[Martial Arts Fantasy] Laughing and Embracing Beauties of the Three Realms (Complete) - 16

Chapter 53: What Happened in the Bathtub

The next morning, all three woke up. Zhang Xiaoyu smiled as he looked at the two beautiful mother and daughter. Neither woman was wearing a single piece of clothing, their beautiful figures fully displayed before Zhang Xiaoyu. He gently stroked their nipples and said, "You two little vixens, so alluring so early in the morning! Your husband is almost driven mad by your temptations. If this continues, I'm afraid my body won't be able to take it." "Who's tempting you? I think it's us mother and daughter who can't take it! You really wore us out yesterday, husband. You're so amazing! You satisfied all my needs that I've endured for decades. It still hurts a little now. Husband, you...you're so big down there!" The embroiderer hugged Zhang Xiaoyu's neck and said suggestively.

Zhang Xiaoyu felt a little uncomfortable. The three of them had been so passionate yesterday, and fluids were all over him.

"Let's take a bath. I feel a little uncomfortable now," Zhang Xiaoyu said to the mother and daughter.

The embroiderer and Youcao also felt a little unwell, so they got up to prepare. After a while, Youcao returned and led Zhang Xiaoyu to the bathroom. Once inside,

Zhang Xiaoyu took off his clothes and entered a large tub filled with hot water. As soon as he entered, Zhang Xiaoyu felt a wave of comfort. The mother and daughter were beside him, wiping his body. Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly remembered the saunas he had taken in his own time. He couldn't help but feel a pang of longing; how wonderful it would be to have a sauna now!

Taking a sauna wasn't complicated; the necessary tools should be easily obtained within the vast Mantuo Manor. Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoyu asked the two women behind him. Sure enough, they had all the necessary items. Although the two women didn't know what Zhang Xiaoyu needed these things for, they did as he asked.

Zhang Xiaoyu told them to first find some clean, heat-resistant stones to place over a fire. Then, they were to bring over a stool.

A stool was placed next to Zhang Xiaoyu's bathtub, and the embroiderer deftly used thick cloth to construct a relatively sealed little room. All of this took less than half an hour. A little while later, Youcao brought in several scorching hot stones, which the women had heated in a metal basket.

Zhang Xiaoyu immediately placed the stones inside the cloth-covered room and poured water over them.

With a hiss, a plume of white steam rose, and within ten seconds, the steam was already seeping out from the gaps. "Sigh, this kind of sauna room made of thick cloth isn't very airtight," he thought. "I'll make a better one next time so my lovely wives can enjoy it too."

After five or six minutes, Zhang Xiaoyu figured it was about time and jumped inside.

Instantly, a wave of moist heat washed over him, enveloping his naked body. Zhang Xiaoyu inhaled, the heat flowing down his throat.

"Ah, the long-awaited sauna!" Zhang Xiaoyu sat down on the stool, letting the heat massage his entire body. Sweat poured from his tightly opened pores. He

gasped for breath. "Damn, this sauna is so hot! There seem to be too many stones.

" "Husband, why is it so hot? What are you doing? Can you stand it?" Youcao entered, noticing the high temperature, and said to Zhang Xiaoyu. Soon, Youcao was sweating.

Zhang Xiaoyu scooped up another spoonful of water, poured it on the scalding stones, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and chuckled at Youcao, "It's wonderful! If you take a bath and then come in for a steam bath, it'll be like being in heaven." "Call Mother in too," Youcao called out a few times. A

moment later, Xiu Niang arrived. Upon entering the small sauna room, Xiu Niang was startled by the steaming heat. Immediately following was a coquettish cry: "Why is it so hot in here?" "Mother, sister, you two come and steam in the steam too." Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly chuckled wickedly; such a sight was a rare treat.

Youcao was still a young girl, and hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's cries of pleasure inside, she had long wanted to try it herself. As for Xiu Niang, she would never object to anything Zhang Xiaoyu said.

After the two women entered, they also exclaimed how hot it was. Zhang Xiaoyu pretended to be nonchalant and said indifferently, "If it's hot, take off your clothes." Hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's words, the mother and daughter began to undress.

Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes were red as he constantly scanned the two women as they undressed before him. In no time, two alluring bodies were presented before Zhang Xiaoyu.

Youcao's figure was that of a young girl, with skin as white as fluorescent light, and every key part was exquisite. Especially her buttocks, which were slightly upturned, were incredibly cute.

The embroiderer was already a ripe peach, tall and slender with high, firm breasts and a waist so slender it was almost an arm's length in size. She had virtually no excess fat.

Zhang Xiaoyu pulled Youcao into his arms, his expression like that of a spoiled young master. He lightly lifted her chin, twitching and teasing, "Little beauty, just give up on that idea. Be a good girl and let this old man have his fun, then I'll let you go home." "No! Help! Mother, save me!" Youcao cooperated perfectly, feigning fear as she pleaded with the embroiderer.

"What are you afraid of? You've always been a wild child. Yesterday you even fought with your own mother for a man; today, let someone else satisfy you properly?" the embroiderer said to her daughter, though her expression held a hint of excitement.

Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled coldly twice, teasingly saying, "Little beauty, give up on that idea. Any woman I set my sights on can't escape my grasp." As he spoke, he deliberately moved his hands slowly towards her waist, gently caressing Youcao's slender waist. The smooth skin felt incredibly pleasurable to Zhang Xiaoyu.

Youcao trembled violently at Zhang Xiaoyu's touch, her voice trembling as she pleaded, "Master, please let me go. I'm useless, I can't satisfy you. My mother is much better than me, she'll definitely make you feel good. Master, go find my mother." Youcao was completely absorbed in the moment.

Hearing Youcao's words, the embroiderer beside her also began to caress Youcao's body, muttering, "You heartless brat, selling your mother like this!" Caught between the two, Youcao struggled even more fiercely. The more she struggled, the more Zhang Xiaoyu's lust intensified, his breathing becoming increasingly heavy. Zhang Xiaoyu moved his hands up and grasped the swaying, slippery flesh in his palms... He kneaded it slowly and deliberately.

Youcao's breathing grew heavier, and the embroiderer kissed her lips from the side.

"Ah?" Youcao froze, as if struck by lightning, standing there stiffly. "Good daughter, thank you for making your mother and son-in-law's union yesterday. Now, let your mother thank you properly." The embroiderer was slightly out of breath, her voice trembling. Her small mouth slowly kissed her way down from Youcao's lips.

Youcao gradually felt the stimulation of the teasing, and her alabaster body began to flush crimson.

"Husband, come and love me!" Youcao suddenly felt a tremor throughout her body, calling out to Zhang Xiaoyu in a trembling voice. Her long eyelashes fluttered wildly in her tightly closed eyes.

Seeing this, even an iron man would be aroused. Zhang Xiaoyu embraced Youcao from behind. The two women, Zhang Xiaoyu and Xiu Niang, sandwiched her firmly between them, relentlessly teasing her sensitive spots.

Youcao's alluring body had already softened, only supported by Zhang Xiaoyu and Xiu Niang's bodies to prevent her from falling. However, this only intensified the entanglement between the three naked bodies, making the friction even more intense. "

Roar!" Zhang Xiaoyu roared softly, his pent-up desire finally bursting forth. He had Xiu Niang support Youcao's bent upper body and then pressed down on her from behind.

"Ah..." Youcao, already aroused, finally groaned loudly.

"Ugh!" But Xiu Niang didn't let her go, sealing her small mouth with a sweet kiss.

After this ordeal, Youcao was truly exhausted. Zhang Xiaoyu had taken her four times in two days, and it seemed she needed a day off. Xiu Niang, being more mature, could better handle Zhang Xiaoyu's demands, so she asked for leave for Youcao. Zhang Xiaoyu carried the drowsy Youcao in his arms and took her back to her room.

Now that Xiu Niang and her daughter were his women, he could proceed to the next step. Zhang Xiaoyu knew that he couldn't treat Madam Wang like an ordinary woman. She had lost much interest in men. To win her over, he had to rekindle her interest, and there was only one way: to let her experience the pleasures of sex again. Zhang Xiaoyu was confident in his abilities; he was far superior to Duan Zhengchun in both physique and physical attributes. Madam Wang was a woman who had experienced such things; he believed that once she tried it, even if she couldn't accept it at the time, she wouldn't be interested in women again. And the only man she could accept was Zhang Xiaoyu.

After the embroiderer returned, Zhang Xiaoyu said to her, "Xiuer, I heard my sister tell me that Madam Wang is interested in women, is that right?" Hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's question, the embroiderer truthfully replied, "Madam wasn't like this before. It was only recently that Madam seemed to have obtained a book somewhere, filled with pictures of men and women making love. Madam was very ashamed upon seeing it and wanted to destroy the book, but the last page depicted a woman making love with another woman. Madam was immediately attracted to that picture and kept the last page with her. Who knew that a few days later, Madam summoned me and we did the things depicted in the picture together.

" "I see. Then, Xiuer, do you think Madam will let you and my sister leave with me?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked the embroiderer, having overheard Madam Wang mentioning her interest in Youcao.

The embroiderer thought for a moment, then shook her head and said to Zhang Xiaoyu, "I'm not quite sure, but... but I think Madam seems to have taken a liking to Youcao recently, and she might not be willing to let her leave." She added with some worry.

"What should we do then?" Zhang Xiaoyu feigned distress. "How about... how about I make Madam my wife too? Only then will it work." "Ah, you're even eyeing Madam? You're incredibly audacious! Madam doesn't like men at all right now. Although you're highly skilled in martial arts, Madam has been kind to me and Youcao, and I don't want my brother to harm her." Xiu Niang, hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's words, feared he might do something detrimental to Madam Wang.

"Sister, don't worry, I've thought of a good plan. I guarantee Madam will accept me. You know how good my husband is. Do you think any woman would leave her husband after tasting his pleasure? Although Madam currently prefers women, she's still a woman, and this change won't last long. Trust me, I won't harm Madam." "My husband is my and Youcao's everything. Xiu Niang won't object to anything he says." Tell Xiu Niang your plan now.

Zhang Xiaoyu then told Xiu Niang his plan. Zhang Xiaoyu is now only one step away from winning over Madam Wang, and he is very confident about tonight's events.

