The Landlord's Pampered Daughter-in-Law 1-15

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Chapter 1 The more her breasts were massaged, the bigger they became, and the wetter she became…

“Take her to the bridal chamber…”

With this shout, Lin Ling was led into the room by the old woman.

After entering the room, she put down the black memorial tablet and straightened up, letting out a soft sigh. The little maid Qiao’er
stared at the bride’s charming appearance, her eyes wide with disbelief.

She had heard that the eldest young master’s wife was beautiful, the most beautiful young lady in the area. Even though her family was poor,
her scholar father had raised her well, and her brothers had always doted on her.

If it weren’t for the tragedy that befell the scholar’s family, how could they have so easily given this lovely young lady to the deceased
eldest young master?

Qiao’er glanced at the memorial tablet, thinking of that dashing eldest young master, and felt a pang of sadness. In truth,
this beautiful young lady was only barely a match for the eldest young master. But, what could she do when the eldest young master
went to sea and never returned, and everyone on that ship sank to the bottom of the sea?

The master and mistress, mindful of the hardship their eldest son endured to build the family fortune and his untimely death, wanted to ensure he had an heir .
They arranged for him to marry a young woman from a scholar's family, and later, adopt nephews from their brothers, so the eldest son's line wouldn't be cut off
.

"Young mistress, if you're tired, please go to sleep early. If you need anything, you can call me in to serve you," Qiao'er said with a smile, seeing
the bride's slight fatigue, and then withdrew.

Lin Ling waved her hand, yawning again. She had been woken up in the middle of the night and was truly exhausted
.

However, even though she was tired, she didn't want to sleep.

Closing the door and making sure no one was there, Lin Ling looked around the room and felt a little more at ease.

"Tonight, I hope there won't be any more of those strange dreams..."

she thought, covering her face. Thinking of the scenes in her dreams, she raised her hand and rubbed her swollen breasts.

Although she was only thirteen years old, her breasts were already very well-developed.

When she went out, no one said she was only thirteen; most people said she was fifteen.

In fact, there was a reason why her breasts had developed to such a degree.

Ever since she came to Chu Kui, a man had been rubbing her breasts every night, or licking her genitals.

Every time in her dreams, she was stimulated by the man to the point of being unable to stop, but she couldn't say it out loud. After all,
although , it was all just a dream.

Thinking this, she forced herself not to sleep, but eventually, she fell asleep.

Fog came in thick swirling waves, enveloping her whole body. In this thick fog, she was like a rootless duckweed.

"Ugh..." With just a slight movement, Lin Ling felt an annoying swelling in her chest.

"Little Ling'er..." The man's mellow and pleasant voice rang out. Just hearing this voice made her legs clench tightly
. She tried to open her eyes wide, wanting to see the man clearly. However, as usual, she could only see the man's figure,
not his face.

But even if she couldn't see clearly, she was convinced that this man was extremely beautiful and had a very good figure.

His jade-like hands gently cupped her chin, caressing it twice. The slightly cool sensation made her squirm. "My lord
..."

"Little Ling'er, today... is our wedding night, so what should we do today?"

"W-whether... should we do it..." Lin Ling was terrified. She knew this day would come sooner or later.
Because her lord had said he would properly marry her and make her his bride.

"But, I'm marrying... Young Master Luo..."

The
man As he spoke, he lifted her hand and placed it on his erect member.

There, a long, swollen mound throbbed. The touch made his member twitch; even through her clothes,
she could feel its burgeoning, murderous aura.

Her heart contracted with this murderous aura, burning with anxiety, yet strangely, she felt a strange longing.

The man slowly and deliberately undressed her, kneading her well-developed breasts.

"Hmm, my training these past two years hasn't been in vain; these are getting bigger and bigger."

A thirteen-year-old girl's breasts, no matter how large, shouldn't be too big to hold.
Yet , the man couldn't hold them with one hand; he cupped them with both, biting the trembling nipple.

"Oh..." The warmth, both hot and stimulating, made her scalp tingle, and she tightened her legs.

Lin Ling instinctively closed her vulva, but the man's kneading still caused her head to tilt back in discomfort, her
lips struggling to exhale. For a moment, she moaned and gasped as the man sucked and kneaded her.

"These breasts are nice, but unfortunately, they haven't produced any milk yet." As he spoke, the man opened his mouth and bit the nipple again,
pulling it outwards.

"Ah...it hurts...it's swollen..." Lin Ling's legs trembled, and she tried to push him away, but the man
leaned in, half-pressing down on her.

His naked body half-crouched over her, his erect penis pounding and rubbing against her vulva.

With each rough suck, his hands kneaded harder, but he stubbornly ignored her left
breast .

Lin Ling was in unbearable agony; she moaned, her legs kicking more violently, her slender waist trembling
as against him.

"My lord… my lord…"

Desire seemed like a bottomless abyss; she knew she shouldn't succumb, yet, when he drew near, she inexplicably
craved it.

For a moment, she couldn't control her moans. With each thrust, she cried out and retreated.
When his penis struck her vulva again, she gasped in pain, but the moment he withdrew, she clung to him again
.

Soon, her undergarments were soaked with his juices. "My lord, the left… the left…"

"What's wrong with the left?" The man pulled her nipple out, a little too long, causing her pain, and she
cried . She raised her hand and rubbed her nipples pitifully, "They're swollen...can I suck on them...?"

The man smiled wickedly, licking her areolas as he watched them bud and pricklyly eye them, his teasing
intent unmistakable.

Lin Ling, anxious, puffed out her cheeks and rubbed them herself. But she was weak; even squeezing her breasts until they were deformed
, she still couldn't satisfy herself. Usually, her husband's rubbing felt so good, so satisfying. Why did she feel so
empty and unbearable today?

"My lord, I want to suck...suck my milk..."

This coquettish plea caused the man to bite down on her nipples uncontrollably, silently cursing her as a little vixen.

He raised his hand and covered her nipples.

"Oh, so comfortable... It's still... it's my husband who's rubbing them so well."

"Little slut, you can't be lazy." He poked his penis hard into her palm, and the girl caught it,
causing it to swell even more. Watching the longan ooze lust, she gurgled, and a pool of lustful fluid flowed out from below.

"My husband... it's so big."

Seeing her blushing face, the man thrust smugly. "Once you swallow it, you'll
know it's not just big, it can make little Ling'er feel like she's in heaven..."

Chapter 2 The semen sprayed into her hot uterus, yet it felt cold...

Thinking of how this thing had once been half-inserted into her vagina, the ecstasy when it stretched open, and the indescribable trembling
, Lin Ling felt both anticipation and shyness. Seeing this pure and innocent little girl, the man leaned down
and kissed her deeply again.

