The Best Housekeeper: The Green Hat Adaptation

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Lin Wanrong, a model man of the 21st century, unexpectedly finds himself transported to another world.

Rescued by the mysterious Uncle Wei at Xuanwu Lake, he is entrusted by Uncle Wei to become a lowly servant in the Xiao family of Jinling.

On the day of his registration, he encounters Old Dong, a local merchant, and together they make a small fortune from the Xiao family.

Unexpectedly, this attracts the attention of the Xiao family's second daughter.

Meanwhile, Lin Wanrong utilizes his 21st-century skills, instructing Old Dong's son to join a gang and partnering with Old Dong to open a restaurant.

He thrives, even engaging in a fierce battle with Old Dong's daughter.

On his very first day of interviewing at the Xiao family, Lin Wanrong is seen fighting with Old Dong's son, Dong Qingshan.

Finally, upon returning, with the help of the Xiao family's second daughter, he enters the Xiao family and becomes a servant as he wishes.

However, that very night, something happens that will change his life in this world.

From then on, Lin Wanrong's life as a servant took a different and exciting turn... That evening, he celebrated his victory with Dong Qingshan and the others, drinking heavily. When he reached his doorstep, Lin Wanrong felt a burning pain in his back; the wound from the afternoon's fight was still swollen and hadn't been treated.

Lin Wanrong entered the courtyard and saw a figure sitting motionless in front of his door.

"Who's there?" Lin Wanrong shouted.

In this city of Jinling, he knew very few people.

"Brother Lin, you're back," a clear voice called out, tinged with surprise.

"Qiaoqiao, what are you doing here?" Lin Wanrong hurriedly went to greet her.

Dong Qiaoqiao had already stood up, a bamboo basket beneath her containing cold food, indicating she had been waiting there for quite some time.

"Brother Lin, are you...are you alright?" Dong Qiaoqiao tugged at Lin Wanrong's clothes, looking at him anxiously. Her bright, star-like eyes revealed her tension and heartache.

"Me...what could be wrong with me?" Lin Wanrong, not understanding what she was talking about, smiled and welcomed her into the house. "How did you find my place?

" "You gave me a rough idea of the location the other day, and I found it today. Seeing your clothes hanging by the door, I knew this was where you lived." Under the lamplight, Qiaoqiao's face flushed slightly, making her even more charming.

Lin Wanrong secretly swallowed. He wasn't exactly a saint; with such a beautiful girl standing before him, he wouldn't be a man if he didn't fall for her.

Dong Qiaoqiao brought over the bamboo basket and said, "The food's all cold, Brother Lin, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll heat it up, it'll be ready soon." Lin Wanrong hurriedly grabbed her hand and said, "No need, Qiaoqiao, I've already eaten." Dong Qiaoqiao felt the warmth from his palm seep into her heart as he held her hand. Her cheeks flushed, her heart pounded wildly, and she whispered, "Brother Lin, I—" She subconsciously struggled slightly, and Lin Wanrong realized he was holding the girl's hand.

But this guy was shameless; he not only didn't let go but also squeezed her palm gently twice.

Dong Qiaoqiao felt like she was being scratched by a cat, a strange feeling welling up inside her. Her body heated up, and her long legs involuntarily came together, her body gently twisting.

Lin Wanrong reluctantly released her small hand, his face not even flushing, and said, "Qiaoqiao, did you come here specifically to bring me food?" His skill at diverting attention was always superb; Dong Qiaoqiao was no match for him.

Seeing him release her hand, the blush on Dong Qiaoqiao's face faded slightly, but she felt a slight disappointment. Hearing his words, she immediately remembered her purpose for coming and hurriedly called out, "Brother Lin, where's your wound? Let me see." "What wound?" Before he could even understand, Dong Qiaoqiao had already seen the grime on his back and his swollen back.

"Brother Lin, who beat you up like this? How could they be so cruel?" Dong Qiaoqiao's voice trembled with tears, and her concern and pain warmed Lin Wanrong's heart.

Needless to say, it must have been that brat Dong Qingshan who told Dong Qiaoqiao about his injury, which was why Dong Qiaoqiao had come to him.

"Brother Lin, quickly take off your shirt, I'll apply medicine for you." Dong Qiaoqiao gently touched his back twice. Her fingers were soft and slightly cool, making Lin Wanrong feel comfortable all over, and he couldn't help but hum softly.

"It's alright, Qiaoqiao, I'm tough, it's just a small injury, nothing serious." Lin Wanrong said with a smile.

"No, Brother, you're injured like this—" Dong Qiaoqiao couldn't continue, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Okay, okay, I'll take it off, don't cry, silly girl." Lin Wanrong felt warm and touched, and hurriedly took out everything from his arms, then took off his shirt, revealing his smooth and strong body.

He had always been physically strong, with a healthy wheat-colored complexion, and he loved to exercise, making him quite robust, which was very appealing to girls.

Dong Qiaoqiao looked at his strong arms, her face flushed, and her heart pounded, but when she saw the swelling on his back, all her romantic thoughts vanished.

Tears welled in her eyes as she gently touched the swollen mark with her slender fingers, softly asking, "Big brother, does it hurt?" Lin Wanrong grinned, "No, it doesn't." He lay on the bed, gripping the sheets tightly.

Doesn't hurt? Of course! Try getting beaten like that yourself! It's just that Qiaoqiao is a gentle and kind girl, and Lin Wanrong couldn't bear to let her worry.

A few drops of hot water fell onto Lin Wanrong's back. He turned around and saw Dong Qiaoqiao hurriedly turning her head to wipe away the tears from her eyes.

"Silly girl, big brother is alright," Lin Wanrong said softly, his heart filled with tenderness as he looked at Dong Qiaoqiao.

Dong Qiaoqiao turned to him shyly and said, "Big brother, you must take care of yourself in the future. I—we don't want to see you get hurt at all." Lin Wanrong laughed heartily, "Don't worry, Qiaoqiao, the person who can hurt me hasn't been born yet." Dong Qiaoqiao blushed and teased him, "You're bragging." Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, like pear blossoms in the rain, making her indescribably pretty. Lin Wanrong stared at her blankly and said, "Qiaoqiao, you're so beautiful." Dong Qiaoqiao bit her red lips and lowered her head shyly, her face beaming with surprise that even a blind man could see.

Lin Wanrong felt an urge to hug this charming woman and kiss her hard, but just as he was about to act, a burning pain shot through his back. Lin Wanrong slammed his erect penis against the bed twice. "It's all your fault for being so inconsiderate, making me hurt again."

Dong Qiaoqiao carefully applied liniment to his wound, her movements as gentle as a breeze.

This intimate skin-to-skin contact made Dong Qiaoqiao's heart race and her face turn bright red.

Lin Wanrong, however, was different. He had already enjoyed countless massages from women, so he had some self-control. Although this time it was the gentle and beautiful Qiaoqiao, he didn't lose his composure too much—except for the loud thud of his crotch hitting the bed . After applying the medicine, Lin Wanrong went to get his clothes from the bedside table. Dong Qiaoqiao leaned over to put the ointment back in the box, but he tripped her, causing her to slip and cry out in surprise as she fell onto the bed.

Lin Wanrong had just turned around when she pinned him down. The pain in his back made him grimace. But he stubbornly remained silent. He was a fool not to take advantage of a good deal; compared to the allure of her throwing herself at him, what was this little pain? Caught off guard, Dong Qiaoqiao suddenly pressed herself against Lin Wanrong, their two hot bodies pressed tightly together, especially since Lin Wanrong was shirtless.

A strong masculine scent emanated from him, and Dong Qiaoqiao's heart pounded like a deer's. She tried to struggle to get up, but her body was utterly powerless.

A pair of strong arms tightly encircled her slender waist.

Unable to move, she could only slump softly into his arms, her burning face pressed tightly against his fiery chest.

Lin Wanrong held the boneless woman in his arms, inhaling her faint fragrance. His breathing gradually became heavy, and he held her even tighter, as if trying to melt her completely into his body.

Dong Qiaoqiao clung to him, barely daring to breathe, her full breasts pressing against Lin Wanrong's chest, bringing him a strange pleasure.

Lin Wanrong groaned softly in pleasure, his hands gently stroking her back, slowly moving downwards, brushing across her waist, continuing to move, finally caressing her rounded buttocks.

"Big Brother—" Dong Qiaoqiao murmured softly, her eyes misty with tears, her face flushed. The feeling of his large hands holding her buttocks was both hot and stimulating.

He gently pinched the tender flesh of her buttocks, then slowly moved downwards, while his dragon king thrust forward, penetrating between her legs, touching her pubic hair.

Although it was through her clothes, Dong Qiaoqiao, a woman as pure as ice and snow, had never experienced anything like this before. She felt something hot just slightly touching her private parts through her clothes, and she instantly let out a soft cry, her face flushed with shyness. Her legs instinctively tightened, and her whole body felt as if it were being stripped bare, collapsing into his arms.

Lin Wanrong was already ready to mount her, but then he cried out, "Ouch!" The pain from the wound on his back made him cry out involuntarily.

Dong Qiaoqiao woke up with a start, her cheeks flushed red, her eyes filled with tears: "Brother Lin, are you...are you alright?" Seeing Qiaoqiao's concern for him, her face flushed with shyness, Lin Wanrong felt a surge of desire. The wound he had just touched no longer hurt, and his erection became even more pronounced.

He said, "Silly girl, I'm fine, but there's one spot that hurts terribly. I need you to help me apply some medicine." Dong Qiaoqiao had no idea what he was thinking. She was already incredibly shy, her eyes barely open, her heart pounding like a deer's.

Hearing Lin Wanrong's words, she felt a surge of anxiety.

"Brother, where does it still hurt?" Her voice sounded anxious, yet as faint as a mosquito's buzz, almost inaudible.

Seeing her like this, Lin Wanrong had a plan in mind. "Go ahead and do it well. It would be a shame not to eat the meat that's been delivered to your mouth." So he didn't think too much about it and pulled Qiaoqiao's head over, giving her a light kiss: "Qiaoqiao, you're so beautiful." Then he pointed to the head of his penis, "This is it, but I'll have to trouble you to put your heart into it, Qiaoqiao." Dong Qiaoqiao knew exactly what he meant, but she just shyly turned her head away

and didn't say anything more.

"Qiaoqiao." Lin Wanrong saw that he had a chance, but the beauty in front of him couldn't let go of his last bit of modesty.

His tone became slightly harsher.

"Don't you want to see your brother get better?" As he said this, his right hand grabbed Dong Qiaoqiao's delicate and elegant hand and slowly pressed it to the head of his penis.

His left hand, however, was restlessly caressing the beauty's buttocks, enjoying the unique elasticity of her buttocks.

Dong Qiaoqiao blushed even more, her delicate hand touching the man's private parts. A strange thought crossed her mind, but she no longer resisted. She simply followed Lin Wanrong's hand, gently grasping the dragon's head and slowly experiencing the heat it radiated.

However, she still turned her head away, unwilling to look at that unsightly area.

Seeing her reaction, Lin Wanrong knew that the beauty before him had tacitly approved of his actions. So, while admiring the dreamlike, shy expression on the pretty woman's face, he freed his hands to caress her firm buttocks. Meanwhile, Dong Qiaoqiao's freed hand began to slowly stroke it. Perhaps Qiaoqiao felt the head of his penis growing thicker and thicker, to the point that she could no longer encircle it with one hand. So, as if taken aback, she suddenly turned her head and shyly stared at Lin Wanrong's large head. She took a deep breath, as if she had made a decision, and said softly, "Brother, how do you want Qiaoqiao to serve this ugly thing—?" Lin Wanrong looked at her in surprise. He knew that since Dong Qiaoqiao dared to look at his head directly, it meant that she had let go of her pride. However, he found it amusing that she called his head an ugly thing. Even though he had been with so many women in the modern world, his understanding of women in this world had deepened.

However, seeing Qiaoqiao in her current state, he realized that in modern times, aside from his first love, he had never experienced anything like this.

Thinking of this, a surge of irritation rose within him, and his temper began to flare. Unconsciously, the hand caressing Qiaoqiao's buttocks tightened its grip.

Dong Qiaoqiao, unaware of Lin Wanrong's thoughts, was only reminded of the man's intentions by the pain in her buttocks.

A sudden, inexplicable daze washed over her, and her grip on the dragon head tightened as well.

This, however, reminded Lin Wanrong of the alluring beauty before him. Lin Wanrong, still somewhat inclined to a carefree attitude, stopped thinking and began to properly observe the beauty before him.

Dong Qiaoqiao, lost in her own reverie, unconsciously looked up, her gaze unexpectedly falling upon Lin Wanrong's eyes. Their eyes met, and both were captivated by each other's gaze.

After a long while, Dong Qiaoqiao finally reacted, her cheeks flushed crimson, making her look incredibly beautiful.

However, her slender fingers were still tightly gripping Lin Wanrong's penis, and by the time she remembered, they were covered in his semen, wet and warm, making her feel unbearably uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly withdrew her hand, staring at Lin Wanrong for a long time with a look of expectation mixed with unbearable longing, still hesitant.

Lin Wanrong's gaze towards Qiaoqiao now held no desire, but rather confusion. After a long while, he sighed softly.

This reminded Qiaoqiao of her predicament. She shyly got up and ran, but accidentally knocked over a picture book on the bedside table. Dong Qiaoqiao looked down and saw that her face and neck were as red as the morning sun. She picked up the book and threw it at Lin Wanrong, saying shyly, "Brother Lin, you're so naughty!" Then she ran away like the wind.

Lin Wanrong, his back aching, was cursing Li Ergou for being too rough and ruining his plans. He hadn't considered that without Li Ergou's help, he wouldn't have had this stroke of good fortune.

Seeing Dong Qiaoqiao toss him the booklet, Lin Wanrong hurriedly caught it. He saw it was the erotic picture book Old Wei had left him.

"God, are you deliberately torturing me like this?" Lin Wanrong lamented inwardly.

This was incredibly embarrassing. At the most crucial moment of his pursuit, she had seen something she shouldn't have. Now Dong Qiaoqiao must think he was a complete pervert.

But heaven proved that since arriving in this world, Lin Wanrong's only lover was his left hand.

Of course, tonight he also had Dong Qiaoqiao's skillful hands.

Lin Wanrong glanced at the picture book again. His heart fluttering, those strange lines seemed to come alive in his mind, a slow, lingering sensation before quieting down again.

There was hope! Lin Wanrong was overjoyed. Although he didn't know why this had suddenly happened, it was still much better than viewing it as a mere erotic picture book.

However, he had to deal with the still erect dragon head himself.

It took him quite a while to finally get it to quiet down.

Lin Wanrong carefully put away the sketchbook, then suddenly remembered that it was so late, and Qiaoqiao had rushed out alone, her emotions extremely unstable. Could she be in danger? Lin Wanrong quickly put on his clothes and rushed out.

He didn't see Dong Qiaoqiao anywhere along the way. Lin Wanrong was anxious. He truly cherished this well-behaved and adorable girl; even if she wasn't his wife, she would be a very pleasing younger sister.

Of course, if she could be his wife, that would be best.

Lin Wanrong's delay left him unaware of the serious trouble that was about to unfold.

...Meanwhile, Dong Qiaoqiao ran out of Lin Wanrong's courtyard, her mind inexplicably dazed.

She had no idea where she was, nor did she see the figure standing in the corner of Lin Wanrong's courtyard wall.

It turned out that when Lin Wanrong led Dong Qingshan and his gang to fight Li Ergou that afternoon, although they severely injured Li Ergou, they were unaware that Li Ergou's group included a shrewd and capable individual—a thug planted by Cheng De in the south of the city. Li Ergou was merely a supporting character.

This man, named Du Wei, was a cunning and treacherous individual. During the afternoon fight, seeing the tide turning against them, he quickly sided with Dong Qingshan. That

evening, while everyone was drinking together, he secretly kept an eye on things. He didn't mention his resentment towards Lin San and Dong Qingshan's group, but instead, he had long harbored a crush on Dong Qingshan's sister.

After Lin San returned, he secretly followed him, only to see Qiaoqiao enter Lin Wanrong's courtyard and then hurriedly run out a while later.

Du Wei was a shrewd man and knew somewhat about what had happened between Lin San and Dong Qiaoqiao.

Seeing the current situation, he didn't think much of it and quietly followed Qiaoqiao.

Dong Qiaoqiao was restless, her mind wandering to a dark alley, her thoughts filled with the events that had transpired in Lin San's room.

When she finally regained her composure, she had no idea where she was.

Du Wei, also blinded by lust, saw Dong Qiaoqiao stop and look utterly bewildered. He

slowly walked up behind her and embraced the beauty before him.

Dong Qiaoqiao was startled to realize someone was behind her, but her mind was still blank; she only thought Lin Wanrong was following her again. Only

when she was embraced did she regain some feeling in her body,

but she was still weak and powerless.

Her stunningly beautiful face was flushed with shyness, her delicate, smooth cheeks framed by a straight, alluring neck. Her fair, almost translucent skin blended seamlessly with her white clothes, making it almost indistinguishable from her skin.

Beneath her neckline, a pair of full, firm breasts heaved rapidly, tempting the eye and tempting one to sin.

Dewey couldn't help but imagine the soft, supple waist of the woman in his arms, and her exquisite, delicate breasts… His hands gradually became more audacious.

His hands slowly touched the hem of Dong Qiaoqiao's top; the skirt and cinched waist perfectly accentuated her soft, graceful waist and her slightly rounded, delicate buttocks… Dong Qiaoqiao was filled with shame and indignation. Seeing no one around, Dewey began to grope her. Qiaoqiao was forced against the wall, her hands bracing against it, trying to keep herself from collapsing due to her weak and aching body.

By the moonlight, Dewey could vaguely make out Dong Qiaoqiao's willow-leaf eyebrows, bright eyes, snow-white skin, cherry-like lips, delicate nose, and slightly upturned rosy lips whispering "no."

Her eyes were tightly closed, as if afraid to see the person she was facing.

Dewey knew she mistook him for Lin San.

Qiaoqiao's cherry-like lips were panting, her eyes were hazy, her fragrance as delicate as orchids, her beauty intoxicating, and the irresistible scent of her youthful body wafted to Dewey's nose.

Dong Qiaoqiao's warm, fragrant breaths were soft and gentle, and the warm, delicate fragrance moistened his nose; Dewey almost lost control.

His hands became even more unrestrained

, slipping under the hem of her shirt to gently explore Qiaoqiao's tender skin.

Soon, Dewey noticed that Dong Qiaoqiao's legs were crossed tightly, and her heels seemed to be lifting off the ground from her feet.

Dewey was overjoyed, not expecting Qiaoqiao's body to be so sensitive. He knew he had a good chance of sleeping with the beauty before him.

Moreover, Dong Qiaoqiao was completely out of her mind, oblivious to the fact that the person behind her wasn't the Lin brother she loved.

Just as Dewey was about to take further liberties, Qiaoqiao suddenly sighed softly. She couldn't stand straight anymore, bending over, one hand pressed tightly against the wall, the other clutching her skirt.

Dewey's hand trembled, and he hurriedly reached down.

Before even reaching under her skirt, just as he touched her thigh, he felt a warm, wet flow.

Dong Qiaoqiao had wet herself; droplets of urine were still dripping onto her pantyhose and shoes.

Dong Qiaoqiao's mind was in turmoil. She had been trying to restrain herself in Lin San's room,

but when she saw Lin San's eyes, she vaguely thought he didn't love a woman like her, that he thought she was a promiscuous and cheap woman.

Dong Qiaoqiao's body was naturally extremely sensitive; even the slightest, overly vigorous touch would make her wet herself.

Just now, when she held Lin San's penis, she was already incredibly aroused, and had finally mustered the strength to break free. Who would have thought that in this alley, "Lin San" would be so lewd? The last vestige of her sanity vanished, and she could no longer endure it, reaching climax.

She was even more confused, wondering if Lin San would despise her because of this, yet she was also eagerly anticipating what was to come.

Du Wei, unaware of the intricacies of the situation, only saw the beauty in his arms as so delicate; a gentle embrace and some wanton caresses had caused her to wet herself.

He had initially hesitated about continuing, but Dong Qiaoqiao's actions were like a dose of aphrodisiac, instantly dispelling any remaining hesitation.

His hands moved swiftly, one hand slowly advancing upwards while the other remained between her legs, savoring the wet, hot pleasure—a two-pronged approach.

Dewey skillfully unbuttoned Dong Qiaoqiao's blouse, revealing her pink undergarment. How could the thin fabric conceal her voluptuous body and exposed curves? On the undergarment tightly covering her breasts, two tender nipples protruded slightly, displaying their alluring shape.

Dewey's left hand pressed against Qiaoqiao's full breasts. Even through the thin, damp undergarment, he could feel her firm breasts, the nipples radiating heat. Dewey's hand trembled slightly as he slowly roamed over Qiaoqiao's breasts, occasionally pressing and kneading the slightly erect buds. Qiaoqiao

was both ashamed and angry, but the burning sensation within her body constantly assaulted her mind, leaving her no time to think. She was completely absorbed in the teasing of "Lin San" behind her, having no time to consider anything else.

Seeing that the beauty before him offered no resistance, Dewey became even bolder and more unrestrained, his hand reaching into her forbidden area.

His left hand, however, began to vigorously knead Qiaoqiao's nipples.

This caused Qiaoqiao to gradually begin to murmur incoherently.

Her moans grew louder and louder.

...Just then, Lin Wanrong, having finished tidying up, came out to look for Qiaoqiao. As he passed through this dark alley, he faintly heard a woman's moans.

Lin Wanrong stopped and gradually approached, wanting to see what was going on.

After all, he had never seen anything like this since arriving in this strange era. The sight

of someone having sex in the open piqued his curiosity,

and he temporarily put his search for Qiaoqiao aside.

The moonlight was dim, and the alley was extremely dark. Neither Dong Qiaoqiao nor Du Wei, who were in the clouds, noticed the extra person.

Lin Wanrong slowly approached to within five steps of them before stopping, just in time to see their actions in the dim moonlight.

However, Qiaoqiao's moans were not very loud, and with the dim moonlight, the three of them couldn't distinguish each other for a moment.

Du Wei and Qiaoqiao didn't even notice the onlooker five steps away. At this moment, Du Wei had already pulled Qiaoqiao's undergarment down to her waist, while her outer garment had already been torn open during their vigorous movements.

Du Wei also had a quick idea, turning Qiaoqiao's outer garment over from behind, covering most of Qiaoqiao's head, leaving only her nose and below exposed.

Then Dewey gently turned Qiaoqiao over so that she was leaning against the wall,

revealing her luscious red lips and pointed chin.

Now Qiaoqiao couldn't see anything, only a blurry figure through her clothes.

In truth, Dong Qiaoqiao dared not open her eyes to see who it was.

Poor Lin Wanrong, who had just adjusted to the moonlight and wanted to see what the woman looked like, was caught off guard by Dewey's actions.

However, by the moonlight, Lin Wanrong could clearly see Qiaoqiao's breasts.

Seeing that Dewey had turned his back, and assuming neither of them would notice him, he took two steps closer, staring intently at Qiaoqiao's breasts from three feet away.

Dewey, seeing that Qiaoqiao would no longer realize he wasn't "Lin San," grew bolder.

He lowered his head and kissed Qiaoqiao's luscious red lips.

In Lin Wanrong's eyes, although Du Wei had blocked the woman's most alluring body, the partially obscured view was even more captivating.

It made Lin Wanrong's mouth dry and his desire burn fiercely.

He couldn't help but reach down to his crotch, stroking his already erect penis.

He thought of Qiaoqiao's shy expression earlier, and how he would feel if she were to stroke his penis now. Little did he know that the beauty before him was the very enchanting woman he had been dreaming of.

Du Wei and Qiaoqiao were kissing passionately, their lips drooling, and their movements gradually intensified.

The two, engrossed in their passionate kiss, were oblivious to the onlooker beside them.

Seeing that the beauty before him was already deeply aroused, Du Wei decided to proceed.

His right hand gently reached down, lifting her skirt

and slowly pulling it upwards until the hem reached her waist.

Dong Qiaoqiao, however, had already wrapped her arms around the waist of the "Third Brother" in front of her, desperately trying to keep herself from collapsing.

Her shapely body trembled as she stood before the two men, her snow-white breasts being kneaded and writhed by a large hand, her pink face mostly covered by clothing, her lips being deeply kissed by the "Third Brother," her fragrant tongue constantly sending waves of pleasure through her.

Even the thin, transparent lines of saliva that dripped from the corners of her mouth were visible, the lewd atmosphere gradually infecting the entire air.

The breathing of the three men involuntarily became heavy.

Lin Wanrong's hands continued their actions, his mind filled with the lewd scene, but unfortunately, the woman's lower body was almost entirely blocked by the man in front of him; the young man had his back to him, kissing the beauty's delicate lips.

Hearing Dong Qiaoqiao's suppressed moans, which sounded almost like sobs, Lin Wanrong involuntarily moved closer, now only two steps away from the two passionately kissing.

At this moment, Du Wei, with one hand supporting Dong Qiaoqiao's thigh, had already begun licking and sucking the girl's vulva.

Dong Qiaoqiao's panties had long since been pulled down to her ankles by Du Wei.

Her hands were pressed tightly against Du Wei's head, as if seeking a foothold

to prevent herself from collapsing due to her weak body.

Originally, their position had mostly concealed Qiaoqiao's body, but now, her snow-white breasts were exposed to Lin Wanrong's eyes.