The embroiderer, having been taken by Zhang Xiaoyu twice, is a little tired, so Zhang Xiaoyu lets her rest.

Zhang Xiaoyu initially considered going to find Wang Yuyan, but then decided against it. He'd better win over Madam Wang first. Wandering aimlessly, he suddenly saw Madam Wang admiring flowers alone, so he went over to greet her.

Madam Wang was quite happy to see Zhang Xiaoyu; she didn't know when he would leave, and her daughter's situation was still unresolved.

"Xiaoyu, what do you think of my Mantuo Manor?" Madam Wang asked Zhang Xiaoyu.

"It's indeed very nice, very beautiful. It would be wonderful to live here in the future," Zhang Xiaoyu replied casually.

Hearing this, Madam Wang was even happier. "Since you like it here, Xiao Yu, then stay a while longer and make yourself at home." Zhang Xiao Yu didn't understand what Madam Wang meant by this. He knew Madam Wang well; why was she being so kind today? A thought flashed through Zhang Xiao Yu's mind. Could it be that Madam Wang had taken a liking to him? But then he thought again, that didn't make sense. Madam Wang clearly liked women.

"Madam, to be honest, I must leave in a few days. There's something urgent I need to attend to." Regardless of Madam Wang's intentions, Zhang Xiao Yu couldn't stay here any longer. He needed to go to Xingzi Forest to see how things were developing. However, he didn't intend to change Qiao Feng's fate in Xingzi Forest, because that was his true identity, and Qiao Feng had the right to know his true identity. Even if he stopped things from developing, there was still Qiao Feng's father; he couldn't very well kill his father.

Madam Wang was somewhat disappointed to hear Zhang Xiao Yu's words. Fortunately, there were still a few days left. "Yu'er, I have something I want to tell you." "Madam, please speak freely." "I wish to marry Yu Yan to you. I wonder if you would be willing." What? Zhang Xiaoyu wondered if he had misheard. Madam Wang actually wanted to marry Wang Yu Yan to him? Although Zhang Xiaoyu knew that Madam Wang did not like Murong Fu, it was still too much to ask for Wang Yu Yan's hand in marriage. He hadn't even been here for three days.

"Yu'er, why aren't you saying anything? Is it because you are unwilling?" Madam Wang pressed on.

"Madam, actually, Xiaoyu already has someone he loves in his heart, so Xiaoyu cannot agree to this. Please don't take it to heart." Zhang Xiaoyu thought to himself that he would win over Madam Wang that night. Agreeing to marry Wang Yu Yan now would be asking for trouble. After winning over Madam Wang that night, Wang Yu Yan would be completely under his control.

"Is that so?" Madam Wang was greatly disappointed. Zhang Xiaoyu was just too much to her liking. Madam Wang had originally wanted Zhang Xiaoyu to give up the woman he loved, but after thinking about it, she gave up. Zhang Xiaoyu's martial arts skills were too high; she really couldn't do anything about him. The methods she used before, Xiao Ai, were no longer applicable.

Madam Wang hated unfaithful men the most, and today, for her daughter's sake, she even had the thought of forcing Zhang Xiaoyu to be unfaithful, which showed how much she loved Wang Yuyan.

"It's just that Yuyan doesn't have that blessing. I'm tired, so I'll go back to rest first," Madam Wang sighed and turned to leave. As

Madam Wang turned around, Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly exerted his strength.

"Bang..." "Ah..." Madam Wang cried out in pain; her foot had actually kicked a large rock.

How could there be such a large rock here? It clearly wasn't there just now. Little did Madam Wang know that this was actually Zhang Xiaoyu's doing; he had moved the rock in front of her as if he were retrieving something from thin air. Moreover, Zhang Xiaoyu's ability to remain completely unnoticed in front of Madam Wang was truly remarkable.

"Sister, are you alright?" Zhang Xiaoyu went straight to her and asked with concern.

Madam Wang's forehead veins bulged and her eyebrows furrowed. She said, "I think I twisted my ankle. Could you help me...?" Zhang Xiaoyu happily said, "Sister, don't move. I'll help you back to your room." Madam Wang nodded and said, "Thank you, Yu'er. I wish I had a son like you." "Sister, look at what you're saying. Doing things for you is only natural. I consider you my sister now, no less than a son. Besides, you're so young and beautiful. I wouldn't be willing to be your son." Zhang Xiaoyu immediately helped Madam Wang towards her room.

"You have a sweet tongue, but it's true. From today onwards, I'll consider you my younger brother." Madam Wang was still quite regretful that she couldn't have Zhang Xiaoyu as her son-in-law.

Zhang Xiaoyu had only helped Madam Wang a few steps when her injured foot caused her considerable pain. The throbbing pain in her small foot made her brow furrow. Suddenly, she lost her balance on the upper stone step, falling heavily against Zhang Xiaoyu. Fortunately, she managed to grab Zhang Xiaoyu's waist. At that moment,

Zhang Xiaoyu was still slightly dizzy from the womanly fragrance emanating from Madam Wang. Suddenly, a smooth body pressed down on him, and her delicate hands encircled his waist.