"Little Ling'er, harder, brother... mmm, I like it."

The man's sudden panting came from her ear, like an electric current, and Lin Ling tightened her grip on his penis
. She squeezed, then released, repeating this over and over, which made the man close his eyes in ecstasy, thrusting forward continuously.

He moved up Lin Ling's leg, kissing her half-chubby little buns, gently biting them, leaving a tooth mark,
which made Lin Ling gasp and moan.

His hands massaged and rubbed her skin, kissing her lower abdomen, occasionally giving her a light kiss.

Until, his hands kneaded her large breasts.

Looking at that innocent childlike face, yet tinged with desire by his caresses, the man's eyes darkened, he lifted
one of legs, licking and kissing her while rubbing his penis against the outside of her flower.

Lin Ling thought it would be the same as before, just a few thrusts to make himself feel good and then it would be over.

But—

she didn't see it. The man's eyes darkened, a faint pang of tenderness flashing across them, and his body sank down.

Quickly and ruthlessly, he pierced her hymen with his penis.

"Ugh...no...don't..."

The moment her hymen broke, Lin Ling felt as if she were torn in two. She convulsed, pushing him away,
crying cursing him as a liar.

The man kissed her lips, constantly kneading her breasts.

He pushed and scraped them wave

after wave. His labia were also being rubbed incessantly. After several rounds, when the man began to thrust, Lin Ling experienced a wonderful
sensation.

It seemed that only the initial penetration hurt a little. Afterwards, it didn't hurt. Instead, she wondered
how her lower opening could be so magically stretched open, yet still able to receive such a thick, hard penis.

Through her tear-filled eyes, she curiously watched the man, his desire surging, as his thrusts became faster and faster,
finding it all incredibly novel.

Stared at by her innocent eyes, the man was both amused and annoyed. He grabbed her breasts hard, then thrust his hips in forcefully
.

"Ah..."

With this thrust, her breasts swayed, and a look of surprise appeared on her face. This infatuated look amused
the man, who gripped her waist with one hand and pounded into her with all his might.

"Ah...oh...no...don't...my lord...so strong..."

It was clearly a plea for mercy, but the man became even more vigorous upon hearing it.

He braced her legs, half-kneeling before the bed, leaning forward, and thrusting his penis in hard, then
withdrawing with all his might.

Each time, the woman's breasts swayed, and the man thrust harder and harder.

Watching her alluring and wanton, he only wanted to make her cry and beg.

Lin Ling felt this was a dream, it must be a dream, so she cried out without fear.

Each time his penis entered, she could feel its bulging veins scraping against her tender flesh, then rubbing against her before withdrawing with all his might
and thrusting in hard again. Each time, she felt like crying, like retreating, but her body was
as . When he withdrew, she craved more, wanted to be penetrated deeper.

So, as soon as his penis withdrew, she pressed herself against him. After he thrust back in, she cried and
screamed trying to retreat.

This repeated itself, only making the man more ruthless and fierce.

He thrust into her forcefully, grabbing her hair, and soon they were on the edge of the bed.

The man pulled her legs onto the bed, his penis still inside her, and stood up,
gripping her waist and lashing her hard.

Her round, fleshy buttocks felt like hitting a ball of flesh with each thrust.

Each time, she would gasp and lunge forward. But the man held her hair, not allowing her to
dodge his thick, long penis.

After a few thrusts, Lin Ling felt her whole body trembling, her lower abdomen feeling as if a penis was piercing it
.

"No...no..."

Tears streamed down her face as she screamed in terror, lunging forward. But the man breathed even harder
, pounding and kneading her with his penis.

Pleasure slowly intensified.

Lin Ling couldn't take it anymore; she twisted her body frantically, begging for mercy.

"My lord...please, don't fuck me anymore, you'll break me...oh, break me..."

Crying so hard, she couldn't distinguish between pleasure and pleasure anymore. She only felt stars flashing before her eyes,
her legs unconsciously opening to accommodate the man's faster and fiercer thrusts.

And the man, with his thick, swollen penis, thrust and pounded... ramming and penetrating haphazardly without any rhyme or reason
.

"Oh...ah..."

"My lord...my lord..."

Lin Ling felt like she was being fucked to death at this moment.

The frenzied pleasure accumulating within her, the uncontrollable ecstasy, made her scream,
kneading her breasts, kneeling, shouting, convulsing, reaching her first orgasm.

Water gushed out.

The man, his eyes bloodshot, suddenly raised his hand and slapped her vulva hard.

"Ugh...no...it hurts..."

A slight pain, combined with the lingering afterglow of her orgasm, made Lin Ling tremble again, clenching her vulva tightly.

The man cursed her as a vixen and began to thrust hard again, gritting his teeth.

Gushes of vaginal fluid spurted out, and Lin Ling's throbbing, hot body trembled, pressing herself
closer to accommodate more of the man's penis.

Cold? How could a man's ejaculation be cold?

Inside her. The sensation of that icy semen rushing against her was so intense, especially since her vulva, rubbed by the penis
, was already burning hot. Yet, what the man ejaculated was extremely cold.

This feeling was so strong that Lin Ling suddenly woke up.

She gasped for breath,

trembling as she touched her breasts.

Her breasts were still so large, but there was a puddle of moisture underneath.

She felt incredibly embarrassed. It was clearly just a dream, so why did she have this…
illusion that everything in the dream had actually happened?

Reaching out, she parted her tender flesh, and frowned again. Those two sides… were slightly red and swollen. So, was this really her virginity being taken
on her wedding night?

She looked up at the door latch, but it was securely latched. How could anyone be there?

So, was all of this a dream, or had she really been violated?

And, was that stream of extremely cold semen inside her real, or fake?

Chapter 3 Strip her naked, fuck her

until she screams... Outside, Qiao'er lowered her head, biting her lip, staring at the door for a long time before turning to leave.

She was, after all, someone assigned to serve the eldest young mistress, and her mother had said that the eldest young master
had been kind to them in the past, so she should treat the eldest young mistress well. She had come to check on the young mistress earlier out of concern. Little did she
expect hear the young mistress's various lewd moans outside.

Such sounds were not unfamiliar in the Luo family mansion; the Luo landlord himself was
a man of excellent health and stamina. The first wife had only given birth to a son and a daughter; the eldest young master was the one who died at sea, and the fifth young lady was
also born of the same mother. In the other parts of the mansion, there were nearly seven sons and daughters born to concubines. The youngest
was now thirteen years old, and most of the children in the mansion were married.

Every night, if one wasn't careful, one could occasionally hear those lewd sounds in the Luo mansion.