The scene became even more lewd! Due to the position, Dong Qiaoqiao had to press her weak hands forcefully against Du Wei's body, and due to pleasure, her head was also pressed firmly against the wall.

This caused the girl's upper body to arch forcefully.

Meanwhile, Dewey was still busy down below, his two white and tender breasts swaying high above.

Lin Wanrong stared at the fully erect nipples, like two bright red and juicy cherries, and longed to grab them.

Finally, Dewey seemed to feel it was about time, slowly stood up, and freed one hand to unzip his pants.

His proudly erect penis was exposed to the air.

Perhaps sensing that her "Third Brother" had taken out his penis, Qiaoqiao's body writhed more violently, and her breathing became noticeably more rapid.

"I wonder how capable this man is, and whether all women in this era are so promiscuous.

And do people in this era not use contraception? Or what if she gets venereal disease?" Lin San couldn't help but start to have wild thoughts.

Dong Qiaoqiao was unaware that in her Third Brother's mind, she had already been labeled a promiscuous woman. Poor thing, she had just been afraid that she would be misunderstood by Lin Wanrong for acting too promiscuous.

Little did she know that the person before her wasn't the "Lin San" she had imagined.

She was simply determined to make a good impression on this "Third Brother" and atone for her earlier

neglect. Just

as they were both lost in thought,

Du Wei's penis was already pressed against Dong Qiaoqiao's vulva.

At this moment, Dong Qiaoqiao was already burning with desire from Du Wei's teasing, completely unaware that her long-preserved virginity was about to be taken by the "Lin San" she had mistakenly identified as her, right in front of her beloved Third Brother.

If she were to realize this now, she would probably feel ashamed even if she died a thousand times over.

Finally, Dewey could no longer hold back. He lifted Qiaoqiao's pink buttocks, pressed down on her high, plump buttocks with one hand, and grasped his swollen penis with the other. He slowly stroked it gently between Qiaoqiao's secret hole and buttocks, occasionally pausing on Qiaoqiao's anus as if to penetrate. Qiaoqiao, who had already urinated countless times, felt the hot head of her flower stream.

A strong sensation surged through her, and she desperately tried to struggle, but her body was weak and powerless, unable to escape Du Wei's clutches on her buttocks. Adding to her embarrassment, a hot, erect penis was roaming freely between her buttocks, occasionally gently probing her anus, making her feel even more ashamed. Yet, another unbearable, tingling emptiness slowly spread from her vulva. Qiaoqiao could no longer hold back her sobs, burying her face in Du Wei's shoulder and whispering in his ear, "Third Brother, stop torturing Qiaoqiao. Take my body. I won't regret it. I'm yours now." Hearing this, Du Wei

didn't hesitate any longer. With a sudden thrust, his hot penis plunged deep into her flower path.

"Ah—" A heart-wrenching yet joyful groan echoed through the dark alley.

"Third Brother—Third Brother—" Dong Qiaoqiao unconsciously called out Lin Wanrong's name, but to Lin Wanrong, the sound was like a thunderbolt.

Qiaoqiao? What to do? He couldn't let her know that the person in front of her wasn't him, but why was this woman Qiaoqiao? She seemed to have mistaken the man in front of her for him. Hearing this, Lin Wanrong already understood what was happening.

In his eyes, Qiaoqiao was a good girl, and she had feelings for him.

However, he didn't belong to this world, so in his eyes, the people of this world had little to do with him.

But Qiaoqiao had mistaken the man in front of her for him, and this joke had gone too far.

In the modern world, Lin Wanrong had actually had his share of women, but most of the women around him were just playing around.

Moreover, deep in Lin Wanrong's heart was a sinful thought, that is, he had a deep cuckold fetish.

His girlfriends in the modern world were never short of men of various kinds, and he often engaged in wife-swapping and similar activities.

In his eyes, Qiaoqiao was the first woman he had ever known, and she would always be his.

Watching her lose her virginity to a stranger right before his eyes, Lin Wanrong, a man from the modern world, felt a strange thrill.

Thinking this, Lin Wanrong suppressed the urge to scream, but his movements grew increasingly intense, and the two were now only a step away… Dong Qiaoqiao was unaware that her beloved "Third Brother" was watching her and a stranger engage in illicit

relations just a step away. At that moment, she was completely oblivious to what was happening around her.

She only knew that her "Third Brother" had completely possessed her body, and from now on, she belonged to him.

Unlike the other two, Dewey didn't have such thoughts. He felt his head enter a new realm, paused briefly, and seeing that the woman before him didn't show any particular reaction, he held Qiaoqiao's firm, beautiful buttocks with both hands and began to slowly thrust his head in and out of her flower path. Qiaoqiao, whose body was limp and powerless, suddenly felt her flower path being attacked again. A tingling sensation gradually replaced the previous pain, so she slowly relaxed her flower opening, her cherry lips slightly parted, wanting to cry out, but Dewey kissed her, his tongue swirling inside her mouth. Unable to speak further, she could only gasp and pant, desperately clinging to Du Wei's body to suppress the indescribable sensation and prevent herself from collapsing from exhaustion. But Du Wei thrust deeply, holding her erect penis in place. Lost in pleasure, Qiao Qiao suddenly felt a tearing pain in her lower body. Her mind snapped back to reality. Looking down, she saw Du Wei embracing her, a large, ugly thing rapidly thrusting in and out of her. She could no longer restrain herself and groaned loudly. The sound, reaching Lin Wanrong's ears, was strangely stimulating.

The three remained in this position for about half an incense stick's time, until Du Wei began to tremble rapidly.

Just as he was about to ejaculate, Qiao Qiao regained consciousness.

She hurriedly clung tightly to "Third Brother," her body limp and powerless.

Finally, Du Wei reached his limit, and a stream of hot semen spurted from his penis, hitting Qiao Qiao's vulva heavily.

Qiaoqiao, at her limit, incoherently called out Lin Wanrong's name.

She fainted during her climax.

Lin Wanrong, hearing her own name, could no longer restrain his semen and ejaculated, shooting forward and hitting them both directly. Qiaoqiao's chest was covered in Lin Wanrong's handiwork.

After ejaculating, Du Wei noticed something amiss beside him. Turning around, he saw Lin Wanrong pressed against him, barely a step away,

and was terrified. Forgetting the woman beneath him, despite his weak legs, he ran away,

disappearing into the depths of the alley in an instant.

Qiaoqiao, without support, slid down the wall.

When Lin Wanrong regained his senses, Du Wei was already gone. He hadn't even seen who had taken Qiaoqiao's body, giving him a future cuckold's horns.

But Qiaoqiao was in this state, and he couldn't leave her unattended.

So he abandoned the idea of chasing after her and took care of the follow-up work for the stranger.

He carried Qiaoqiao back to Old Dong's house.

He even had a wild thought that he had done something similar in modern times… Upon arriving at Old Dong's house, Lin Wanrong put Qiaoqiao down, got up, and hid in a dark corner to observe her reaction.

Not long after, Dong Qiaoqiao woke up, finding herself back at her doorstep in a daze.

What had just happened was vague.

She only vaguely remembered doing some shameful things at Lin Wanrong's house.

Then, she vaguely walked out.

Thinking of her behavior at Lin San's house, her cheeks flushed red. She tried to stand up and go inside, but her legs felt weak.

Dong Qiaoqiao knew her body was extremely sensitive, but she hadn't expected to be so vulnerable, not even remembering how she got home.

Thinking of this, she curled up in a corner, her whole body trembling slightly, as if she were crying.

"Qiaoqiao—" Lin Wanrong rushed over.

Hearing his voice, Dong Qiaoqiao threw herself into his arms, bursting into tears, "Brother Lin, Brother Lin—" "Qiaoqiao, it's alright, it's alright. It's my fault. I bullied Qiaoqiao, I deserve to die, I'm despicable, I'm filthy—" Lin Wanrong scolded while secretly glancing at Qiaoqiao's face.

Sure enough, Dong Qiaoqiao hurriedly raised her tear-streaked face and said, "No, no, Brother Lin, it's not your fault. Qiaoqiao seduced you. Qiaoqiao is a shameless woman—" Lin Wanrong breathed a long sigh of relief. So that's what it was about.

This Dong Qiaoqiao was indeed a kind and lovely girl. She was completely inexperienced in this area. After such intimate contact in Lin Wanrong's arms, the first thing she did upon regaining her senses was to examine herself, without even considering that Lin Wanrong had deliberately provoked her.

However, judging from her tone, she didn't seem to realize that someone else had been with her just now, or even that she had lost her virginity.

Well, let heaven and earth know, and I know but you don't.

Lin Wanrong thought to himself.

"Qiaoqiao, it's my fault, I shouldn't have teased you—" For Lin Wanrong, with his thick skin, this was a rare instance of him sincerely apologizing. For the first time, Dong Qiaoqiao made him think, "I'm truly despicable.

" "Qiaoqiao, I will definitely take responsibility—" Before he could finish speaking, Dong Qiaoqiao's slender hand covered his lips: "Brother, don't say it, don't say it. You are a star in the heavens, and Qiaoqiao is just an insignificant blade of grass on this ground. Qiaoqiao doesn't want you to regret it in the future." "Qiaoqiao, I am willing—" Dong Qiaoqiao's face was streaked with tears, but she pressed her hand tightly against his lips: "Brother, you should pursue something better that belongs to you. Don't lose what you want because of me." Lin Wanrong held her tightly in his arms. Dong Qiaoqiao's tears flowed continuously, but she wouldn't allow him to utter a single word.

Finally, Dong Qiaoqiao suddenly smiled and softly asked, "Big brother, are you going to the Xiao family tomorrow?" Only then did she release her fingers from Lin Wanrong's lips. A few teardrops still clung to her eyelashes, and her rosy lips parted slightly, making her incredibly beautiful.

Lin Wanrong chuckled and said, "Yes."

"But before going to the Xiao family, I have something incredibly important to do." "What is it?" Dong Qiaoqiao asked curiously.

"Eat my Qiaoqiao—" Lin Wanrong said with a half-smile.

Dong Qiaoqiao said shyly, "Big brother, you're talking nonsense again." Lin Wanrong looked at her seriously and said, "Little girl, I will always be there for you—" "Big brother—" Dong Qiaoqiao hurriedly stopped him, her eyes filled with tears, which she quickly wiped away with her small hand: "You will meet many good girls in the future, don't give up such a great opportunity for Qiaoqiao." "Give up, why should I give up?" Lin Wanrong asked curiously, "Does this world mean a man can only marry one wife?" "You—" Dong Qiaoqiao was furious, punched him lightly, and turned to run away.

However, she was clearly a little inconvenienced in her movements.

So this girl can be jealous, huh? Lin Wanrong chuckled, watching her slender back and her swaying little bottom, a burning desire rising within him. Sigh, looks like he'll have to trouble Fifth Sister again tonight.

Wait, wasn't I not ready for a relationship yet? Does this count as dating with Qiaoqiao?

Sigh, failure, failure, so easily won over by a girl.

Right, Qiaoqiao hasn't said she likes me yet, and I don't think I've ever said I like her either. This girl-chasing is so sloppy.

I wonder if the female anatomy in this world is the same as in his. If I have time, I must find Qiaoqiao for a proper "exchange."

Lin Wanrong shook his head helplessly, thinking shamelessly.

He slept very well that night, flipping through that erotic picture book several times. It was indeed much better than Playboy or Dragon Tiger Leopard.

As for whether anything happened between him and Fifth Sister, that was a very private matter, known only to Lin Wanrong.

(II) The Second Miss's Sensual Lesson

After the Dong Qiaoqiao incident, Lin Wanrong's thoughts gradually changed, though he hadn't realized it yet.

Early the next morning, he went to the Xiao residence for a job interview as planned.

Upon entering, he offended Steward Wang, who was originally quite influential in the Xiao household.

Fortunately, the old fellows like Uncle Fu, whom he had met during the interview, held some status in the Xiao family, and the Second Miss treated him somewhat favorably, preventing him from suffering a loss. He

also met the seemingly honest Xiao Feng.

The next few days passed peacefully, and Lin Wanrong helped out under Uncle Fu.

With Uncle Wei's guarantee and the Second Miss's attention,

Lin Wanrong was doing quite well in the Xiao family. However, Lin Wanrong didn't seem to care much for the Xiao family. The Second Miss, however, took notice.

Miss Xiao, however, harbored a secret resentment towards Lin Wanrong because he had made a small fortune from the Xiao family using her sister's portrait when Lin Wanrong first arrived, and because of her usual willful and capricious nature.

One day, she even unleashed her dog on Lin Wanrong when he wasn't looking, but fortunately, Lin Wanrong fought back and killed the dog. Little did he know that Miss Xiao would hold an even greater grudge against him from then on.

She transferred him to her cousin Guo Wuchang's place to study with him.

Lin Wanrong was quite happy about this, and he arrived early at the tutor's place to wait for his current master, Cousin Guo.

Upon seeing Cousin Guo, Lin Wanrong couldn't help but laugh.

It turned out that Cousin Guo was fast asleep at his desk, his appearance quite unseemly.

It, however, fit his image of a talented scholar of this era.

The tutor, on the other hand, paid no attention to him, simply reciting classical Chinese texts at the head of the table, quite at ease.

Lin Wanrong secretly found it amusing and quietly stepped forward to carefully observe his cousin Guo.

Unexpectedly, Guo rolled off the desk, seemingly engrossed in a dream.

Lin Wanrong looked closer and couldn't help but laugh.

There, on Guo's desk, was a small erotic picture book, covered in saliva.

From Lin Wanrong's angle, Guo's hand was indecently placed on something, slowly moving – he was clearly absorbed in a erotic dream. "

This Guo is quite a character,"

Lin Wanrong thought to himself.

His laughter alerted the tutor, who looked over and noticed Guo's behavior, shaking his head and sighing.

Turning back, he saw Lin Wanrong standing before him and, having heard that a new servant had returned to serve as Guo's study companion, assumed this young man was the one before him.

"You must be Lin San?" the teacher asked.

"I am Lin San, just transferred here to accompany Young Master Guo in his studies. I greet you, teacher," Lin Wanrong replied, not even looking directly at the teacher.

A smile played on his lips.

The teacher, seeing his somewhat rude behavior, didn't take it to heart, merely giving a soft hum and continuing his classical reading, as if he had already greeted Lin Wanrong.

This pretentious behavior disturbed Cousin Guo's sweet dreams. He murmured names like Cuihong and Dongmei, and slowly woke up.

Seeing a handsome servant standing before him,

he knew it was the new study companion, but didn't pay much attention.

He gave a slight reply, intending to continue his dream.

"Hmph—" At this moment, a heavy hum came from outside.

Someone else had arrived. Lin Wanrong turned around and saw that the person who had spoken was looking at him with a burning gaze, as if they wanted to devour him alive.

Lin Wanrong scrutinized the newcomer, recognizing her vaguely, and noticed her sweet, melodious voice.

He thought about it again and realized it was the little girl who had bought the sketchbook he had drawn for Miss Xiao under the tree that day. As

Lin Wanrong pondered this, the newcomer strolled in. Seeing Guo's behavior, her face darkened.

She stopped looking at him and stared at Lin Wanrong, as if she wanted to devour him.

The two stared at each other for a long time. Then, Guo slowly woke up, finding another person before him.

Through his sleepy eyes, he vaguely saw a woman, and considering the entanglement in his dream, he felt quite uneasy.

She suddenly stood up, intending to pounce on the newcomer.

This startled the two people who were staring at each other.

Seeing Guo's cousin's act, the woman knew he was just having a fit of

madness after waking up from a dream, and kicked him hard in the groin. The kick was so fast and fierce that no one present could react in time, and a scream of pain immediately echoed throughout the study.

After this commotion, the newcomer disregarded everyone else, dragging Lin Wanrong out while shouting,

"You damn cousin, you stinky cousin!" Lin Wanrong was pulled around like this, not knowing what to do, and was dragged straight out of the study. The two hurriedly crossed the courtyard, pulling and tugging for a while before Lin Wanrong came to his senses. He was still shaken by the kick he had just received. It seemed that the young lady in front of him was not someone to be trifled with, but he wondered what he had done to offend this troublemaker today.

"Hey, hey, hey—where are you taking me?" Even with Lin Wanrong's exceptional intelligence and cunning, he couldn't fathom the girl's thoughts.

The woman didn't respond, but simply pulled him forward.

Lin Wanrong pondered to himself. This girl looked to be under seventeen, still quite young. In Lin Wanrong's hometown, girls that age would be in middle school preparing for university entrance exams. How could a girl this age be so willful and capricious in this world? Lin Wanrong found it hard to understand.

However, from what he had heard, he had somewhat guessed the identity of the girl before him.

Good heavens, the second young lady of the Xiao family! The one who had been making things difficult for me behind my back.

As they walked, the maids and servants along the way all changed their expressions upon seeing the second young lady Xiao arrive, taking a long detour and not daring to approach her even slightly.

It seemed that the second young lady Xiao's bad reputation had definitely spread far and wide, and it wasn't something that had only been going on for a day or two.

Upon arriving at a room, Miss Xiao glanced at Lin Wanrong and said, "You servant, come in with me.

" A smug smile flashed across her face, a glint of cunning in her eyes, and she pushed open the door first.

Lin Wanrong hesitated. This Miss Xiao was no kind person. Was she trying to lure him into this room for some ulterior motive? He thought of the vicious dog he had killed. This girl was vengeful; there must be something fishy going on.

"What, you're too scared to come in? Weren't you so powerful when you were kicking and punching? How come you don't even have this much courage today?" Miss Xiao couldn't help but mock him when she saw his hesitation.

Lin Wanrong wasn't afraid of the girl; he was only afraid of the vicious dog. He listened carefully; the room was quiet, and there seemed to be no barking.

He was still uneasy and listened carefully, but still heard no sound, so he felt somewhat relieved. He didn't speak, just gave the second young lady a few cold laughs, and then confidently walked in.

As soon as they entered the room, Lin Wanrong noticed something was wrong. It was a woman's boudoir, but it didn't seem like the second young lady's room.

No wonder, he had only been to the Xiao residence for a few days and hadn't been to many places. Plus, he had been dragged along in a rush and was completely disoriented. He had no

idea where he was.

Yin Zheng, who was also there, sensed something was amiss as soon as she entered.

Knowing that this little girl was used to being willful and capricious, she probably wouldn't let him go so easily. This Yin Zhonghuan was incredibly poisonous, but he didn't know how this little vixen would treat him.

Feeling uneasy, he momentarily lost his focus.

When he came to his senses, he found the little girl staring at him with a cold laugh.

Lin Wanrong then displayed his rogue nature, and the two stared at each other again.

It seemed this girl had planned this all along. At this moment, only he and Miss Xiao Yushuang were in the room. He was confident in dealing with the girl and had nothing to fear. He turned to leave; if he couldn't afford to offend such an arrogant and domineering girl, couldn't he at least avoid her? But when he reached the door, he found it locked from the outside.

Lin Wanrong felt a chill run down his spine. Could this girl be planning to rape him? Xiao Yushuang ignored him, staring intently at him as if she wanted to burn him alive.

Lin Wanrong chuckled self-comfortingly, "Whether we can get out or not is not important. With you by my side, Second Miss, what do I have to be afraid of?

You should be the one worried. I'm not a good person. I've always had a special fondness for pretty girls. You'll be alone with me in a room, so be careful." "You dare!" Xiao Yushuang thought to herself, feeling a pang of regret. How could she have been so foolish as to bring this despicable fellow here and listen to others' advice to use that method against him?

But then she thought about how interesting what was about to happen would be, and felt a little more at ease.

She walked to the bedside, lifted the curtain that had been hanging there, and a sly smile appeared on her face. "Take a look, what's this?" Lin Wanrong was curious, so he turned around and looked in the direction she pointed. But what he saw almost made him gasp in surprise.

Lying on the bed was a beautiful middle-aged woman, her palace dress half-undone, revealing her ample breasts. The hem of her skirt was pulled up to the side, exposing a large section of her fair, jade-like thighs. She had delicate eyebrows, phoenix eyes, smooth skin, and a radiant complexion, and was fast asleep with her eyes closed.

It was none other than Madam Xiao! Good heavens, this little girl has gone too far! She's even targeting her own mother to torment me! This

is outrageous! Although Lin Wanrong knew this was a cunning woman, his eyes remained fixed on her voluptuous body, unwilling to look away for a moment.

His mind raced. He suddenly realized that he would have to drug her and then go find her, which would solidify his crime of stealing her body.

According to the law, he would probably be executed a thousand times over. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but swallow hard.

Seeing his absent-minded appearance, Xiao Yushuang was slightly annoyed, but her next move was swift and decisive.

With a flick of her wrist, a powdery substance dissipated into the air.

Lin Wanrong, seeing this, was even more certain of his plan.

He immediately held his breath, his legs buckling as if he had been drugged.

He collapsed onto the edge of the bed with a thud.

Seeing her trick succeed, Xiao Yushuang tried to lift Lin Wanrong onto the bed.

However, her entire body suddenly went limp, and she couldn't even stand.

She was terrified.

Had she also been drugged?

But she had clearly taken the antidote beforehand, so how could this be? Just then, she heard a creak.

The door was pushed open from the outside.

Although Lin Wanrong had held his breath in time and inhaled some of the drug,

he knew things had taken a turn for the worse.

He could only squint at what was happening in the room.

His body was so weak he couldn't move.

He could only maintain a sliver of consciousness for the time being.

Looking at the second young lady, he found her dazed and confused, her eyes closed, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.

The man, after entering, turned and locked the door from the inside, then casually walked to the bedside, seemingly ignoring the two people lying on the floor.

Lin Wanrong found the man's back somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

This man was none other than Du Wei, the one who had raped Dong Qiaoqiao and taken her virginity.

After escaping from the alley that day, Du Wei realized Lin San hadn't noticed him, so he continued to lurk beside Lin San, observing his every move.

When Lin Wanrong entered the Xiao residence, he also infiltrated the residence under a pre-arranged double, using a different identity.

He was usually low-key, and even Lin Wanrong didn't know that such a person existed in his life.

Du Wei was also incredibly resourceful; within just a few days of entering the Xiao residence, he had already seduced Xiao Hong, the second young lady's maid.

Furthermore, through Xiao Hong, he learned of the feud between Lin San and the Second Miss.

So, he decided to play along and encouraged Xiao Hong to give the Second Miss this idea.

Lin Wanrong was naturally unaware of all this.

Even the Second Miss, after hearing Xiao Hong's idea, only thought it was funny, so she took the sleeping potion Xiao Hong gave her and secretly gave it to Madam Xiao beforehand.

She didn't even consider Madam Xiao's reaction afterward.

Madam Xiao had a habit of taking a nap during the day, and no servants dared to come into the courtyard for an hour or two at midday.

So, after Madam Xiao fell asleep, the Second Miss arranged her in this state before going to the study to find Lin San, intending to deceive him, drug him, and then place him with Madam Xiao so that when someone discovered them, Lin San would be unable to defend himself.

Xiao Yushuang trusted Xiao Hong greatly, but a mistake occurred during the drugging process. Fortunately, Xiao Hong was unconscious; otherwise, she would have racked her brains trying to figure out what had happened.

Actually, Xiao Yushuang wronged Xiao Hong; Xiao Hong was also unaware of the drugging process.

All these things, including the so-called antidote given to the Second Miss beforehand, were prepared by Du Wei. Otherwise, how could a lowly maid like her obtain these things?

The details of this matter were known only to Du Wei.

Dewey ignored the two men, having already anticipated that they were unconscious from the sleeping incense.

He went straight to Madam Xiao's bedside and carefully examined the voluptuous young woman sleeping soundly.

Madam Xiao hadn't suspected her own daughter of drugging her. After drinking the calming tea her daughter had given her, she took her usual afternoon nap. Little did she know that her chaste body would fall into the eyes of other men again and again under her daughter's scheme, and pitifully, she

remained oblivious, deeply immersed in her sleep,

completely unaware that she had fallen into the clutches of wolves.

Dewey stepped over Lin Wanrong and sat down beside Madam Xiao's bed, swallowing hard

as he gently rocked the sleeping beauty.

Under her daughter's manipulation, Madam Xiao's clothes were already open, and she was disheveled.

The upper part of her palace dress had already been unfastened, the silk ribbons flaring to reveal her fair, pinkish-white breasts.

The only remaining piece of clothing, a thin, close-fitting undergarment, had also been untied by her daughter, hanging loosely around her neck.

Even lying flat, her breasts were not to be underestimated; their firm shape pushed the undergarment high, showing no signs of breastfeeding, remaining as smooth and upright as a young girl's.

Two bright red nipples were already poised to burst forth.

Dewey was stunned, but fortunately, his experience told him he couldn't delay any longer.

So, with his right hand, he gently lifted Madam Xiao's undergarment, freeing the long-desired breasts before his eyes.

His left hand slid down even more brazenly, slowly approaching Madam Xiao's secret valley.

It should be noted that Madam Xiao's skirt had already been half-undone by her mischievous daughter,

held together only by a corset to prevent it from slipping down.

However, Dewey's actions were a bit too forceful, and he actually pulled off Madam Xiao's lower skirt, exposing her two long, slender, and fair legs to the strange man's view.

Meanwhile, Lin Wanrong, having recovered from his initial dizziness, gradually regained his senses.

Seeing the scene before him

, he was dumbfounded. "Damn it, I can't muster any strength at all!

I can't stand up, and I can't see what Madam Xiao's usually dignified and composed body looks like exposed to a man.