Caught off guard, Zhang Xiaoyu also instinctively grabbed Madam Wang. Just like that, their support turned into an embrace. Zhang Xiaoyu felt two mounds of flesh pressing against his chest, a sensation both stimulating and intoxicating. His hands unconsciously landed on Madam Wang's buttocks.

Full, firm, and elastic—that was Zhang Xiaoyu's impression. He hadn't expected even fate to be on his side. His hands involuntarily and gently massaged Madam Wang's buttocks a few times.

Madam Wang's cry of pain jolted Zhang Xiaoyu awake. He quickly withdrew his hands from Madam Wang's beautiful buttocks and asked with concern, "Sister, what's wrong?" Madam Wang was sweating profusely, her face contorted in pain. "Brother," she said, "my feet hurt so much!" Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyu quickly helped her sit down, saying, "Let me see." Madam Wang hesitated. Zhang Xiaoyu actually wanted to see her feet? That seemed inappropriate. After all, men and women shouldn't touch each other. Although they were now calling each other brother and sister, it wasn't a real relationship. Zhang Xiaoyu had already gone too far with her; if she were to let him touch her feet now, that would be truly inappropriate. It's important to know that in ancient times, women were as conservative about their feet as they were about their chastity. Therefore, women generally wouldn't let a man other than their husbands see their legs.

Just as Madam Wang hesitated, Zhang Xiaoyu gently lifted her foot. At this moment, Madam Wang's right foot was swollen with a large bruise.

Zhang Xiaoyu gently massaged Madam Wang's delicate feet, helping to improve blood circulation and remove bruises. He asked, "Does it hurt a lot? Should I call some people over?" From Zhang Xiaoyu's actions, Madam Wang could feel his gentleness. For some reason, she suddenly felt a little shy and quickly said, "No need, it was just a slight touch. I'll go back to my room and get some medicinal wine to rub on it, and it'll be fine." With that, she cried out in pain, "Ah!" Madam Wang said, "Be gentle..." Tiny beads of sweat trickled from her fair forehead, her face contorted in intense pain.

Zhang Xiaoyu said, "Then you rest here for a bit, I'll go get you some medicinal wine!" He got up to leave.

The sudden embrace and the lingering fragrance emanating from Madam Wang had been arousing Zhang Xiaoyu's desire. He knew very well that his lower body must be bulging with erections in his shorts, and if Madam Wang saw that, it would be very embarrassing for both of them. So he excused himself to get the medicinal wine to relieve his burning desire.

Zhang Xiaoyu was unaware that Madam Wang had already noticed his reaction; during that sudden embrace, his burning erection was already pressing against her lower abdomen.

Madam Wang was a mature woman who had already experienced matters of the heart. Madam Wang felt strange. If any other man dared to treat her like this, she would have killed them and used them as fertilizer. But since it was Zhang Xiaoyu, she didn't feel angry at all. Was it because she treated him like a younger brother, or because she particularly wanted him to be her son-in-law? Madam Wang couldn't find a reasonable explanation. "Brother, no, please help me back to my room. It's too embarrassing here." "This..." Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Madam Wang's still badly swollen feet and said, "Your feet are so swollen, you can't walk even if I help you. How about this, I'll carry you on my back." "Carry me on my back? That's not appropriate." Madam Wang was startled again. She was the mistress of Mantuo Manor, and the servants all knew that she rarely gave men a friendly look. Letting Zhang Xiaoyu stay at the manor had already caused some gossip among the servants. If Zhang Xiaoyu carried her and people saw it, how bad would that look! Moreover, it would be difficult to explain the relationship between them. It was really too difficult for her. But in Madam Wang's heart, there was also a little bit of longing, which she herself did not realize.

Seeing Madam Wang's hesitation, Zhang Xiaoyu knew she was afraid of being seen, and said, "Sister, the servants rarely come here, no one will see us. I'll put you down at your door, and everything will be fine." Madam Wang's feet were still aching, and she really couldn't walk. Looking around and seeing no one, she realized she had no choice but to accept Zhang Xiaoyu's kindness. She said, "Brother, then... then I'll trouble you." "No trouble at all, no trouble at all. I'm happy to do something for my sister." With that, Zhang Xiaoyu squatted down in front of the mature and beautiful Madam Wang.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoyu had already squatted down, Madam Wang thought to herself, "This scene looks so much like Pigsy carrying his wife!" Thinking this, Madam Wang's fair face flushed red, becoming even more alluring. However, Zhang Xiaoyu's robust and handsome appearance was worlds apart from Pigsy's. If Pigsy had been half as handsome as Zhang Xiaoyu back then, even Chang'e would probably have fallen into his arms.

As Zhang Xiaoyu crouched down, he felt a warm, jade-like body pressed tightly against him. Even through their clothes, he could feel the smoothness of Madam Wang's body. Her two jade-like arms encircled him, and he could smell the fragrance of her hands. Most irresistible were her two soft, elastic mounds of flesh. All of this stirred Zhang Xiaoyu's heart, igniting a burning desire within him.