Because of the landlord Luo's philandering ways, he felt it wasn't quite right to leave his eldest son alone at the bottom of the sea;
otherwise, there wouldn't be this talk of finding a wife. However, the landlord Luo only wanted to find a girl born in an unlucky year, month, and hour
, never expecting to end up with a young lady from a down-on-her-luck scholar's family. Moreover, this
young lady was so beautiful; there probably wasn't anyone as beautiful in the whole area.

"Perhaps I misheard. The young mistress doesn't seem like that kind of disreputable person."

Qiao'er shook her head, thinking it was all just a hallucination.

The next morning, she got up early to comb the young mistress's hair, only to find some red marks on the back of her neck.

"Young mistress, why do you have red marks?"

"Oh, it's just that my skin is too sensitive; it easily leaves marks. Maybe the bed wasn't comfortable last
night ."

Even though her family was impoverished, her bed was always the softest. This bed was
n't very .

Qiao'er looked again, puzzled, then hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping herself. She wanted to say that the red marks didn't look like they came from the bed
; instead… they looked like they'd been roughly kissed. But last night, the young mistress was alone in the room,
and no one else had entered. Perhaps she was just overthinking things.

The daughter-in-law took the tea from her hand. Although the madam smiled, the sadness in her eyes made Lin Ling's heart clench
.

"Good child, from now on, Mother will treat you well." Looking at her flower-bud-like daughter-in-law, Madam Su
almost cried. If her son were still alive,
how much she would love such a delicate and seemingly well-mannered daughter-in-law!

But now, her son was gone, and this flower-bud-like girl would henceforth be left alone in her
empty room , never to experience the joys of love again. Thinking this, her heart clenched tightly, and she held Lin Ling's hand
, speechless, tears welling in her eyes.

Landlord Luo, thinking of his outstanding son, wasn't exactly happy either. However, seeing such a beautiful
daughter-in-law brought him some comfort. After all, he had done right by his son. At least,
none of his sons in the manor were as beautiful as this daughter-in-law.

Although the other five sons of the Luo family were all born to concubines, with the eldest son gone, they all
had a chance. So, when they looked at their new sister-in-law today, their gazes were... quite blatant.

The second son of the Luo family only glanced at Lin Ling subtly, secretly sighing. This woman had such a large bust and wide
hips, yet her waist was so slender that it could be encircled by one hand. He had seen countless beauties, but none
of them were as outstanding as her.

Such a glamorous and charming woman, he feared the third son might not be able to resist. He secretly observed the third son, and sure enough
, the third son of the Luo family was completely mesmerized.

He gulped, his gaze lingering on Lin Ling's swollen breasts. He secretly measured them,
calculating that one hand wouldn't be enough to grasp them. Such a captivating, shy
beauty was a pity she was a widow for his deceased brother.

What a pity, what a pity! If she were his own, he'd strip her naked every day and have his way with her,
constantly holding her breasts and penetrating her vagina—it would be indescribably wonderful.

Just thinking about it made his penis throb uncomfortably.

Fortunately, everyone's attention was focused on the bride, and they didn't notice his shameful behavior.

The Luo family's sons could temporarily conceal their illicit thoughts. However, the uncles'
greetings to Lin Ling were somewhat unfair.

After all, the Luo family's eldest son was the most successful in the family.

But his brothers below him... well, that's a different story. Having grown accustomed to exploiting the wealthy, everyone in the Luo family
had developed an arrogant and self-important attitude. Even the eldest brother's wife, so beautiful and
stunning beauty was undeniable
.

When Luo's fourth uncle saw the captivating Lin Ling, this man in his thirties experienced
his heart race for the first time.

As Lin Ling performed the traditional junior's greeting, he grabbed her hand, saying, "My dear nephew's wife, your fourth uncle will cherish you
from now on ."

Meanwhile, his fourth aunt coughed, glaring fiercely at Lin Ling.

Lin Ling panicked, unsure how to react.

The eldest wife spoke coldly, "Fourth brother, although you are an elder, there is still a difference between men and women. Holding my
wife is against etiquette."

Lin Ling quickly pulled her hand back. The man's fingers had just been rubbing against her palm, and the feeling was like lard sticking to
it , making her want to wash her hands.

"Well, I just felt sorry for my nephew's wife, being a young widow. As an elder, I should show her some love
. Here, this is a gift from your uncle."

Being publicly called out by his elder sister-in-law, Luo Si was secretly annoyed, but just one glance at Lin Ling, his eyes falling on her bulging
chest, made his entire lower body act up. On the side, Luo Liuye, who was only in his twenties, looked at him and secretly curled
his lip. However, after subtly sizing up Lin Ling, he had to admit that she was a bewitching
woman. With her around, the Luo family would probably never be peaceful again.

And in fact, because of this appearance, Luo Siye, an uncle of the Luo family, couldn't hold back.

Among the younger generation, Luo Sanmao was the most distressed. Thinking of Lin Ling's beautiful face and
her body that made one want to groan at first sight, the two of them couldn't wait to release their pent-up desires by pinning down the
maids .

But afterwards, Luo Sishu was even more distressed. While having sex with the woman beneath him, he was still thinking about
his nephew's wife, who could bewitch a man's soul…

Chapter 4 A large pen inserted into her vagina, twisting wildly… Seeking pearls, seeking pearls…

While he was thinking about his nephew's wife's large breasts, on the other hand, the seemingly calm Luo
Ershu had been sitting there steadily since entering the backyard. Until—

the extremely alluring Aunt Xu, dancing and swaying, leisurely taking off her clothes, watching
the man staring intently at her, she smiled smugly.

"Second Master... I'll dance for you..."

The Second Master enjoyed sensual things, even his house was decorated with various romantic touches.

For example, he liked women who danced beautifully, and he loved all things beautiful. However, what Aunt Xu didn't know
was that while the Second Master was looking at her, his mind was also filled with the image of his nephew's wife, so
alluring and captivating, that morning.

In this entire mansion, Landlord Luo was a capable man, adept at expanding his territory and wealth. But the Second Master
was also a capable man. However, there was one thing: Second Master Luo was rather picky when it came to women.

Even when taking concubines, he had to be one in a hundred. In his entire life, he only took two concubines; his principal wife had
long since passed away. But either of those two concubines was a beauty among beauties.

Even someone as composed as him couldn't deny that upon seeing Lin Ling today, the Second Master was
stunned by the girl's vibrant energy, her shy and alluring demeanor, and her captivating figure.