What a damn pity!"

Leaving Lin Wanrong lost in thought,

Dewey's actions went a step further.

He touched Madam Xiao's face, feeling her smooth skin. Madam Xiao's tightly closed eyes accentuated her long eyelashes, and she exuded an alluring scent, the fragrance of a mature woman.

Dewey gently shifted Madam Xiao's body to allow himself a better view of the beauty beneath him.

Then he lay on top of Madam Xiao, embracing her fragrant and soft body, his hands beginning to relentlessly assault her.

Dewey turned Madam Xiao's face to the side, and then showered her smooth forehead, delicate cheeks, and slender white neck with passionate kisses.

As the intensity of his movements increased, Madam Xiao seemed to become aware of his presence in her sleep.

When Dewey slipped his tongue into her mouth, she reacted, pushing against his intrusion.

She also emitted soft, gentle moans, as if she were having a sweet dream.

At this point, Dewey could no longer restrain himself, and he was confident in the effectiveness of the drug he had given Xiao Hong; besides inducing sleep, it also had some aphrodisiac properties.

Seeing Madam Xiao's current reaction, he could no longer restrain himself and was about to make his move.

Dewey sucked on Madam Xiao's fragrant tongue, swallowing the saliva she transferred to his mouth during his thrusts. His right hand gently caressed her fair and delicate face, savoring the smooth, supple skin beneath his palms, a sensation that seemed to melt in his hands. He even hummed with pleasure.

His fingers continued to stroke Madam Xiao's tender face, Dewey intently feeling her long eyelashes, small nose, soft lips, and delicate chin.

The unique scent of the beautiful woman wafted onto Dewey's face, intoxicating him.

After a few moments of kissing, Dewey continued kissing downwards until he found her bright red nipples.

In Dewey's eyes, they had already become two ripe, purplish grapes, tender, juicy, and sweet.

He would sometimes lick them lightly, sometimes suck on them deeply, as if his entire focus was on them.

Under the combined effects of the drug and Dewey's efforts, Madam Xiao gradually began to respond.

Her nipples hardened and stood erect.

Her lower body began to secrete nectar.

Dewey's left hand, which had been wandering between Madam Xiao's legs, made a discovery.

He was overjoyed, knowing that this lonely mature woman before him had finally succumbed to his provocations and was offering herself.

It was also strange that Madam Xiao, having been widowed for so long and celibate, and being in her prime, was no match for such teasing; it was a boon for Dewey.

Dewey lowered his head, extending his wet, slippery tongue, and began to ravage Madam Xiao's crotch. His nimble tongue teased the strings of her lust, while her remaining undergarments had long since vanished. Madam Xiao, who hadn't tasted a man's touch in so long, could no longer resist such intense stimulation. Even in her dreams, her secret valley was already overflowing, flowing unrestrainedly, moistening her slippery crevice. Her desire burned fiercely, her mature valley extremely thirsty.

In her dream, Madam Xiao felt an unbearable itch, her lower body empty, and her body involuntarily began to writhe.

Dewey, without further ado, unzipped his pants, freeing his penis.

It thrust directly into Madam Xiao's secret place, like an oversized branding iron.

Madam Xiao, in her dream, reacted even more strongly, aided by her heightened sense of touch.

The unfamiliar, thick penis, throbbing and pulsating against her vulva, evoked a strange excitement in her body.

Since it was a dream, this feeling had nothing to do with chastity or promiscuity, nor with her fidelity to her husband; it was purely a natural reaction to a man's penis, based on curiosity and comparison.

After all, apart from her deceased husband, she had never been with any other man.

The beautiful woman's will to remain chaste in her slumber began to slowly weaken.

Her legs involuntarily spread wide.

At this moment, Madam Xiao lay naked beneath the strange man, her long, full thighs raised high and resting on his waist. Her most secret and precious secret garden was completely exposed beneath his penis. He was

just one step away from penetrating her.

All her sensitive spots were under his control: earlobes, nipples, lower abdomen, vulva. Wave after wave of fierce attacks were destroying the dam protecting her chastity.

Madam Xiao slowly felt stimulation from all directions, and her dormant instincts began to awaken.

After massaging rhythmically along the edge of Madam Xiao's secret valley for a while, Dewey's penis finally parted the lush flower stream, and bright light clearly shone on the tender and juicy scallop.

He saw the rounded entrance, and his penis could no longer hold back. As if it had been released from its sac, it plunged into Madam Xiao's body, and at the same time, he immediately felt a tight, pressing sensation.

The long-neglected flower path frantically sucked at the intruder, as if trying to devour it completely.

The moment the dragon head successfully penetrated Madam Xiao's body, it was immediately enveloped by the warm and tight secret passage.

Madam Xiao, still asleep, felt the fullness within her body, and her flower path involuntarily tightened. Even Dewey, a veteran of countless battles, couldn't help but shiver.

He quickly focused his mind and used the Tortoise-like technique, his eight fingers...

At this moment, Lin Wanrong was already stunned, his dragon head unable to be restrained any longer.

Suddenly, a pair of small hands gently caressed him.

Lin Wanrong was immediately startled, but saw that the person on the bed hadn't noticed him.

Only then did he turn around and see that Xiao Yushuang, this little girl, had already woken up.

A pair of big, watery eyes stared straight at him.

Oh no, oh no, I've been bewitched by this girl.

Judging from the Second Miss's appearance, Lin Wanrong knew that she had been drugged with the legendary aphrodisiac.

He hadn't expected the aphrodisiacs of this era to be so potent, causing such a reaction in a naive young girl.

Regardless of her sanity, was he really going to be raped? Lin Wanrong thought wickedly.

Little did he know, Xiao Yushuang's mind was completely blank; she knew nothing more.

While Lin Wanrong was lost in thought, his penis had already been freed by the Second Miss.

Her slender fingers gently caressed the tip of his penis, drawing out strands of precum, before she licked and savored her fingers—the scene was utterly lewd and provocative.

Unable to restrain himself any longer, under the care of the Fifth Miss of the Second Miss's family, he ejaculated. His semen shot

straight to the clouds,

most of it landing on the Second Miss's beautiful face.

A truly stunning sight.

As fate would have it, just like the night he witnessed Qiaoqiao being raped, the remaining bullet struck the woman struggling in bed, her body contorted with ecstasy.

This aroused Dewey, bringing him to the brink of climax.

In his fervor, he ejaculated.

The heat from the blow caused a torrent of fluid to flow from Madam Xiao's vulva, a torrent cascading down like a waterfall, even splashing onto Lin Wanrong and the second young lady beside the bed.

After ejaculating, Dewey ,

realizing he'd been exposed, quickly escaped through the window Xiao Hong had prepared for him,

leaving behind a mess and the three bewildered individuals.

Lin Wanrong watched helplessly as the figure disappeared through the window, a deep question swirling in his mind.

"That figure looks so familiar, and he's doing almost the same thing, and I have to clean up his mess… Could he be my son?" Just then, he heard shouting outside.

It sounded like it was that cousin Guo again.

"Oh no, oh no, he must have seen Miss and me come to Madam's house.

I have to get out of here quickly."

Ignoring his aching body, Lin Wanrong hurriedly got up and hastily helped Madam Xiao dress, wiping the water stains off her clothes with his own lapel, hoping she wouldn't notice what had happened.

Of course, he didn't forget to take the opportunity to grope her a bit.

After he finished getting ready, people outside were already shouting and threatening to bang on the door, claiming it was a disturbance .

Lin Wanrong couldn't help but chuckle at Guo's ridiculous behavior.

However, he didn't know that Xiao Hong knew something was wrong and had specifically asked Guo to cover for him; otherwise, given Guo's courage, he would have already rushed in.

Lin Wanrong couldn't delay any longer.

He immediately tried to escape through the window, following the path Du Wei had taken.

Just as he slipped out, something unexpectedly hit

him, knocking him unconscious... The person outside was naturally Guo.

He had been kicked by the Second Miss and was in excruciating pain.

Having grown accustomed to being tormented by the second young lady over time, he harbored some resentment. Just as

he was brooding over this, the second young lady's personal maid, Xiao Hong, came to him, telling him that Lin Wanrong had abducted the second young lady to the madam's room, intending to commit indecent acts.

Cousin Guo didn't believe it, assuming the second young lady was trying to trick him again.

However, he dared not disobey, so he and Xiao Hong crept to the madam's building, intending to put on a show.

But upon reaching the door, they found it locked. Cousin Guo, feeling it inappropriate for a man to do so,

pretended to go around to the back window, only to find Lin Wanrong emerging from it, and the two bumped into each other.

Lin Wanrong, having just inhaled sleeping powder, was knocked unconscious by the impact.

Cousin Guo, Guo Wuchang, was also disoriented, but fortunately retained a sliver of reason, though he was disoriented, unsure of his location, and unable to remember why he was there.

Seeing that her scheme had been exposed, Xiao Hong quickly fled far away.

Only these four people remained in Madam Xiao's boudoir.

Guo Wuchang had just stopped when he saw the Second Miss emerge from the window again. It turned out that Xiao Yushuang, still under the influence of the aphrodisiac, was delirious, only vaguely aware that she needed a man to satisfy her burning desires.

Guo Wuchang, knocked unconscious by Lin San's collision, and Lin Wanrong, knocked unconscious by his

cousin, were also still under the influence of the aphrodisiac, their lust burning fiercely, wanting only to find a man to vent their frustrations.

Inside the room slept Madam Xiao, who had just been raped and was experiencing multiple orgasms, completely unaware, thinking it was all a dream.

The scene was extremely bizarre.

Guo Wuchang was a clever man; in his dazed state, he couldn't discern where he was.

But he recognized the lovely girl before him. Although this young girl was his cousin, he knew from her appearance that she desired a man.

In a daze, he thought he had also been knocked unconscious, still in a dream.

Coupled with some resentment towards the Second Miss for her usual mistreatment of him,

he disregarded everything else and only wanted to tease the charming woman before him.

When he caught a glimpse of Lin San out of the corner of his eye, his evil intentions were aroused. A new idea formed in his mind: to take advantage of the Second Miss, then frame Lin San—wouldn't that be wonderful?

The poor Second Miss was completely unaware that she had just been plotting against someone else, and now she was being framed herself. Lin San, meanwhile, unwittingly became the victim twice.

Once the idea was made up, Guo Wuchang acted without hesitation.

He was, after all, a man who had frequented the world of pleasure, and he harbored both resentment and desire for this young woman.

Besides, Xiao Yushuang was already completely under his control in her current state.

Without caring where he was, he stepped forward and embraced the Second Miss.

Seeing a man approaching, Xiao Yushuang felt an even stronger tingling sensation in her lower body and actively moved to meet him.

At this moment, the Second Miss's cheeks were as red as ripe apples, and her clothes, which had been loosened during her earlier self-pleasure in Madam Xiao's room, were

now exposed to the sun.

Fortunately, no one was around Madam Xiao's house at the moment,

preventing any accidental exposure.

The two women's bodies touched, but unexpectedly, they tripped over something and fell to the ground. Their lips were already pressed tightly together, oblivious to their surroundings, and they rolled onto the open space in front of the courtyard, ready to kiss.

Coincidentally, the one who tripped them was none other than Lin Wanrong, who had been knocked unconscious by Guo's cousin earlier.

This commotion woke Lin Wanrong up slowly.

Xiao Yushuang, though young and under the influence of a strong aphrodisiac, was no match for Guo Wuchang, a seasoned veteran of the pleasure quarters.

Guo Wuchang, however, was secretly frustrated; his cousin's kick had hit a nerve.

Now, he was somewhat powerless.

He could only embrace his cousin and kiss her deeply, hoping to improve the situation.

Lin Wanrong awoke to find himself stunned by the erotic scene

before him. Guo Wuchang, unable to contain himself any longer, roamed over Xiao Yushuang's body, his hands seemingly searching for her sensitive spots.

However, Xiao Yushuang was still too immature, not fully developed. Though a small beauty, she wasn't particularly appealing.

But under the influence of the drug and her cousin Wuchang's teasing, the second young lady's reactions grew increasingly intense.

"Ah—" Suddenly, the second young lady let out a frantic scream, her body trembling, and she urinated.

Lin Wanrong saw it all differently.

A green apple, only fifteen or sixteen years old, already experiencing a squirting orgasm, and so much fluid at that—truly exquisite!

But judging from her appearance, could this be her first period? If her first period is this intense, what will she be like later? A beauty that brings disaster, truly a beauty that brings disaster.

Lin Wanrong thought lewdly.

Cousin Guo, however, had

no interest in such things; his lower body remained unresponsive, indicating that the Second Miss's kick earlier had been truly vicious. Thinking of this, Guo Wuchang felt a pang of disappointment, only then realizing what had just happened.

A cold sweat immediately broke out on his back.

Ignoring who else was around, he quickly got up and ran, disappearing in a flash.

This Cousin Guo was quite something.

Lin Wanrong, seeing this, shook his head and sighed inwardly. This experience was truly extraordinary, but staying here now would likely mean certain death. With this in mind, Lin Wanrong reluctantly made a decision. He carried the Second Miss

, who had fainted after her climax

, and fled in a panic. Once inside an empty room, without even bothering to dress the Second Miss properly, Lin Wanrong was exhausted and drifted off to sleep again.

"Ah—" Another piercing scream woke Lin Wanrong from his sleep.

Opening his eyes, he found that the second young lady was already awake, curled up in the corner, staring blankly at him with that same fiery gaze.

Lin Wanrong realized something was wrong. Did this girl think he had taken liberties with her? A misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding!

Unfortunately, Xiao Yushuang wouldn't let him explain, and began to sob softly.

Lin Wanrong wanted to explain, but then he remembered that the root of all this was because the second young lady in front of him had tried to tease him. Luckily, the gods had protected him, and he hadn't been framed.

Of course, Lin Wanrong was unaware of his cousin Guo's thoughts. Even his cousin Guo himself thought he had been dreaming, but he had been agonizing over his lack of sexual function for a long time.

Lin Wanrong couldn't stand seeing women cry, but thinking of the second young lady's behavior, which had almost cost him his life, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. He went forward, grabbed the second young lady, and started spanking her.

He used both threats and soft words to plead with her.

He used every trick in the book to coax the little girl into smiling through her tears.

He even threatened her not to tell anyone what had happened that day.

In truth, Lin Wanrong didn't know that Xiao Yushuang had been in a daze and had no memory of what had happened since being drugged. She had completely forgotten her indiscretions with Cousin Guo in her mother's house and courtyard. Her

tears were simply a result of her mistakenly believing that her attempt to frame Lin San had backfired, and that she had been taken advantage of instead. She was also worried that her mother would find out about her misdeeds.

Later, Lin San spanked her and then gently comforted her, telling her that he didn't hold a grudge and wouldn't tell her mother.

This gradually calmed her down.

When the two left the empty house, it was already dusk. How Lin San tried to cheer up the second young lady, and how she gradually opened up to him, is not worth mentioning.

However, after this incident, the second young lady's personality slowly underwent some subtle changes. Meanwhile,

Cousin Guo, after this shock, felt much more at ease.

However, this charming woman completely forgot about the previous day's events when she woke up the next day. She

simply thought it was a beautiful dream during the day. When

Madam Xiao awoke, it was already dusk.

She thought she had slept incredibly well, and then she vaguely remembered the erotic dream she had just had. The scenes in the dream gradually stirred her long-dormant heart.

It's truly a case of having a good dream during the day, and then the dream vanishing without a trace. (

The previous post was criticized by the moderator for plagiarism, so this time I've been more careful and written entirely from my own ideas.

I wonder if everyone finds this style acceptable.

I only intended to write something with a bit of spice, but it unexpectedly spiraled out of control. It seems everyone loves a beautiful wife!

This time, instead of the second young lady of the Xiao family, the mother took on the role of the daughter, so it's not considered a cuckolding of the third brother.

However, I personally really like Yu Shuang and still want to leave her for the third brother to enjoy. What do you all think?) As for how to eat it, that's another matter.

Next, it's Qin Xian'er's turn to appear. Du Wei won't be joining next time, hehe.

But Old Du will appear again later, haha, just treat Old Du as another time traveler.

Moreover, I will show you a different Qin Xian'er.

(III) Qin Xian'er's Secret?

The next day, around noon, Lin Wanrong finally went to the tutor's to find Guo Wuchang.

The young master, however, wore a sour face, as if everyone owed him a huge debt.

He didn't react at all to Lin Wanrong's arrival; only the tutor, who was always engrossed in a tattered book reciting classical Chinese, nodded slightly in acknowledgment. Lin Wanrong

wondered why the second young lady hadn't appeared yet.

The two sat in silence for a long time, and Lin Wanrong felt somewhat awkward.

But having been a sales manager in modern times, dealing with this young master, who seemed to have a slight deficiency in emotional intelligence, was a piece of cake. A few words later, he eased the awkward atmosphere.

The young master was quite a character; remembering that he had seemingly considered framing Lin San the day before, and now Lin San's enthusiasm towards him, as if he didn't care at all, made him see Lin Wanrong as a very kind person.

The two chatted about matters of the heart again. Lin Wanrong had gained a deeper understanding of such matters in the world, and the young master felt an instant connection with Lin Wanrong, considering him a close friend.

After this conversation, Guo Wuchang was completely swayed by Lin Wanrong's words.

Time passed amidst their conversation and the teacher's ramblings. It wasn't

until past noon that the second young lady finally arrived,

no longer displaying the wild behavior she had shown in the study the day before.

Seeing that the second young lady didn't seem to be behaving abnormally, the young master, though uneasy, knew from his conversation with Lin San that his cousin seemed to have no recollection of yesterday's events, so he pretended to be reading.

Lin Wanrong noticed that she walked with slight difficulty, knowing that her injuries from yesterday hadn't fully healed. He thought to himself, "I wonder when I can truly conquer this girl."

But judging from their conversation yesterday afternoon, that day seemed not too far off.

After all, the little girl actually likes me, and it's not bad to occasionally try something different with a cute little girl.

As soon as Xiao Yushuang entered, she bowed to the tutor, who quickly returned the bow.

Xiao Yushuang then turned her head and glanced at Lin Wanrong, but unconsciously touched her bottom, clearly still remembering his rough treatment yesterday.

Lin Wanrong chuckled inwardly, thinking, "Let this little girl try to scheme again." He pretended to respectfully bow to Xiao Yushuang, saying, "Good morning, Second Miss." Xiao Yushuang gave a soft snort, pouted, and glanced at him, her face slightly shy, but she didn't speak to him. Instead, she went directly to Guo Wuchang and said, "Cousin Guo, you're here early today too?" Seeing that the Second Miss had spoken to him, the young master hurriedly and happily replied, "Second Cousin, I've been waiting for you here." "What are you waiting for me for?" the Second Miss asked curiously.

"It's nothing, just about yesterday. You're not angry with me, are you?" Seeing the second young lady's reaction, the young master felt much more at ease. It seemed his cousin truly didn't remember what happened yesterday.

"What happened yesterday?" The second young lady was somewhat confused by the young master's words. No wonder her memories had been hazy since she was drugged with the sleeping potion yesterday noon; she naturally didn't know what Guo Wuchang had done to her.

She thought it was the indecent image of her cousin she saw in the study yesterday and that kick.

"You mean that kick?" She didn't know that that kick had indirectly preserved her virginity.

Xiao Yushuang wouldn't have mentioned it if it weren't for the young master's face turning extremely sour at the mere mention of it.

Although he was certain that his cousin didn't remember what happened between them yesterday, he had failed to act at the crucial moment, letting go of the cousin he had longed for for so long.

He shook his head in regret.

As soon as the second young lady arrived, the tutor began the lesson.

Lin Wanrong, listening to the classical Chinese phrases, felt drowsy and began to doze off.

Half-asleep, he felt someone tugging at his clothes. Opening his eyes, he saw that Xiao Yushuang had somehow sat down beside him, tugging at his clothes and saying, "Lin San, I have to go.

Mother said my sister will be back tonight, and I'm going to wait for her." Hearing this, the young master perked up and said, "Cousin Yuruo is coming back tonight too? Why don't I go with you to wait?" Xiao Yushuang nodded and smiled, "No problem.

However, my sister said last time that after she comes back, she wants to see... " "How many poems from the Book of Songs can you recite?" Since my cousin says so, I'm naturally confident." The young master's expression changed instantly, and he hurriedly chuckled, "Ah, is that so? I just remembered, I had an appointment with Young Master Wang and Young Master Li tonight to study poetry. Then I won't go to greet Cousin Yu Ruo. Please apologize to her for me." Xiao Yu Shuang nodded, stood up, and smiled sweetly, "Then I'll be going now." The young master was about to reply when he saw that Xiao Yu Shuang's gaze was fixed on Lin Wan Rong. She was actually speaking to Lin Wan Rong.

Was she talking to me? Lin Wan Rong felt a little flattered. It was rare for a master to take the initiative to say goodbye to a servant.

For a servant to do this much was quite impressive; it seemed he still held some authority in the eyes of this Second Miss Xiao.

After the Second Miss Xiao left, the young master lost all interest in pretending to be a good student. He paced back and forth in the room, constantly looking out the window.

Lin Wanrong knew that his young master's mind was no longer on the subject, so he said, "Young master, listening to this teacher's lectures is really boring. Why don't we go out and find some inspiration?" The young master's eyes lit up at this tempting suggestion, "Exactly, exactly! Drinking and whoring—oh, inspiration comes even faster!" Taking advantage of the teacher's absence in the outhouse, the two sneaked out of the study. Lin Wanrong led the way, and the young master followed behind, heading straight for "inspiration." Once

outside, they needed the young master to lead the way.

Lin Wanrong was only familiar with a few places in Jinling City: the shores of Xuanwu Lake and the Xiao family's residence. He had never been to the place that inspired "inspiration."

However, when he was a sales manager, he spent five days a week accompanying people to such places for entertainment. He felt somewhat ashamed to be reduced to needing someone else to guide him.

As dusk approached, the young master pulled Lin Wanrong aside and said, "Lin San, seeing how generous you've been today, I'll reward you handsomely. Today, I'll take you to a nice place to have some fun.

Have you heard of Miaoyu Fang?" Miaoyu Fang? He hadn't heard of it before, but just the name told him what kind of place it was.

Lin Wanrong hadn't heard of any of the brothels in Jinling, so he was a novice again.

The young master smiled mysteriously, giving him a look that said, "I bet you've never been there either. How could you servants know about such a den of iniquity?" The Twelve Beauties of Jinling, the wind and moon of Qinhuai, had been Jinling's special features since ancient times, famous throughout the world.

Miaoyu Fang was the largest brothel on the banks of the Qinhuai River. The girls there were not only beautiful but also had some remarkable skills. For example, some could sing, some could dance, some could play the xiao (a type of flute), and many other talents.

"The most amazing thing is that a new courtesan has recently arrived at Miaoyu Brothel. Not only is she stunningly beautiful, but she also possesses extraordinary skills. What's even more remarkable is that I've heard she's a virgin, selling her art but not her body.

Your young master is in a good mood today, so I'll take you to see her." The young master boasted shamelessly.

A courtesan in a brothel? Stunningly beautiful? Selling her art but not her body? That's quite intriguing.

If you add the hidden identity of a female knight-errant or witch, it would truly be a novel.

Lin Wanrong chuckled. This young master seemed to have a deep understanding of the art of love.

"How about it? Aren't you interested?" Seeing Lin Wanrong's strange smile, the young master assumed he was interested and deliberately asked.

Lin Wanrong chuckled and asked, "Young Master, how much silver would it cost to sleep with this courtesan for one night?"

"Young Master Lin was dumbfounded. This lowly servant was truly vulgar beyond belief, but he was just to my liking. Young Master Lin wasn't exactly a scholar, so he had no qualms about such vulgarity. He chuckled dismissively, "Even with money, I can't sleep. Although she's a courtesan, she has very high standards. She sees countless talented young men every day, but I've never heard of any of them becoming her lovers." Lin Wanrong said somewhat dismissively, "I've heard too many stories about courtesans who sell their art but not their bodies. If you go to a brothel, you should sell your body, otherwise, what kind of brothel is it? And those so-called talented young men, putting on airs in front of the courtesans, saying they appreciate their talent, but what kind of faces do they have behind their backs? We men know very well." Young Master Lin's eyes gleamed, and he secretly slipped forty taels of silver into Lin Wanrong's hand, tightly gripping Lin Wanrong's hand, saying:

"Lin San, seeing how resourceful you are, could you do me a small favor? Could you find a way for me to get closer to that courtesan?" "Young Master, you overestimate me, Lin San.

I've never even seen what she looks like, I don't even know her name, how could I possibly help?" Lin Wanrong replied helplessly.

"No problem, no problem, Lin San, you're so clever!" "

That courtesan is called Qin Xian'er, she's incredibly beautiful, you'll see when you see her.

I don't have any other requests, I just want that Miss Qin to look at me a few more times, to exchange a few words with me, and I'll be content." Speaking of Miss Qin, the young master seemed somewhat dazed, as if recalling her beautiful appearance.

"Young Master, I'll try my best.

Where is this Miaoyu Pavilion you mentioned?" Lin Wanrong couldn't bear to go against his young master's wishes.

Young Master Guo Wuchang, assuming he had agreed, waved his hand cheerfully and pointed to a pavilion in the distance, saying,

"Look, isn't that it?" Following the direction of his finger, a magnificent four-story pavilion stood in the distance, its colorful flags fluttering, lanterns bright and dazzling, resplendent and magnificent. Even before approaching, one could hear the laughter of men and the giggles of women.

