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Chapter One: Judging by Face, the Family is Poor and the Wife is Cold.

The poem reads:

New red stains my sleeves with tear tracks, recalling the years when I served you with a broom and dustpan. We shared

hardship, eating tea and wearing filthy clothes, hoping to grow old together through wealth and poverty.

My youthful face withered with poverty and sorrow, I broke my worries with laughter to entertain you.

Suddenly, you took advantage of my situation, abandoning me like weeds on the ground.

Scattered like spilled water, what can I say? My beautiful eyebrows are knotted, what can I sweep away?

I regret marrying that heartless man, today I cannot even protect myself.

Water flows and flowers fall, both scattered, I dare not blame you, but wish you well.

What future awaits? Separation and reunion are but fleeting clouds.

The old man said: Those with great fortune are surely loyal and kind, and loyalty and kindness bring even greater fortune; those with little fortune are surely fickle and fickle, and fickleness brings even less fortune. Truly, fickleness is an empty name, what is there to strive for?

Laughter is merely our own foolish thoughts, Heaven cleverly observes, only to provide fodder for gossip. "The rich easily make friends, the noble easily change wives," these two people, whose origins are unknown, said this, and now people use it as a pretext. But those I befriend in my time of wealth are not the kind of people I can befriend. I must cut them off before we even get to know each other, so they won't abandon me when I'm arrogant and domineering. I

only have one wife; she was devoted to me through thick and thin, sharing poverty and hardship. She was willing to share my simple life, which was endearing; even if she reluctantly shared my poverty, it was pitiful. How could she, in her sudden wealth, spend a fortune to buy a concubine, creating such baseless love and hatred? While I enjoy prosperity, she remains desolate; it would have been better if we had loved and cared for each other in our poverty. This book will tell the story of someone who, presuming upon future wealth, married his long-term wife, ultimately losing everything and dying alone on the roadside.

In Jiangyin County, Zhili Province, there lived a fortune teller named Hu Zhuang. He was a clever and quick-witted man. In his youth, he studied fortune telling under a master named Yuan Jingzhuang, learning eight-tenths of the art. He was quite eloquent and could earn a little money each day.

That year, Hu Zhuang married a woman named Ma, who was small and ugly, with a purplish complexion and a few pockmarks. Fortunately, she came from a humble family and was extremely diligent and frugal. From dawn till dusk, she worked tirelessly, never shirking her duties. This Mr. Hu Zhuang would set up a scroll in the crowd, telling tales to lure people in. He would swindle a few villagers a day, receiving two or three sheets of paper, earning only a few copper coins. Sometimes, he couldn't get anyone to come. But since he was out there performing his tricks, he still needed to wear a robe to look presentable, and this was his blue robe.

Now, during a bad year, Mr. Hu Zhuang's business gradually declined. Mrs. Ma had no trousers at home, her clothes patched together from seven or eight pieces, her shoes worn and patched, barely eating a meal, suffering hardship at home. She was content with a simple life and never complained about her husband.

Such a woman was hard to find. But Mr. Hu Zhuang, having no other options, returned home with the audacity of a thief, sighing repeatedly, "Because of your poverty, even I cannot prosper." Mrs. Ma no longer responded to him; she was truly not easy to control. Living a simple life was naturally very difficult. Fortunately, a widowed woman named Yang, who had no sons but only a daughter who was not yet betrothed, saw that Ma was hardworking and did not come to ask for rent, and even often helped her out.

One day, the widowed woman Yang happened to come to her house, and Ma was so anxious that she couldn't even bring out a cup of tea. It was Hu Zhuang who returned, and the mother and son left. Hu Zhuang asked, "Where did that woman live?" She said she lived with the landlord. Hu Zhuang said, "She seems to be a lady. I will find a nobleman for her to repay her kindness!" But that's another story.

Now, Hu Zhuang had been practicing his magic for half a year. He could tell you about the current state of affairs, and he had managed to sell a few things, and his business was starting to improve. He said,

"We magicians need to set up a large business to attract customers." He saved up 170 or 180 taels of silver, went to a silver shop, and spent a little over 5 qian. He bought three bolts of light blue cloth, a few thick bamboo poles, and two ropes, and set up shop in front of the county office.

With his silver tongue and darting eyes, he could spot a well-dressed man and his companion, a ragged man and a few words, and he'd be on his last legs. Luckily, he was quick-witted, so he never got too thoroughly humiliated. He was truly:

His face was like ten layers of iron armor, his mouth a three-inch copper hook.

He was adept at catching people's whispers, promising them high positions and noble titles.

One day, standing before the county office, he saw several officials emerge. One of them said, "Let's test him." They all circled around the tent, each one approaching.

Hu Zhuang flattered them, promising them three or two magistrate positions, or even ten thousand or a thousand taels of gold. After they had all been tested, one official, about twenty years old, also came over for a test. To find out how Hu Zhuang tested him, please read the next chapter.

Chapter Two: The Cunning Magistrate Hu Zhuang Arranges a Match A

poem reads:

Too lazy to pick up the green clouds of fame, tears stain my pomegranate skirt;

the east wind cannot soothe my heart, so I force myself to write a new poem to present to you.

Now, Hu Zhuang was performing divination with several people in front of the county office. One of them offered a few words of advice when another official arrived. Hu Zhuang looked up and secretly marveled, saying, "This man is not destined for officialdom. His cheekbones are fierce, he will surely command troops; his bone structure is extraordinary, he will surely achieve high rank; his tiger-like head and swallow-like collar are comparable to Ban Chao; his crane-like gait and bear-like waist are comparable to Xiao He. According to his divination, he will have one wife until old age, two sons to see him off in his final days, live to eighty, and attain the rank of second grade. He should be overjoyed, and should have a son." The official said:

"My son is not yet married," Hu Zhuang said. "I have no ill intentions, brother, please be respectful." The man laughed and said, "I am now working as an official, what great ambitions do I have?" Hu Zhuang said, "May I ask your esteemed name? If you become prominent in the future, I will be happy to give you a share." The man was about to reply when one of his companions tried to pull him away. Hu Zhuang persisted, and the companion angrily said, "What are you doing, you rascal? My master is Xu Guan, the son of the old official Xu of the Ministry of War!" After saying this, he turned and left. It is said:

Who can see through the dust and grime of life? Heroes often sigh in despair.

Fortunately, he met a discerning person who appreciates his talent, and he breathed out a sigh of relief.