He had always envisioned the perfect woman in his mind, and Lin Ling, whom he saw this morning,
perfectly embodied that ideal. So beautiful, with such a slender waist, and those tiny feet, swaying with every step
. Wouldn't it be incredibly beautiful to have her dance on his hands?

And those large breasts—wouldn't they be stunning if painted with something? Thinking this,
the Second Master's penis hardened.

Aunt Xu simply assumed that the Second Master's rapid arousal was due to her alluring dance.
She proudly stripped down to only her bodice and a uniquely tailored silk skirt. In fact
, with each leg lift and shift of her body during her dance, her vulva and long, slender legs were subtly revealed.

Beauty isn't about being naked; it's about catching a glimpse of something beautiful,
then disappearing again with a turn. But as you wait, it reappears, a little bit more. This cycle repeats, allowing you
to conjure countless beauties and imagine even more scenes.

Aunt Xu raised her legs high, turning to the side, her alluring figure revealing its most beautiful curves, captivating
the man 's eyes and drawing his soul. Finally, the man beckoned, and the woman, smiling, fluttered towards him like a butterfly.

"Second Master..."

He picked up a brush, stroking the woman's silky skin as he gently traced lines with the brush.
Soon , a series of exquisite flowers bloomed on the woman's back.

He extended the branches downwards, finally landing between her buttocks, then suddenly thrust the brush tip between her legs.

"Oh... Master, you're so naughty..." Aunt Xu, startled by the large brush,
clutched her breasts, turned, and tried to kiss the Second Master. However, the man simply covered her eyes with his hand, leaving them half-
closed , while he manipulated the large calligraphy brush with one hand and stroked his own penis with the other.

He panted, his mind still preoccupied with the thought that this was his nephew's wife beneath him.

"Oh... little vixen..."

Aunt Xu writhed her hips, assuming the man was aroused by her and was calling out. She spread her legs, constantly moving in sync
with the man's large brush.

The brush inserted itself, the bristles stinging her slightly, yet also causing a slight itch. Occasionally, the man
would add a few strokes, as if painting. This caused Aunt Xu both discomfort and ecstasy
.

She writhed her hips, moaning incessantly, her juices flowing like water.

"Second Master... Second Master..."

she screamed, her body convulsing and twitching in sync with the brush, turning her head to look at the Second Master's still-stroking penis,
the large, purple thing now throbbing, with pre-ejaculate seeping from the glans. The man's veins bulged from masturbating, but
he only panted, his once refined and handsome face now filled with ecstasy.

"Demon... oh... come, again..."

His left hand stirred and thrust wildly, making Aunt Xu's plump buttocks sway round and hard.

"Dad, I want your penis, give it to me, I want it inside to stop the itch."

She was going crazy, the pubic hair was quite good. But the pubic hair tickled her heart.

Aunt Xu's buttocks slammed against the penis, it was already deep, but with each stirring of that
center point , that slight itch made her want more. But the pubic hair only made it itchier and more uncomfortable inside.

She twisted and rubbed her breasts, tilted her head back, and screamed incessantly.

Her plump buttocks twisted into an arc.

Master Luo also masturbated faster, he rubbed the skin raw, not caring about the pain, just thrusting his lower abdomen forward repeatedly
.

"Ah... Ling... Lingling... Lingling... Ling'er..."

In the throes of passion, Aunt Xu thought he was calling her by her childhood nickname, Lingling. She didn't realize that
the Lingling he was calling was her nephew's wife. She also didn't realize that the man's mind was only on Lin Ling's large
breasts and her alluring, cherry-like lips, and he was already uncontrollably aroused.

Beads of sweat dripped down his face as he masturbated with his right hand and thrust violently with his left, ignoring Aunt Xu's cries of
pain , screams, and writhing hips.

"Oh...ah..."

he jerked forward and then back, screaming and hissing, his hot semen spraying onto the woman's buttocks,
dripping down her legs.

The man, drenched in sweat, was still trembling uncontrollably, his body pounding with desire.

The woman turned away in grievance, kissing him, licking up the last drop of semen, then taking his slightly limp penis into
her mouth, rubbing his testicles, hoping they would still swell and release more semen into her uterus, so she could have a son or daughter
…

But after his climax, the man pushed her away without hesitation, looking at her with disgust, and finally
turned and left.

This sight stunned Aunt Xu. Although the master hadn't particularly loved her before, at least
he hadn't shown way he looked at her just now clearly showed his dislike. Until

she was made the principal wife, a concubine was no different from a servant.

She panicked, while the second master was extremely agitated.

After entering his private room, he opened the scroll in the back cabinet. Pulling out the figure in the painting, the second master's eyes filled
with excitement.

If any members of the Luo family were here, they would have noticed that the person in the painting bore a striking resemblance to the current eldest son's wife—
Lin Ling!

Chapter 5 It contracted slightly, then exhaled a trace of lewd, watery liquid…

On the second night of her marriage, Lin Ling was still afraid of making a fool of herself, so she declined Qiao'er's company. Qiao'er observed for a few days
, and there were no other sounds coming from the young mistress's room at night, so the lewd sounds she heard on her wedding night were probably just her imagination
.

Feeling she had misunderstood the young mistress, Qiao'er served her even more diligently afterward, and slowly, their relationship
deepened. This

was evident in how she would fight back with her sharp tongue whenever someone in the Luo household tried to bully Lin Ling.
She would also tear apart those who flattered and snobbish the kitchen staff when they tried to cut back on her snacks and meals.

After several such incidents, everyone in the house knew that the maidservant beside the young mistress was a fiery temper
.

She could sleep soundly through the night without being bothered by those erotic dreams, and her mother-in-law was very caring towards her. This kind
of life made Lin Ling feel a little more relaxed. However, after failing to dream of that person on the tenth night, she
felt listless. On

the fifteenth day, she became restless and irritable, finding fault with everything.

Finally, she took a nap alone in her room, hoping to fall asleep, but the newly changed
sheets , causing her to shudder. Only then did she belatedly realize that she was thinking about the wicked and
malevolent figure in her dream.

In her dreams, she never clearly saw the man's face, but she fantasized about the most handsome man
— she had run away from as a child in a fit of pique, only to be chased by a vicious dog and run headfirst
into.

She remembered looking up then, his dark eyes fixed on her, his beautiful features that she couldn't look away from
, and the memory of that day still warmed her for many years to come. After the girl developed hazy feelings
, what she missed was still that face…

Yes, the beauty-loving girl, since the age of seven, had always felt that the
man she bumped into, who even blinked at her with a captivating, almost electrifying gaze, and who then offered her a piece of chestnut cake, was the one she still craved
. She believed that there was no better dessert in the world than chestnut cake.
Thinking of his starry eyes and his well-defined hands as he offered her the cake…

there was no man like him in the world.