Guo Wuchang seemed to be a regular here, and without asking Lin Wanrong to lead the way, he bypassed him and rushed straight to the entrance of Miaoyu Fang.

It was already dusk, and Miaoyu Fang was bustling with people, filled with laughter and shouts, a truly lively scene.

The courtesan named Qin Xian'er had not yet appeared, but the patrons inside were already shouting loudly, clinking cups, and making the atmosphere even more lively.

Lin Wanrong and Young Master Guo had just sat down with a few maids to accompany them when a clear, melodious "thump" rang out, like celestial music brushing past their ears, silencing the commotion in the brothel.

"It's Qin Xian'er!" a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the patrons. Young Master Guo, who had been indulging in groping, sat frozen in place, muttering, "It's Miss Qin, is she coming out?" A door to a room on the second floor opened silently, and a beaded curtain hung down. Behind the curtain, a beautiful figure sat serenely, unseen and unheard, yet this single glance was enough to drive the men downstairs wild.

Needless to say, this captivating woman was none other than Qin Xian'er, the most beautiful courtesan of Miaoyu Brothel.

Lin Wanrong looked at Qin Xian'er's silhouette, a cold smile creeping onto his lips.

He utterly despised such so-called courtesans.

Every courtesan, no matter how beautiful, prefers to keep her face hidden, playing the mystery and creating ambiguity to attract attention—a tactic similar to Lin Wanrong's business hype, something he was already used to.

Qin Xian'er remained silent, her fingers lightly plucking the strings, and a heavenly melody slowly approached.

At first, the sound was soft, like a mountain spring gurgling down, gradually becoming more intense, like the fine drizzle of early spring.

Listening closely, the music seemed to possess a strange magic, the notes swirling overhead, whispering in one's ear, utterly captivating.

Then, a melodious female voice joined in, clear and gentle, as if telling the secrets of a young girl's heart, soft and tender. The once noisy

crowd in Miaoyu Pavilion fell silent. Even after Qin Xian'er finished her piece, everyone remained immersed in that beautiful realm, unable to savor the experience for a long time.

Everyone in the courtyard stared blankly at the beautiful figure behind the beaded curtain, their faces filled with admiration. Looking back at the young master, they were even more disgusted, drool dripping from his mouth, looking every bit the lecherous man.

Lin Wanrong glanced around, and seeing the young master's dazed expression, he remembered the forty taels of silver he had received from him, promising to draw Qin Xian'er's attention to him.

Qin Xian'er finished her song and gracefully rose. A maidservant lifted the beaded curtain, revealing a face of unparalleled beauty.

Her black hair was piled high, her cheeks were fair, her eyes almond-shaped, her nose delicate, and her lips cherry-like. Though dressed in simple clothes, her beauty shone through. She moved with the grace of a willow swaying in the breeze, her eyes sparkling with delight—truly a woman of unparalleled beauty.

Lin Wanrong's heart skipped a beat. This Qin Xian'er was truly stunning; he wondered how she would perform in bed.

Qin Xian'er smiled, her beautiful eyes sweeping around. There seemed to be a mysterious magic in her eyes, drawing people in one glance, then another, and then a third.

Everyone in the hall, men and women alike, stared at her, seemingly captivated.

Lin Wanrong, witnessing this scene, was reminded of the star-struck fans of modern times, and the scandalous photos that everyone talked about in his era. He couldn't help but chuckle.

However, he was from a different world and was immune to such things.

In fact, back in modern times, he had even paid big clients to sleep with a few minor celebrities; the feeling then was similar to now.

He exclaimed loudly, "Nothing special, nothing special!" The crowd was taken aback by this dissenting opinion, but seeing it was merely a lowly servant, they assumed this uncouth man was ignorant of music and wouldn't understand the nuances of the matter.

Lin San, emboldened by this, pressed on, "Miss Xian'er, would you dare to challenge me?" "What's the bet?" Qin Xian'er glanced at Lin Wanrong with amusement, then slowly asked.

"I bet I can point out the flaws in Miss Xian'er's music.

If I'm right, then please grant me a small request." Qin Xian'er, with her high self-esteem, didn't want to lose face in front of everyone, and she didn't believe a mere servant like him could find any fault in her music. She casually replied, "As long as what you say convinces me, I'll grant your request."

Lin Wanrong sensed her disdain and became somewhat annoyed. He immediately recalled his musical knowledge from his modern days and angrily pointed out the flaws in Qin Xian'er's music, thoroughly criticizing her. "Yes."

Qin Xian'er pondered for a long time, her face flushing and paling intermittently. She felt somewhat resentful, but she couldn't refute it at all. She could only let out a soft hum, which was her way of expressing her attitude.

Lin Wanrong, confident in her abilities, didn't mind her displeasure and deliberately asked, "Miss Qin, are you convinced?" Qin Xian'er's expression shifted subtly, then suddenly she revealed a charming smile, staring at Lin Wanrong and saying, "Xian'er is completely convinced and willing to fulfill any request you may make, young master." Lin Wanrong, however, kept staring at Qin Xian'er's face, his eyes gleaming, seemingly lost in thought.

Seeing Lin Wanrong's strange expression, Qin Xian'er felt a little scared. However, being a shrewd woman who had seen countless situations, she feigned shyness and lowered her head, saying, "Young Master Lin, why are you staring at me like that?" Lin Wanrong, displeased with her expression, smiled wickedly and said, "Miss Qin, since you're convinced, I must state my conditions." He coughed slightly and then slowly said, "I want Miss Xian'er to play a tune on the xiao (a type of vertical flute) for my young master in front of everyone in this hall." Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in commotion, some shouting and cursing, others excited, but most were filled with anticipation, wanting to see what this so-called courtesan would look like playing the xiao in public.

Qin Xian'er was slightly taken aback, not expecting this lowly servant to dare make such an impudent request. However, she had already spoken too confidently, so it wasn't easy to go back on her word.

But doing such a sordid thing in front of everyone, even though it was in a brothel, she had always sold her art, not her body, and no one had ever treated her so disrespectfully.

Today, encountering this despicable Lin San, and with everyone egging her on, she couldn't refuse no matter what. She

could only watch Lin Wanrong, her gaze lingering on him.

Lin Wanrong, feeling embarrassed by her gaze, hid behind Guo Wuchang and nudged the young master in front of him.

Guo Wuchang was somewhat dazed, but he had vaguely heard that Lin Wanrong and Qin Xian'er had some kind of bet.

Seeing Qin Xian'er's large, bright eyes looking at him expectantly, he stood there as if lost in a trance, drool unconsciously dripping from his mouth.

Seeing Guo Wuchang's reaction, Qin Xian'er calmed down somewhat, but then she saw Lin Wanrong behind him, grinning mischievously at her, and felt a surge of anger. However, the clamor of the crowd grew louder, and she had no good way to escape. She could

only slowly approach Guo Wuchang, gradually lowering herself until she was half-squatting.

She reached out her slender, jade-like hands and gently helped Guo Wuchang pull down his trousers.

Seeing Qin Xian'er's actions, Guo Wuchang felt a surge of heat rise in his stomach and his mouth go dry. He no longer cared about what had just happened, or how Lin San had managed to make the beauty before him so obedient. His

dragon head suddenly stood up; the kick from the Second Miss yesterday had no effect whatsoever.

Qin Xian'er's face was pressed against Guo Wuchang's lower body, and the sudden movement of his dragon head almost touched her face.

Although she had seen this object before, being so close to it in public was an experience even for Qin Xian'er, a seasoned brothel enthusiast.

A strange atmosphere filled the hall.

Everyone stared intently at the point where the two were touching.

Lin Wanrong let out a strange laugh, pushing Guo Wuchang forward.

Qin Xian'er had no way to avoid it.

She could only brace herself against the man's body with her hands, her lips barely touching the foul-smelling object.

A wave of nausea washed over her, and she almost vomited. Guo Wuchang, however, regained his senses

, his eyes turning red.

But he was already at his limit, so he pressed down on the woman's hair and thrust forward forcefully.

Qin Xian'er couldn't dodge in time and had to open her mouth, taking the dragon's head inside.

Young Master Guo felt his lower body enter a warm, moist place, and he couldn't bear it any longer. Before it was fully inserted, his whole body trembled, and his semen gushed out.

Qin Xian'er never expected Guo Wuchang to be such a scoundrel. She realized something was wrong when the hard object trembled in her mouth, but it was too late. Before she could spit out what was inside, the semen gushed out in a torrent, instantly covering her face, her small mouth, delicate nose, long eyelashes, and even her black hair, all stained with male filth. She could barely open her eyes. Some of

the semen that hadn't been spat out even lingered in her mouth and slowly dripped from the corners of her lips, a truly lewd sight.

Seeing this, Lin Wanrong felt a surge of pleasure. Fortunately, he retained a sliver of clarity, knowing he shouldn't go too far today. So he said, "Alright, alright, Ms. Qin, please get up. I was just joking with you, I didn't expect you to take it seriously. I actually just wanted you to play a song for my young master alone, not what you think is so shameful." Qin Xian'er, hearing this, knew he was deliberately teasing her, but she also blamed herself for misunderstanding the matter of playing the flute in a brothel. She couldn't retaliate, so she stood up sullenly, not even bothering to wipe the semen from her face, and stormed off.

Seeing Qin Xian'er's performance, the atmosphere in the room became somewhat awkward.

However, most people were also disappointed not to have seen Ms. Qin truly play the flute, feeling a little annoyed.

But they also secretly admired this young man, Lin, for the rare sight of Qin Xian'er being face-shot.

When Young Master Guo regained his senses, he was already cursing Lin San to the core in his heart. He hadn't considered that although he had embarrassed himself in front of everyone, he had also managed to get close to a beautiful woman. He had completely forgotten about

Lin San, his supposed hero. He

hurriedly pulled up his pants and ran out of Miaoyu Fang.

Seeing Young Master Guo run away, Lin Wanrong quickly followed, lest he be blocked by the remaining Cheng Denian and his gang, making escape impossible.

However, just as he stepped out of Miaoyu Fang, he was struck hard from behind, and his vision went black; he lost consciousness.

...When he slowly awoke, he found himself in a dark room, with a few rays of light shining through the window. By the light, he could vaguely make out a woman's boudoir.

Beside him lay another person, indistinct in the darkness, who appeared to be Young Master Guo Wuchang.

Suddenly, Lin Wanrong heard intermittent moans from a woman beside him.

The voice sounded both pleasurable and painful, and more importantly, it sounded very familiar.

Qiaoqiao—how could this be? Lin Wanrong listened carefully for a while; it was indeed Qiaoqiao's voice, but what was going on? Lin Wanrong was puzzled.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw that there was another room through a window, and the light and sound were coming from that side.

He slowly groped his way over, trying not to make a sound, while the person inside seemed to know that he wouldn't wake up anytime soon and didn't pay attention to his situation.

When Lin Wanrong looked through the crack in the window, the scene before him left him speechless.

From Lin Wanrong's perspective, he was facing a large bed.

His Qiaoqiao was sitting on the edge of the bed, completely naked, revealing her fair and full body.

Her delicate face had a dreamy expression, but her eyes were covered by a black cloth, and her cherry lips were slightly open as she breathed heavily.

At her feet, another woman was kneeling, also half-undressed.

As Lin Wanrong gently licked Qiaoqiao's secret place, he couldn't see her face clearly, but judging from her clothes and figure, he was most likely certain it was Qin Xian'er, that witch.

Seeing this, Lin Wanrong understood somewhat, but he hadn't expected Qin Xian'er to be so resourceful, knowing about his affair with Qiaoqiao.

Although Lin Wanrong had been intimate with Qiaoqiao several times since that night when Du Wei took her virginity, Qiaoqiao had remained completely unaware that she had given her first time to someone other than her third brother.

Lin Wanrong's thoughts drifted back to the alluring and seductive body of Qiaoqiao during their lovemaking.

When he came to his senses, the scene before him was even more stimulating. Qin Xian'er gently laid Qiaoqiao flat on the bed, one hand on Qiaoqiao's back, the other hand grasping her breast! Qiaoqiao wasn't much better off, one arm wrapped around Qin Xian'er's chest, pressing her ample breasts tightly under her arm, the other arm around Qin Xian'er's slender waist.

The two beautiful women were entwined like this, their arms around each other's chests, a scene that Lin Wanrong found utterly erotic! Suddenly, Qin Xian'er's hand, which had been holding Qiaoqiao's breast, began to slowly knead it.

Qiaoqiao was startled and tried to pull away, but the tingling sensation on her breasts was so pleasurable that she couldn't move.

Qin Xian'er's hand on Qiaoqiao's back slowly moved down her smooth, pink back, gradually approaching her rounded buttocks.

Qin Xian'er suddenly pressed her fingers hard on the spot where the deep cleft of Qiaoqiao's buttocks met her slender waist, causing Qiaoqiao's waist to go numb and her whole body to go limp, unable to muster any strength, let alone resist. Her entire round buttocks fell into Xian'er's hands.

Just now, when Qiaoqiao was sitting, Qin Xian'er had only lightly kissed her delicate skin, but now she was using both hands to vigorously rub her full breasts and buttocks.

This made Qiaoqiao cry out even louder.

Qiaoqiao felt her consciousness becoming more and more hazy, and her body, under Qin Xian'er's intimate caresses, slowly changed from a slight reaction to cooperating.

And her arms were also unconsciously rubbing slowly against Xian'er's chest, feeling that indescribable softness and the gradually hardening nipples. Under Qiaoqiao's unconscious teasing, Qin Xian'er also began to get excited, and the movements of her hands became more and more wild.

Qiaoqiao's incredibly soft and elastic breasts were squeezed, kneaded, and twisted in Qin Xian'er's slender fingers, changing into various beautiful shapes.

Qiaoqiao's resistance gradually disappeared, and she slowly succumbed to the wonderful sensation brought by Qin Xian'er's delicate fingers.

Qin Xian'er's hand, which was kneading Qiaoqiao's snowy buttocks, suddenly slid between her elegant and slender legs, reaching into the garden in front of her, and touched the wet petals heavily.

"Ouch!" Qiaoqiao screamed. The feeling was so intense that it made her shiver and her body involuntarily contract; however, this intense stimulation also instantly awakened her from her dazed state.

The awakened Qiaoqiao was not only surprised by Qin Xian'er's teasing of her body, but also surprised that her own hands were repeating the actions Qin Xian'er had done to her! Seeing that Qiaoqiao had woken up, Qin Xian'er rubbed her for a while, but intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Lin Wanrong, as if she had discovered something. Her hands slowly stopped moving, and then she stood up and went behind the screen.

By this time, Dong Qiaoqiao was already utterly exhausted from Qin Xian'er's torment, her body writhing incessantly as if a fire were burning within her.

She wanted to escape but couldn't muster any strength.

Just then, the candlelight in the hall flickered and suddenly went dark, plunging the entire room into darkness.

As Lin Wanrong's eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness, he hesitated, when he saw a familiar figure run naked into the hall.

The sound of clothes being undressed filled the air.

He didn't need to think to know that the figure before him belonged to that lustful but useless young master Guo.

He just didn't know how he got here, and who was the person lying next to him? Judging from the situation, Qin Xian'er had first kidnapped him to this house, then somehow tricked Qiaoqiao into coming as well, arousing her lust with some unique method, and then lured Guo into the room. With Guo's intelligence, he would naturally assume that Qiaoqiao was Qin Xian'er's rapist.

Why did Qin Xian'er leave me in this room? Wasn't she afraid I'd run out and ruin her plan?

Did she know I wouldn't do that? And if the person beside me wasn't Guo Wuchang, then who was it? Lin Wanrong pondered these questions, his mind a jumbled mess. Meanwhile, the situation

on the other side was tense, and Qiaoqiao's moans grew heavier.

Suddenly, the light in Lin Wanrong's room came on. He felt a little uncomfortable, but then he realized that what was in front of him wasn't a window, but a wall with a small window hidden behind a painting. It was truly unnoticed.

Now, he couldn't go out and call out to the two of them. With the light on in this room and darkness over there, Lin Wanrong couldn't see anything, only hear sounds.

This left Lin Wanrong feeling a sense of loss.

Fortunately, when he turned around, he discovered something else that he found unbelievable—the person lying next to him was none other than—Miss Xiao the Second! And she was completely naked, trembling all over, just like she had been drugged the day before.

At that moment, the door opened, and a slender figure emerged from the inner room—it was none other than the stunningly beautiful Qin Xian'er.

She had changed her clothes; her hair was down, her face was flushed, and a slight smile flickered in her eyes. A faint fragrance of jasmine emanated from her. This simple attire only accentuated her extraordinary beauty.

However, Lin Wanrong was even more alarmed.

He had no idea what she intended to do.

"So, Miss has been hiding in the room watching me all this time. I am truly flattered," Lin Wanrong said with a smile, unsure of Qin Xian'er's intentions. Pretending to faint was too late, so he quickly smiled and made his move.

Qin Xian'er smiled slightly, not even glancing at him, and said leisurely, "Just now, Young Master made me look like a fool. I was a little annoyed by your behavior, but I also greatly admire your talent. That's why I did this, as a way of repaying your teasing. But I think you actually enjoyed it too, didn't you?" Lin Wanrong smiled somewhat embarrassedly. He hadn't expected Qin Xian'er to understand his thoughts so well. He recalled the scene when he had been publicly humiliated by Young Master Guo when he teased her.

His gaze towards Qin Xian'er carried a hint of guilt and a touch of teasing.

Qin Xian'er looked up at Lin Wanrong at this moment. Seeing his gaze, she seemed to know what he was thinking, which made him find it amusing.

So the two began to discuss this matter. One was a flirtatious man, and the other a lustful woman; they were quite compatible. It

wasn't until the sounds from next door gradually grew louder and reached their ears that Lin Wanrong realized that his little one was still writhing and pleasuring himself under Young Master Guo's crotch.

His gaze, however, drifted to the Second Miss Xiao beside him.

Qin Xian'er knew what he was thinking, so she explained, "Second Miss Xiao has been drugged with my unique aphrodisiac, which is why she's behaving this way. If you want to have this little girl, that's fine too." Hearing this, Lin Wanrong didn't hesitate and carried the Second Miss to the bed, leaving Qin Xian'er standing there, unsure whether to leave or stay.

Qin Xian'er clearly hadn't expected Lin Wanrong to trick her at this moment, and she watched Lin Wanrong's hand begin to caress the Second Miss Xiao Yushuang's breasts.

For a moment, she froze.

Lin Wanrong didn't care about anything else. He had already been unable to bear witnessing Qin Xian'er and his Qiaoqiao's lesbian acts, and he could still hear the sounds of Qiaoqiao and the young master Guo Wuchang's intense intercourse.

His penis was already incredibly erect.

Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, Miss Xiao's vulva was already flowing with desire, which excited Lin Wanrong even more. At this moment, Miss Xiao looked even more alluring, her pink skin so tender, her body trembling. Her breasts, already erect under Lin Wanrong's hands, had their nipples sticking out.

Lin Wanrong slowly lowered himself and kissed her alluring lips, gently licking them with his tongue. Unexpectedly, Miss Xiao, under the influence of the aphrodisiac, began to slowly reciprocate, her tongue entwining with his. Although her kissing skills were rather clumsy, it was enough for Lin Wanrong.

After kissing for a long time, Lin Wanrong suddenly remembered the person next door and Qin Xian'er standing by the bed. He turned around and saw that Qin Xian'er was no longer in the room.

However, the light in the opposite room was on.

So Lin Wanrong ignored what Qin Xian'er wanted to do, simply picked up Miss Xiao Yushuang and carried her slowly to the window, his hands constantly groping her body while peeking through the crack in the window.

At this moment, Young Master Guo lowered his head and licked the tender vulva overflowing with lustful juices.

He first licked the juices from the entrance clean, then used the tip of his tongue to pry open the labia and tease the vaginal opening back and forth, occasionally lightly touching the swollen clitoris. At the same time, he secretly reached down and lingered and explored the cleft of her buttocks. Then, he used two fingers to stroke the entrance of her vulva a few times before slowly inserting them into the opening to probe and dig. At this moment, Qiaoqiao, who was already aroused, thrust her round and plump buttocks forward, cooperating with Young Master Guo's licking. Her juices flowed incessantly, and she seemed to be about to reach the peak of orgasm, but just a little short. The emptiness in her uterus grew stronger and stronger, and she couldn't help but let out a faint moan.

Finally, the rough, phallus-like knuckles of his fingers entered her vagina. The sudden fullness propelled her to a climax, her whole body convulsing. With a long cry of "Ah—", her buttocks slammed upwards, and her vaginal fluids gushed out, spraying all over Guo Biao's hands.

Qiaoqiao silently tilted her face up, her hands gripping the bed tightly. Her lower body was spread open in this shameful position, making her cheeks burn. Guo Biao's light and heavy rubbing created waves of soreness, pain, and numbness in her private parts, causing her to involuntarily twist her legs. Although she had been kidnapped and given aphrodisiacs, leaving her delirious, she knew that the man before her was not her third brother.

However, the waves of pleasure she felt were irresistible.

She could only twist her waist, yearning for the man's possession.

Guo Biao knew that his beauty was aroused, so he pressed on, sucking, biting, and licking her nipples, thoroughly enjoying himself.

This caused Qiaoqiao beneath him to writhe like a water snake, her moans growing louder. Lin Wanrong, watching, unconsciously increased the pressure in his hands, twisting her hard as if to vent his pent-up anger on the little girl before him.

Guo Wushen, seeing that the time was right, parted Qiaoqiao's legs and thrust in with all his might, penetrating deep into her flower cave. With a soft moan, Qiaoqiao cried out as he reached the very depths of her flower cave.

The tender flower path tightly gripped the head of his penis, and with each vigorous thrust, the flesh walls rubbed against the head, bringing the young master intense pleasure.

Although there was still some pain upon sudden entry, the overwhelming feeling was one of emptiness being filled with ultimate bliss.

Qiaoqiao's beautiful eyes gradually became watery, and she bit her cherry lips tightly, trying not to let out a moan of pleasure.

But the despicable man before her seemed determined to see her most shameful state, thrusting forcefully and rapidly. Intense pleasure surged like a tidal wave; her flower path was rubbed by the thick head, feeling like it was on fire. The slight stinging and intense pleasure instantly overwhelmed her.

"How can he have such strong stamina? He's thrusting so hard, it feels like my body is being pierced through! So strong—" Qiaoqiao thought in surprise, the hard, hot head of his penis plunging straight into the depths of her flower, leaving her limp and almost falling apart.

At this moment, Dong Qiaoqiao was already conscious, but her reason was overwhelmed by the overwhelming pleasure, and she could no longer think deeply.

Seeing this scene, Lin Wanrong could no longer restrain himself and quickly took off his clothes.

Xiao Yushuang was already tightly pressed against him, her naked lower body rubbing against his thighs.

She kissed him passionately, held him tightly, sucked on his saliva, and pressed her youthful breasts against his chest—all of this brought her pleasure.

But even under the influence of the drug, Xiao Yushuang was still not satisfied.

Her hands began to roam over Lin Wanrong's body, searching for what she still didn't know.

Then, her hand touched his groin, and his already erect penis; she knew what she was looking for.

So, Xiao Yushuang slid off Lin Wanrong and knelt between his legs.

Before Lin Wanrong could recover from this series of shocks, he felt his penis enter a warm, moist place.

Xiao Yushuang excitedly grabbed the dragon head in her hand, put it in her mouth, sucked on it a few times, then spat it out, licking and sucking it from the outside up and down, completely ignoring the filth and fishy smell. Her tongue skillfully swept over every inch of skin there, even pressing her cheeks and chin against his pubic hair, rubbing them together. She would occasionally swallow the entire dragon head into her mouth, using her lips to tease his glans, letting his dragon head go deep into her throat until she was almost suffocating before spitting it out.

She did all this happily, as if it were the most pleasurable thing in the world.

Lin Wanrong, while enjoying this naive oral technique, kept his attention on the two people next door.

Dong Qiaoqiao, who had regained her senses, originally wanted to quietly tell the man in front of her not to be so rough, but once she opened her mouth, she couldn't control herself and instinctively let out loud, lewd moans. To make matters worse, although she clearly said no, her waist had already arched so that Guo Wuchang could thrust faster and harder.

Young Master Guo's head thrust roughly in and out of her body. Unable to withstand such a brutal attack, Qiaoqiao was instantly driven to ecstasy, finally letting out a moan.

Qiaoqiao's voice was alluring and captivating, stirring Young Master Guo's heart. He hoisted her long, beautiful legs onto his shoulders, his hips swaying as he thrust forcefully, his pelvis slamming against her full, white buttocks with a resounding "slap, slap."

The sudden increase in pace caused Qiaoqiao's upper body to arch involuntarily, her delicate toes curling tightly towards her pink soles, her hands gripping the sheets incessantly.

Wave after wave of orgasms washed over Qiaoqiao; she was completely ecstatic, her cherry lips parting unconsciously, uttering plaintive, wanton moans.

Meanwhile, Lin Wanrong, with Xiao Yushuang's efforts, was also on the verge of climax, but he knew he couldn't waste the opportunity before him.

Therefore, he stopped paying attention to what was happening next door.

He laid Xiao Yushuang flat on the ground, his dragon head carefully teasing the entrance of the second young lady's vagina. Once the glans was covered in Xiao Yushuang's vaginal fluid, he slowly pushed it into the opening, then slowly pushed deeper. The tightness of the vaginal canal gave him an urge to ejaculate.