Thanks to this group of people, Hu Zhuang also made some money today. When he returned home, he said, "I have met a nobleman today. I will make a fortune from him in the future." Just then, a maid came with some salted vegetables and said, "My mother saw that you and your husband eat plain food every day, so she asked me to bring these vegetables." It was Yang's maid. Hu Zhuang said, "Thank you so much, Grandma and Mother, for your care. I wonder if your young master is married? I have a very good match, but I don't know which family to choose." The maid said, "It's just a suitable family, but they require a son-in-law to marry into the family." Hu Zhuang said,

"I'll ask tomorrow." The maid left.

Hu Zhuang exclaimed, "Excellent! Excellent! Don't worry about the rest; let's get the matchmaker's money first." Madam Ma said, "Matchmaking isn't easy. We're treating Grandma Yang well now; don't let matchmaking lead to beatings." She chuckled after saying this. Hu Zhuang said,

"It's alright."

The next day, he took some money, bought a visiting card, and went to pay his respects to Master Xu. It just so happened that Master Xu was not home; only Xu Guan was there to receive him. After the two sat down and drank some tea, Xu Guan said, "I am grateful for your kind words yesterday, sir." Hu Zhuang replied, "Even if I were to flatter you, my words would be perfectly appropriate. You should still be studying, young master." Xu Guan said,

"That won't do."

Just then, a gong sounded in the hall. Xu Guan was about to rise when Hu Zhuang grabbed him, saying, "I have another question. I heard yesterday that you are unmarried. May I ask what kind of family you intend to marry into?" Xu Guan said, "I have no ambition to climb the social ladder. As long as my family is able to make a living, I only need

a respectable family and a decent woman." Hu Zhuang quickly said, "There is a widowed woman who was the daughter of two deceased magistrates. She is extremely wealthy and beautiful. We would not hesitate to pay a dowry. If you were to marry into her family, it would be like falling into a honey pot." Xu Guan said, "I am interested in the woman, not the money." Hu Zhuang said, "Sir, these days, even a blind girl can get married if she has a dowry. But this woman, in my opinion, is extremely elegant and beautiful, and she is also very kind." Xu Guan was about to go up to the hall when Hu Zhuang continued his rambling. Xu Guan, feeling helpless, threw down a few taels of silver and said, "Let's talk another day." He then took his leave.

Hu Zhuang was overjoyed, thinking the deal was almost done. He quickly swindled a few coins and packed up to go to the Yang family. A servant boy asked, "Mr. Hu, are you here to pay your rent?" Hu Zhuang replied, "I have something to say to Madam. Go and inform her quickly." By then, Widow Yang had already heard from the maid and invited him in. Hu Zhuang bowed seven or eight times to thank her for her kindness, and then said, "Yesterday I told my sister about a young man from this county named Xu Guan. He is not yet twenty years old, and he is both talented and handsome. The county magistrate is very fond of him, and his family is very well-off. I met him the other day, and he is a very noble man, a perfect match for your daughter. I want to act as matchmaker. If Madam agrees, he can come to visit me on a chosen day, and we can get together. He is gentle and listens to me very well. It can be a good match. I have come to ask for your advice." Widow Yang said, "I have no relatives and have no one to ask. Sir, his background is clear, and his family is well-off." "Is it alright?" Hu Zhuang said, "How could I speak nonsense if I hadn't thoroughly investigated?"

The widow said, "It's not that I'm being overly suspicious. It's just that these matchmakers who go around the streets are only concerned with getting the marriage done. Even if the man is poor, they'll say he's from an old family; if he can't afford a penny, they'll say he's rich; if he's forty or fifty, they'll say he's twenty; if the young man is sick, they'll say he's handsome. Some even promise a hundred taels of silver as a dowry, but when it comes to the betrothal, they only offer fifty or sixty taels to deceive people. When things come to this point, they have no choice but to go through with it, which is a hardship for the matchmakers, as their daughters are already displaced. Therefore, one must be cautious." To find out how Hu Zhuang responded, please read the next chapter.

Chapter Three: Young Master Xu Seeks Marriage at the Widow's House

The poem says:

What favoritism does Heaven have? It's laughable that Ni Lang's heart is too foolish.

It would be better to maintain some fairness, so as not to cause trouble and avoid disputes.

Now, let's talk about Hu Zhuang going to the widow Yang's house to propose marriage, intending to betroth the widow's daughter, Yang Zhi'er, to the young master of the Xu family. However, the widow is knowledgeable and experienced, and she is unwilling to easily believe what Hu Zhuang says.

Hu Zhuang was frantic. He said, "Grandma, you must know I'm a matchmaker. How could I be cunning? This Master Xu can afford it; he pays daily. As for his character and age, we'll see tomorrow." He drank a cup of tea and left.

Meanwhile, Widow Yang, being very shrewd, waited two or three days before sending her servant to the county to secretly investigate. The servant outwardly served his master, but secretly he colluded with Hu Zhuang, hoping to get two taels of silver.

Hu Zhuang, being reasonable, kept the servant at home for a day, treating him to good food and wine. Only when it was dark did he give him the two taels of silver, offering several instructions before sending him away.

Widow Yang, having received a reply, was finally relieved. He then invited Hu Zhuang over and said, "You may have that young master come to meet me." Hu Zhuang replied, "Of course, of course. Xu Guan is coming to visit tomorrow, so I'll come and meet my mother-in-law

as well." Hu Zhuang was so eager to finalize the marriage that he simply abandoned his work and refused to meet anyone again.

That day, he went to Xu Guan's house again, but Xu Guan was not there. Xu Guan's son offered him a seat and said, "Are you here again for the marriage?"

Hu Zhuang replied, "Exactly. Today I spoke clearly with Widow Yang, and she arranged to meet you tomorrow. I also saw the daughter; she is truly beautiful and lovely. If you, young master Xu, miss this opportunity, it would be a great loss."

Xu Guan seemed moved, and after a long pause, said, "Since you are so kind, let me discuss it with my father and pass on the message to you later." Hu Zhuang responded with "Okay," and left the Xu family home.

Now, Xu Guan, seeing that Hu Zhuang had repeatedly acted as matchmaker for him, thought to himself, "If there really is such a charming woman, why would she have trouble finding a husband? Yet she invites me repeatedly; she must be quite ordinary. Besides, how can a widow's daughter be considered knowledgeable or presentable?"