With her eyes closed, she breathed heavily, her hand constantly rubbing her genitals. Until a stream of fluid came out, she tilted her head back, exhaling
continuously , rubbing her breasts with her left hand and her genitals with her right.

Amidst the swirling stars, she vaguely saw that blurry face revealing a wicked smile.

She suddenly came to her senses, and only then did she realize that she had been masturbating.

If in the past, in her dreams, she was always being sucked on and fondled in her genitals by that person, and every night she would be made to hold a
jade pendant or something, she could blame these lewd acts on men. But now, during the day, while she was just taking a
nap , she was actually masturbating…

Having always been strictly disciplined, she felt like she had become a shameless woman. She was bewildered; who would have thought that
the person who hadn't had a erotic dream in so long would enter her dreams again? Strangely enough, this time, even though she
could only clearly see the eyes in the dream, everything else was blurry, but those eyes felt familiar.
After a moment of stunned silence, she vaguely remembered—weren't those eyes the handsome older brother she had met during her escape years ago?

"My lord, is that you?"

"Yes, I'm here." The man's burning gaze lingered on her. She felt a little shy, but still
managed a big smile. "I can see your eyes now, but your eyes look like someone I know
."

The man's initial pleasure suddenly turned sour at these words. He reached out and covered her nipple with his large hand. "Hmm?"

With a slight pressure, her breast hurt, and she squirmed slightly. "My lord, when I was little, I met an
older brother who gave me the best chestnut cake."

The man blinked, then pulled her close and kissed her, biting her little lips. "So you like that person
, hmm?"

Sensing danger, Lin Ling shook her head in fright. "I like my lord." Her survival instinct was still strong. The man kissed her breast with
satisfaction , taking it into his mouth like a child suckling, kneading the other breast while sucking hard, as
if there really was milk inside.

Her sensitive body trembled as she was sucked and kneaded like this. "My lord... from now on, I'll call you Dream Lover,
okay?"

"Are you resentful that I can only be with you in my dreams?" The man tugged at her nipple again, glancing up at her
. Lin Ling swallowed hard, startled. "My lord, I'm not resentful..."

He straddled her, removing his clothes to reveal his large, erect penis, rubbing it against her vulva...
He kneaded her body.

"Silly girl, the more you love me, the sooner we can meet in reality.
The deeper our feelings for each other grow, the sooner we'll meet."

"Huh?"

Lin Ling was a little dazed from his kiss and opened her mouth to ask, not quite understanding. But the man suddenly sealed her lips with his kiss,
his tongue wildly plunging inside, sucking on her little cloves with fervor. His hands were kneading and pushing
her . His kiss was deep, and his breath was incredibly intense. Even though he hadn't penetrated her, his thick, hard penis still made
Lin Ling tremble all over.

"Dream lover..."

She was extremely thirsty, and under the man's caresses, she slowly opened her legs, revealing her gushing flower.

Even though Jing Po had seen countless young women's flowers, he was still attracted by its beauty.

Her plump, smooth vulva, pink and round, resembled the plumpest steamed bun,
with . Even before it was fully opened, one could feel how alluring the nectar within was.

He kissed from her lower abdomen to her vulva, using the tip of his tongue to pry open the slit, gently licking it. The little girl trembled and clutched
the sheets . "Dream lover..."

Her eyes were hazy, gradually reaching a climax, but she was still not completely relaxed.

He gently lifted one of her legs, and her parted vulva, like a flower in full bloom, revealed the pink little hole in the middle.
He blew on it, and it contracted slightly, releasing another wisp of lustful fluid.

Chapter 6 He fucked her hard, filling half a gourd with juice...

He picked up a little, sucked on it, and looked at her, finally clicking his tongue, "So fragrant..."

Lin Ling kicked him shyly, "No... it's dirty..." Her soft, meowing voice was
like . The man smiled and suddenly produced a jade gourd as if by magic.

He gestured, "Little Ling'er, do you think this gourd can be filled with your daughter's red wine today..."

"Huh?"

Fill it with what?

Seeing her stunned expression, the man smiled even more smugly.

"You think the first time I fixed you in certain places? It's because I wanted to collect your primordial essence.
I'll nourish you with your primordial essence every day, so we can be together every day from now on."

Lin Ling was still confused, but the man clearly didn't want to explain any further.

He suddenly stuck his tongue in and licked and bit her fleshy lips.

"Ah..."

Lin Ling couldn't take it and convulsed as she pushed him away. But he forcefully spread his legs wide, exposing her plump vulva.
That fleshy slit trembled with every lick and hook, and a stream of juice dripped into the gourd.

"No...so embarrassing..."

"Ling'er, don't be embarrassed at all. You know I love it when you're passionate in bed. Get warm, okay?"

He said "okay," but he thrust deeper inside, his hot breath making her vulva contract and tremble. Lin Ling
clutched the sheets, moaning incessantly.

Qiao'er, who was outside going to the toilet, was startled. Trembling, she pierced the window and looked inside.
There was no one else in the room. It was the eldest young mistress, her hands supporting her breasts, her legs in a strange position,
half-hanging in the air. It looked like she was having sex with a man. But...the eldest young mistress was the only
one in the bed.

Before she could take a closer look, Qiao'er's vision went black, and her body stiffened. She stared in horror, her heart
filled . She wanted to call for help, but no sound came out. This strange state frightened her so much that
she turned and walked away stiffly. Until she returned to the room, she collapsed onto the bed.

In a daze, she seemed to see a pair of eyes staring intently at her, eyes that bore a striking resemblance to the eldest young master's.
However , the usually gentle and refined eldest young master seemed extremely angry today.

A faint warning echoed in her ear: "From now on, don't spy on her."

Upon closer inspection, a slight pain shot through her head, and she drifted into a deep, sweet dream.

Inside the room, Lin Ling's legs were dangling in the air. In fact, in her dream, her legs were indeed resting on a man's arms
, and the man slightly lifted her buttocks, thrusting his thick, long penis deep inside.

"Oh..."

she cried, clutching the sheets, pulling

her head back, and involuntarily moaning. Her tender, filled vagina was pounded in and then withdrawn with full force.

Her vaginal walls were quickly stretched open and then rapidly closed, each time the penis was pulled out, glistening with lustful fluid.

The man leaned forward, thrusting hard while kneading her large breasts.

"Dream lover, dream lover..." Lin Ling moaned and called out as the man thrust into her. Her face was covered in sweat from
desire . As the man got excited, he suddenly covered her mouth with his. "Little vixen..."

His penis slammed into her.