Fortunately, Lin Wanrong took a deep breath and felt his dragon head touch a thin layer of resistance. Without hesitation, he thrust his lower body forcefully, ruthlessly tearing through the last layer of resistance.

"Ah—" The second young lady's scream reminded Lin Wanrong of the grave mistake he had made, but he couldn't stop now. He could only go all the way and began to thrust violently again, treating the beauty beneath him like a seasoned veteran.

The second young lady couldn't withstand such actions; her delicate petals were turned inside out under Lin Wanrong's forceful thrusting, and her breasts were already red and swollen from his rubbing.

Lin Wanrong thrust in and out for about half an incense stick's time before Xiao Yushuang gradually transitioned from pain to pleasure, her mouth emitting lewd moans, "Ah—ah—um—um—" Lin Wanrong was finally satisfied, his penis trembling as a thick stream of semen gushed out, filling Xiao Yushuang's flower garden.

The Second Miss Xiao's flower core trembled violently from the heat of Lin Wanrong's semen, her vaginal fluids also gushing out wildly. Both reached orgasm and fell asleep in each other's arms.

Guo Wuchang and Qiaoqiao also reached their climax at this time.

Watching Qiaoqiao plead for pleasure like a wanton woman, Young Master Guo laughed triumphantly. The thrill of conquering the beauty's body and soul excited him immensely, making him feel as if he were flying. He embraced her beautiful, sweat-covered body and thrust hard, until she cried out in lewd moans, before forcefully pushing his penis deep into her body and beginning his violent ejaculation.

Qiaoqiao convulsed, moaning and crying, her soul nearly extinguished by the scalding semen. Her fair arms and legs clung to him like an octopus, clinging tightly to Young Master Guo's body.

...After a long while, Lin Wanrong finally awoke, only to find himself already fully dressed.

Qin Xian'er, who had vanished moments before, sat before him, staring blankly at him.

Could this courtesan actually have feelings for me? Lin Wanrong recalled the absurdity of his earlier actions. Looking around, he discovered that Qiaoqiao and the Second Miss were gone, while Young Master Guo sat beside Qin Xian'er, drooling incessantly.

Could it be that he really thought it was Qin Xian'er he had just been intimate with?

Seeing a hint of disappointment on his face as he awoke, Qin Xian'er moved gracefully to the window. Gazing at the distant green mountains, she murmured, "Is he yearning for the illicit affairs between women?

But it's forbidden by others; who can understand the bitterness of daily life?

Here I am, seemingly glamorous, but many things are not as simple as they appear on the surface." Although Qin Xian'er was unpredictable, she was ultimately a young woman in her early twenties, burdened with many thoughts. Looking at her slender figure from behind, there was a touch of desolation, making one want to embrace her and cherish her.

Lin Wanrong walked to her side, looked outside, and sighed, "Life is full of disappointments.

If everything went according to plan, what fun would life have?" Qin Xian'er chuckled and said, "Young Master Lin, your words are always so unique.

Don't worry, Xian'er was just pretending to be affectionate, hoping you would show her some pity. I never expected it would evoke such a reaction from you." This Qin Xian'er was truly eloquent, one moment appearing melancholic, the next smiling sweetly—a true enchantress of a thousand faces.

A clear whistle sounded from the shadows in the distance, and several fireworks rose into the sky, exploding in mid-air like a beautiful white lotus flower.

"Eh, whose child is setting off fireworks?" Lin Wanrong asked curiously.

Qin Xian'er's expression changed when she saw the white lotus flower, but upon hearing Lin Wanrong's words, she couldn't help but chuckle and rolled her eyes at him.

"Young Master Lin, since you're unwilling to be my teacher, could you perhaps visit me more often and chat with me, making me feel quite relaxed?" Qin Xian'er asked.

"No," Lin Wanrong replied decisively.

Qin Xian'er was taken aback; no man had ever rejected her so directly before. She couldn't help but complain, "Does Master think I'm so worthless?" Lin Wanrong chuckled, "What kind of place is Miaoyu Fang? How could a lowly servant like me come here every day? I might have the desire, but I don't have the money." Qin Xian'er retorted, "Young Master, you just love teasing me like this.

Humph, if you don't come, I'll have someone take my business card and invite you to the Xiao residence, humph." As they became more familiar, Qin Xian'er seemed to have changed her nature, acting like a little girl. Lin Wanrong, being naturally servile, secretly felt a little pleased.

Beautiful women are always popular, he sighed inwardly.

Qin Xian'er seemed somewhat unsettled. Lin Wanrong suddenly remembered that Qin Xian'er's behavior earlier was not typical of a woman. Although he knew Xian'er said the two were alright, he wondered what she had done to Qiaoqiao and the Second Miss.

He felt somewhat worried.

Thinking of Qiaoqiao and the Second Miss, Lin Wanrong pulled Guo Wuchang to bid farewell to Qin Xian'er.

Qin Xian'er was somewhat displeased to see Lin Wanrong so concerned about Qiaoqiao and the Second Miss Xiao, and also angry that he had ignored her earlier, only telling him that she had sent them home before dismissing them.

Outside the Miaoyu Fang, Lin Wanrong recalled his earlier absurdity and felt an even greater longing for Qin Xian'er's mystery.

Meanwhile, Guo Wuchang kept glancing back at the Miaoyu Fang gate with a lovesick expression, probably still believing he had just had a romantic encounter with Xian'er.

Until, not far from the mansion, the sound of hooves clattering, accompanied by the clatter of carriages, could be heard. The sound of wheels reached their ears,

pulling them back to reality.

Lin Wanrong turned around and saw a carriage slowly passing by them, with a man on a white horse and several servants guarding the carriage.

"Squeak—" With a few soft sounds, the carriage slowly came to a stop, and a clear voice came from inside the carriage: "Is that Cousin Guo traveling outside?" (IV) Miscellaneous Records of the Xiao Family (Part 1) Lin Wanrong heard someone ask a question and turned to look into the carriage.

He saw the curtain lifted, and a slender woman who was no more than twenty years old was looking at them.

This woman had eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, lips like painted ribbons, an oval face, almond eyes, and a delicate nose. She was very beautiful.

Looking at her face, she resembled Madam Xiao by six or seven points. No wonder the painting could be mistaken for the real thing, making it difficult for Xiao Yushuang to tell the difference.

Lin Wanrong knew this was the shrewd and capable eldest daughter the Xiao family had spoken of. He and Guo Wuchang had just left the brothel and hadn't even entered the mansion when they encountered this jinx. He knew his situation was akin to being caught red-handed in an affair. Moreover, Guo Wuchang usually acted respectable in the mansion, but judging from his current state, anyone would assume he had corrupted his cousin. He knew he was

in for a world of trouble.

When Guo Wuchang heard the carriage, he regained some composure, but upon hearing his cousin's voice, he was terrified. He hurriedly grabbed Lin Wanrong's hand, saying, "Lin San, it's my cousin! Let's hide!" Seeing his cousin's reaction, Lin Wanrong couldn't help but recall the things he had done to Qiaoqiao earlier, and felt a surge of excitement.

However, he then thought of the second young lady and Qiaoqiao.

Knowing he shouldn't linger with the eldest young lady, Lin Wanrong also intentionally avoided her.

The two moved in perfect unison, turning to sneak away.

"Cousin Guo, where are you going?" The young lady's voice came from behind. She had already recognized Guo Wuchang and asked when she saw that he seemed to be hiding.

Lin Wanrong breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the young lady didn't seem to be going to hold him responsible.

Seeing that he couldn't hide any longer, Guo Wuchang had no choice but to stop and say, "Ah, ah, it's Cousin Yu Ruo! You're finally back. Aunt and Cousin Yu Shuang are waiting for you." As he spoke, he secretly wiped the various marks on his face.

Xiao Yu Ruo looked at Guo Wuchang and said, "Cousin Guo, it's so late, where are you going?" Seeing that he really couldn't hide any longer, Guo Wuchang had no choice but to raise his head and say, "Cousin Yu Ruo, I heard that you were coming back, so I specially brought Lin San here to wait for you." Hearing this, Lin Wanrong laughed. The young master brought me to a brothel to wait for you.

The eldest young lady nodded, finally not pressing further. She looked somewhat tired and waved her hand, saying, "In that case, hurry and come with me into the manor." They were standing not far from the Xiao family compound, and their conversation had already alerted the people in the Xiao household. After walking only a few steps, a charming figure approached and said, "Sister, you're back!" Lin Wanrong looked closely and saw it was the second young lady of the Xiao family. She was

adorably innocent, nestled in her sister's arms like a little girl who hadn't yet grown up. However, the little girl's eyes kept drifting towards Lin Wanrong, making faces, sticking out her tongue, and winking.

Lin Wanrong immediately realized the little girl knew about the time she had taken her virginity in the brothel.

But why was she there, and where was Qiaoqiao? Lin Wanrong's doubts grew.

Xiao Yu Ruo, however, doted on her younger sister. She gently patted her shoulder and scolded, "You silly girl, I've only been gone a few days and you've already turned into this!

Have you been good these past few days? Have you bullied anyone?" Lin Wanrong thought to himself, "No one knows a sister better than her sister.

" "No way!" Xiao Yu Shuang said shyly, fidgeting. "I haven't bullied anyone these past few days, but I almost got bullied by a bad guy." *Phew*—Lin Wanrong took a deep breath. He naturally knew who Xiao Yu Shuang was referring to as the bully. Thinking of the young lady's seemingly selfless attitude earlier, if she knew he'd eaten her sister, he'd be crawling back home today. *

Don't talk nonsense, little girl, or I'll be dead.*

"You're already being kind by not bullying others, who would dare to bully you?" The eldest young lady stroked her sister's hair affectionately, thinking her sister was just being coquettish. Little did she know that the person who had bullied the second young lady was right in front of her. After

exchanging pleasantries for a while, the group entered the mansion together. Seeing that no one was paying attention, Lin Wanrong pulled Xiao Yushuang to the back and asked what had happened.

"You bad person! I just wanted to secretly follow you to see where you took Cousin Guo to play, but I never expected you to go to a brothel and do that kind of thing to me—" Xiao Yushuang said timidly, her voice barely audible at the last few sentences.

"Just following me? Why would you be naked following me? You seduced me, that's why I did that—" Lin Wanrong replied smugly, secretly pleased.

"It was Sister Qin who said that doing this would make Third Brother like me, so I—" The little girl almost cried as she spoke.

"Third Brother, won't you think I'm not a good girl, and that you won't like Yu Shuang anymore?" Hearing this, Lin Wanrong knew that Qin Xian'er had discovered Xiao Yu Shuang was following him and had plotted to make him sleep with the little girl.

But the little girl in his arms was far too naive; her knowledge in this area was practically nonexistent.

However—he liked her! Lin Wanrong thought mischievously, holding Xiao Yu Shuang tightly in his arms and comforting her.

Gradually, Xiao Yu Shuang stopped sobbing, only to find herself leaning against her third brother, whose hand was on her private parts.

Remembering that her sister had just returned, she pushed Lin Wanrong away with a murmur, wiped away her tears, and straightened her clothes.

Then she saw the eldest Miss Xiao turn around and see the wretched servant talking to her younger sister, the two of them chatting happily.

The young lady had a strong dislike for this servant. Seeing her younger sister walking with him, she felt displeased and said, "Yu Shuang, come here, come to my side." Xiao Yu Shuang nodded and whispered to Lin Wanrong, "Lin San, remember what I told you." After seeing Lin Wanrong nod, Xiao Yu Shuang went to her sister's side and affectionately took her hand, saying, "Sister, I'm here." Seeing that there was nothing for him to do here, Lin Wanrong took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and quietly slipped out.

He wanted to go see Qiao Qiao, but it was already late, and it was inconvenient to leave the mansion. Besides, seeing Xiao Yu Shuang's reaction, he knew that Qin Xian'er had already made arrangements for Qiao Qiao, so he decided to go tomorrow.

Back in his little room, he suddenly felt extremely tired. There had been so many things to do tonight. Not only had he encountered that fickle courtesan Qin Xian'er, but he had also met the young lady who had just returned, and he had almost been punished by her. After thinking for a while, he unknowingly fell asleep.

He didn't know how much time had passed when Lin Wanrong suddenly felt something was wrong. He abruptly opened his eyes and saw a person standing before him, coldly staring at him.

Upon closer inspection, he realized it was Xiao Qingxuan, the extraordinary woman he had argued with by Xuanwu Lake that day.

Seeing Xiao Qingxuan, Lin Wanrong's thoughts drifted, and he was lost in a beautiful memory.

...Back then, not long after he arrived in this world, after being rescued by Uncle Wei, before becoming a servant in the Xiao family, he often enjoyed taking walks alone by Xuanwu Lake.

One day, as he strolled along the lake, watching the talented men and beautiful women on Xuanwu Lake flattering and acting, he was moved and softly recited: "The warm breeze intoxicates the tourists, making them mistake Hangzhou for Bianzhou." As for whose poem it was, it didn't matter; in this place, what Lin Wanrong recited belonged to him, Lin.

"What a wonderful line, 'The warm breeze intoxicates the traveler, making Hangzhou seem like Bianzhou!' Brother, your line is truly exquisite, exquisite indeed!" A clear voice rang out behind Lin Wanrong, accompanied by the sound of a small fan tapping its palm, seemingly praising him.

The clear voice slowly repeated the line of poetry he had just recited, its tone full of admiration.

Lin Wanrong slowly turned around, and there stood a stunningly handsome young man with a face as white as powder, smiling at him. He had

delicate willow-leaf eyebrows, phoenix eyes, lips like ribbons, and eyes like morning stars. He held a small white fan and wore a light yellow robe. Standing there, he was as graceful as a willow swaying in the breeze, exuding an indescribable charm.

Beside the handsome young man stood a refined young servant, equally dashing.

The two smiled at Lin Wanrong, the servant staring at Lin Wanrong's short hair, seemingly wanting to laugh but not daring to, his face flushed red.

Seeing that someone appreciated his poetic talent, Lin Wanrong couldn't help but feel a little proud.

The two then began exchanging poems by Xuanwu Lake.

Of course, for a transmigrator like Lin Wanrong, everything was new and exciting to others. After a while, the handsome young man began to look at Lin Wanrong with new respect.

However, Lin Wanrong kept staring at the young man, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the young man was excessively handsome.

He looked like a girl disguised as a boy. Having read many novels like this, Lin Wanrong couldn't help but feel curious and made a flippant remark.

Lin Wanrong didn't expect that this would lead to an enemy.

His flippant and direct tone made the handsome young man's ears turn bright red with anger, and the two tiny points on his jade-like earlobes became more prominent.

"So you're a girl," Lin Wanrong blurted out.

This world was very different from Lin Wanrong's era.

In Lin Wanrong's world, it was common for men to have pierced ears and noses, and to wear earrings and nose rings.

But here, the people were simple and honest, and such shocking behavior was considered demonic and deserved to be killed.

Therefore, absolutely no man here dared to have his ears pierced, not even a transvestite.

Lin Wanrong had only just noticed that this girl named Xiao Qingxuan had two tiny ear piercings because of her anxious state. No wonder she was so pretty; she truly was a stunningly beautiful young woman.

Lin Wanrong secretly rejoiced, thinking that his sexual orientation was indeed perfectly normal.

However, this young woman wasn't intimidated by his shabby attire and readily befriended him, showing she had some discerning eye.

This fake young master Xiao's identity had been exposed by Lin Wanrong's words, and the unabashed use of the word "young woman" had absolutely touched a nerve. Her previous goodwill towards Lin Wanrong vanished instantly.

She glared at Lin Wanrong, her face flushed, her eyes blazing with anger: "You shameless scoundrel—" Lin Wanrong realized that the young master Xiao before him was actually a young woman. Looking closer, he saw that she had a slender figure, firm, bouncy legs, and he could feel their heat without even touching them. She had willow-

leaf eyebrows, phoenix eyes, red lips, and white teeth; her skin was smooth as jade. In her anger, two blushes appeared on her jade-like face, adding to her allure.

In terms of looks and figure, she was the most beautiful woman Lin Wanrong had ever seen.

Unfortunately, something must have been binding her chest, obscuring part of her ample bosom, making it difficult to see her true figure, which was a slight disappointment.

Lin Wanrong stared intently at her chest, nodding and shaking his head repeatedly in admiration. To an outsider, his expression would naturally appear that of a typical lecher.

Xiao Qingxuan's face turned pale, and she suddenly shouted, "I'll kill you, you scoundrel!" She threw aside the small fan in her hand, her slender palm flashing with a pale blue glow, carrying a powerful palm strike that came towards Lin Wanrong's chest with lightning speed.

Lin Wanrong was startled; he couldn't dodge this palm strike in time, and judging by the momentum, if he were truly hit, he probably wouldn't survive.

Lin Wanrong glared fiercely at the girl who was about to kill him over a mere disagreement. He didn't know where the strength came from, but he suddenly stretched out his arms and grabbed her waist, at the same time her palm touched Lin Wanrong's chest.

Whether it was a misperception or not, the moment Lin Wanrong touched her waist, a hint of reluctance seemed to flicker in her eyes, and the force in her hand lessened accordingly.

Even so, Lin Wanrong felt a sharp pain in his chest, his body felt like it was falling apart, and a spurt of blood gushed from his mouth.

Lin Wanrong couldn't care less about anything else; his eyes were bloodshot, and his hands gripped her waist tightly like iron clamps.

The delicate, smooth, and beautiful feeling stirred Lin Wanrong's heart, but his life was now in someone else's hands, and the alluring sensation was fleeting. Lin Wanrong firmly held her, preventing her from exerting force with her second strike, and at the same time, he forcefully pulled his legs back.

The two were already close to the lakeside, and Xiao Qingxuan, caught off guard, hadn't anticipated Lin Wanrong's sudden outburst. Unwittingly, Lin Wanrong grabbed her waist, and she angrily shouted, her face flushed red, "You—shameless! I'll kill you!" This was the second time she had called Lin Wanrong shameless, and this time she truly intended to kill him. Her palm strike was even more ferocious than before, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Despite the excruciating pain, Lin Wanrong retained a sliver of clarity. He had already anticipated that this girl wouldn't let it go easily, so he tightly held her waist, preventing her from gaining any leverage.

Their bodies were extremely close, and Lin Wanrong gently stroked her raised right armpit.

In his experience, this method of tickling as a child should always work; no matter if you were a master swordsman or a wealthy emperor, you'd have to submit to it.

Sure enough, the formidable girl trembled, her arms tightened, and she quickly suppressed her laughter, the force gathered in her palm completely dissipating.

If he missed this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, his name, Lin Wanrong, would be ruined.

Lin Wanrong clung to her body tightly, preventing her from struggling even slightly. With a powerful push, they both plunged off the bank.

As the water splashed, Xiao Qingxuan let out a scream.

Lin Wanrong had already realized how formidable this little vixen was, so he wouldn't let go. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her slender waist, using every ounce of strength to hold her tighter and tighter.

He had no illusions about taking advantage; this girl was a shrew, and he'd almost lost his life to her. "

Damn it, once we're in the water, I'll make sure you pay!"

Lin Wanrong's expression was somewhat ferocious. He held onto the girl desperately, and the two sank to the bottom of the water together. No matter how much she struggled, Lin Wanrong wouldn't let go.

This woman, whose strength was unfathomable, scratched Lin Wanrong, leaving him covered in bruises. Lin Wanrong endured the excruciating pain without uttering a sound.

In Lin Wanrong's time, women who could swim were rare, let alone in this era where propriety was paramount.

In this world, a woman who could swim was an absolute anomaly.

As expected, Xiao Qingxuan, pampered and sheltered, knew absolutely nothing about swimming.

Lin Wanrong, on the other hand, grew up in a small mountain village by the Han River and swam like a mudfish. How could this pretty young woman be a match for him, a dragon of the water?

Lin Wanrong held her tightly, preventing her from moving an inch, their bodies pressed close together.

Xiao Qingxuan struggled desperately.

At first, her strength was considerable, but after a short while, her struggles gradually weakened, and she swallowed quite a bit of water in the process.

Lin Wanrong was overjoyed. A skilled swimmer, he opened his eyes and saw Xiao Qingxuan's turban fluttering in the water, her long, flowing hair gently bobbing. Her boots and snow socks had somehow come off, revealing her naturally beautiful little feet kicking in the water. Her long robe had been pulled open, revealing a grayish-white corset belt underneath.

Lin Wanrong was still in excruciating pain. He had suffered a great loss at the hands of this girl, almost losing his life, and was furious. He decided to go all the way and yanked hard on her corset belt.

Xiao Qingxuan clearly realized his action. She opened her mouth in terror, wanting to scream, but swallowed several mouthfuls of lake water.

The lake water was crystal clear. Lin Wanrong looked closely and saw that her chest was no longer bound, revealing two large, newly peeled breasts, their purple nipples trembling slightly, incredibly beautiful.

In Lin Wanrong's eyes, this was definitely a D-cup or larger; her figure was comparable to a Miss World.

Lin Wanrong wasn't exactly a novice either. Seeing those enormous breasts, he couldn't help but swallow hard. "Damn," he thought, "this girl's so flat-chested, it's like an airport runway! He really had the nerve to do that. If it were me, I definitely wouldn't have the heart to do it."

Xiao Qingxuan had swallowed several mouthfuls of water, and with Lin Wanrong having removed her bra, she was extremely anxious . In her panic, she struggled incessantly. Not knowing how to swim, and with water flowing down her neck, her face had already turned pale.

Her face was filled with terror as she desperately puffed out her cheeks, staring at Lin Wanrong with indescribably beautiful eyes.

Seeing the girl's gaze growing weaker and her struggles growing feeble, Lin Wanrong waved his fist in front of her, putting on a fierce expression.

The girl quickly twisted her body, her face filled with fear. She understood now; in the water, Lin Wanrong was her master.

Lin Wanrong gave her a fierce look, signaling her not to move. Seeing her submit, he couldn't help but feel aroused.

He then reached down from her shoulder, deliberately slipping his hand under her armpit.

Xiao Qingxuan instinctively squeezed her arm, trapping Lin Wanrong's hand between her arm and chest.

Knowing she was already powerless, Lin Wanrong boldly left his hand there, motionless. Sure enough, after a while, Xiao Qingxuan slowly released her arm, but didn't slap Lin Wanrong's hand away.

Lin Wanrong moved his hand further in, whispering in Xiao Qingxuan's ear, "Should I massage this too—?" He held her firmly from behind, preventing her from sinking, so he couldn't see her expression, but he could see her ears were a deep purple-red.

Xiao Qingxuan let out a weak, soft moan of anger, then tried to move forward, attempting to free her breasts from Lin Wanrong's wicked hands.

Lin Wanrong slowly moved his hand from her chest to her waist.

Xiao Qingxuan's waist was very soft and felt wonderful to the touch. Lin Wanrong greedily caressed her, and she seemed to be unable to resist, slightly twisting her waist. Seeing this reaction, Lin Wanrong knew she was aroused too.

However, underwater, Xiao Qingxuan couldn't exert any strength and could only let him take advantage of her.

Lin Wanrong couldn't help but become excited, lifting her skirt and reaching inside to grasp her round buttocks, his hands moving towards her erogenous zones.

Xiao Qingxuan had given up resisting, only breathing rapidly.

To Lin Wanrong, it was as if he had been given a powerful aphrodisiac.

He could no longer resist. He rested his head on her shoulder, kneading her breasts while looking down at her. Her breasts were being squeezed and kneaded into various shapes by one hand, her cleavage deepening and diminishing,

while the sensation from his other hand intoxicated Lin Wanrong.

Lin Wanrong kneaded harder and harder. Xiao Qingxuan, who had been biting her lip tightly, finally couldn't hold back anymore. She opened her mouth and let out a soft moan.

However, this caused her to swallow several mouthfuls of water, and her mind was becoming increasingly blurred.

Lin Wanrong was shocked—Holy crap!!

She cried out!!!

Instantly, a surge of pleasure rushed over him without warning. He felt a tightness in his lower body and quickly leaned back, pulling away from her body—that was close! He almost ejaculated! Only then did Lin Wanrong remember that they were still in the water and he was having trouble catching his breath.

So Lin Wanrong submerged himself beneath her and used his shoulder to lift her small buttocks.

Even in the water, Lin Wanrong could still feel the smoothness and warmth of her buttocks. Unfortunately, now wasn't the time for enjoyment. Lin Wanrong intended to lift her to the surface and then slip away underwater.

This girl was a hot potato; Lin Wanrong could

n't afford to mess with her for the time being, so he had no choice but to flee. Xiao Qingxuan seemed not to understand Lin Wanrong's intentions, thinking he was going to take advantage of her again. She couldn't help but look anxious, constantly twisting and resisting Lin Wanrong's actions.

Ignoring her struggles, Lin Wanrong pushed off with his foot, forcefully lifting her body up. Lin Wanrong only wanted to tease this girl a little; he wouldn't let such a beautiful thing be ruined by him.

As soon as they emerged from the water, Lin Wanrong slowly wrapped a corset around her chest, concealing her curves.

Just as her head surfaced, Lin Wanrong felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, the sensation of a sharp object slicing through his skin, and blood gushed out instantly.

Xiao Qingxuan had just surfaced to breathe in some fresh air, her expression still dazed, when she suddenly heard an urgent cry from afar: "Miss—!" Her personal maid, dressed like a man, was rowing a small boat rapidly towards them.