Chapter 54: The Feeling of Flying

Madam Wang shared the same feeling. Initially, she thought it was just Zhang Xiaoyu carrying her on his back, nothing serious. But once she was on his broad back, the feeling was completely different. Leaving aside the subtle, heart-pounding pleasure of their skin touching, the man's powerful masculine aura alone made her heart pound. A faint thrill swirled in her mind. How many years had it been since she had been in contact with a man? If she had met Zhang Xiaoyu instead of Duan Zhengchun back then, how wonderful that would have been! She certainly wouldn't be living such an unhappy life now.

Madam Wang suddenly realized what she was thinking; how shameless! Actually, both Zhang Xiaoyu and the embroiderer were mistaken. Madam Wang hadn't fallen for women; rather, she hadn't experienced sexual intimacy with a man for many years, and her heart was constantly tormented by desire. Upon learning that women could also make love, she wanted to alleviate this torment.

Approaching Madam Wang's room, she looked around to make sure no one was there, then said to Zhang Xiaoyu, "Brother, we're here. Put me down." Zhang Xiaoyu quickly put her down. However, because Madam Wang's feet were still very painful and she could barely walk, Zhang Xiaoyu still helped her into the room.

After leading Madam Wang into the room, Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the beautiful woman with a pained expression. He wanted to personally apply medicinal wine to her beautiful feet, but Madam Wang refused. Zhang Xiaoyu could only sigh in disappointment.

Leaving the room, Zhang Xiaoyu thought of Wang Yuyan. He wondered what this girl, who had never received parental love and childhood joy, was doing now. He needed to find some fun things for her to experience the happiness she had lost in childhood. Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoyu had someone fetch some paper, bamboo sticks, and the like. There wasn't much to play with at Mantuo Manor. After capturing A'Luo, he'd have to teach her a lesson. All the maids here were adopted from childhood; he wondered how they spent their childhoods—probably similar to Wang Yuyan's.

The servants prepared the items and brought them to Zhang Xiaoyu's room. He planned to make a kite; he couldn't think of anything else to make. But thankfully, girls usually liked flying kites. Just as

Zhang Xiaoyu was finishing the kite, there was a knock at the door. He opened it and saw Wang Yuyan. He happily said, "Sister, what brings you here?" Wang Yuyan seemed a little reserved and nervous, perhaps because it was her first time in a man's room. "Nothing, I just came to check on you. Didn't you go out today? I didn't see you in the courtyard," Wang Yuyan asked.

Judging from Wang Yuyan's tone, it seemed she had specifically searched for him in the manor. Ha, this girl was finally treating him better. "Oh, I really am making something," Zhang Xiaoyu replied happily.

"What is this? Hmm, it's a pair of mandarin ducks! Not only is your drawing beautiful, but your cutting is also excellent. But why are there bamboo sticks stuck to these mandarin ducks?" Wang Yuyan had no idea what a kite was; no one had ever told her, and the books she had read were all about martial arts.

"This is a kite, or in your ancient terms, a paper kite," Zhang Xiaoyu said casually.

"Our ancient people? You're quite witty, young master. What is this paper kite for?" Wang Yuyan didn't seem to think much of it; her attention was clearly focused on the kite itself.

"You'd better be careful what you say in the future. Try to act like a modern person, otherwise explaining things will be exhausting.

" "This has many uses. I'll tell you slowly later. But nowadays, everyone uses kites as a form of exercise. During the Qingming Festival, people fly kites high and far, then cut the string, letting the kite carry away the bad luck accumulated throughout the year. It's a lot of fun." Zhang Xiaoyu knew a bit about the history of kites; in the Song Dynasty, people did indeed use kites this way.

"Is there a swing?" Wang Yuyan's eyes lit up when she heard that the kite was for playing. After swinging yesterday, Wang Yuyan was excited all night and even went to play this morning. But playing with the maid didn't feel as good as playing with Zhang Xiaoyu. Unable to find Zhang Xiaoyu, she came to his room to check.

"They're different, each with its own characteristics. Once it's finished, let's go out and play." Zhang Xiaoyu tied the string, and the kite was complete.

The two went to an open area. The weather was also very nice today, with a slight breeze, perfect for flying kites. Zhang Xiaoyu picked up the kite and carefully launched it into the sky.

"Wow, it's amazing! It's flying!" Wang Yuyan exclaimed happily, watching the kite soar.

Seeing that the kite was stable, Zhang Xiaoyu smiled at the envious Wang Yuyan and said, "Why don't you try it too?" Hearing this, Wang Yuyan happily ran over, but then, realizing she didn't know how, she said discouragedly, "I've never played before, I don't know how. I don't want it to fall." Wang Yuyan's words held envy for the kite in the sky. This girl, who had never known freedom, made Zhang Xiaoyu's heart ache, and he almost burst into tears.

"It's okay, I'll teach you. I guarantee it won't fall, and it'll fly higher and higher!" Zhang Xiaoyu suppressed his urge to cry and said gently to Wang Yuyan.

"Really? Yes, I believe you." Wang Yuyan looked into Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes, sensing that he knew what she was thinking. She felt a sense of relief; this man who gave her such a strange feeling was the first person who could understand her. Wang Yuyan was unaware that the image of her cousin, Murong Fu, in her heart was fading more and more.