Xu Guan then thought again, "I am nearly twenty years old, and my father is focused on me securing an official position. I have never been close to beautiful women. Now that a lovely lady has come to see me, why not take advantage of her beauty? It would be a good way to make the most of my youth." With these thoughts, Xu Guan was filled with lust. Before nightfall, he sent his servant Li Yang to inform Hu Zhuang that he would be visiting the girl's house the next day.

The next day, Xu Guan dressed neatly and went to Hu Zhuang's house first. Hu Zhuang was already waiting for him, treating Xu Guan as an honored guest. Madam Ma immediately served him tea.

After drinking, the two chatted idly, mainly about how Hu Zhuang wanted Xu Gongzi to take good care of her in the future. He added that if the marriage went through, it would be a significant event for the whole family, and he might even give her some capital to open a shop. Xu Guan, already interested in the girl, readily agreed.

At noon, after their meal, Hu Zhuang led Xu Guan to the main room. Widow Yang had seen Xu Guan before and found him indeed a handsome man, as described in the poem: "

His figure is graceful, his demeanor elegant. His nose is like jade, his eyes like autumn water. His eyebrows are naturally green, his lips naturally red.

His hair is naturally beautiful, a perfect updo, a cloud-like bun bestowed by heaven. His charming figure is most lovely, his cheeks like peach blossoms; if he were to dance, even Wu would be captivated. Like a willow swaying its long branches, he would be a favorite in the Han palace. Even amidst red brocade, there is a romantic scene; why should he follow the golden lotus with white stockings? Truly, the willow's spring softness evokes parting thoughts, the lotus's autumn beauty envies the lovely girl." It is said that one can only boast of a dream of visiting the Luo River, reaching as far as the clouds over Mount Wu.

Widow Yang immediately said, "I was unaware of Young Master Xu's arrival today. I am deeply sorry for not welcoming you properly." Xu Guan quickly returned the greeting, saying, "Please don't say that, madam. I've come to arrange the marriage of your daughter; why be so polite?" Hu Zhuang hurriedly presented a red silk bundle to Widow Yang with both hands, saying, "This is Young Master Xu's betrothal gift; please accept it." Widow Yang accepted it with both hands, feeling its weight, but her heart was filled with joy. She smiled broadly and said, "Young Master Xu's willingness to visit my humble abode despite my poverty is already a testament to his deep affection; yet you still accept such a heavy gift, which I find hard to bear." The three chatted and laughed. After a while, the tea in the cups grew cold, and Widow Yang called her daughter to refill it. Yang Zhi'er had already peeked at Xu Guan through the crack in the door, forgetting all shame, and brought the tea out before the water in the pot had boiled.

Young Master Xu looked up and was startled! This woman was indeed exceptionally beautiful.

Her eyebrows were like willow leaves, her eyes like autumn waves, and she wore a light blue dress, like Chang'e under the bright moon. Her skirt trailed behind her, adorned with delicate jade pendants, like a fairy walking among immortals. From afar, she captivated Song Yu's soul; up close, she quenched Sima Xiangru's thirst.

To know what happens next, please read the next chapter.

Chapter Four: Discussing the Wedding Day While Drunk A

poem reads:

"Thunder roars far away at the Jianfu Stele, the wind arrives to carry the Tengwang Pavilion.

Today, the marriage is settled, both are happy, unlike the previous somber mood."

Now, Hu Zhuang and Xu Guan paid their respects to the widow. After exchanging betrothal gifts, the widow called out her daughter. Xu Guan, seeing Zhi'er's appearance, was indeed exceptionally beautiful, secretly sighing that the trip had been worthwhile.

The three chatted and laughed, getting along very well. The widow then instructed her daughter to bring out aged wine, and the three chatted and drank.

After three cups of wine, Widow Yang asked, "Wealth and status are always predestined. Does Young Master Xu aspire to fame and fortune?" Xu Guan replied,

"Wouldn't it be a waste to live a life without seeking fame and fortune? Fame and fortune are easy to attain. One day, I will be in the imperial court. Winning the imperial examination in Haozhou and having my name inscribed on the Wild Goose Pagoda will surely come. However, I am by nature dull and foolish, and my heart is not in books. I only desire to enjoy myself. I should follow the example of Ban Zhao, who threw down his straw hat, and seek a title and honors to fulfill my life's purpose. But I do not yet know what fate awaits me." Hu Zhuang repeatedly agreed. Xu Guan, wanting to display his talent, said, "But if, after achieving fame and success, I don't have a stunningly beautiful woman as my wife, then I've lived in vain, wasting all my reading and learning. I would die with regret. But even the most beautiful jade hides its brilliance, and a pearl holds its charm. Though there are stunning beauties in the world, how can one find one so easily?" Hu Zhuang, knowing there was a hidden meaning in his words, interjected, "As you say, are you afraid of not finding a suitable match? This girl just now, in terms of appearance, is one in a hundred; in terms of manners, her every gesture and word, haven't you seen her?

What are your thoughts? Please speak your mind freely, why hide them?" Xu Guan said, "Since I've already proposed to Zhi'er today, I've inquired about her. Now that I've seen her, she truly lives up to her reputation! I only hope that if you have no other intentions, you will soon betroth your daughter to me, so that my wish may be fulfilled." Reader, do you think any suitor is as unreasonable as Xu Guan? He dared to force his daughter in front of his mother-in-law, as if he couldn't bear to have sex in bed.

Xu Guan had no intention of marrying Zhi'er; he only wanted to have some fun with her. Seeing Zhi'er's extraordinary beauty, he couldn't resist and wished to marry her immediately. At that moment, Hu Zhuang chimed in, "Since your daughter's mother has agreed, then it's settled. Seeing that you two are both getting on in years, why not choose a nearby day to finalize the marriage arrangements?" Widow Yang remained silent for a long time upon hearing this. Hu Zhuang, seeing through the rhetoric, hurriedly asked, "Could it be that, according to your mother, you intend for your daughter to marry into a poor family?"

Widow Yang replied, "No. Since our daughter has a good family to marry into, why should you, as her mother, force her to stay in a poor household?" Hu Zhuang noticed the widow staring at him and suddenly remembered what she had said earlier. He then realized what was going on and quickly asked Xu Guan, "Do you think you can afford such a generous dowry for such a swift marriage?"

Xu Guan replied, "With such a beautiful wife, even two hundred taels of silver wouldn't be a big deal." It turned out that the Xu family was wealthy and powerful, and their young master was spoiled by his father. For him, spending two hundred taels of silver on a beautiful woman was nothing.