Lin Wanrong and Xiao Qingxuan had fallen into the water together; their movements were so swift that Xiao Qingxuan's maid hadn't even realized what was happening before they had vanished.

Seeing her mistress and that lecherous man fall into the water in the blink of an eye, the pretty maid's terror was unimaginable.

Xiao Qingxuan gasped for breath several times before realizing that, due to her struggle, she was now more than ten feet from the shore.

Suddenly, something occurred to her, her expression changed, and she glanced around the water, gritting her teeth, "Come out quickly!"... Lost in thought, Lin Wanrong glanced up at Xiao Qingxuan, only to find her sitting there motionless, like a statue, also lost in thought.

Lin Wanrong had never experienced anything like this before.

A dark night, a stunningly beautiful woman sitting by your bedside, watching you sleep. If this woman were naked, it would be incredibly pleasurable. But this woman was not only clothed, but, if he wasn't mistaken, she also carried an extremely sharp sword.

This was a bit unsettling.

Lin Wanrong felt his breath grow cold; the atmosphere was somewhat terrifying.

Yet, despite this atmosphere, Lin Wanrong felt sleepy and wanted to go to sleep.

"What time is it?" Lin Wanrong asked, exhausted.

"It's past midnight," Xiao Qingxuan replied blankly, as if pulled back from her reverie.

"Oh, if you have nothing else, I'll go back to sleep," Lin Wanrong yawned. Their exchange resembled that of a married couple sharing a bed.

Seeing that he was really about to fall asleep, Xiao Qingxuan's expression finally wavered slightly. She seemed to snort and said, "You really want to sleep? That's fine then. I'll stab you in your sleep, so there won't be any pain." "Miss, if you want to kill me, just kill me. Stop scaring me, okay? Is scaring people fun? A thousand scares are not as good as one stab." Lin Wanrong said with a bitter face.

"You can be scared too? Why weren't you scared when you bullied me like that?" Xiao Qingxuan said hatefully.

"Was I the one who bullied you that day? You were the one who bullied me.

I just said you were a girl, which was the truth. Did I have to resort to such violence? It really proves the old saying, 'The mouth of a snake, scorpion, and bee is the most poisonous, and the heart of a woman is the most venomous.'" Lin Wanrong felt that he was truly wronged. He was being killed for saying the wrong thing. Damn it, is there no law in this world?

Xiao Qingxuan was taken aback. What he said seemed to make some sense. While he had been somewhat reckless, it wasn't a capital offense. She herself had acted too roughly in her haste, and that was indeed wrong.

But his indecent advances underwater were something she would never forget: "Then how do you plan to settle the score for your indecent behavior towards me underwater?" "That was an overreaction. Think about it, if I were dead, how would I know what I was doing?" Lin Wanrong said.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you." Xiao Qingxuan, of course, was unaware of his filthy thoughts. After a moment's thought, she asked, "What did Qin Xian'er and you do today?" "Qin Xian'er? How do you know Qin Xian'er? You... you were following me?" Lin Wanrong's eyes widened.

He wondered if what happened to Qiaoqiao today was related to the woman before him. "I wasn't following you. I just happened to see your impressive performance at Miaoyu Pavilion today.

I didn't expect you to be so capable." "It seems you really weren't following me." Lin Wanrong said, "Can you tell me who you are?" Xiao Qingxuan snorted and said, "Don't ask. Who I

am is none of your business." That's right, we're from completely different worlds. Why ask such questions? What does it have to do with me? Thinking this, Lin Wanrong fell silent, and both of them became quiet.

A man lying on the bed, a woman standing in front of the bed—it would be a lie to say it wasn't eerie, but to say it was ambiguous would be unfair to Lin Wanrong.

He had only interacted with Xiao Qingxuan twice, and both times it was in an unfriendly atmosphere. Apart from the murderous aura, all he remembered was her appearance and figure.

Xiao Qingxuan couldn't understand this servant either. He was clearly full of talent, yet he seemed to know nothing. Sometimes he was domineering, sometimes weak, making him completely unfathomable.

Although the two were physically close, they seemed to be separated by two different worlds.

Xiao Qingxuan exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you thinking about these things? It's more important to ask him about the important matter."

"Lin Wanrong, are you really unwilling to tell me what Qin Xian'er and you talked about?" Lin Wanrong said helplessly, "What could we possibly talk about? You saw it yourself, I just pointed out some problems with her music, and she lost a bet with me, so we did *that* thing." Lin Wanrong naturally wouldn't reveal what happened in Qin Xian'er's room, as it was too bizarre to talk about. It

also involved his Qiaoqiao and the second young lady of the Xiao family.

At this point, Xiao Qingxuan remembered how he had tricked the courtesan Qin Xian'er into doing such a shameful thing in public. This Lin Wanrong really had some twisted talents.

A slight blush crept onto her face, clearly indicating she had personally witnessed what happened at Miaoyufang.

As a young woman, she couldn't bring herself to speak of it, so she changed the subject.

"Lin Wanrong, you'd better not get too close to Qin Xian'er,

" Xiao Qingxuan suddenly said.

"What do you mean? It's none of your business what friends I make," Lin Wanrong said unhappily.

"I can only tell you, this Qin Xian'er is no simple character. If you get involved, it'll be hard to get out of there," Xiao Qingxuan said, ignoring his tone.

Lin Wanrong knew Qin Xian'er was problematic, but he hadn't expected her to bring Xiao Qingxuan into the picture.

This young woman was shrouded in mystery; it seemed like all the female warriors in this world had some kind of entanglement with each other. After speaking, Xiao Qingxuan turned to leave.

Moonlight shone on her, and a few drops of water seemed to fall from her sleeves.

Rain even when hiding in a house? Lin Wanrong wondered. Suddenly, he noticed her night clothes and realized something. He quickly jumped out of bed and grabbed Xiao Qingxuan, saying, "Little girl, oh, Miss Xiao, are you injured?" Lin Wanrong went to her side and saw a sword wound on her arm. Although the wound wasn't deep, it was still bleeding profusely.

"This girl's really reckless," Lin Wanrong shook his head helplessly. He found the leftover Daughter's Red wine from the dog meat they ate that day, tore off some clean cotton, and soaked it in the wine.

Without a word, Lin Wanrong tore open her half-sleeved sleeve, seeing that the bleeding at the wound was slowly stopping.

He gently wiped it with his homemade alcohol-soaked cotton, thoroughly cleaning the wound.

After cleaning the wound, applying the best wound medicine, and bandaging it, Lin Wanrong sighed and said, "Alright, I guarantee with my integrity that there won't be any scars. I'll give you back your flawless, jade-like skin." Xiao Qingxuan glanced shyly at Lin Wanrong and said, "Thank you." Xiao Qingxuan had fought a battle that night and was already injured, so she was exhausted.

It was late at night, and they were alone together. Lin Wanrong, being considerate, said, "I'll go to the next room.

You can rest here." "By the way, that Qin Xian'er really has nothing to do with me. I'm just a lowly servant, what entanglement could I possibly have with her? Don't worry." Lin Wanrong walked to the door, and for some reason, blurted out this.

He'd encountered Qin Xian'er, Xiao Yu Ruo, and Xiao Qingxuan—three beauties with different charms—in one night, he was dazzled and utterly exhausted.

Lin Wanrong stretched, forgetting all the beauties, sleep was the priority. He slept soundly.

The

next morning, upon waking, he suddenly remembered Xiao Qingxuan. He went to the next room and saw the blankets neatly folded, but she was nowhere to be seen. If it weren't for the lingering fragrance, Lin Wanrong would have thought it was all a dream.

...The next day, life returned to normal. Lin Wanrong intended to visit Qiaoqiao, but upon stepping outside, he saw Uncle Fu mysteriously carrying a large pot of flowers towards a small courtyard.

Uncle Fu, along with the other old men who had interviewed Lin Wanrong at the Xiao family, held considerable positions within the family. Today, however, his behavior was secretive, suggesting he wasn't up to any good.

Lin Wanrong quietly followed him, wanting to see what he was up to.

He watched as Uncle Fu wandered around the Xiao residence for a while before finally arriving at an empty building. After looking around to make sure no one was there, he went upstairs.

Seeing the building, Lin Wanrong felt a sense of familiarity. Wasn't this where Madam lived? What was Uncle Fu doing in Madam's room so early in the morning?

Lin Wanrong tiptoed closer to the small building, only to hear Uncle Fu's voice: "Madam, the potted plant you requested has been brought to you by Old Servant." After a while, Madam Xiao's voice came from upstairs, "Hmm, bring it in." Lin Wanrong was even more puzzled. Although the eldest daughter was now in charge of the Xiao family, and the madam rarely showed her face,

why was requesting a potted plant being done so mysteriously?

There must be something wrong here.

Lin Wanrong heard the sound of a wooden door being pushed open.

Then she heard Uncle Fu's footsteps entering.

Lin Wanrong waited for a while, but Uncle Fu didn't come out.

She wondered why it took so long to deliver a potted plant. Curious, she went to the window and saw Uncle Fu walk to Madam Xiao's bedside. One of his large hands caressed Madam Xiao's plump buttocks, scratching them a few times.

Madam Xiao, however, did not move.

"Hehe, Madam, I wonder why you suddenly remembered to ask this 'Fairy's Intoxication' for me?" Uncle Fu chuckled, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth and an indescribably lewd expression.

"You—I haven't smelled this fragrance in so long—ah—" Madam Xiao finally groaned, her alluring eyes fixed on Uncle Fu.

Seeing Uncle Fu's lewd grin, Lin Wanrong knew that this potted plant was indeed strange.

Fairy's Intoxication, could the fragrance have aphrodisiac properties? "This old servant never expected that I used this flower once during Madam's wedding. Madam probably still remembers that scene vividly! I've been thinking about Madam's wanton behavior for twenty years." Uncle Fu grinned wickedly, "Later, Madam threatened to kill herself, yet she still treated this old servant kindly for over twenty years.

I never expected that Madam would remember it again today." Madam Xiao's face was blank, as if she was lost in some distant, painful memory.

Uncle Fu didn't care about Madam Xiao's blank expression, his hand moving along her round buttocks to her front.

Then, he leaned down, his face pressed against her shoulder, and with his other hand, he casually pulled aside Madam Xiao's nightgown, removed her arms that were tightly wrapped around her chest, and instead began to alternately caress her two sensitive areas.

Lin Wanrong immediately felt his blood rush to his head, and his lower body also became erect. Regardless of whether he would be discovered by the people in the room, he quietly stuck his head to the window and peeked through a small gap in the curtains.

"No, no—" Madam Xiao seemed to have sobered up, and said brightly, "I don't blame you for what happened back then, but I only asked about the potted plant yesterday when I thought about the past.

I never thought that you, you bad person, would actually find the Fairy Wine that I destroyed.

And—" "And what?" "And you've come to torment me again—" Madam Xiao was now confused and infatuated, but she still felt resentful about what Uncle Fu had done to her back then.

However, it was also because of the tricks that Dewey had played on her a few days ago, and her long-dormant body naturally thought of the Fairy Wine that had made her unable to resist back then.

Uncle Fu simply smiled. Twenty years ago, he had indeed greatly admired Madam Xiao, even willing to serve her as her servant for twenty years. He was originally a notorious womanizer in the martial arts world, who sought refuge in the Xiao mansion when pursued by his enemies. On Madam Xiao's wedding night, he took her body,

using his unique "Fairy's Intoxication."

For twenty years, he had devoted himself to studying flowers and plants in the Xiao family, partly out of disillusionment with the world and a desire to live in seclusion, and partly out of genuine guilt towards Madam Xiao.

Even after the death of the Xiao family master, he remained there because of his promise, always treating Madam Xiao with utmost respect, hoping to move her with his true feelings.

Unexpectedly, this wait lasted twenty years. Madam Xiao was a remarkable woman; she resisted the effects of the "Fairy's Intoxication" and even tricked Uncle Fu into destroying it. It

turned out that the "Fairy's Intoxication" was actually a medicine extracted from another herb, and this potted plant was the key ingredient. Although it also had aphrodisiac effects, the two, if not mixed, were only slightly useful individually. But once mixed, it became the most powerful aphrodisiac in the world. However, Uncle Fu had secretly kept a secret; he destroyed the medicine but kept the key ingredient.

Until today, he used it on himself again.

Both men were lost in memories.

Uncle Fu remembered Madam Xiao suddenly mentioning the "Fairy's Intoxication" to him yesterday, and he knew that Madam Xiao had been longing for this for a long time, which led to today's events.

Although the reason was unclear, the excitement of finally having what he had longed for day and night for twenty years back in his hands reminded him of what he should do next.

Soon, Madam Xiao's flawless, beautiful body was presented naked before him.

Uncle Fu gently placed his hands on Madam Xiao's breasts, pressing lightly on her nipples with his fingers. He then moved his hands down, finally rubbing them back and forth on Madam Xiao's vulva.

Madam Xiao seemed to respond to Uncle Fu's caresses; her body trembled slightly. The effects of the aphrodisiac, long dormant within her, finally returned to her body after being stimulated by Dewey and Uncle Fu.

Lin Wanrong, watching from outside the window, had bloodshot eyes and was panting heavily. He squeezed his penis desperately with both hands, then vigorously stroked his engorged member.

Uncle Fu, meanwhile, gripped the head of his penis against Madam Xiao's soft flesh and thrust forcefully. Due to the abundant lubrication, Uncle Fu effortlessly inserted the entire head of his penis into Madam Xiao's flower path.

"Ah!" Both of them let out a satisfied groan.

Under Uncle Fu's ministrations, Madam Xiao's tender flesh clenched in waves, and her vulva gushed forth in bursts of scalding fluid. The hot fluid gave Uncle Fu immense pleasure, causing him to groan softly.

Uncle Fu's hands gripped Madam Xiao's plump buttocks tightly, and with each thrust, the pleasure on his glans intensified, causing his legs to weaken. Finally, unable to hold on any longer, he erupted with a series of wolf-like howls.

Madam Xiao, already limp on the bed, was brought back to life by the heat; her plump buttocks trembled from the intense stimulation, and she moaned softly.

Meanwhile, Lin Wanrong, at the doorway, had reached his climax. He frantically stroked his erect penis with his hand, finally ejaculating amidst Madam Xiao's screams! Lin Wanrong felt as if his very soul had been ejected with the spray.

This was no place to linger. After his passion subsided, Lin Wanrong realized his predicament and, taking advantage of the two men's inattention, quietly left the small building.

However, he hadn't expected to see Uncle Shou carrying a food box, his expression lewd, heading towards the small building as soon as he left the courtyard. "

This Madam Xiao, really—" Lin Wanrong sighed. Seeing that Uncle Shou hadn't noticed him, he hurried to his study.

...Walking along the road, he overheard two maids saying, "Xiao Ju, do you know? I heard that yesterday the Wang family in the east of the city was robbed. They lost a lot of money and many people died." "Really? The Wang family that sells tea? I heard they're very wealthy, almost as rich as our Xiao family.

How could they be robbed?" "Yes, I heard that the robbers couldn't do anything about it." "I also heard that the Liu family in the north of the city was robbed earlier, is that right?" "Yes, I heard it was the same situation—" Women are naturally fond of gossip, so Lin Wanrong ignored them and went straight into the study. He found the young master's seat empty, and the teacher was dozing off at the table.

Lin Wanrong was feeling puzzled when someone patted his shoulder from behind and said, "Lin San, you're here really early." Lin Wanrong turned around and saw Xiao Yushuang, the little girl, standing in front of him with beautiful features and a radiant smile.

"You're up early too," Lin Wanrong said with a smile.

Xiao Yushuang snorted inwardly, thinking, "It's already past noon, you lazybones! I've been waiting for you for ages!" But she was too embarrassed to say that aloud. She just looked at Lin Wanrong and said, "Lin San, it's all your fault last night. You took my cousin to that kind of place, and he—well, he's drunk now and hasn't woken up yet. Humph, Mother will definitely give him a good scolding." So it was her young master who was still hungover. She wondered how he dared to skip class. But now that Madam knows about it, her young master is in big trouble.

Lin Wanrong didn't want to talk to the little girl about last night anymore.

Besides, he was quite tired from witnessing an erotic scene, and was about to fall asleep on the table.

Xiao Yushuang, of course, didn't want to, and kept him talking about this and that.

Fortunately, Xiao Yushuang was simple-minded and didn't have much of a concept of what happened last night. They talked about childish things, or about their Xiao family.

Lin Wanrong found it boring, but he did pay some attention to the Xiao family's affairs.

It seemed that the young master Tao who came back with the young lady last night had a good relationship with her.

As he listened, he felt that something was wrong, as if that young master Tao was plotting something against the Xiao family.

Lin Wanrong was too lazy to think about it. He was too lazy to care about the Xiao family's business affairs. If it weren't for Xiao Yushuang nagging in his ear, he wouldn't have bothered at all. He

just mentioned it to Xiao Yushuang.

As she was leaving, Xiao Yushuang suddenly said, "Lin San, I knew you were the best! Come to my room tonight!" Lin San looked at Xiao Yushuang with a sly, mischievous smile, but didn't answer her and left.

He spent the day talking to Xiao Yushuang, but the young master hadn't come all day. In the afternoon, Lin Wanrong returned to his room early.

Back in his room, Lin Wanrong pondered the scene he'd witnessed that morning, filled with curiosity about Uncle Fu's identity, especially the "Fairy's Intoxication" perfume.

He suddenly remembered the aphrodisiac perfumes he'd used in the modern world.

Having spent the last few days idly studying herbs with Uncle Fu, he knew that perfume didn't exist in this world, and given his experience in the modern world, he decided to make some himself.

So he began experimenting in his room. He first found several large clover plants, the same kind Uncle Fu had given to his wife that morning. He'd learned from Uncle Fu that this herb had aphrodisiac properties even when not used as a medicinal ingredient.

He crushed the leaves and twigs, collecting the pungent juice into a large jar.

He then gathered a handful of rose petals, managing to squeeze out only a tiny amount of juice, which he carefully placed in a small cup.

Strangely enough, this small amount of rose juice, upon contact with the clover juice, significantly reduced the pungent smell, though not completely eliminated. Lin Wanrong knew this was because there wasn't enough rose juice, so he reluctantly added more.

Sure enough, just a little more had a remarkable effect; not only did the pungent smell disappear, but a subtle rose fragrance emerged.

Lin Wanrong was overjoyed; it was working!

To further experiment, he added more rose juice, transforming the faint fragrance into a richer one. Although strong, the scent wasn't cloying, unlike any other perfume.

The room was filled with a sweet fragrance. Bathed in the aroma of rose petals, Lin Wanrong laughed heartily, "I'm rich!

" "What are you doing?" a cold voice came from behind him.

As soon as Lin Wanrong turned around, he saw Xiao Qingxuan's beautiful face.

"Damn, is this girl a cat? She walks without making a sound!" Seeing that it was already dusk, and that more than an hour had passed without him realizing it while he was doing his experiment, Lin Wanrong had no idea how long she had been there or what she had seen. He asked, "Why are you here?" Xiao Qingxuan replied, "I came because I wanted to. Did I need to ask you?" Lin Wanrong ignored her and continued to concentrate on his experiment.

"A very special fragrance, somewhat like flowers, but not quite.

What is this?" Xiao Qingxuan looked at the small cup Lin Wanrong was using for his experiment and asked with great interest.

She came from a wealthy family and had used countless high-quality cosmetics, but she had never smelled this scent before.

This scent seemed to be specially brewed for women, a light and delicate fragrance, rich but not overpowering, something one could never tire of, even a little addictive.

"What do you think of this scent?" Lin Wanrong asked with a mysterious smile. Since you've run into my trap, you'll be my first guinea pig.

"You still haven't told me what this is? I've seen you coming and going all the time, I wonder what you're doing?" Xiao Qingxuan said.

Lin Wanrong could tell from her words that she'd been there for a while, observing him.

"This... ah, I haven't thought of a name yet, just think of it as a kind of women's face powder.

I'm still in the experimental stage, but I'll definitely give you some when it's finished," Lin Wanrong said generously.

Xiao Qingxuan smiled, not saying anything, but a faint, barely concealed surprise in her eyes.

Then she pulled out a bunch of medicine packets from her bosom—wound medicine, hangover cures, sunscreen, hand cream, and many more.

She picked out one packet and said, "This is for you." Lin Wanrong asked curiously, "What is it?" Xiao Qingxuan suppressed a laugh and said, "A sleeping potion." Damn, Lin Wanrong broke out in a cold sweat. This girl's playing me! What do I need this sleeping potion for? To do some womanizing?

Seeing his discomfiture, Xiao Qingxuan smiled and snorted, "You're full of bad ideas and tricks, and you're good at harming people. This sleeping potion should be of some use, right?" Lin Wanrong smiled bitterly, "I'm not as bad as you say." Xiao Qingxuan smiled triumphantly, then sighed helplessly, "You're too sharp and easily become the target of jealousy. Be careful when you're out in the world, lest you fall into someone's trap. You don't know martial arts, so I'd like to see who comes to your rescue then."

"Her voice was soft and gentle now, quite different from her cold demeanor. Lin Wanrong put away the sleeping potion and said, "Alright, I'll take this. I didn't expect you to understand me so well." Xiao Qingxuan was silent for a while, then gritted her teeth and said, "Take care, I'm leaving now." Lin Wanrong said, "Be careful when you climb over the wall, don't fall." Xiao Qingxuan glared at him, wishing she could stab him with a sword. "You jinx! With my excellent skills, how could this happen? I'm leaving, can't you say something nice?" She looked up and saw Lin Wanrong desperately trying to suppress his laughter, knowing he was arguing with her again. For some reason, a warm feeling suddenly rose in her heart, and her face flushed. She hurriedly walked outside.

"Will you come again tomorrow?" Lin Wanrong asked shamelessly.

Seeing that she seemed not to hear him and walked outside, Lin Wanrong shook his head, thinking to himself, "This girl, she's still too shy."

Just then, a soft nasal sound drifted on the wind: "Hmm." By the time he looked up, Xiao Qingxuan was already gone.

A sense of melancholy rose in Lin Wanrong's heart. In this world, there were only two women he truly felt a connection with.

One was Dong Qiaoqiao. Qiaoqiao was gentle and kind, loved listening to him, and valued Lin Wanrong above all else. Lin Wanrong loved her very much, and he would never let anyone hurt her.

Such a woman was suitable to be his wife.

But the feeling between him and Xiao Qingxuan was strange. It wasn't love, nor was it friendship. If he had to define it, it was more than friendship but less than love, a kind of confidante feeling. Although they hadn't interacted much, and it was all through close encounters, he had somehow developed this feeling. "Looks like

I really am a master of playing the game of ambiguity."

Xiao Qingxuan was long gone, and Lin Wanrong was still indulging in his self-admiration.

He composed himself, carefully compared the fragrance blends again, and tried hard to recall his limited knowledge of perfumes. Xiao Qingxuan's reaction earlier had given him ample confidence.

Even a woman of such noble birth as her was somewhat captivated by this scent, let alone others.

Lin Wanrong was practically sleeping with a gold mine in his arms, and his experiment became even more meticulous.

He noted down the different proportions, repeatedly considered the key steps, and recorded them on paper.

Fortunately, during his time as a sales manager, he had developed his own method of recording information to ensure secrecy, guaranteeing that others wouldn't understand.

After fiddling around for a while, he sealed the small cups with the different proportions.

Perfume making requires testing; the scent changes depending on when you smell it—a process known as "fragrance testing."

Lin Wanrong understood this principle.

After a while, he heard a maid calling his name outside. Seeing that it was getting late, he remembered that he had to go to Xiao Yushuang's place tonight…

The Second Miss's boudoir was in the center of the Xiao residence; the eldest young lady lived in the front, and Madam Xiao lived in the back.

When Xiao Yushuang was young, she lived with her older sister. Later, at sixteen, she cut her hair, signifying her adulthood, and moved into a specially prepared boudoir for her.

This small building was square, with four vermilion pillars at its four corners and carved yellow tiles on the eaves; its exterior was quite ordinary. Only the plaque above the main entrance was edged with gold.

Upstairs was an extremely elegant little study, filled with the fragrance of sandalwood. Passing through the study was a small reception room.

Xiao Yushuang smiled radiantly. Seeing Lin San arrive, she hurriedly ran over and took his hand, saying, "Lin San, you've come." Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "How could I dare not come at the Second Miss's request?" Xiao Yushuang seemed somewhat unable to resist Lin Wanrong's presence, nestling in his arms and whispering, "Third Brother, I missed you—" Lin Wanrong embraced the Second Miss's beautiful, supple, and youthful body, and couldn't resist pressing his lips to her rosy, sweet lips for a gentle kiss.

Like a flash of lightning, Xiao Yushuang's body trembled slightly. Strangely, she didn't push Lin Wanrong away; instead, she stretched out her arms and embraced his neck, gently closing her eyes.

Lin Wanrong was somewhat incredulous at the Second Miss's initiative today, but when he kissed Xiao Yushuang's cherry lips again, feeling her tongue tentatively reach out, he naturally slipped his tongue into her mouth, beginning to tease her.

At the same time, his hands slowly slid down, to her tender little bottom, then between her legs, tentatively and gently caressing her youthful and elastic thighs.

Xiao Yushuang seemed to be electrocuted, her body stiffening. She opened her beautiful eyes, looking shyly into Lin Wanrong's. In her eyes, Lin Wanrong saw not reproach, but a hazy, dreamlike shyness and longing.

Lin Wanrong could no longer restrain himself. He pulled the Second Miss to the bedside, and with a forceful pull of his left hand, dragged her onto his lap.