"Oh..." Her clitoris contracted sharply. With her mouth covered, she couldn't cry out, so she desperately thrust into the man.
But the man grabbed her and said, "Hold on tight."

He shoved his penis into her hand. "Catch it."

"Ugh..." She twisted her buttocks in protest, not wanting to take it, only wanting to sway to his rhythm.

She moaned softly, wanting to do this hard work. But the man wouldn't let her
be lazy .

He bit her breasts while thrusting into her lower abdomen. Afraid of falling, she squeezed her legs tightly around the man, her arms wrapped
around him, being fucked and pulled along, whimpering all the while.

The petite woman, legs spread wide, had a thick penis thrusting in with all its might, each thrust causing a small bulge in her lower
abdomen .

The man's muscular body was taut, and she could feel the pain of her breasts being squeezed against him.

Reaching the corner, the man placed her on a chair in front of the dressing table. He made her kneel on the chair, lifting her hips
before she lay down, and then he thrust in hard again.

"Oh!"

She opened her arms, barely managing to hold onto the dressing table to keep from falling. Looking at her reflection in the mirror,
her cheeks flushed and her eyes misty with desire, she felt extremely ashamed. This shame caused her to tighten her grip on the man again.

"Oh...you little slut..." *

Slap slap slap*...the man gave her two slaps, and Lin Ling gasped again, tightening her grip.

Penetration was difficult, but it only drove the man wilder. This warm, burning orifice, only when
tightly connected could he feel a breath of life.

Gritting his teeth, the man had only one impulse: to smash her to pieces and make her scream.

Seeing his face contorted with excitement, Lin Ling wiggled her little bottom.

She stared blankly at the two frenzied figures in the mirror. The man's eyes were half-closed, looking like
a tiger poised to pounce, but the penis thrusting into her was penetrating deeply with each stroke.

Her large breasts swayed violently from his thrusts, creating a scene of fluttering waves.

"Isn't it beautiful?" The man bit her nape, like a wild beast nibbling at its mother. He kneaded
her breasts, then pressed down hard, thrusting into her from behind as well.

"Oh...no, don't go any deeper, ooh..."

she screamed, twisting and turning wildly. But the man wouldn't let her back down. He grabbed her hair
, thrusting into her hard while kissing her passionately.

He kneaded her breasts horizontally. With these places being invaded, she felt a tingling sensation on her scalp, her waist
swaying wildly with the man's rhythm.

"Ooh...my lover...my lover..."

she trembled, convulsing.

Lin Ling's hand holding the gourd was almost unsteady. But the man showed no sign of letting her go.
He spread her legs a little wider, gripped her waist, and slapped her repeatedly…

“Oh…so deep…my lover…my lover…it’s ruined, it’s ruined…”

She didn’t know that the woman in front of the dressing table, her mouth agape, her hair disheveled, was being pounded into by the man again and again
. The man’s breath grew heavier and stronger as her breasts swayed.

The two were about to reach climax, and the man couldn’t care less about anything else, thrusting into her relentlessly. Lin Ling
wept , shaking her head and sobbing.

At this moment, Jing Po’s vigilance was at its lowest.

The Second Master stared dumbfounded at his nephew’s wife, her clothes disheveled, lying on the large bed in the room. She was in a strange
position, her eyes half-closed, rubbing her upper body and trembling below. The sheets were soaked. It was just
a pity that her clothes hadn’t been removed.

Unable to contain himself any longer, he got up and began to pull the window latch...

Chapter 7 Your Body Is So Warm...

"Slap slap..."

"No...no, Menglang...Menglang..."

Convulsing and screaming, the two kissed. But, in Second Master's eyes, Lin Ling suddenly turned around,
opened her mouth, and kept swallowing and inhaling.

He suddenly felt cold all over. This wasn't right.

His nephew's wife was...clearly having sex with someone. But where was that person?

Thinking that Lin Ling was the betrothed ghost of his nephew, his back tingled. He gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

Inside her womb, the glans was still throbbing. The cold aura made Lin Ling a little more awake. She turned back and kissed
the man's hand, "Menglang, why are you cold?"

His body against hers was stiff. It was at this moment that Lin Ling realized that, in fact, from beginning to end, whenever
Menglang was close to her, his body was slightly cold.

"Girl, will you hate me like this?" After asking, he bit
her neck fiercely like a ravenous wolf. "Even if you hate me, I won't let you leave. You are my wife, and once a wife, you will always
be my wife."

"It hurts, it hurts..."

Lin Ling groaned softly. Outside, her second uncle only heard a groan. He, who was initially afraid to leave, was
now no longer afraid. He gritted his teeth, placed a Buddhist artifact on his person, and said, "Nephew's wife, your aunt wants you to go
and help look at the embroidery pattern."

As he spoke, he pushed open the door.

The door was only slightly ajar, and Lin Ling never expected her second uncle to push it open like that.
She panicked for a moment, feeling a chill on her body. She opened her eyes and realized that this was not a good situation.

She hurriedly got up and straightened her clothes. "Second Uncle, I'm coming right away. Please wait outside
for a moment ..."

"Little Ling'er, Second Uncle heard you moaning just now. Perhaps you're not feeling well. Come, let Uncle take a look at you."

Looking at this beautiful woman with disheveled clothes and rosy cheeks, her full breasts swelling with every breath
, he could imagine the intoxicating sensation of sucking them.

"Second Uncle, I didn't..." Lin Ling panicked and tried to jump off the bed. However, Second Uncle Luo stepped forward and
directly pressed her down. "Little Ling'er..."

"Let go."

Looking at the man's bloodshot lustful eyes, Lin Ling knew perfectly well that Second Uncle had lustful thoughts about her. She kicked out.
But Second Uncle Luo pounced on her. "Little Ling'er, Uncle will only have one taste, let me have one taste..."

The man's disgusting mouth came closer, and Lin Ling screamed in fright. But the more she struggled,
the more her breasts heaved. Second Uncle Luo panted heavily and opened his mouth to bite her clothes.

"Help, Qiao'er..."

"Bang..."

Just then, Uncle Luo was hit hard on the back of the head with a stick.

Qiao'er trembled and pulled Lin Ling over, "Young Mistress... this... this..."

The little girl's eyes widened, and she rushed over again with the stick. But even at this moment, Uncle Luo still wanted to
pounce on Lin Ling.

It was only after Qiao'er raised the stick that he sobered up a bit, "Nephew's wife, Uncle was drinking just now
, and the servants mistakenly brought me here. I apologize for the intrusion."

With that one sentence, he turned and left.

After he left, Lin Ling was so frightened that she went forward to bolt the door, turned around, hugged Qiao'er, and burst into suppressed sobs.