Hu Zhuang immediately said, "In that case, it's already a great gift. Mother, is there anything else you'd like to say?" Widow Yang said,

"I have nothing else to say, but I only have one daughter. Now that she's betrothed, I hope she'll come back to visit often." Xu Guan replied, "Of course." Hu Zhuang continued, "I've already checked the horoscopes of the two newlyweds. They'll have an auspicious day this month, and then the bride can be brought into the family." The widow nodded in agreement. All three were overjoyed. After drinking several cups, seeing that it was getting late, Xu Guan prepared to leave.

The widow rose to see him off, and they immediately set the wedding date for May 30th. It was currently April 20th, exactly ten days away. Xu Guan went out to return home, but Hu Zhuang then went inside for tea. Madam Ma, seeing that the marriage was almost settled, was also happy for her husband. She immediately prepared the best wine and food for him.

Xu Guan was already somewhat drunk, and after a few more cups, he became completely intoxicated. Around midnight, fueled by his drunkenness, he shouted that he wanted to make love with Zhi'er. Fearing that Widow Yang in the upper room would hear and lose face, Hu Zhuang moved Xu Guan to the inner room, letting him do as he pleased.

The April weather was still cold, and Hu Zhuang lit a charcoal fire in the inner room. The sudden change in temperature made Xu Guan vomit. He poured out all the food he had eaten that day, along with several jugs of hot wine. Before Hu Zhuang could call him, Madam Ma immediately came to clean up.

The couple were busy at work when they suddenly heard a sweet voice at the door, "Brother Xu, are you here? Miss ordered me to bring you a bowl of light soup to sober him up."

Hu Zhuang opened the door, and there stood Chunyun, Zhi'er's personal maid, holding a bowl of hot soup. Madam Ma took it and gave it to Xu Guan to drink. Xu Guan already recognized the girl and immediately said, "Sister, come closer, brother has something to say."

What did Xu Guan say? Read the next chapter for the answer.

Chapter Five: Anticipating the Dusk's Secret Rain

The poem reads: "

Sounds soar to the heavens, clouds halt; echoes enter deep springs, fish emerge;

snow fills the mountains, a hermit lies; moonlight shines, a beauty comes beneath the trees."

Now, Xu Guan, drunk and feeling the heat, vomited. Hu Zhuang and Madam Ma quickly cleaned him up, while Chunyun from the main room brought over a hangover remedy. Xu Guan drank it all in one gulp, then called Chunyun over and said:

"What a beautiful young lady! You must be Zhi'er's personal maid, Chunyun?" The woman bowed her head and replied, "That's me!"

Xu Guan reached out to pull Chunyun away, but the woman immediately dodged, whispering, "Young master, please don't pester me." Xu Guan looked at her fair face and rosy cheeks, her lips bright and teeth white, and was overjoyed. He said, "You're so naive, you surely don't know anything about lovemaking. Go and call your young lady here."

Chunyun said, "You two just exchanged betrothal letters and set a wedding date today, young master, why..." "Why are you so impatient?" Xu Guan said, "Sister, don't argue with me. I'm truly in love with your young lady. We're mutually attracted, so why are you so concerned?"

Chunyun said, "It's not that I'm concerned, but my young lady has already retired for the night. How can I serve you?" Xu Guan said, "Since you're so concerned, I'll go upstairs and wait for her for a while." Chunyun said again, "Young master, you mustn't! My mother hasn't gone to sleep yet!" Xu Guan was so drunk that he was dizzy and confused. How could he tell the difference between right and wrong? He immediately said, "That's perfect! Let's drag that widow over too, and I'll have a private meeting with her and her mother! Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Seeing the young master acting so wildly, Hu Zhuang immediately said, "Young master, don't be impatient. Let me think of a plan to quell your anger." Before the young master could reply, he called Chunyun outside and asked, "When does your mother retire?" Chunyun said, "My mistress loves to do needlework in the evenings and often doesn't retire until midnight." Hu Zhuang then whispered to him:

"Go and whisper to your young lady that she mustn't close the door tonight, as the young master intends to meet with him." Chunyun said urgently, "That won't do! How can a lady of noble birth have an affair with a man?" Hu Zhuang pressed, "Don't you know they're exchanging glances? Tell me, was this bowl of hangover soup delivered by your young lady?" Chunyun said, "It was indeed at my young lady's command." Hu Zhuang said, "That's it. But how can you explain a girl's feelings of longing to you? I just want you to get some information back to see if the young master is truly interested!" Chunyun seemed unconvinced. Hu Zhuang then said, "If you and he consummate this joyous affair tonight, he will surely reward you in the future. He will arrange for you to marry into a fine family, and you might even become his principal wife. Your days of advancement will then have arrived."

Chunyun was tempted and immediately agreed, "I'll give it a try. If Miss doesn't agree and questions me about my mistake, I'll expose your wicked ways, and Miss will give you a hard time." Hu Zhuang said, "I don't expect anything to happen. You may leave now." He then took his leave. Hu Zhuang turned and went back to his room, then called Madam Ma to his bedroom, saying, "Rest well, I must attend to the young master." Madam Ma complied and went to sleep. Now

, dear reader, do you think Hu Zhuang truly intended to help Xu Guan achieve his goal? Not at all. His original intention was to marry Yang Zhi'er to a nobleman so that he could live in Yang's widowed home for a long time without paying any rent, yet still gain some other benefits. Zhi'er was a stunningly beautiful woman. She married into an official's family, and with that official's influence, it was easy for him to get her a job. This way, she no longer needed to bet on the streets, and she gained both fame and fortune.

Most ordinary people are greedy, and this kind of scoundrel like Hu Zhuang is even more so. Take this evening's affair, for example. He wanted Zhi'er to wait for the young master, but in reality, he wanted to impersonate her and take advantage of this beautiful young woman! As the saying goes: "

In public, people speak of true love;

behind people's backs, they speak of a virtuous woman."

But enough of this digression. Hu Zhuang, having arranged everything, accompanied Young Master Xu, hoping he would fall asleep early, yet also longing for the quiet of the night so he could take advantage of the beauty.

Although Xu Guan was quite drunk, a bowl of sobering soup immediately relieved him. Remembering the beautiful face of Zhi'er he had seen during the day, he felt unbearably hot and restless, longing to go up to the roof and embrace Zhi'er intimately.