When the second young lady's round, plump buttocks landed on Lin Wanrong's lap, she let out a soft moan, wrapped her arms around him, and their lips met in a tight kiss.

Xiao Yushuang's soft, upturned buttocks sensed the resistance of Lin Wanrong's already erect penis, and she shifted restlessly, her beautiful face flushed with a charming blush, yet she still didn't try to break free from the man's embrace and caresses.

Lin Wanrong had forgotten who was sitting in his lap, and didn't care where he was; he only knew that a beautiful young girl was anticipating his next move.

Lin Wanrong's right arm encircled the second young lady's slender waist, while his left hand caressed her slightly protruding breasts through her thin clothing.

Xiao Yushuang breathed softly, gently returning Lin Wanrong's kisses.

They were both somewhat nervous, unaware that a figure had appeared beside the bed.

Gradually, Xiao Yushuang could no longer endure Lin Wanrong's caresses; her breathing quickened, and she occasionally let out a few seductive moans: "Third brother—you—are so naughty—" Lin Wanrong held the second young lady tightly on his lap, passionately caressing her.

Xiao Yushuang, panting softly from his touch, her tender body writhed, her small mouth kissing Lin Wanrong's lips, panting and blushing.

Finally, with trembling hands, Lin Wanrong slowly pulled open the second young lady's blouse and removed her clothes.

Xiao Yushuang cooperated, raising her hands and twisting her waist, gently removing her clothes.

Before long, Xiao Yushuang was left wearing only a small pink and white floral bodice and a pair of extremely thin underpants.

Her youthful and delicate body was as smooth as jade, and the almost naked, beautiful young woman lay before Lin Wanrong.

With Xiao Yushuang's cooperation, Lin Wanrong quickly untied the delicate bodice, and disregarding the beautiful scenery before his chest, he directly attacked her most mysterious place. Xiao Yushuang, overcome with shyness, tried to protect her last line of defense with one hand.

Lin Wanrong, of course, wouldn't allow it, removing her hand: "Yushuang, let your third brother see your private parts." Xiao Yushuang twisted her body coquettishly, letting out a seductive moan: "No, third brother, you're so naughty, looking at my private parts is so embarrassing—mmm—" Hearing this alluring voice, Lin Wanrong could no longer restrain himself, finally removing Xiao Yushuang's last layer of protection, his body pressed between her thighs. Xiao Yushuang trembled slightly as Lin Wanrong's head touched her flower valley. Her

slender waist seemed as if it would break with the slightest force. Her

perfectly perky buttocks, her straight and long beautiful legs, were without a single scar.

Her skin was so delicate it seemed like it could be broken with a touch, tinged with a faint red.

Xiao Yushuang looked up and asked, "What are you waiting for?" Lin Wanrong pulled out the head of his penis, which was already erect and about five inches long. He asked,

"Do you want to touch it?" Xiao Yushuang nodded and reached out to grasp the head of Lin Wanrong's penis. Even with one hand on it, half of it was still sticking out. She reached out with her other hand, and the glans was still partially sticking out.

She was somewhat surprised, wondering how such a large thing had entered her body last night.

Lin Wanrong showed a rather smug expression.

The intoxicated state caused by the aphrodisiac was one thing, but doing it when sober was another.

Lin Wanrong requested, "Do you want to lick it? It's okay if you don't, I won't force you." Xiao Yushuang hesitated for a moment, but still stuck out her tongue and lightly touched the glans of Lin Wanrong's penis, then slowly licked around the glans. She then used one hand to stroke the head of his penis, and then she took the head of his penis into her mouth. Unexpectedly,

the head of his penis seemed to be pressing against her throat when it was about halfway in.

She slightly protruded from his penis and began to circle the head with her tongue, sometimes sucking, sometimes licking.

Lin Wanrong instructed her, "Yes, harder, deeper, don't bite with your teeth—oh—use your tongue—ah—uh—" Each suck caused the already swollen glans to swell even more.

Encouraged by Lin Wanrong, Xiao Yushuang sucked the head even harder.

The huge head filled her mouth completely, no longer able to hold it all; her rosy lips could only envelop half of Lin Wanrong's head; her small, clove-like tongue licked the head and smooth glans, sending waves of electric, tingling sensations spreading throughout her body from the tip.

Finally, urged on by Xiao Yushuang's mouth, Lin Wanrong let out an "ah" and ejaculated his first stream of semen.

Xiao Yushuang lay by the bedside, enduring the strange taste, but still swallowed the semen at Lin Wanrong's encouragement.

Seeing her furrowed brow, Lin Wanrong was both moved and reluctant, saying, "Yushuang! I'm sorry, I only thought of my own enjoyment, but I made you suffer." Hearing this, she said, "Third Brother, my body now belongs entirely to you.

As long as it makes you comfortable, I'm willing to do anything, there's nothing I won't do." Their eyes met, and Lin Wanrong slowly leaned in, placing his tongue into Xiao Yushuang's mouth.

She seemed a little surprised, hesitated for a moment, then began to kiss him with her tongue.

Lin Wanrong kissed her while caressing her vulva, feeling her legs begin to spread.

Lin Wanrong could no longer restrain himself; disregarding that his pants weren't off yet, he grabbed Xiao Yushuang's buttocks with both hands and thrust his engorged member into her overflowing vulva.

Like lovers in the throes of passion, they devoured each other without reservation.

Xiao Yushuang held Lin Wanrong tightly, allowing him to thrust with all his might.

Lin Wanrong suddenly felt a series of contractions from Xiao Yushuang's flower path. He inadvertently opened his eyes and happened to meet her affectionate gaze. Her cheeks flushed with excitement.

"Yushuang, does it feel good?" Lin Wanrong asked.

Xiao Yushuang whispered, "Mmm!" Since that was the case, Lin Wanrong continued to thrust inside Xiao Yushuang's flower path, gently scraping the slippery flower walls.

Xiao Yushuang moaned seductively, her two pink arms tightly hugging my neck, her buttocks twisting and thrusting incessantly.

Seeing her passion fueled, Lin Wanrong thrust even more relentlessly.

The contractions of her flower path brought Lin Wanrong's head immense pleasure, and he thrust hard.

Xiao Yushuang cried out, "Ah—oh—Third Brother—give it to me—I'm going to die—ah—I can't take it anymore—ah—" Hearing Xiao Yushuang's lewd moans, Lin Wanrong increased the speed of his thrusts, feeling that he had reached the point of ejaculation.

Finally, Lin Wanrong ejaculated a thick stream of semen into the Second Miss's flower-like opening, then collapsed onto her like a limp dam.

Both felt each other's sweet breaths; Lin Wanrong could even feel Xiao Yushuang's heartbeat.

After their passion subsided, they lay on the bed,

whispering secrets.

Unaware of the figure flashing past the window, they realized

that morning Xiao Yushuang had told Lin Wanrong that the young master Tao, who had returned with her sister, wanted to partner with the Xiao family, perhaps hoping to find some way to save them.

Unsolicited kindness always has ulterior motives, and sure enough, this girl's actions towards him were for another purpose.

Although Lin Wanrong loved Xiao Yushuang dearly after having her, he still felt powerless regarding the Xiao family's affairs.

Lin Wanrong sighed and said, "Second Miss, even if I had some ideas, it would be useless to tell you." Xiao Yushuang understood his meaning. Although she was the second young lady, she was still young and had never participated in the affairs of the Xiao family. Naturally, her words carried little weight.

"Third Brother Lin, do you really have a solution?" Xiao Yushuang asked cautiously, her brows furrowing as if she were pondering something.

"I can't say I have a solution, I can only say I have an idea.

Second Miss, to say something you may not like to hear, if we partner with someone, our Xiao family will only face certain death." Lin Wanrong said decisively.

"Are you serious?" Xiao Yushuang asked, her voice trembling.

Lin Wanrong knew that his resolute tone had frightened the young girl. After all, she was a girl who had not yet participated in business warfare, so he softened his tone and said, "Second Miss, I won't lie to you."

"This joint venture plan is a wolf's ambition, harboring deep-seated danger; it must not be underestimated!" Xiao Yushuang didn't understand these things, but she had an almost blind trust in Lin San. She hurriedly grabbed his hand and cried, "Lin San, what should we do? Just now, from the tone of my mother and sister, they seemed to be wavering; they were almost persuaded by that man surnamed Tao." In this Xiao family mansion, to have such a young girl trust him so completely moved Lin Wanrong. However, as a servant, he had no way to participate in the Xiao family's management, and besides, he didn't want to. "

I'm just a servant; am I really supposed to act like a master?"

Xiao Yushuang sighed and said, "Lin San, I'm so scared. What if our Xiao family is gone? What will happen to Mother and Sister? What will happen to me? What will happen to you?" This little girl is really pitiful. Lin Wanrong quickly reassured her, "Don't worry, that's just the worst-case scenario. Besides, with the intelligence of Miss and Madam, how could they not see it? Don't worry." Xiao Yushuang said softly, "I hope it's as you think." Seeing that it was getting late, Lin Wanrong said, "Second Miss, it's getting late. You should rest early.

I'll go back now." Xiao Yushuang hurriedly grabbed him and said, "You haven't told me a story yet. I've been having nightmares every day for the past few days. I'm so scared. Lin San, can you tell me a story?" This little girl is so pitiful that Lin Wanrong felt a pang of pity and said, "Alright, I'll tell you the story of Snow White today." "Mmm." The little girl lay on the table, propped her head up with her hands, and stared blankly at him telling the story.

"...The prince and princess lived happily ever after." Damn, telling stories to this little girl is exhausting, even though it's quite enjoyable to rub against her occasionally.

But I'm really tired.

The second young lady listened with great interest for a while, and when he finished, she smiled and said, "Lin San, where did you hear this story? It sounds like a storyteller telling a tale, so much fun!

I really like it. From now on, you'll tell me stories before I go to sleep, okay?" "Tell me stories, okay, okay," Lin Wanrong chuckled lewdly, but his mind was elsewhere.

Seeing that it was getting late, he coaxed Xiao Yushuang to sleep and got up to leave.

Just as he reached the door, he heard the second young lady's murmuring voice from behind him: "Lin San, you have to tell me stories tomorrow, otherwise, I won't like you anymore." So the little girl was already talking in her sleep.

Ugh, is this a threat? Lin Wanrong left the building, thinking about the little girl, and couldn't help but shake his head, finding it somewhat amusing.

He had only taken a few steps when he heard a cold snort, and a figure blocked his way.

"Get out of the way, don't block my way," Lin Wanrong said impatiently.

"Hmph." This time he heard it clearly; it was a woman's voice. Lin Wanrong looked up and saw that it was the eldest daughter of the Xiao family, who bore a striking resemblance to Madam Xiao.

"Oh, it's the eldest daughter. Lin San greets the eldest daughter," Lin Wanrong said with a forced laugh. He didn't get along with this eldest daughter and kept his distance from this "fierce" young lady.

"Did you just come from Yu Shuang's place?" Xiao Yu Ruo asked coldly, her eyes flashing with anger.

Lin Wanrong assumed she had just arrived and didn't know what he had done. Besides, he was always thick-skinned, and since the second young lady had initiated the encounter, Lin Wanrong felt no guilt and answered loudly, "Yes." "Lin San, don't think that just because Yu Shuang is young and you are eloquent, you can bully my sister like that?

You're delusional," the eldest daughter of the Xiao family said angrily.

"Young Miss, what do you mean? When did I ever bully the Second Miss?" Lin Wanrong was confused. Why did this girl suddenly appear, and so aggressively? Was she on her period? "You dare to argue? I'm asking you, what were you doing in Yushuang's room just now?" Xiao Yuruo was furious with this scoundrel. This servant dared to be so audacious as to make a move on her own sister. How could she tolerate it?

When Xiao Yuruo was angry, a few blushes appeared on her pretty face. She bit her lip lightly, and her breasts rose and fell, making her incredibly beautiful. Compared to her usual stern and strong-willed demeanor, she had a completely different charm.

Lin Wanrong was stunned. He thought to himself, "These three women in the Xiao family, from the oldest to the youngest, are really quite something."

However, the young lady looked unwell, and Lin Wanrong didn't want to provoke her, so he said righteously, "I'll go tell the second young lady a story." "Tell a story? Who would believe that excuse? Do you think no one can see through your wolfish ambitions? You want to take advantage of Yu Shuang's youth and ignorance to deceive her? How could you do such a thing?" Seeing his denial, Xiao Yu Ruo became even angrier. If such a wicked person with malicious intentions wasn't eliminated in time, who knew what might happen?

Hearing this, Lin Wanrong knew that things had been exposed, but the young lady wouldn't say it out of consideration for her image.

Looking at Xiao Yu Ruo again, he noticed a wet patch on her clothes. Could it be that she had been watching him and the second young lady while they were doing *that*, and had even comforted him? Lin Wanrong knew that this strong woman was actually extremely thirsty inside, and since she doted on her younger sister and knew that Xiao Yushuang genuinely liked him, she wouldn't dare to do anything to him. So he boldly said, "Miss, I think you've misunderstood.

It's perfectly normal for things to happen between the Second Miss and me, since we're mutually attracted.

Or perhaps you weren't satisfied with what you saw earlier and are jealous of your sister?" As Lin Wanrong spoke, he took a step forward and, before Xiao Yuruo could react, pulled her into his arms. He grabbed her breast with one hand and began to knead it vigorously. Because Xiao Yuruo had just witnessed an erotic scene, she was covered in sweat and emitted a faint, peculiar, alluring, and sensual scent.

Lin Wanrong's other hand slid directly into the inside of Xiao Yuruo's thigh, caressing and kneading it. The young lady's entire body stiffened as if she had been electrocuted, but she had no strength to resist or object, and her face involuntarily flushed.

"You're all soaked, your body is really voluptuous!"

Lin Wanrong teased.

"You shameless—ah—" Xiao Yu Ruo tried to push Lin Wanrong away, but she had no strength left and could only lean against him to stay upright.

Seemingly noticing Xiao Yu Ruo's predicament, Lin Wanrong's hand slowly began to move towards Xiao Yu Ruo's buttocks through her long skirt.

Xiao Yu Ruo's face flushed red, and she noticed the movement of that hand, squeezing her legs together to prevent it from going deeper.

However, Lin Wanrong increased the force, his fingers wriggling as they moved, pressing tightly against Xiao Yu Ruo's buttocks, in and out, gradually increasing the frequency and intensity of the friction, inching towards the young lady's tender flower valley, Xiao Yu Ruo's long skirt constantly wetting between her legs.

Xiao Yu Ruo had never experienced such a movement before. With each in and out movement of his fingers, an extreme desire grew stronger and stronger, her legs became weaker and weaker, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

Xiao Yu Ruo felt her lower body becoming increasingly wet, her body slowly collapsing.

Lin Wan Rong's fingers continued to advance, digging deeper and deeper, his entire hand supporting Ya Mei's lower body, slowly inserting between her legs.

Although Xiao Yu Ruo tried her best to close her legs, the pressure from his fingers increased, and a strange excitement made her legs weak.

Lin Wan Rong's fingers then moved forward, finally touching her flower valley.

At this moment, Xiao Yu Ruo's panties were already a mess, and a jolt of electricity made her body tremble.

Reason told her that she couldn't let it continue, so she immediately pulled her hand away, glaring at Lin Wan Rong.

Lin Wan Rong was annoyed by her glare, angry that she had spied on him and Xiao Yu Shuang doing that, and now she was accusing him. Coupled with a mischievous impulse, he pulled his hand away and, pretending to be angry, slapped her buttocks hard.

"Oh—" Xiao Yu Ruo felt as if his hands possessed a strange magic, causing her to tremble and her body to flush with an unusual peach-pink hue.

In her haste, her breathing became increasingly intense, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan, a sound both soft and coquettish, like a groan, yet also like a longing.

She felt as if she had been electrocuted, a slight tremor running through her heart, with a faint sense of enjoyment.

Xiao Yu Ruo was both shocked and furious, not knowing what was wrong with her. This villain was clearly humiliating her, so why did she have such a strange feeling? Her face was bloodshot as she forcefully suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, clenching her teeth, wishing she could tear Lin San to pieces.

Seeing the boundless rage blazing in Xiao Yu Ruo's eyes, Lin Wanrong sighed inwardly. He had gone a bit too far this time. He hadn't expected the two girls from the Xiao family to be so fiery, wanting him to spank them.

Ouch! Just as he was thinking this, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his wrist.

Looking down, he saw Xiao Yu Ruo biting down hard on his wrist.

"Damn it, you've gone too far!" Lin Wanrong pulled his wrist back and slapped her buttocks hard. His expression changed, and he roared fiercely, "Fine, I had designs on the Second Miss, I defiled her, are you satisfied now? Damn it, are all you women dogs?" Lin Wanrong released Xiao Yu Ruo, too lazy to care about her angry face. What a damn bad luck, was he born to have a grudge against the Xiao family? "You, you finally admit it?" Xiao Yu Ruo stared at him furiously. She took a few deep breaths, her face flushed, her buttocks still burning. Yet, that strange pleasure made her weak all over, and she could only stand steadily by holding onto the artificial hill.

It was all this villain's fault. She glared fiercely at the evil servant, as if she hated him to the bone.

Xiao Yu Ruo gritted her teeth and said, "If you admit it, I'll punish you. Also, you touched me tonight and hit me, hit me—" As a young woman, she couldn't bring herself to say the word "buttocks."

"Hit your buttocks, huh—" Lin Wanrong said for her, "I'm truly impressed by you. You get so impulsive over a spanking. I don't know how you usually handle things. Is this how you conduct business, always acting on impulse? If you continue like this, the Xiao family will be ruined by you sooner or later." These words were extremely harsh. You see, Xiao Yu Ruo had been training herself since childhood, determined to become a strong woman like her mother.

This had shaped her strong-willed personality. For the Xiao family, for her mother and sister, she would never allow herself to fail, not even the slightest mistake.

Call her stubborn or impulsive, but in fact, without her personality, the Xiao family would probably have collapsed long ago. Over the years, she had painstakingly managed everything to preserve the Xiao family's great cause; she had dedicated everything to the Xiao family.

Hearing this wicked servant say that the Xiao family would fall in her hands was undoubtedly a direct hit to her sore spot.

At this moment, she calmed down. As the head of the Xiao family, her resolve was naturally unwavering. However, upon seeing Lin San today, she felt strangely bewitched, as if she had been manipulated by him. This was hardly the demeanor of a strong woman who managed the Xiao family's great undertaking.

She was very puzzled; how could she have done such a thing?

But fearing that this matter would spread, she looked at Lin Wanrong expressionlessly and said, "Lin San, you are not allowed to approach Yu Shuang again. She's still a child, she doesn't understand anything. Don't hurt her." Her expression was somber, as if she were negotiating with Lin Wanrong, but her tone remained domineering.

"Also—I hope you won't hear any gossip about what happened here tonight." "You don't need to go to the study tomorrow; go back to Uncle Fu's place to help out," Xiao Yu Ruo continued expressionlessly.

However, by doing this, she clearly intended to separate Lin Wanrong and Xiao Yushuang.

As for it! Lin Wanrong chuckled inwardly, "My affairs with the Second Miss are none of your business."

However, he needed to blend perfume these few days, and avoiding the Second Miss would be a good way to have some peace and quiet.

There was no need to make things too tense with the Eldest Miss; he should just bear with it for now.

Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Don't worry, Eldest Miss, even if you don't care about your reputation, my reputation is very precious." With a bang, a cold wind blew from behind, and another stone was thrown, its momentum fast and swift, almost hitting Lin Wanrong.

Damn, is this girl a violent maniac? Lin Wanrong gave her the middle finger and walked away gracefully under Xiao Yuruo's questioning gaze.

(IV) Miscellaneous Records of the Xiao Family (Part 2)

The next day, having received the Eldest Miss's order not to go to the study, Lin Wanrong didn't stand on ceremony and had a good sleep. He then stayed obediently in his small room all day to conduct perfume experiments.

With yesterday's experience, things went much more smoothly this time, and he became more skilled at his techniques, able to blend a wider variety of fragrances.

He meticulously recorded the proportions for each experiment, and if all went well, these simple records would become priceless perfume formulas.

That's a lot of money! Just thinking about it made his mouth water.

He worked until almost dark, finally finishing his tasks. Just as he stretched, a maid ran over, calling out sweetly, "Third Brother, Third Brother, hurry! Someone's brought you a calling card!" "What?" Lin Wanrong was startled. He was just a servant in the Xiao household; why would someone come to invite him? That was strange indeed.

He suddenly remembered what Qin Xian'er had said that day—could this girl be serious?

Upon arriving at the reception room, he saw a young maid standing there, chatting with the young master.

Upon seeing Lin Wanrong, the young master exclaimed happily, "Lin San, you've come at the perfect time! Miss Qin Xian'er has invited us to her residence for a chat tomorrow evening. What do you say?" Since the incident at Miaoyu Fang, the young master had been exceptionally polite to Lin San. This servant was not only talented and spirited but also learned; the young master truly valued him.

Visit her residence? Visit my foot! So refined even when visiting a brothel, Lin Wanrong chuckled inwardly, feigning composure as he said, "Oh?" The maidservant hurriedly handed Lin Wanrong her name card, saying, "Please do me the honor of attending tomorrow, Young Master Lin." Lin Wanrong was also somewhat puzzled. Opening the card, a delicate fragrance wafted out, and Qin Xian'er's beautiful face seemed to reappear before him. The name card was exquisitely crafted

, embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks with intertwined necks, and below it, a line of delicate handwriting: "Since parting from you, each day feels like a year.

My heart aches for you, I want to speak, I want to speak." The signature below was Qin Xian'er.

Seeing those words, Lin Wanrong found it amusing. This Qin Xian'er clearly just wanted to chat with him, yet she wrote such a melancholic tone; anyone who didn't know better would think he'd toyed with her and then dumped her.

The young master's name card featured the Four Gentlemen—plum blossom, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum—and was filled with numerous, densely packed lines of writing, but it was nothing more than a meaningless invitation to Young Master Guo.

The handwriting was also inferior to Lin Wanrong's name card; it was clearly someone else's work.

This Qin Xian'er really has some tricks up her sleeve, Lin Wanrong thought to himself.

After chatting with the young master in the reception room for a while to relax and discuss tomorrow's itinerary, he returned to his courtyard at dusk.

Lin Wanrong was in high spirits. Seeing the blooming flowers in the courtyard, he couldn't help but let out a loud "Ah!" to vent his excitement, then pushed open the door to the house.

As soon as his left foot stepped across the threshold, he looked up and saw Xiao Qingxuan sitting there, smiling at him.

"Why are you here so early today?" Lin Wanrong asked with a smile. After getting to know Xiao Qingxuan, he skipped the formalities and didn't bother with unnecessary words.

Xiao Qingxuan seemed to be quite cooperative, entering his room every day without being invited, like a casual visitor. He felt as if this girl was there for a secret rendezvous.

"Let's check on the progress of your perfume. You promised to send me a sample first." Xiao Qingxuan seemed to really like the perfume, otherwise she wouldn't have come here again.

"Why the rush? I haven't finished my experiment yet.

Besides, even if I finish the experiment, production won't start until the next batch, then I can give it to you." Xiao Qingxuan smiled slightly and said, "I'm not in a hurry.

Just don't forget me when you're done." A slight blush rose on her face, and her gaze shifted downwards, only to see the business card in his hand. She immediately asked in surprise, "Someone actually sent you a business card? Looks like you're quite charming." Lin Wanrong knew there was something going on between her and Qin Xian'er, so he didn't say who sent it.

Xiao Qingxuan had a keen eye and saw the three words "Qin Xian'er" through the slightly ajar paper. Her expression changed slightly, and she snorted, "Did Qin Xian'er invite you?" This girl's eyes were sharp. Unable to contain himself any longer, Lin Wanrong nodded and said, "She invited our young master, and just to bring me along." "I think she invited you, and just to bring your young master along," Xiao Qingxuan said coldly.

"It's all the same, all the same," Lin Wanrong said with an awkward smile, knowing he couldn't hide it from her.

"So, do you want to go?" Xiao Qingxuan asked seemingly unconsciously.

"Well, I still need to think about it.

You know I'm not a casual person," Lin Wanrong chuckled, but in his heart he added—when I'm casual, I'm not human .

Seeing him boasting, Xiao Qingxuan wanted to laugh but held back, and snorted, "You have too many thoughts, I don't know which is true and which is false.

She's trying to be difficult , but she's just being petty.

If you like associating with her, then go ahead, no one will stop you." "Are you jealous?" Lin Wanrong chuckled.

Xiao Qingxuan's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly said, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Her expression turned cold again.

Lin Wanrong thought to himself, this girl is really thin-skinned and can't take a joke.

"So, in order to prove my innocence with Miss Qin, I have no choice but to make a sacrifice and reluctantly go to see her.

Hmm, Miss Qin is actually quite a beauty, so it would be good to have a chat.

But don't worry, even if I see her, I won't have any unrealistic thoughts.

However, what I'm most worried about is that she might have some improper ideas about me." Lin Wanrong chuckled lewdly.

Xiao Qingxuan snorted coldly, glanced at him, but didn't say anything. She walked lightly towards the door without even saying goodbye.