Wang Yuyan took the kite, and Zhang Xiaoyu hurriedly told her, "When you fly a kite for the first time, first hold the string firmly in your hand, then let the kite face the wind, release the kite, and gently pull the string in your hand, and the kite will take off. When you first start flying a kite, you must be a little ruthless, relying on your feel, following the wind, carefully releasing the string in your hand, letting the kite fly as high as possible. Only at high altitudes is the airflow stable enough, and there's enough room to adjust when encountering changes in wind direction. Of course, the speed at which you release the string is very skillful; don't go too fast, and don't go too slow. When the wind comes, release it a little. When the wind settles, don't keep releasing it; pull it back a little too." "If you send the line out faster than you reel it in, and your line is long enough, the kite will soar high in the blue sky." "Now that the kite is in the air, the important thing is that your hands, arms, and body can't stop just because the kite is flying high. You need to use your hands to feel the tension of the line. Use your arms to continuously pull the kite line up and down. And as the wind changes, this method alone might not be enough to maintain the tension of the line and the stability of the kite. At this time, you need to move your body to maintain your connection with the kite." Zhang Xiaoyu calmly explained the kite-flying techniques to Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan was indeed very clever; Zhang Xiaoyu only explained it once, and she completely understood. The kite flew higher and higher in her hands. Watching Wang Yuyan holding the kite, her face beaming with joy, constantly skipping and jumping, Zhang Xiaoyu felt very gratified and happy. "Yuyan, with me in this life, you won't be like those characters in novels anymore. I will definitely make you happy and joyful," Zhang Xiaoyu firmly told himself.

Wang Yuyan was finally exhausted from running. Zhang Xiaoyu and Shang Qian tied the rope to a rock, and the two sat down together on the grass. Seeing the sweat on Wang Yuyan's forehead, Zhang Xiaoyu took out a handkerchief and gently wiped it away for her.

Wang Yuyan wanted to pull away, but looking into Zhang Xiaoyu's tender gaze, she felt she had lost control of her body. How could she be like this? I love my cousin, I love my cousin, Wang Yuyan kept telling herself.

"How do you feel?" Zhang Xiaoyu, unaware of Wang Yuyan's unusual behavior, asked her.

Wang Yuyan, through constant self-suggestion, finally calmed down and said, "I feel like I can control it, I can let it fly freely, and watching it fly freely, it's as if I can fly too." "Actually, a kite floats freely in the sky; the vast sky is its stage. People, on the other hand, always live in a life they've designed themselves. But a kite is different; it has its own direction, it goes wherever the wind blows, carefree and without worries. People are too tired. A kite is always tethered by a silent string; where it can go and how high it can reach are controlled by people. But people are different; people can create one better world after another." "The higher the realm, the less free the kite will ultimately be. Without the string that binds it, it will only fall from the sky. But people can fight for their own freedom." After a pause, Zhang Xiaoyu continued, "Human emotions are like that too. We always think that the person we like is our destined one, like the string on the kite. Without it, we will fall. But we are all wrong. The true destiny is not the string, but the person flying the kite. Yuyan, do you understand what I'm saying?" Wang Yuyan was a wise and intelligent woman. She understood the implications of Zhang Xiaoyu's words, but she could only pretend not to understand.

Seeing that Wang Yuyan remained silent, Zhang Xiaoyu smiled at her and said, "Yuyan, look at that pair of mandarin ducks in the sky. Don't they miss us?" Wang Yuyan trembled, feeling her heart pounding faster and faster. She quickly got up and ran away, saying as she ran, "I'm tired. I'm going back to rest." Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Wang Yuyan's beautiful figure and murmured, "Yuyan, when will you be able to open your heart?" Wang Yuyan didn't come to dinner. Youcao said that Wang Yuyan was a little tired and went to bed first. Madam Wang had just bathed and sat down next to Zhang Xiaoyu. The mature fragrance emanating from her body was irresistible to Zhang Xiaoyu.

Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but say, "Sister, you're getting more and more beautiful. Your brother can hardly resist." Madam Wang smiled happily at Zhang Xiaoyu's compliment. As Madam Wang smiled, her full breasts, tightly wrapped in silk, trembled uncontrollably, rippling in waves before Zhang Xiaoyu, tempting his eyes. Seeing the alluring sight of Madam Wang's chest, Zhang Xiaoyu's heart pounded. His eyes were irresistibly drawn to the source of those waves, unable to look away even for a moment, while a certain part of his body reacted strongly. Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but

swallow, calculating whether he could hold Madam Wang's treasures in one hand. After a careful examination, Zhang Xiaoyu judged that it was clearly impossible, muttering, "Too big. I definitely can't hold one in one hand." Madam Wang, hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's sudden remark, asked curiously, "What's so big that you can't even hold it in one hand, little brother?" Madam Wang, of course, didn't realize Zhang Xiaoyu was referring to her treasures, but the embroiderer opposite her understood perfectly, secretly giving Zhang Xiaoyu a flirtatious wink.

Chapter 55: Sister, Your Steamed Buns Are Too Big!

"Oh, I meant sister's steamed buns are too big!" Zhang Xiaoyu meant to say that the steamed buns prepared by Madam Wang were too big, but he misspoke again. However, Zhang Xiaoyu wasn't too worried. People in ancient times wouldn't think that "steamed buns" referred to their suckling pigs.