Hu Zhuang, knowing his thoughts, comforted him, saying, "Young master, don't be impatient. After the widow rests, I'll find a way to bring Zhi'er to you for your pleasure." Xu Guan asked, "Really?" Hu Zhuang replied, "We're like brothers, why would I lie to you?" Xu Guan was overjoyed and immediately took out two taels of silver, handing it to Hu Zhuang, saying, "A small token of my appreciation, please accept it." Hu Zhuang took the silver, saying, "Wait a couple of hours, and I'll send that beautiful woman to meet you!" Xu Guan said, "Quickly!" The two parted. To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter.

Chapter Six: The Fake Young Master Cleverly Fulfills His Amorous Affair

A poem reads:

Before knowing the old haunts of the brothel, he first learned the old rules of the Confucian school.

Burning the zither and boiling the crane have always existed, but how many truly cherish jade and pity fragrance?

Now, after settling Young Master Xu in, Hu Zhuang quietly crept towards the main room. Reaching the door of Zhi'er's room, he gently touched it, and with a creak, the door opened.

Hu Zhuang was secretly delighted! Reaching near the edge of the bed, he immediately heard panting breaths and was enveloped by a strange fragrance. Instantly, he felt an itch all over his body, and his manhood sprang to life.

Hu Zhuang knew that Zhi'er wouldn't recognize him, and besides, his voice was similar to that of Young Master Xu. In the darkness, how could he possibly tell the difference? Thinking this, he felt relieved.

Hu Zhuang followed the sound and went straight to Zhi'er's pillow. He leaned down and whispered, "My dear sister, are you asleep?" Zhi'er suddenly woke up with a start, covered in a cold sweat. She sat up straight and said, "Who are you? Why are you entering my room in the middle of the night?" Hu Zhuang feigned a voice and said, "My dear sister, can't you recognize me? I am Young Master Xu, who was so close to you during the day." Zhi'er exclaimed in horror, "My dear young master, although we are betrothed, we are not yet married. Please don't defile my body." Hu Zhuang said, "How could brother be so rude? It's just that last night felt like a dream, a passionate encounter with you. I'm afraid my soul has been corrupted by you." "He seduced her, and if I don't visit my sister tonight, she'll probably die tomorrow!" Zhi'er, hearing his sorrowful words, said, "Dear brother, in just over ten days, it will be our wedding day. Can't you wait?" Hu Zhuang said, "I really can't wait." Zhi'er continued, "But the room I live in is very close to Hu Zhuang's. If he hears about what I'm doing with you and tells Mother, then things will be very bad." Hu Zhuang said, "Dear sister, why worry so much? I'll play with you a little." After saying this, he reached out and lifted Zhi'er's fair neck, spat out his tongue, opened his fragrant lips, and began to lick her insides.

Zhi'er was already aroused and didn't care about anything else. She also stuck out her tongue and sucked on Hu Zhuang's lips. After a while, Zhi'er sat up, embraced Hu Zhuang, and said, "Dear brother, come to bed and play with your sister." Hu Zhuang knew that Zhi'er was aroused and was overjoyed. He immediately took off his clothes and climbed onto the bed. Zhi'er had already gently lifted the embroidered quilt and let Hu Zhuang into the tent.

Hu Zhuang rolled into the tent and touched Zhi'er's waist. There was no silk cloth covering her, and his hands were met with a pair of fluffy breasts, which were very tempting. He quickly covered them with his hands and said, "My dear, you don't even have a cloth covering your chest. Are you waiting for some man?"

Zhi'er said shyly, "Brother, don't you know? Because we looked at each other during the day, my skin became so itchy. I couldn't stay up at night, so I took off my undergarments."

Hu Zhuang said, "This is perfect. No need to trouble you, brother." He swallowed and lowered his head to kiss her breasts. Zhi'er swayed her hips repeatedly, crying out, "Dear brother, I'm so itchy, please stop!" Hu Zhuang, in turn, used one hand to probe Zhi'er's plump belly. Zhi'er quickly covered her tender opening, saying urgently,

"Brother, don't be so clingy, I'm still a virgin!" Hu Zhuang, with a stern face, said, "I'll deflower you for now." He then inserted a finger into her tender opening, finding it tight and without any of the usual flow of lustful fluids from a slutty woman, realizing she had never been with a man.

Hu Zhuang played with her breasts while probing her opening, and Zhi'er couldn't resist, swaying her slender body wildly, exhaling fragrant breath.

Hu Zhuang then stuck out his tongue and sucked on her for a while, until Zhi'er cried out softly, her opening flowing with a gush of fluid. Hu Zhuang rubbed the fluid in his palm, finding it sticky and silky, and sniffed it closely, finding it incredibly fragrant and delightful!

Liu Yi said, "Dear brother! It seems like there are insects burrowing into my little hole, but I don't know why." Hu Zhuang said,

"Could it be the flower heart causing trouble?"

Zhi'er was completely confused and asked, "What is the flower heart?" Hu Zhuang inserted a finger into her vulva, touching something that was neither bone nor flesh, and said, "Sister, you've been a girl for over ten years, yet you don't know that I have a lovely and desirable thing?"

Zhi'er said, "Brother, you say that thing is the flower heart, but what does it look like?" Hu Zhuang teased,

"Men never have that thing, how would I know?"

Zhi'er swayed her hips and said, "Since brother doesn't know, why don't you take a look at my tender little hole? Perhaps you can see it clearly and tell me what the flower heart looks like!" After saying this, she went to find a fire to light the oil lamp. Hu Zhuang was greatly alarmed! To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter.

Chapter Seven: The Delicate Branch's First Experience with Humanity

A poem reads: "

Under the onslaught of old fists and vicious hands, the delicate flower's verdant leaves

are instantly destroyed! Like a fierce storm, scattered petals lie uncollected."

Now, Hu Zhuang embraced the delicate branch's slender waist and teased its tender opening. The branch, unable to resist, felt as if insects were burrowing inside. Hu Zhuang told her that her flower was acting strangely, but the branch was quite interested and wanted to light the oil lamp so Hu Zhuang could see her flower's core. How could Hu Zhuang agree to this? Wouldn't that expose his secret? He immediately grabbed Zhi'er's slender hand and whispered, "Sister, don't move rashly. Your Chunyun is resting in the next room; wouldn't that attract his attention?"

Zhi'er refused, saying, "Sister insists that brother see for himself. That flower is like a worm, burrowing and making me itch all over. Brother, please don't stop me!"