"Young Mistress, don't be afraid. My mother is the second manager of this backyard, and my father is the manager of the estate. They instructed us
not to let you be bullied. These lecherous devils, I knew they wouldn't have good intentions."

Qiao'er's comforting words made Lin Ling sob and collapse on her shoulder. She was really scared just now. But why
did she have that dream even though it was only daytime?

"Young Madam, I was sleeping just now, but suddenly I felt so cold, a bone-chilling cold
woke me up, and just then I heard you calling for help. Thank goodness, thank goodness, it's all thanks to heaven, otherwise…"
The consequences would have been unimaginable.

Lin Ling, who was already feeling sad, trembled when she heard her say she'd woken up from the cold.

"You, how were you cold?"

"Huh?" Qiao'er frowned, but finally explained, "It was a bone-chilling cold. It wasn't
the usual surface-level cold, it was really strange."

Lin Ling opened her mouth. At this point, if she were to continue deceiving herself, saying it was all just a dream, it wouldn't
make sense .

In other words, starting three years ago, the Ye Lang in her dream... he was probably... that kind of person. Thinking of
him in her dream, Lin Ling wasn't afraid at all; on the contrary, she felt a strange sense of hope.

If a normal person heard this, they would surely say that this girl was delusional. But in fact, Lin Ling wasn't
afraid at all. It all went back to the first time she met the dream lover three years ago...

That time, while visiting her cousin's house, she went to the beach with them to walk on the sand, collect seashells washed ashore
, and, not paying attention, slippery rocks and fell into the sea, choking on some water.

Her cousins pulled her out, saving her life, but she remained unconscious with a high fever.

She kept walking forward in a fog, calling out to her parents and brothers, but she
couldn't find them no matter how hard she looked. Finally, she seemed to fall into the cold seawater again.

She burst into tears, terrified. In her deepest despair, a figure stood before her.

He stared at her for a long time, and as she lowered her head in shame, the man reached out and gently took her delicate hand.

The moment she was pulled from the icy pool, Lin Ling smiled foolishly. "Thank you, thank you, big brother."

The man just stared at her silently, and finally, in a hoarse voice, gently stroked her face, "How could you have barged in here
? Your body is so warm. Who are you? And who am I…?"

At that moment, Meng Lang's voice was confused, like a lost child. Lin Ling felt
a sharp pain in her heart. She hugged him, "Big brother, are you cold? Lin Ling is holding you. My name is Lin Ling, I'm the daughter of Lin
Xiucai . Big brother, are you still cold?"

Meng Lang stood there stiffly for a long time, then lifted her chin and very earnestly tasted her lips.
There was no desire, just a pure desire to test the warmth.

Perhaps it was too warm, Meng Lang inhaled for a long time, finally tightening his embrace around her. "Lin Ling, from now on you
will be my Ling'er, okay?"

"No, I belong to my parents. Only my husband can have me." Mother said that she belongs to her parents
, and she will belong to her husband in the future.

"Hehe, my little Ling'er... You must be the best gift the Sea God gave me. Ling'er, it feels so good and warm to be near
you . I'm sorry, I just want to kiss you. But you are too young, I won't
hurt you in any other way..."

From then on, Meng Lang would come to her dreams almost every night. In his dreams, he taught her magic and
how to read and write. But after they became familiar, he mostly caressed and rubbed her body, her breasts...

"Qiao'er, the eldest young master... was he in an accident a few years ago?"

Qiao'er was puzzled. The young mistress didn't even know when the eldest young master had died. It was clear that she was also confused
.

"Three years ago."

Three years, three years.

Lin Ling jumped up...

Chapter 8 Grandmother Explains the Reason, Night Falls and She Takes the Initiative...

Qiao'er looked at her arm, which was being gripped tightly. It hurt a little, but the young mistress seemed too excited, so she should
just bear with it.

"Yes, it was three years ago on the Double Ninth Festival."

"Double Ninth." Lin Ling's hand was almost pinching, and Qiao'er couldn't bear it and cried out in pain, which woke her up a little
. "I knew it, I knew it. Qiao'er is sorry, but thank you. I want to go back to my parents' home right away. Come on
, let's go and tell the old lady."

Qiao'er thought that since what happened with the second master today had just happened, going back to the young mistress's parents' home would put her at ease.
So she accompanied Lin Ling to ask the eldest madam.

Seeing her daughter-in-law come over, the eldest madam smiled and took her hand. "Good child, if you feel bored, go for a walk
, or go back to your parents' home and stay for a few more days. I won't say anything against it."

Lin Ling was very grateful. This mother-in-law was really good. She was still thinking about how to find an excuse to go back to her parents' home, but she didn't expect that
she would find a topic for her first.

"Mother, if my own mother were still alive, I'm afraid she would be just like you."

Seeing how grateful she was for such a small thing, Madam Su sighed again; this child was truly honest. But
she also felt even more pity for her. If it weren't for that monk saying her son still had a glimmer of hope—a hope that meant
marrying this child… she would have considered letting her go.

"You, if I don't treat you well, who else can I treat well? In my whole life, I've only given birth to Jingpo and Jingyan
. It's a pity Jingpo had an accident at sea, otherwise…"

Speaking of these painful things, she was ultimately filled with sorrow. After comforting her, Lin Ling hurriedly returned to her parents' home.

On her way out, she unexpectedly ran into the Second Master. Lin Ling now loathed this so-called elder to the extreme. She pretended
not to see him and turned to leave, but the Second Master acted as if nothing had happened at noon. A warm welcome came over
, "Nephew's wife, are you going out? Your second uncle will give you a ride."

Lin Ling secretly clenched her fists and coldly warned, "Second uncle, my mother-in-law has a car, so there's no need for you to trouble yourself.
Besides , you are an elder, and you shouldn't try to curry favor with your nephew's wife. You may not care about face, but
I do. I hope you'll respect yourself."

This was utterly disregard for face, and the gatekeeper was terrified. In this mansion, although the second master had his share of
affairs, he was still far superior to the third and fourth masters.

Who would have thought that this newlywed bride, who appeared gentle and charming on the surface, was actually a
fiery and ruthless woman?

The second master Luo wasn't angry; on the contrary, he raised an eyebrow and looked at her with interest, clicking his tongue and shaking his head. "Sigh, it was Second Uncle who overstepped his bounds
. But, Second Uncle really just wanted to take care of you, his niece-in-law who's newly widowed since marrying into the family. Oh well,
since you're someone who cares a lot about your reputation, then Second Uncle won't play the villain."

