The courtesan's plaything

This post was last edited by long1775 on 2017-7-6 17:04.
Yuan Yuan's "The Courtesan's Plaything"
From a young age, she was beautiful beyond compare, but her small mouth never uttered a single kind word. Her favorite thing to do was to make her beloved grit his teeth in anger! No wonder that when the man returned home in glory under her "encouragement," the first thing he did upon seeing her was to shut her up with her venomous lips... Just kidding! She was the most famous courtesan in the northern city. If she wanted to kiss someone, everyone should kiss them. Did she think she would be afraid of him? And it wasn't just kissing; she even put her virginity up for auction. She didn't believe that by openly offering herself to him, this blockhead wouldn't get it—fortunately, this man, though a bit dim-witted, wasn't completely "unromantic." But she didn't expect that when he realized he had been "captured" by her, he would have such a strong reaction...
Prologue
: Fine snowflakes fell.
Snowflakes covered the entire northern city, and the cold wind blew, creating a desolate atmosphere in the twelfth lunar month.
In this kind of weather, people in the city were few and far between; no one dared to go out on such a day.
A little boy stood alone in the snowy night, his thin clothes offering no protection from the cold. His frail body trembled uncontrollably, and even his lips were frozen purple.
Yet he didn't cry, not even shedding a tear. He simply stood stubbornly, his lips pressed tightly together, silently standing on the snow.
"Hey! Aren't you cold?" A little girl in a snow-white fox fur coat stood by the wall, using a ladder beneath her for support. Her bright eyes blinked gently, and a slight smile played on her lips.
She had a face as delicate and smooth as warm jade, with slender willow eyebrows, bright almond-shaped eyes, and a delicate, graceful air that exuded a noble yet fragile beauty. Even at such a young age, it was clear she would grow up to be a stunning beauty.
At this moment, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes shone with curiosity and a hint of mischievousness, fixed intently on the boy.
Hearing the little girl's voice, the boy glanced at her briefly, then looked away as if he hadn't seen her and continued standing.
Rejected, the little girl touched her nose, but instead of giving up, she climbed even higher, standing on the wall, and then jumped down.
"Hey!" The little boy was startled and rushed forward to catch her, but he had been standing for too long, his body was stiff and cold, and he couldn't muster any strength. He could only fall awkwardly to the ground.
"Hehe! Don't be nervous." The little girl landed lightly, like a willow catkin, landing weightlessly on the snow, leaving only faint footprints.
She wasn't stupid; only a fool would jump off a wall if they weren't confident.
"You!" The boy's eyes widened, immediately realizing the girl knew martial arts. He had been tricked! His frozen mouth immediately uttered a few low curses.
"Hey! Aren't you cold lying there?" Squatting in front of him, the little girl cupped her face in her hands, looking at him curiously, and couldn't resist poking his head.
"Don't poke me, I'm not dead yet!" The boy spat out an annoyed voice. She thought he liked to lie down! If his body hadn't been frozen stiff, he would have gotten up long ago.
"Wow! It's amazing you're still alive after standing here for so long in this weather!" The little girl exclaimed. She had noticed that he had been standing there for a full two hours!
"Ugh! You're an eyesore!" He was wearing only thin clothes, while she was wearing a warm fox fur coat. The stark contrast made him uncomfortable.
"Why are you being so fierce? It's not like I punished you by making you stand here. You must have been slacking off during your martial arts practice, which is why your dad punished you." The soft voice was gentle and mischievous.
"Hmph!" He turned his eyes away, not wanting to look at her.
"You! You're so stupid! Do you think you can get your dad's attention like this? You're just asking for trouble! Standing outside in the freezing winter, who will care about how stupid you are!" The little girl muttered. She had never seen such a stupid person.
"Mind your own business! Screw it!" The boy's voice was rough, filled with impatience and annoyance at being called out.
"You think I really want to care about you?!" She just couldn't stand it anymore; such a stupid person, no brains at all! "Let me tell you, being naughty is useless. Even if you get attention, it'll be the kind of attention that people despise. It'll only make people think you'll never be as good as the child born to the legal wife. Why bother? It's a thankless task. You have a brain!"