She arrived early and left early today, which puzzled Lin Wanrong. He called out, "Are you leaving already? Will you come

again tomorrow?" Xiao Qingxuan had already leaped onto the high wall. Before she could answer him, he heard his voice say, "Be careful when you climb over the wall, don't fall." Distracted, Xiao Qingxuan's inner energy became turbid, and she almost lost her footing. Both ashamed and angry, she stomped her foot on the wall, glared at him, and leaped down, running away.

This girl comes and goes as she pleases, without even a word. She really doesn't take me seriously. But her wall-climbing posture was truly graceful; that little bottom, tsk tsk, nothing to say.

Lin Wanrong stood there, recalling the allure of Xiao Qingxuan turning back on the high wall, the image of her long, powerful legs kicking off the wall. For some reason, he suddenly thought of an advertising slogan—"The higher you stand, the farther you pee."

Another day passed, and when Uncle Fu arrived at the garden, he was shocked to find that most of the roses, chrysanthemums, and jasmine flowers in the yard had been picked.

A true flower lover, he was heartbroken and hurriedly called out, "Lin San, Lin San!" He called several times but received no answer. He grew anxious; could it be that the garden had been entered by flower pickers and they had disappeared? Uncle Fu rushed into the house and saw Lin San, still fully clothed, fast asleep on the bed.

It was past noon, and the boy was still sleeping. Uncle Fu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Lin San, get up! What's going on in this garden?

After Xiao Qingxuan left last night, Lin Wanrong experimented all night and only fell asleep around dawn. When he opened his eyes, he saw Uncle Fu standing in front of him and quickly said, "Uncle Fu, why are you up so early today?" Uncle Fu said, "Early? I've already had lunch.

Lin San, I've come to ask you, is this garden being robbed? All those flowers have been picked." Ever since Lin Wanrong overheard Uncle Fu and Madam Xiao doing that kind of thing, he had been paying close attention to Uncle Fu's every move.

He knew that this seemingly unremarkable old gardener was actually a hidden master of medicine.

Especially the recipe for Fairy Intoxication, Lin Wanrong really wanted to get it from Uncle Fu.

Uncle Fu also showed Lin Wanrong a great deal of favor. Lin Wanrong, thinking about making perfume, developed an unprecedented interest in these flowers and plants, even skipping lunch and constantly asking Uncle Fu questions, making Uncle Fu marvel at how diligent and eager to learn Lin San had become. It wasn't

until evening that Lin Wanrong finally let Uncle Fu go, as the young master Guo Wuchang had come looking for him.

The two of them had gone to the brothel under the guise of receiving Qin Xian'er's invitation.

Although it wasn't exactly flattering, being appreciated by such a celestial being as Qin Xian'er made the young master extremely proud, and he wanted the whole mansion to know.

Therefore, the two of them walked with their heads held high, completely self-righteous, during their visit to the brothel.

Guo Wuchang, that show-off, coughed a few times whenever he saw someone to attract attention.

Just as the two were about to step out the door, they heard a sweet voice call out, "Lin San—" Lin Wanrong turned around and saw the Second Miss Xiao rushing towards them. Today, she had changed into men's clothing, dressed as a handsome and petite young master, standing gracefully before them.

"Oh, Second Miss, where are you going to put on a play? And why are you dressed like this?" Lin Wanrong said with a smile.

The Second Miss giggled, glanced at him, and said, "Why didn't you come to the study today? Were you slacking off again? I'll tell my sister tomorrow and have her punish you by not letting you sleep for three days." It sounded more like concern than reproach. Lin Wanrong thought to himself, "You have no idea what your sister's little schemes are. She'd love for me to stay away from you."

But Xiao Yushuang was still an innocent young girl, and Lin Wanrong didn't want her to know about this, so he smiled and said, "Second Miss, Uncle Fu has been quite busy these past few days, so I'm helping him in the garden. I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the study these next few days." Xiao Yushuang, unsuspecting, said sweetly, "Oh, I see. I thought you were slacking off today, making me wait for you all day.

Tell me, are you going to Sister Qin's place now?" Wow, this little girl knows everything! I underestimated her a bit. Young Master... She winked at Lin Wanrong, who knew he couldn't take the Second Miss to a brothel. So he said, "Second Miss, it's like this: Miss Qin admires the Young Master's scholarship and invited him to study together. It's not what you're thinking." "What am I thinking?" Xiao Yushuang's eyes darted around, and she said shyly, "Since that's the case, then you have to take me too." Damn, this suggestion is too challenging. Going to a brothel with a pretty girl? Do you think we're going to a restaurant?

The young master and Lin Wanrong both shouted at the same time, "No!" "Why not?" Xiao Yushuang pouted, "Aren't you going to do some research? It's not like you're doing anything bad, so why can't I go? Look, I've already changed my clothes." Xiao Yushuang turned around gracefully and said, "How about that? Nobody will recognize me as a woman." Lin Wanrong didn't care, as long as no one discovered it. Qin Xian'er was fine, and as for the young master, he had been obedient to Lin San ever since that day, so there shouldn't be any problem.

So the three of them went out together.

It seemed that the second young lady often ran away from home, and the people in the Xiao family were used to it.

By the time they arrived at Miaoyu Fang, the lanterns were already lit. This time, a maid led the three of them directly upstairs.

Upstairs, the maid had already prepared fragrant tea, but Qin Xian'er was nowhere to be seen, which puzzled Lin Wanrong.

The maid then said, "Miss Xian'er is currently bathing. She instructed that Young Master Guo please wait in the inner room.

As for the two of you, please rest here for a moment." Damn it, leaving me here alone while she goes to see that good-for-nothing young master alone—what kind of nonsense is this? Lin Wanrong thought angrily.

However, with Xiao Yushuang present, and both he and Xiao Yushuang now being servants, it was naturally difficult to disobey their master's wishes.

Lin Wanrong remained silent, but Guo Wuchang, upon hearing that Qin Xian'er wanted to see him alone, for some unknown reason, impatiently grabbed the maid and demanded that she lead the way.

Xiao Yushuang only wanted to be alone with Lin Wanrong. Being her first time in a brothel, she was filled with curiosity, constantly looking around while trying to maintain her servant's demeanor. However, Lin Wanrong found her naivety rather amusing. After Guo Wuchang

and the maid left, a while passed, and no one came to greet him. Lin Wanrong couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Looking at the Second Miss Xiao beside him, remembering that he had taken her body in this very room that night, his heart began to stir.

Xiao Yushuang, unaware of his thoughts, but having been in the room for a while, and being childishly bored, glanced at Lin Wanrong, only to find his eyes fixed on her with burning intensity. A

wave of embarrassment washed over her, her face flushed pink, and her eyes nearly welled with tears.

Their eye contact ignited a fire within them, fueled by the familiar surroundings and setting—the only difference being that Xiao Yushuang was now fully conscious and in the same place with Lin Wanrong.

Lin Wanrong, aroused, pulled Xiao Yushuang close, his lips pressing against her soft, pink lips.

He gently kissed her lips.

Xiao Yushuang, already aroused, couldn't resist Lin Wanrong's advances and began to respond to his kisses. Though somewhat awkward, her kisses possessed a unique charm in Lin Wanrong's eyes.

Knowing Xiao Yushuang was passionate, Lin Wanrong skillfully inserted his tongue into her mouth, licking and teasing her delicate tongue.

He even occasionally fed her his saliva.

Xiao Yushuang, unable to withstand such teasing, was already lost in ecstasy, unconsciously breathing through her nose and emitting soft moans.

Gradually, Xiao Yushuang opened her fragrant cherry lips, her smooth, soft tongue darting into Lin Wanrong's mouth, as if searching for something. Her tongue moved erratically, and finally, she found something. Xiao Yushuang then imitated Lin Wanrong, licking the walls of his mouth.

Soon, Lin Wanrong adapted to Xiao Yushuang's inexperienced oral skills, passionately intertwining his tongue with hers.

Xiao Yushuang's body trembled, and she entwined her tongue with Lin Wanrong's even more forcefully.

Lin Wanrong then took her smooth, soft, and tender tongue into his mouth, sucking on it hungrily.

They kissed deeply for a long time before gradually separating, breathless. Before them, a beautiful arc of saliva was outlined.

As he kissed her, Lin Wanrong slid his left hand down to the entrance of Xiao Yushuang's peach blossom cave, noticing that it was already somewhat wet.

Xiao Yushuang was both delighted and afraid. She quickly clamped her legs together to prevent him from making any further moves.

Lin Wanrong knew he couldn't rush things, so he didn't pull her hands away. Instead, he turned his head and gently breathed into Xiao Yushuang's ear, laughing, "Yushuang, I want to devour you—" Hearing his sweet words, Xiao Yushuang's body was already ablaze with desire. She had no strength left to hold on and leaned softly into Lin Wanrong's arms. A

soft moan escaped her throat, her long eyelashes fluttered rapidly, and she murmured incessantly.

The two nestled together for a long time before finally, Lin Wanrong began to move. He slowly leaned his body against Xiao Yushuang, gently embracing her.

Gradually, his embrace tightened until he was holding her tightly, his hands restlessly slipping under her clothes, lightly caressing her waist.

"Mmm—mmm—" Xiao Yushuang let out a slight nasal sound from her high, pretty nose. Lin Wanrong's caresses gradually became bolder. He gently stroked her waist with one hand, slowly moving up to below her chest, and then back to her navel. His other hand secretly unbuttoned Xiao Yushuang's clothes, from bottom to top.

Xiao Yushuang was dressed in men's clothing, and to conceal her slight bulge, she had wrapped her breasts in silk satin. Because of this, she wasn't wearing any undergarments or bellybands. Once the front buttons of her men's clothing were undone, she was left with only a thin bodice, and her smooth abdomen was exposed to the air.

Slowly, Lin Wanrong's hand approached below the bodice.

Gently pulling on the edge, Xiao Yushuang's delicate and smooth breasts were thus faintly visible, and sometimes even the two nipples could be vaguely seen.

Xiao Yushuang was still immersed in Lin Wanrong's kiss, completely unaware that her upper body was about to be exposed to the man's eyes.

Although her youthful body wasn't fully developed, her delicate and tender beauty made Lin Wanrong pause for a moment.

The first time he was with Xiao Yushuang, Lin Wanrong's mind was mostly on Qiaoqiao and Guo Wuchang next door. The second time he secretly went to the second young lady's room for a rendezvous, both of them were very nervous, and Xiao Yushuang was shy, only turning on a dim light.

Never before had he been able to slowly appreciate the beauty before him.

While Lin Wanrong was still in a daze, Xiao Yushuang also came back to the taste of Lin Wanrong's kiss, her body beginning to writhe restlessly.

This reminded Lin Wanrong.

As if knowing the time was right, Lin Wanrong half-embraced, half-supported Xiao Yushuang's limp body against him, gently sat down on the edge of the bed, and then they both lay down, launching his full-scale attack, fully arousing Xiao Yushuang's desire.

"Ah—" A heavenly moan escaped her lips, followed by silent panting.

Lin Wanrong had already pulled Xiao Yushuang's bodice down to her waist.

Lin Wanrong's mouth landed on Xiao Yushuang's tender breasts, sucking on the bright red buds.

Reluctantly, he released the bud from his mouth, then moved to the top of another bud. This time, instead of sucking, he extended his tongue and quickly licked it up and down.

"Ugh—" Stimulated, Xiao Yushuang gasped for breath, as if she were about to suffocate.

She didn't notice that her lower garments had been quietly removed.

Only a thin underpants covered her most private area.

"No—my cousin—he could come back anytime—ah—" Feeling the coolness below, Xiao Yushuang regained some of her senses. She struggled to utter these words, as if making a final resistance. "

Don't worry—your cousin Guo is already having a great time with Qin Meiren—he won't pay attention to us for a while." Actually, Lin Wanrong was also a little surprised that he was so easily aroused today, but when the opportunity was right in front of him, there was no reason not to take it.

"Ah—no—um—uh—" Xiao Yushuang could barely breathe, but she was still worried that her cousin Guo would see her in this shameful state, so she struggled hard, but unfortunately, her body was completely powerless under the guidance of lust.

"Look at you, so hard, don't deceive yourself, relax—enjoy it—hmm?" Lin Wanrong continued to say provocative words.

"Oh—no—" Xiao Yushuang twisted her body with her last bit of strength, seemingly trying to escape Lin Wanrong's teasing, yet also seemingly welcoming his caresses and manipulations; she shook her head, as if trying to clear her mind, or perhaps the pleasure surging through her body made her feel overwhelmed.

"Yushuang, your body is so beautiful—" I said excitedly, my hand that was caressing her lower body suddenly clenched, extending my middle and index fingers together.

"Ah—" With a long sigh, all the twisting stopped instantly, Xiao Yushuang's soft, slender waist lifted off the bed, hovering in mid-air, her tender little buttocks, her taut, bent legs, her entire beautiful figure unguarded before the man.

All of this happened at the same time as the two fingers were inserted.

And her panties had long since been pulled aside by Lin Wanrong.

"Plop—plop" sounds followed, and Lin Wanrong's hand began to vibrate between Xiao Yushuang's legs.

"Did you hear that? You're so wet..." Lin Wanrong said lewdly to Xiao Yushuang.

"Your flower hole is so tight, do you dare say you don't feel anything? Hmm?" Lin Wanrong's words slowly led Xiao Yushuang into the abyss of lust, leaving her with no possibility of resistance.

The flush on her cheeks, her disheveled hair, and the glistening dew on her body showed that Xiao Yushuang's thirst for desire had been completely aroused.

Lin Wanrong removed the restraints from his lower body, his freed penis sprang forth, standing proudly. Reluctantly withdrawing his fingers, he turned and pressed down on Xiao Yushuang as she trembled and moaned. At the same time,

he kissed Xiao Yushuang's tightly clenched lips again, prying open her teeth while lowering his waist.

The head of his penis pressed against her flower hole, rubbing incessantly.

Xiao Yushuang's body arched tightly, her toes curled, her legs trembling. After a long period of caressing and teasing, she actually reached orgasm under these circumstances.

Lin Wanrong noticed this and considerately did not immediately penetrate, but continued to kiss Xiao Yushuang.

The dragon head didn't stop rubbing; instead, it felt the wet heat emanating from its lower body.

Suddenly, Lin Wanrong noticed that his dragon head was wet with a layer of mist, followed by a jet of water gushing from the flower stream—the inexperienced girl had actually urinated.

Lin Wanrong had seen Xiao Yushuang in this state before, outside Madam Xiao's room, but only now, experiencing it firsthand, did he realize that the girl beneath him was a rare beauty with a magnificent body.

This "Azure Sea Tide" was something Lin Wanrong had almost never seen in modern times; he never expected to encounter it on a young girl in this world.

However, as Lin Wanrong was lost in thought, he suddenly found his body completely powerless.

"Giggle—" A delicate laugh came from behind him.

Lin Wanrong turned his head with difficulty, and the stunning Qin Xian'er was already standing before him.

A lotus-like face, delicate lips, a blush on her cheeks, and a hint of shyness in her eyes; before she even spoke, she smiled.

A tight-fitting purple lily satin dress accentuated her beautiful figure, highlighting her curves and making her incredibly alluring.

However, for some reason, the completely naked Guo Wuchang stood beside her.

Could it be that Qin Xian'er had taken a liking to this idiotic stud? Lin Wanrong couldn't help but wonder.

Meanwhile, Qin Xian'er said, "Young Master Lin, I'll have to trouble you for a moment." Without waiting for Lin Wanrong's reply, she pulled him off the bed.

Her actions were comparable to Xiao Qingxuan's outbursts.

Lin Wanrong was inexplicably pulled aside, and then, as if Qin Xian'er had cast a spell on him, his body went numb, and he could only stand there dumbfounded, watching the show.

Guo Wuchang, however, had bloodshot eyes and moved with lightning speed.

As soon as Lin Wanrong was pulled away by Qin Xian'er, he swiftly took his place, straddling Xiao Yushuang.

The already erect head plunged deep into Xiao Yushuang's flower valley.

Xiao Yushuang, still savoring the afterglow of her climax, her eyes closed and brows furrowed, was instantly transported to another peak. She screamed hoarsely, her body trembling uncontrollably, unaware that she was now being penetrated by someone else.

Everything outside seemed to be shut out from her physical sensations.

The moment Guo Wuchang entered Xiao Yushuang's body, Lin Wanrong suddenly felt an immense sense of satisfaction.

Xiao Yushuang's reaction made this experience deeply imprinted in his mind.

Guo Wuchang began to thrust his hips incessantly, as if he had inexhaustible strength, his head driving in and out of Xiao Yushuang's flower path with wide, sweeping movements.

Each thrust penetrated deep into the heart of her flower.

Lin Wanrong understood that Qin Xian'er had somehow controlled Guo Wuchang, or perhaps given him some kind of powerful aphrodisiac, because he no longer resembled a human being, but rather a maddened beast.

At this moment, Xiao Yushuang, stimulated by her body, was completely responding to Guo Wuchang's thrusts. Her soft, slender legs were lifted by Guo Wuchang and placed on his shoulders, leaving most of her body suspended in the air, only her shoulders and head providing support. Her hands gripped the sheets tightly as she gasped for breath.

Suddenly, Guo Wuchang thrust deeply and stopped. Stimulated by this, Xiao Yushuang's legs tensed, then wrapped tightly around Guo Wuchang. He took another deep breath and began to thrust forcefully and rapidly.

Xiao Yushuang's flawless, long, and soft legs remained wrapped tightly around Guo Wuchang's lower back.

Lin Wanrong knew that Xiao Yushuang was now completely surrendered, both physically and mentally; in other words, she had been conquered.

From the moment he began teasing Xiao Yushuang at the table until now, Lin Wanrong's emotions had risen and fallen with her every move. At this moment, he suddenly felt as if he were standing on a cloud, the mere sight of her sending him an unparalleled thrill.

However, Lin Wanrong realized that he had somehow regained his mobility.

Without realizing it, he moved to Xiao Yushuang's side, a wicked smile on his face, his gaze fixed on her infatuated expression.

Finally, amidst increasingly sweet moans, Xiao Yushuang felt wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure wash over her, overwhelming her again and again. Her vulva burned, having been penetrated by Guo Wuchang thousands of times, her juices flowing freely. The wild and exquisite sensation made her blood boil.

When Guo Wuchang ejaculated, Xiao Yushuang was so overwhelmed by pleasure that she went limp and fainted on the spot… When she slowly awoke, opening her eyes, Xiao Yushuang was shocked to discover the identity of the man on top of her.

His head was still slowly thrusting inside her flower valley.

She tried to resist, tried to get up, but Guo Wuchang held her down. Xiao Yushuang didn't struggle; she just lay there blankly, sobbing. Lin Wanrong then realized the seriousness of the situation and grabbed Xiao Yushuang's shoulders. Xiao Yushuang immediately threw herself into Lin Wanrong's arms and cried loudly. Guo Wuchang, that idiot, was still thrusting. Lin Wanrong pushed him away, signaling him to stop. After ejaculating, although Guo Wuchang's body was still slowly thrusting, the effects of the medicine Qin Xian'er had given him had worn off, and he was somewhat sober.

Now, he realized that the person beneath him was actually his cousin, and he froze.

Lin Wanrong stroked Xiao Yushuang's arm, comforting her.

This was the first time Lin Wanrong had seen Xiao Yushuang cry so heartbrokenly. He was momentarily flustered, but he tried his best to calm himself down, regain control of the situation, and then launched into a long string of sweet talk, deceiving and bluffing until Xiao Yushuang gradually stopped crying.

Xiao Yushuang was, after all, just a child, and what had just happened made her more shy than afraid. Seeing how much Lin Wanrong cared for her, and considering that she didn't have a bad feeling towards her cousin Guo, and that she had never experienced that level of pleasure in her life, she gradually accepted the situation.

Xiao Yushuang regained consciousness. Lin Wanrong gestured for her to look at Guo Wuchang, who sat to the side with his usual simple-minded expression. "Someone like him will probably never find a good girl in his life. Besides, he and I have a good relationship, and he's always been nice to you. There's nothing wrong with us hanging out together." Xiao Yushuang looked up. "You really won't mind? After what happened, will you still like me? Will you despise me and not want me anymore?" "Silly girl, didn't I just say that? I really want this. How could I mind? Meeting you is the happiest thing in my life. How could I bear to leave you!" Seeing that Xiao Yushuang was no longer speaking, Lin Wanrong knew that she had basically accepted the truth.

But another wicked thought welled up in his mind.

So Lin Wanrong began to caress Xiao Yushuang again, and it took a lot of effort to make her moan softly again. Lin Wanrong smiled, knowing that it was about time, "Let Cousin Guo finish what he was doing earlier, okay?" Xiao Yushuang's face turned even redder, so Lin Wanrong woke up the dazed Guo Wuchang, told him Xiao Yushuang's thoughts, and asked him to come forward.

Guo Wuchang was also extremely stupid, and he didn't care who the woman was, just like a stud pig seeing a sow.

He aimed at Xiao Yushuang's flower core again in a daze, and thrust it to the deepest point. With the thrusting, Xiao Yushuang also cried out! Under the double effect, Xiao Yushuang could not resist climbing to a peak even higher than before.

Guo Wuchang, who brought Xiao Yushuang to orgasm, did not stop. The rapid thrusting continued, and therefore, Xiao Yushuang's peak continued. "Ah—I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die—ah—stop, stop—" Xiao Yushuang cried out, softly begging for mercy.

Lin Wanrong joined the fray again, sealing Xiao Yushuang's cherry lips with his mouth and teasing her pink buds with his hands. Guo Wuchang's hands were also busy; his left arm held Xiao Yushuang's jade-like leg, his hand grasped her soft, snowy waist, his own waist still trembling rapidly, while his right hand moved towards Xiao Yushuang's private parts, finding the clitoris and teasing the already swollen protrusion with his index fingertip.

Her body, still sensitive from orgasm, was further aggravated by the simultaneous attack on multiple erogenous zones. When Lin Wanrong's mouth left Xiao Yushuang's alluring lips, her weak lips remained open, saliva dribbling from the corners of her mouth, her body convulsing violently.

Seeing this, Lin Wanrong lifted his left leg over Xiao Yushuang's head, thrusting his erect member into her mouth.

Guo Wuchang, however, lifted Xiao Yushuang's left leg and began sucking on her delicate toes.

"Mmm—" Unable to resist, Xiao Yushuang could only let the two of them play with her beautiful body. Lin Wanrong's head thrust in and out of her cherry-like mouth, and Xiao Yushuang's delicate tongue, unable to escape, occasionally brushed against Lin Wanrong's sensitive areas. Her inexperienced oral skills made Lin Wanrong feel an immediate urge to ejaculate.

Suddenly, Guo Wuchang put down Xiao Yushuang's feet, and his waist began to vibrate violently.

Sensing the change, Xiao Yushuang's body, which had just relaxed a little, immediately tensed up, and she unconsciously began to suck on Lin Wanrong's penis, emitting indistinct moans.

"Uh!—" Guo Wuchang and Xiao Yushuang both groaned at the same time, and a soft "plop" sound could be heard. Then, Lin Wanrong also felt that he could not bear it any longer and tried to pull out his head, but it was too late. A thick stream of semen poured into Xiao Yushuang's mouth.

At this moment, Guo Wuchang lay on top of Xiao Yushuang, panting heavily, and Xiao Yushuang also opened her mouth wide, breathing heavily.

White liquid flowed continuously from the corners of her mouth, and the same substance also oozed from the point of contact between her and Guo Wuchang.

The three of them remained like this for a while. Lin Wanrong looked at Xiao Yushuang's body, a mess from all the playing, and his erection unconsciously regained its strength.

He glanced at Guo Wuchang and noticed that his eyes were still bloodshot, as if the effects of the drug hadn't worn off.

So he patted him, and Guo Wuchang understood. As he pulled out his erection, Xiao Yushuang cried out again—Lin Wanrong turned Xiao Yushuang's body over, arranging her in a half-prone, half-kneeling position.

Xiao Yushuang was now completely powerless; under his manipulation, her upper body lay prone on the bed, while her snow-white, plump buttocks were lifted high and arched backward.

Lin Wanrong saw Xiao Yushuang's swollen vulva and felt a pang of sadness. His gaze shifted, but lingered on the last untouched part of her body.

He reached from behind to his chest, grasping her tender breasts and teasing the erect buds. His other hand climbed onto her pert buttocks, parting them to find her budding anus.

"Ah—no—there—ah—" Xiao Yushuang cried out in alarm, as if she knew Lin Wanrong's intentions.

Lin Wanrong ignored her protests, lifting his waist and inserting the dragon head into her vagina from behind. He rubbed it a couple of times, gathering some of her vaginal fluid, before pulling it out.

He aimed it at Xiao Yushuang's delicate anus.

Xiao Yushuang had initially thought he was going to continue playing with her vagina, and had even felt a slight anticipation, but as soon as the dragon head emerged, a strange emptiness filled her body. She

twisted her waist restlessly.

Ignoring her reaction, Lin Wanrong slowly pushed the dragon head into her anus—"Ah—" The expected scream escaped Xiao Yushuang's lips, and her entire body stiffened.

Her anus was taut, refusing to relax even for a moment.

Gasping for breath, she groaned in pain… Lin Wanrong was now beyond stopping; his dragon head was gripped tightly by the folds of her anus, causing him to cry out in pleasure.

He continued to push in, and seeing Xiao Yushuang's pained expression gave him a sense of satisfaction. He had only one thought in his mind: the more pain Xiao Yushuang endured, the more pleasure she would feel.

Overwhelmed by this, Xiao Yushuang could no longer bear the weight of his body, nearly fainting from the pain, but her body remained loyal…

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