Lin Ling hummed softly, not arguing with him anymore. After all, she was a newlywed,
and if she too far, people would only criticize her. Even today, many people would probably say she wasn't behaving properly,
seducing an elder or something. But people can say whatever they want, as long as she has a clear conscience.

After getting into the carriage, Qiao'er was still muttering on her behalf. "Young Madam, you should have
told the First Madam about these things. Ultimately, the First Madam is in charge of the household. The other branches, although they seem to have separated, aren't they all being taken care of by the First Branch? Every year, just the food and fabric sent by the First Branch to the other branches, converted into money, would amount to several hundred taels for
each branch."

Because of his successful business and a promise to his parents
that had been taking care of them from the beginning. Over the years, those brothers had become accustomed to this care,
and if he were to skimp on it, they would likely say that the eldest son was mistreating them…

“Qiao’er, it’s not that I don’t want to address Uncle’s situation directly. But if I make a scene now,
I’ll be the one who suffers. It’s better to find a suitable opportunity. Don’t worry, I’m not the kind of person
who .”

Her father was an upright man, but her grandmother was a shrewd one. Her mother had passed away early, and she had lived
with . Her grandmother had been trained from a young age, from stepmother to
someone respected by her own son and stepchildren. She was incredibly shrewd…

Thinking of her grandmother, Lin Ling, who had only been away from home for a few days, smiled.

Upon arriving home, Lin Ling first went to pay her respects to her grandmother.

The old woman, seeing her most beloved granddaughter return, held her hand and greeted her warmly.

She rested her head on her grandmother's lap, gently rubbing her hand. "Grandma, thank you for choosing such a
good family for me. My mother-in-law treats me very well. Before, I didn't understand why you insisted on choosing such a family for me. You clearly
love me so much, but some things have happened these past few days, and I understand a little better now. Grandma still loves me, but
her heart has turned sour. She deliberately hides the truth from me when it's clearly something she wants to do for her granddaughter."

The little girl pouted and acted coquettishly, and Old Madam Yu knew that her granddaughter really knew something.

"These things are really too mysterious. Grandma doesn't know how to tell you. So when
the Luo family came to propose marriage, as soon as I saw their birth charts, I knew that what Master Zi'an said about you being destined for
this person had truly arrived."

She admitted it, and Lin Ling breathed a sigh of relief. Before coming here, she had only secretly guessed that
her grandmother probably knew something about her marriage. After all, the Lin family was facing difficulties, but it didn't mean they would have to
push their beloved granddaughter to the Luo landlord's family. Now that she knew she hadn't been sold by her own family, she truly breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing her like this, Old Madam Yu knew perfectly well that she had been tricked. Poking her forehead, she said, "You little rascal
! Even your grandmother can fall for your tricks. Luckily, my Ling'er has grown up. Fine, since you've gone this
far, your grandmother will tell you the reason for your marriage."

The story goes that when Lin Ling fell into the water, she only fainted and had a high fever, unable to wake up. Her family was frantic, so Old Madam Yu
took her granddaughter's birth chart to a temple to ask her monk friend to help with fortune-telling.

There, she met a nun who, upon looking at the birth chart, immediately changed her expression and exclaimed
, "This child has a noble destiny! She'll be a half-phoenix in the future!" Then, she changed the subject, saying that the child
still had a love tribulation to overcome. Only if she overcame it could she have such a destiny. Without finding such a person, she would either go
mad or become a fool for the rest of her life. The birth chart given by the high monk was extremely strange; it indicated a man
born in . Lin Ling's birth chart was also yin year, yin month, and yin hour…

This kind of birth was somewhat better for a girl, but for a man, it would bring misfortune. Old Madam Ba had been searching for someone with such
a birth chart. Who would have thought that when the Luo family came to propose marriage, the birth chart they brought was exactly like that?

Fearing opposition from her family, Old Madam Yu deliberately
lied , saying that her two brothers needed a large sum of money to manage. It was under these circumstances that the Luo landlord came to propose marriage
, and Lin Ling overheard this and was offered a dowry of five hundred taels.

Eager to get help from her brothers, she proactively went to Old Madam Yu and said she was willing to accept the marriage. But seeing that her grandmother didn't object and
her family didn't stop her, her heart… was still broken.

Now that things were clear, Lin Ling was both amused and exasperated.

"Grandma, you're so mean! I've decided to make you your least favorite dish, spicy fish
, today, just to make you cry."

Old Madam Yu laughed heartily, "Yes, yes, make me cry." Her dear granddaughter knew she
loved spicy food. Making her cry was just her way of being filial.

Lin Ling had nothing to hide from her grandmother, so she shyly revealed some details about Meng Lang and
her suspicion that he was the eldest son of the Luo family.

Old Madam Yu was genuinely surprised, but unlike ordinary old women, she was relieved after the initial shock. "
It seems what people said back then was right. If you two had married, you would have had a chance to survive. Today
, it seems that chance truly exists. You should enjoy your life with your son-in-law. Before, I
felt guilty, thinking I was really going to make you a widow. But today, it seems your marriage is quite good. At least, your son-in-law
can keep you company, it's just a pity..." The pity was only in the form of a spirit.

But it sounded like everything was going in the right direction. Lin Ling was puzzled, "Grandmother, don't you
think your granddaughter is lying? Don't you think your granddaughter is... a lewd person?"

The old woman smiled slyly, "You, you're overthinking it. Yin and Yang in harmony, this is the natural pleasure of husband and wife.
Do you think I don't know what kind of person my Ling'er is? But we women also have our own
needs ... more open in bed."

Seeing the smugness that flashed in her grandmother's eyes, Lin Ling suddenly realized that the reason her grandfather had always been so good to her grandmother was
because they had a good sex life. How curious! Grandmother, such a simple and honest person, was in the house with her… Old Yu
glanced at her
,

and Lin Ling quickly straightened up. Oh dear, she shouldn't think about these things in front of her grandmother. But having such a cheerful grandmother was truly wonderful. The grandmother and granddaughter chatted for a while longer, and finally, Old Yu took out a soft-looking, somewhat strange-looking
bottle.

“This is something that Master Zian gave me years ago. She said if you got married, she would give this to
you. This thing is said to make your intimate moments more interesting. It also says that if you have intercourse
more often, vitality will naturally come.”

Oh, how embarrassing! She used to think being with her dream lover at night was shameful, so to see him sooner,
should she be more proactive tonight?

Thinking this, Lin Ling became impatient, eagerly anticipating the night.

In this strange anticipation, night fell.

Lin Ling fell asleep early, and the moment her dream lover approached, she ran towards him with joy. But upon seeing him clearly, she suddenly…
Stop.

"Oh, Menglang, your...face..."

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