"Hey! Ling Qiaoqiao, have you said enough?" She was furious, her pale face flushed with anger.
"Not yet!" She glared at him; how dare he interrupt her! She reached out and poked him hard again! "Let me tell you, smart people only strive to improve themselves. They tell others that even if you're born of a concubine, you can still forge your own path. Someone like you, even in ten years, will still be a useless piece of trash, annoying to everyone!"
"Damn it! What's it to you!" The boy angrily slapped her hand away, his eyes red with rage. He was angry at her words, angry at his own uselessness, angry at so many things...
"It's none of my business." Ling Qiaoqiao snorted. "Go ahead and do whatever you want! In ten years, I'll see you're still a useless piece of trash."
So unyielding!
She stood up, dusted off her fox fur coat, and turned to go home.
"I won't be a useless piece of trash..."
came a stubborn whisper from behind.
"Hmm." Ling Qiaoqiao turned around.
"I'm telling you, I will never be a useless piece of trash, you just wait and see!" The boy roared, raising his wounded little face, stubbornly and defiantly yelling at Ling Qiaoqiao. "Heh! I'll try my best to see." A slight smile
played on her lips as she pulled a bottle of medicine from her bosom and tossed it to him. "Wipe it on your wounds!" With that, she turned and, without looking back, lightly leaped over the wall and disappeared. Only the boy remained, lying on the snow, clutching the medicine, staring at the vanished figure, his small, frostbitten lips opening and closing. "I'll prove it to you..." Ten years isn't much time to remember someone... Chapter One: Night fell, and red lanterns hung high. The quiet red-light district immediately came alive. Brightly dressed brothel madams giggled and beckoned customers. Each brothel subtly competed with the others, but the most successful was undoubtedly the largest brothel in the North City—Baihua Pavilion. Speaking of Baihua Pavilion, its fame extended beyond the North City to the neighboring South City. Some even traveled from afar just to catch a glimpse of the renowned courtesan—Ling Qiaoqiao. Speaking of Ling Qiaoqiao, she was quite a peculiar character. She single-handedly founded the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, and her background was well-known— the power and rumors surrounding the Ling family were common knowledge in Beicheng. Yet, the eldest daughter of the prestigious Ling family opened a brothel and became its top courtesan. This shocked the entire city back then, becoming the talk of the town. But Old Master Ling didn't care at all. Don't forget, he was once a bandit leader, possessing the bold and unrestrained spirit of a江湖儿女 (jianghu heroine/hero). He disregarded old rules; as long as his daughter was capable, he let her do whatever she wanted without interference, and was even proud of her! Think about it, his daughter was not only stunningly beautiful but also incredibly talented, with a mischievous and intelligent nature… Which of these qualities didn't make him, as her father, proud? So he let her be, as long as she was happy. And Ling Qiaoqiao did not disappoint Master Ling. The Hundred Flowers Pavilion, which she built, became the largest flower shop in the North City in a short period of time. Its reputation spread far and wide, and no one knew about it. Moreover, no one dared to cause trouble in the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

"It's not like I'm courting death!" Putting aside the Ling family's power, the connections Ling Qiaoqiao has built are enough to deter anyone from offending her. So, despite bearing the title of courtesan, as the head mistress of Baihua Pavilion, Ling Qiaoqiao's word is law, and no one dares to disobey.
Therefore, whether or not she wants to see guests is entirely up to her. Like today, she has a special guest, so even though someone made a reservation a month ago, they have to wait their turn without question.
"Your business is still as good as ever." A deep, mellow male voice drifted softly from Qiaoling Pavilion.
Unlike the bustling front courtyard, Qiaoling Pavilion in the back was tranquil, its elegant furnishings reflecting the owner's refined taste.
"What, are you thinking of investing?" Ling Qiaoqiao smiled slightly, her eyes gently lifting. Her face, free of makeup, was fair and rosy, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterflies, subtly captivating.