Hu Zhuang was both amused and exasperated, but he couldn't agree to her request. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he said, "Sister, you don't know this, but when a woman's flower is throbbing, that lovely thing can't be exposed to light. If we light a lamp..." Hua Xin wanted to shrink back, so how could I see him?

Zhi'er didn't speak, but her body swayed incessantly. Hu Zhuang was afraid that Zhi'er would take the opportunity to light the lamp and discover him, so he quietly turned off the oil lamp and then felt relieved.

After a while, Hu Zhuang spread Zhi'er's legs apart and said, "Sister, how about your dear brother tastes your hole?" Zhi'er said, "That place is where I urinate, how can I cover it?" Hu Zhuang said, "Brother not only wants to cover my mouth, but also wants to put his tongue in!" Zhi'er asked in surprise,

"Isn't that the same as kissing me?"

Hu Zhuang said, "Exactly. But there is an even more pleasant situation, sister will definitely feel like she is in the clouds." Zhi'er said,

"Really? Sister will want brother to suck my tender hole once." Seeing that Zhi'er was aroused, Hu Zhuang buried his head and sucked his vulva. Zhi'er hurriedly pulled the phoenix pillow over and stuffed it under her buttocks, exposing her swollen, purple vulva.

Hu Zhuang, aroused, inserted his entire tongue into her vulva, licking her clitoris and combing the pubic hairs. Zhi'er said, "Dear brother, your tongue is like a snake, has it reached the clitoris?" Hu Zhuang replied, "It wasn't visible at first, but it will surely show itself soon." He then used the tip of his tongue to play around in her vagina, scraping for about a quarter of an hour, and sure enough, the clitoris appeared, quite lovely. Hu Zhuang sucked on her

clitoris relentlessly, and Zhi'er, unable to bear it, pleaded, "My dear, I'm going crazy! Let go of me!" Hu Zhuang wouldn't listen, and continued sucking, and instantly Zhi'er cried out for her parents, her juices flowing freely.

Fearing he would wake the widow, Hu Zhuang withdrew his tongue. He then pulled one of Zhi'er's jade hands and made her grasp his penis. Zhi'er was horrified and refused to comply, only crying out, "Brother, can your thing bite?" Hu Zhuang laughed and said, "A man's thing is only made to bite a woman's clitoris." Zhi'er said, "So, it does bite after all."

Hu Zhuang said, "Not only can my glans devour the clitoris, but your clitoris can also swallow my glans. Only when they are in harmony can yin and yang be in balance."

After hearing this, Zhi'er then grasped his penis with her hand, only to feel a hot, fleshy rod in her hand, more than a foot long and as thick as her arm, which was truly terrifying!

Qie Yi said, "Brother's thing is quite pleasing to my heart, but it's not as good as putting it into my hole." Hu Zhuang, not expecting Zhi'er to be so clever, immediately agreed, "Sister is absolutely right. Brother will thrust into your flower heart once to relieve your itch, how about that?"

Before Zhi'er could agree, Hu Zhuang rolled over and covered Zhi'er's belly. His penis seemed to know the way and kept thrusting into her. Zhi'er reached out and pinched it, bringing it to her vulva, saying, "Brother, use a little more force before you can go in." Hu Zhuang did as she said, thrusting hard, and his penis sank in more than halfway, feeling incredibly warm inside. Zhi'er pinched his penis again and saw that a large part was still sticking out. She quickly lifted her plump buttocks and used force to push it in. With a "crunch," the penis was suddenly all the way in.

Hu Zhuang thrust up and down, Zhi'er shook her elbows and trembled, the two of them one in front and one behind, one up and one down, their penises arching and drilling inside the vulva, truly like a snake crawling into a hole.

Hu Zhuang thrust forcefully, pumping over a thousand times in an instant. Zhi'er, already drenched in sweat, asked, "Brother, did you touch my flower core?" Hu Zhuang replied, "My flower core is inside you; how would I know?" Just then, a sudden "Ah!" was heard outside the door, startling both of them! They immediately stopped moving! To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter.

Chapter Eight: To Test Virginity, a Lamp is Used for Examination

The poem says:

Turning hands to make clouds, turning hands to make rain, how many fickle and frivolous things need to be counted?

Because there is no falsehood, everything becomes true; the hidden secrets cannot be questioned.

Now, Hu Zhuang and Zhi'er had been entwined for a long time before finally making love. Hu Zhuang had thrust about twelve hundred times, Zhi'er's sweat pouring down like rain, her vulva fluttering wildly, her juices flowing freely. But just as they were enjoying themselves, they suddenly heard loud footsteps outside the door. Startled, Hu Zhuang's penis went limp and ejaculated.

After a while, the sound of footsteps receding was heard again. Zhi'er asked in a low voice, "Could it be that Mother discovered our tryst and came to visit?"

Hu Zhuang pondered for a moment and said, "The footsteps were light, unlike your mother's." Zhi'er said, "Could it be Chunyun?" Hu Zhuang said, "Perhaps Chunyun was spying. Seeing her flushed face during the day, she's probably lovesick." Zhi'er said, "If it is Chunyun, she'll tell Mother, what will we do then?" Hu Zhuang said, "I doubt she'll dare." Zhi'er said, "Why don't you go and ask her to lend him your brother's thing to play with? That would shut him up."

Although Hu Zhuang was also greedy... Chunyun, whose body was still untouched, feared that he would discover her true nature, and immediately said, "Dear sister, if Chunyun is greedy for my words, won't she be constantly vying with you for them?" Zhi'er said, "Brother's words make sense, but how can we keep him quiet?" Hu Zhuang said, "That's not difficult. Tomorrow I will tell him that I've arranged a good marriage for him. He won't mention what happened tonight, and there won't be any problem." Liu Qi said, "Brother is indeed very clever. I will definitely tell him tomorrow so that I won't be anxious." After speaking, he reached out and touched the penis. As soon as he touched it, the penis became hard.

Zhi'er pinched it with both hands, and felt that it was even thicker and larger than before. She exclaimed in surprise, "Dear brother, how can a man's thing be big when it's big and small when it's small?"

Hu Zhuang said, "It's all made by nature. For example, your little hole, at first it was just a thin slit, but when your penis hits someone, it opens up on its own, a fresh and lively hole." Zhi'er said, "My little sister's flower heart is itching again, quickly let my hole have a go!"

