antidote" every morning. How tragic! I just saved one, and now I have to save another?
"It's so uncomfortable, what should I do?" Qingyan pulled my hand along the sheets and touched me inside. Soon, that hot, burning thing was in my palm. My heart skipped a beat. My body, which had just been played with by my master, was aroused by just a simple touch. I quickly pulled my hand back, rested my head on Qingyan's chest like a kitten, and said in a coquettish voice, "Good Qingyan, good lecher, I'm so sleepy, so tired. Anyway, this will last a long time, so can I sleep for a little while?"
"Didn't sleep well last night?" He raised an eyebrow, his face expressionless. I suddenly realized I'd made a mistake. Saying that would be telling him that my master had... you know... all night, and he'd definitely get angry. Qingyan has a good temper; I've never seen him angry—and I absolutely don't want to see him angry. I don't know why, but I always feel like it would be terrifying.
"No, no..." I stammered, unsure how to explain myself.
"So, it's okay now?" Qingyan pinched my chin, looking at me with hazy eyes.
"this……"
In the past, it wouldn't be impossible.
Although I had made love with my master all night before, he would always let me rest for an hour before dawn. This was the first time we'd been doing it until our parting—he was leaving for the mountains today, hunting was secondary; his main purpose was to travel around Peach Blossom Mountain to check for any oversights. Peach Blossom Mountain was majestic, and he would be gone for at least three to five days, hence his longer journey.
My lower body is still swollen, and it will take at least an hour to recover. And Master is so mean lately; he won't let me spit out the hot fluid he ejaculates inside me. Sometimes he even maliciously pulls my legs and thrusts downwards, and after ejaculating, he'll push my legs high, making me stiffen up for a long time until I beg for mercy, saying that he's completely filled me up, before slowly lowering me… It's so embarrassing! Today was the same; even though I just cleaned up, the feeling when I stepped over… it seems like hot fluid is gushing out again. I really don't know if there's any left inside… If there is, that's going to be incredibly embarrassing.
After much thought, I really can't do it today, otherwise Qingyan will be very angry if she sees it.
The most annoying thing is that you can't do it or say it directly.

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