Sure enough, Madam Wang really thought Zhang Xiaoyu was talking about the steamed buns prepared today. "No, they're the same size as usual. Even if they're a bit bigger today, they're not as big as you said, brother." "Hehe, brother, you're just joking," Zhang Xiaoyu said with a smile, while thinking to himself that he would know whether he could hold them or not tonight.

"By the way, sister, how do you usually maintain your figure and skin? It's really great." Zhang Xiaoyu changed the subject again.

"Well, you make it sound so good. I'm almost forty years old, I'm already old and faded. Brother, don't be so hypocritical." Although Madam Wang was happy inside, she still declined verbally.

Just then, Madam Wang got up and bent over to pick up some food from the table opposite her. Previously, servants had always served her, but now Zhang Xiaoyu didn't like it and had to do it herself. This bending over was incredibly difficult for Zhang Xiaoyu. Ancient women's palace robes only had a belt at the waist, no buttons, so the upper part of the robe would spread open when bending over. From Zhang Xiaoyu's angle, he could see a beautiful view through the opening. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem, but Madam Wang had a habit of not wearing a bodice after bathing. Today, she was only using a thin, transparent gauze as a bra, like a modern ultra-thin lace bra. Zhang Xiaoyu immediately saw a large expanse of alluring white skin.

As Madam Wang got up to pick up the food, her hands naturally rose, and the cleavage formed by the white skin under the thin gauze was made even deeper by her movement. The deep cleavage, exuding a captivating fragrance, made Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth dry.

Looking at the deep cleavage, Zhang Xiaoyu said, "Sister, what you're saying is the truth, from the bottom of my heart. Sister is really beautiful, with a great figure and skin, and she's mature and elegant. If you wanted to, I'm afraid no man in the world could escape your grasp." As he spoke, Zhang Xiaoyu kept fantasizing about those big treasures in his mind. At that moment, Zhang Xiaoyu felt a surge of impulse, really wanting to reach out and place his hands on Madam Wang's alluring, full, snow-white breasts, tightly wrapped in her bra, to liberate them, to release them, to feel the elasticity and delicate sensation they would bring

. Hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's words, everyone chuckled again, casually remarking, "So, you can't escape your sister's grasp either? Will your little brother give up the person you like for your sister?" This laughter made it even clearer for Zhang Xiaoyu of the trembling, snow-white breasts.

Madam Wang's comment was just a joke, but she quickly realized it was inappropriate. She glanced at Zhang Xiaoyu, only to see him staring at her intently. Following his gaze, she noticed her front was open, revealing her intimate parts to Zhang Xiaoyu. She quickly pulled her clothes back up and said to the others, "I'm finished eating, I'm going back to my room." She hurriedly left.

Unbeknownst to her, as she turned to leave, Zhang Xiaoyu was admiring her full, shapely buttocks, tightly encased in her gauze dress. The gauze dress, clinging to her alluring buttocks like a second skin, perfectly accentuated their contours.

Zhang Xiaoyu felt that Madam Wang's full buttocks, wrapped in her gauze skirt, were so round and perky. He could almost feel their amazing elasticity without even touching them. Now, they were swaying from side to side with Madam Wang's gait, showing the rhythmic pulsation of her muscles.

Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly noticed that Madam Wang's gauze skirt seemed to have a slightly damp mark, right in the middle of her buttocks. This discovery made Zhang Xiaoyu's heart burn even hotter.

What a beauty! Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't wait to carry out his plan, but the time was not yet right, and his heart was being tormented. Although Madam Wang had left, Zhang Xiaoyu still

had to eat. The embroiderer opposite him smiled and said to Zhang Xiaoyu, "Husband, how is it? Is Madam's treasure big?

" "Big, of course it's big, but it's nowhere near as big as yours, Mother. Madam's can't be held in one hand, and Mother's can't be held in two hands." Zhang Xiaoyu wasn't stupid; of course, he wouldn't say that Madam Wang's breasts were bigger than hers in front of the embroiderer.

"You've got a conscience, I didn't let you eat for nothing yesterday. But mine really isn't as good as Madam's. Madam's is not only bigger than the embroiderer's, but it also feels better to the touch. Most importantly, Madam's is wonderful." Hearing the embroiderer say this, Zhang Xiaoyu immediately became interested. "What's so wonderful about it? Tell me." "I'm not telling you yet. You'll experience it for yourself tonight. I guarantee you'll love it." The embroiderer knew she was whetting Zhang Xiaoyu's appetite.

"Husband, Mother, what are you talking about? I don't understand at all." Youcao was still very innocent, and she was confused by Zhang Xiaoyu and the embroiderer's words.

"Isn't it because your husband is eyeing Madam?" The embroiderer said to her daughter.

"Ah, husband, really? You're such a lecher! You don't even spare Madam. But husband is so outstanding, I believe Madam won't escape your grasp." Youcao chuckled, relaying what Zhang Xiaoyu had told Madam Wang.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't retort, pretending to be nonchalant, but his hand slowly moved towards Youcao, who was speaking. Slowly, his foot caressed Youcao's thigh.

Youcao, who was happily chatting, suddenly felt an invasion from under the table. She was startled, feeling a foot gently stroking her thigh, then slowly moving towards the inside.