Hu Zhuang said, "Dear sister, how about I play a trick on you tonight?" Zhi'er said, "What trick?

As long as you don't kill me, I'll do whatever you want."

Hu Zhuang said, "I'll play a trick on you, like inserting a gun into your back." Zhi'er said, "What do you mean?" Hu Zhuang said:

"Sister, lie down, raise your jade buttocks high, and kneel on the couch. Brother, kneel behind you and insert your penis into your vulva, like a gun inserted from behind."

Zhi'er said, "Brother, with your skill, have you played with women before?" Hu Zhuang chuckled and said, "No!

I learned it from books. I've only ever talked about it on paper. Today, I hope you can help me." Zhi'er readily agreed, fell to her feet, knelt down, and raised her buttocks again, saying, "Brother, with it so high, can your thing reach?"

Hu Zhuang said, "Don't worry, sister. Just spread your legs so I can insert my penis into your vulva." Zhi'er indeed spread her jade buttocks a little more. Hu Zhuang first reached out and touched her vulva before holding his penis and slowly inserting it.

Unexpectedly, Zhi'er couldn't withstand the force of the thrust and fell straight down. Hu Zhuang quickly scooped her up, saying, "Sister, be careful!" He then pinned her thighs down and began thrusting from behind.

Zhi'er cried out, "It's so itchy! Thrust faster!" Hu Zhuang also felt a pleasurable sensation throughout his body. He pushed the cart around and around, making the bed creak and groan. Her juices flowed down her thighs, soaking the embroidered couch.

After about a thousand thrusts, Zhi'er cried out urgently, "Dear brother, my flower is so itchy, what should I do?" Hu Zhuang knew she was about to ejaculate, so he didn't say anything, only continuing to thrust and pump rapidly.

Zhi'er swayed her hips left and right, her vulva relentlessly swallowing his penis. Hu Zhuang only cared about being ruthless, forcefully pounding her flower, making Zhi'er cry out repeatedly, experiencing indescribable pleasure.

A moment later, Zhi'er said, "Dear brother, my darling, I'm ecstatic!" Hu Zhuang then pressed his penis tightly against her vulva. Zhi'er reached back from between her legs, touching his scrotum. Unexpectedly, just as the glans was about to drink her essence, it was touched by that slender hand and ejaculated.

Zhi'er didn't know why, but she felt a burning heat in her vagina, and instantly her vaginal fluids overflowed, her thighs straightened, and her essence gushed out. Hu Zhuang thrust again, and the two fell to the ground.

After a while, they woke up. Zhi'er said, "It is said that when a woman first experiences lovemaking, she bleeds profusely. Sister, I want to test it for you, brother. Is it really so?"

How could Hu Zhuang agree to that? Yet he couldn't refuse, so he could only hold her tightly and pretend to be asleep without answering. To find out what happens next,

please read the next chapter.

Chapter Nine: The Charming Spring Clouds Steal the Young Master

The poem reads:

Peach blossoms bloom all over the Imperial Garden, red and vibrant, dazzling and rich in color.

Jade braids piled high on the fragrant steps, and petals of jade blossoms swirled around the painted railing.

Now, let's turn to another story. While Hu Zhuang and Zhi'er were enjoying their passionate lovemaking, the sound outside was indeed made by Chunyun. Chunyun, in the throes of first love, heard Zhi'er moaning and calling for her parents from next door, and asking about something growing bigger. Unable to contain her curiosity, she quietly got up and leaned against Zhi'er's door, listening intently. At

that moment, Hu Zhuang and Zhi'er were making love, and she heard Zhi'er's moans and soft sounds. She assumed it was from the male's penis inside her, and was immediately overjoyed. Her heart fluttered with desire, and her lower body itched intensely. She quickly pulled down her trousers and ran her fingers into her wet, thick vagina to relieve the itch.

Just as Chunyun's eyes were glazed and her cheeks flushed, she heard the man's voice again. It sounded very familiar, not like the Xu family's young master, but like the fortune teller Hu Zhuang.

Chunyun stopped what she was doing, held her breath, and listened intently. It was indeed Hu Zhuang. Thinking of delivering soup to Young Master Xu later, Hu Zhuang's words were provocative and frivolous, so she cursed and hated him in her heart, but she couldn't suppress the itch in her vagina, and was really anxious.

After a while, Chunyun hurriedly turned around, went to the corner of the room and found a radish about a foot long. She went to the door of the branch and heard the two men were having a fierce battle. She hurriedly inserted the radish into her vagina.

But the thing was too big and she couldn't insert it no matter what she did! So she squatted down and held the thing with both hands, one end against the dust and the other end against her vagina. She sat down hard and it went in seven or eight inches with a squelch.

But Chunyun had used too much force and was still a virgin. She screamed in fright and tried to pull the thing out, but she quickly cut it in half, leaving half of it hidden in her vagina. The little Chunyun was so frightened that she turned pale.

A moment later, Chunyun straightened up with difficulty, intending to return to her room to rest. However, her heart was aching terribly. Suddenly, she remembered that Young Master Xu was resting in the lower room. She thought it best to ask him for the half-radish.

With that thought, Chunyun went down to the lower room. When she reached Xu Guan's bed, she gently touched the door, and it opened.

Chunyun was overjoyed. As she approached the bed, she heard Young Master Xu snoring soundly. Reaching out to touch it, she unexpectedly encountered something erect and pointing skyward. She couldn't help but think to herself, "Could it be that fate decrees that I belong to him?" Chunyun gently pinched the penis in her hand, as if she had picked up a gold ingot from the ground. She hurriedly removed her trousers, intending to thrust inside, but then thought to herself, "If the young master wakes up and questions me, how can I bear the consequences?" Chunyun's hand didn't let go; instead, she gripped it tighter, thinking, "Perhaps I should arouse him first, so he won't be offended. Besides, it's dark; how will he recognize me? I'll imitate Hu Zhuang's approach and pretend to be a young lady tonight, just to amuse him."

With that thought, her hand began to grope up and down. After only a few strokes, Xu Guan woke up with a start, saying, "Who's messing with me? And is it the young lady?"

Chunyun, mimicking Zhi'er's voice, said, "I know you drank a few too many cups during the day, so I came to visit. I didn't expect you to have something so proudly erect on your waist, so I played with it a little. I hope you'll forgive me, sir." With that, Chunyun released her grip and pretended to leave. Xu Guan quickly grabbed her, saying, "Miss, do

n't go! Did you do that for nothing?" Chunyun said, "What do you intend to do, sir?" Xu Guan said, "I want to see your tender vulva. It's only proper to return the favor!"

Chunyun said, "I'm a virgin; how can I let you see my private parts so casually?" Xu Guan said, "Ten days from now, we'll share a bed. Why be shy tonight?" Chunyun said, "After we're betrothed then, I'll dare to be so bold. Tonight, I just happened to see your treasure; I only want to enjoy it in the future. Since I provoked you..." "If you've extinguished your fire, then let your sister put it away." Having said this, before Xu Gongzi could reply, she twisted his penis again, stroking it up and down, and said, "My dear sir, can you put away the fire?" The young master replied, "You shameless woman, not only has my fire not been extinguished, it's burning even more!" Chunyun, intending to arouse the young master, buried her head and swallowed his penis, swallowing and spitting it out for a hundred rounds. The young master, unable to resist, cried out, "My darling, stop! Bring your vulva closer, let me kiss it once." Chunyun leaned onto the bed, lifting her plump buttocks for the young master, letting him do as he pleased. Xu Gongzi parted the shaft of his penis and dug straight into her vulva, only to encounter a hard object hidden inside. He exclaimed in surprise, "What's blocking my way inside?" To find out how Chunyun responded, please read the next chapter.

Chapter Ten: Young Master Xu's Deception

A poem reads:

"The fairy maiden of Lingbo vie in new attire, her seven orifices exhaling a strange fragrance.

How unlike the flower goddess, so thin and plain, her beauty only vexes the heart.

" Now, Chunyun, aroused by Hu Zhuang and Zhi'er's hurried and passionate encounter, couldn't resist. She hastily found a radish and inserted it into her vagina, then broke it in two. Unable to get it out, she pretended to be a young lady and entangled Xu Guan in bed.

When Xu Guan inserted his penis into Chunyun's tender orifice, he encountered a hard object. Not knowing what it was, he questioned her. Chunyun was startled! However, having been so aroused just now, she hadn't felt the half-eaten radish hidden in her lower abdomen. She exclaimed, "My dear young master, that's a woman's heart!"

Xu Guan said, "I know a woman's heart is hard yet soft, why is yours so firm as iron?" Chunyun chuckled, "Young master, you don't know, my heart is strangely formed, not something an ordinary man can crush." The young master reached out to take her heart, but Chunyun quickly stopped him, saying, "Young master, stop! My heart is only for your precious thing to pluck, not for your fingers to be impolite."

Xu Guan said, "Only..." "Is it because my sister's heart is so hard that I can't enjoy myself?" Chunyun said, "Don't be impatient, young master. I'll just scare that heart back."

Xu Guan said, "What tricks does my sister have to scare back her heart? That's even more amazing!" Chun Sizhi said, "You should keep your hand away from my tender hole. After my sister uses a little trick, that heart will shrink back." Xu Guan indeed withdrew his hand, and Chunyun then dug in two fingers and said, "My heart, turn back!" After saying that, she used two fingers to vigorously rub that radish head, but alas, with the overflowing lustful fluid, that thing was slippery and refused to turn back.

Chunyun was anxious, so she arched her back and inserted three fingers into her tender hole at the same time, but still couldn't get it to come out.

Seeing Chunyun's flustered state, Xu Guan said, "My dear, do you need your brother's help?" Chunyun replied, "Brother, just gently slap my bottom." Xu Guan said, "If I slap your bottom, won't your flower heart fall down?" Chunyun said, "Brother, don't worry, just slap it." Xu Guan did as she said, slapping Chunyun's plump bottom three times. Chunyun said, "Brother, harder!" Xu Guan slapped her hard, and with a "shh," Chunyun reached out and caught the radish head, throwing it to the corner of the bed.

After this ordeal, Chunyun was already covered in fragrant sweat, panting heavily. Xu Guan had never seen anything like this before. He thought to himself, "I've been with over a dozen women, but I've never encountered one as difficult to handle as this. It's quite strange." Xu Guan asked, "My dear sister, what does your flower look like? Why is it so difficult to handle?" Chunyun replied,

"My flower is hidden deep inside my little hole. How would I know? My dear brother, quickly put your long, big treasure into your vulva." After saying this, she raised her plump buttocks, waiting for Xu Guan to thrust into her.

Seeing her aroused, Xu Guan thought, "Tonight I'll use some of my yang techniques to seduce you!" He then took his penis and began to explore her vulva, only penetrating half an inch, teasing and prodding.

Chunyun was extremely itchy, raising and lowering her buttocks, but her penis did not penetrate. Xu Guan fought and retreated, attacking and defending with ease, and soon her tender vulva was wet and glistening, looking quite pitiful.

After a while, Chunyun couldn't resist any longer. Suddenly, she turned away and hugged Xu Guan tightly, saying, "Dear brother, are you really unable to enter, or are you deliberately making things difficult for your sister?"

Xu Guan chuckled and said, "Sister, just like before, stick out your plump buttocks, and let me fight again, fully armed." Chunyun did as she was told, bending her slender waist and raising her plump buttocks high, her vulva swaying gently, quite pleasing to the eye.

Xu Guan was very aroused, so he inserted a finger and slowly entered her vulva. Chunyun immediately cried out in pleasure, her buttocks swaying like fans, her finger moving back and forth. Chunyun said, "Brother, quickly put your treasure inside me!"

Xu Guan then inserted and withdrew his finger. Chunyun quickly lowered her hips and turned around in surprise, asking, "Dear brother, why is your thing so short? It can't reach my flower heart." Xu Guan didn't answer, and instead inserted his finger horizontally from side to side into her vulva, scraping and prying at her flower bud, causing her juices to flow wildly.

Chunyun felt even more surprised and said, "Dear brother, your thing is very clever! It's just that it doesn't fill the flower bud completely." Xu Guan's thing was already erect, but since his finger occupied her vulva, it could only throb and throb. After a while, Xu Guan used his finger to pluck the flower heart, and Chunyun cried out joyfully, "Dear brother, it's only an inch short, and it's touching the flower heart!" Xu Guan exerted his strength, adding another finger, wanting to pluck the flower heart completely. Chunyun cried out again, "Brother, your thing has suddenly become thicker, why is that?" Having said that, he turned back and touched his hand, and was so shocked that his eyes widened and his mouth dropped open.

To find out what Chunyun is planning, please read the next chapter.

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