Her right hand, holding the chopsticks, trembled. Besides her mother, only her husband was there; that foot must belong to her husband. Youcao didn't continue speaking, lowering her head to quietly feel the invasion of Zhang Xiaoyu's foot buried between her thighs and the heat and coldness it brought to the area. Youcao lowered her head even further. Her mother was sitting to her right. How embarrassing it would be if her mother found out! Although she and her mother had served her husband in bed, being teased by her husband under the table felt even more shameful. But then she thought that the tablecloth was large, covering her lower body, and her mother wouldn't see her being defiled by her husband's foot. The moment the thought crossed her mind, Youcao felt the sensation between her legs amplified countless times.

Sensing Youcao's tense stiffness, Zhang Xiaoyu's feet became even more audacious. He even reached the edge of Youcao's underpants, teasing the edge of her mysterious garden.

"Ah!" Youcao couldn't help but moan softly. She felt Zhang Xiaoyu's feet touching her sensitive spots, and her body had become so sensitive, a faint, unbearable urge rising within her.

Her cat-like moan quickly attracted the attention of the embroiderer sitting beside her. The embroiderer saw Youcao biting her lip, her face unnaturally flushed like an apple. Then, looking at Zhang Xiaoyu's triumphant, light panting, her eyes flashed with an unreadable light.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" The embroiderer seemed to know nothing.

Youcao looked up at her mother, who had a slight smile on her face. Did her mother know? Youcao's face turned even redder. That wretched husband, always making her look bad in front of his wife. "I just got bitten by an ant," she said coquettishly. Just as she finished speaking, she felt Zhang Xiaoyu's big toe begin rubbing it.

A soft whimper escaped Youcao's cherry-red lips.

Zhang Xiaoyu was enjoying the smoothness of Youcao's leg with his foot when he suddenly felt a foot rest on his own. Who was it? Zhang Xiaoyu looked across at her. Youcao was still enduring the pain, while the embroiderer was looking at him seductively. It was his mother-in-law. It seemed his mother-in-law was retaliating because he hadn't served her daughter well.

Zhang Xiaoyu grabbed the embroiderer's jade-like foot with his left hand, pulling off the sock. A small, beautiful foot was revealed before him. Ancient women's feet were indeed beautiful. Zhang Xiaoyu held it in his hand, playing with it gently, while simultaneously slowing his attack on Youcao. Youcao could finally catch her breath.

After playing with it for a while, Zhang Xiaoyu felt unsatisfied. He quietly lifted the hem of his long robe and pressed the embroiderer's beautiful foot against his manhood. The embroiderer felt a burning sensation on her foot, much hotter than when Zhang Xiaoyu had held it in his hand. She immediately understood and felt a surge of excitement. However, her beautiful foot slowly began to move.

Zhang Xiaoyu felt an immense sense of pleasure. "Mature women are so wonderful," he thought to himself.

Finally, Zhang Xiaoyu released his pent-up desire. The embroiderer withdrew her foot, which was covered in hot liquid. Youcao, seeing the expressions on her mother's and Zhang Xiaoyu's faces, smiled knowingly and said to her mother, "Mother, you're so good. Even during mealtime, you serve your son-in-law so well." The embroiderer blushed and retorted, "My husband treats you even better. Didn't he serve you very well just now?" The mother and daughter laughed together.

The three of them finally finished their sensual dinner. After sending Youcao back to her room, Zhang Xiaoyu and the embroiderer went out. The embroiderer told Zhang Xiaoyu that she had already spoken with Madam Wang, and they would go there now.

At Madam Wang's door, Zhang Xiaoyu hid to the side. The embroiderer went in and soon came out with Madam Wang. The two were going to take a bath. Zhang Xiaoyu took the opportunity to enter Madam Wang's room and hide. After

a while, the two beauties returned to the room after bathing.

They entered, closed the door, and began their intimate activities without hesitation. Ever since Lady Wang read about the lovemaking between women in the book, she had engaged in erotic acts with some servants. However, the more she did it, the more empty and unbearable she felt, and the less satisfied she became. Tonight, stimulated by Zhang Xiaoyu's gaze at dinner, she immediately became aroused and hurried back to her room to wait for the embroiderer's arrival.

"Embroiderer, you're so beautiful." "

No matter how beautiful you are, you can't compare to Madam." The two women embraced, kneading each other's buttocks. Passionate and lingering kisses caused their full breasts to rub against each other incessantly. For some reason, the effect that usually took a long time to achieve was now achieved in just a few minutes.

The two women lay on the large bed, engaging in a passionate lovemaking session. The embroiderer lay diagonally, while Lady Wang turned to the other side, their four rounded, beautiful legs crossed. The two beauties grabbed each other's ankles and rubbed them desperately.

"Embroiderer, I can't take it anymore." "Wait...wait for me a moment..." The embroiderer had also reached her climax. After Lady Wang's pleasure subsided, she rubbed against her a few more times before collapsing as well. Zhang Xiaoyu, who was peeking from the side, opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue. His expression was extremely cartoonish. He never expected that Madam Wang, who was usually so dignified, would be so uninhibited when doing this.

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