Her beauty was ethereal, untouched by worldly concerns. A light green dress accentuated her graceful figure, while a simple black silk draped down her back, tied only with a green ribbon. A few strands of hair escaped the ribbon, falling against her cheek.
Her almond-shaped eyes sparkled with a smile, a subtle sharpness flashing within them, only to instantly soften into a gentle allure. Her harmless appearance was delicate and captivating.
"No, I'm afraid if I invest, all my money will be swallowed up by you." Huangfu Jue scoffed lightly, unfazed by her delicate appearance. Having known her for a long time, he had a certain understanding of her.
"Tsk! You don't trust me at all, and you're supposed to be my fiancé." She glanced at him, her slender fingers moving a chess piece, aiming at her target.
"It's precisely because I'm your fiancé that I know you're completely untrustworthy." Avoiding the red piece's pursuit, she protected the king, allowing the black piece to retaliate.
"Fiancé?" Ling Qiaoqiao scoffed lightly. "We've been betrothed since birth, and it's been nineteen years now, yet you haven't made a move. Huangfu Jue, do you really want to marry me?"
"If you really want me to marry you, just say the word, and I'll go to the Ling family to propose and bring you home. The question is, do you want to marry me?" He picked up a cup of tea, lifted the lid to remove the foam, and glanced at her indifferently with his handsome eyes.
Resting her chin on her hand, playing with a red chess piece, Ling Qiaoqiao looked Huangfu Jue up and down.
"You're handsome and talented, and the overlord of the North. Your family fortune alone could last three lifetimes. Which girl wouldn't want to marry you?" She winked at him.
"Pfft!" Huangfu Jue almost spat out his tea. "Come on, don't try to flirt with me. I can't handle it." Even the finest tea had turned bitter.
Having known Ling Qiaoqiao for nineteen years, how could he not understand her personality? She
would absolutely get what she wanted, no matter the means; but if someone forced her to do something she didn't want, she would never resist, but she would definitely find a chance to retaliate!
And he—Huangfu Jue—was exactly what she didn't want.
If she hadn't been betrothed to him at birth, he probably wouldn't have become her fiancé at all; and the reason he still bore that title was because he didn't have those feelings for her.
He only regarded her as a younger sister. Although she was very beautiful, sorry, her personality was also very cunning. He was certain that if he hadn't had no feelings for her, she would have found a way to get rid of him, making his title of fiancé disappear eight hundred years ago.
He, Huangfu Jue, couldn't handle such a venomous beauty!
"Tch—you don't know your stuff!" Ling Qiaoqiao snorted, her slender hand putting down a red chess piece and capturing one of Huangfu Jue's pieces.
"By the way, I heard that Leng Haotian won, subduing the Dannu Kingdom, which had threatened the dynasty for decades. He returned home in triumph and was even appointed the Grand General Protector of the Nation by the Emperor. I heard he'll be returning home in glory soon."
Her finger, which had been moving a red piece, paused, then subtly moved it to the desired position. "Is that so?" Her tone was as calm as if nothing had happened.
Huangfu Jue didn't miss her hesitation, a slight smile playing on his handsome lips. "If nothing unexpected happens, he'll be back in Beicheng in the next couple of days."
"So what?" Her almond-shaped eyes narrowed, giving him a dismissive glance.
"You've been waiting a long time for this calm?" He took a sip of tea, his dark eyes fixed on her, his clear gaze telling her that he wasn't so easily fooled.
A beautiful smile curved her lips, and she glared at him irritably. "None of your business, General!" She had won!
"Wow!" Huangfu Jue was stunned. How could the situation have reversed so quickly?
"Idiot! Who taught you to be distracted while playing chess? I'm taking the fifty thousand taels." Picking up the silver notes beside her, Ling Qiaoqiao happily counted them.
But her mind was wandering.
She still remembered what that boy had said on that snowy day—"
I will prove it to you..."
General Leng returned home in glory, and the Leng family celebrated lavishly. The patriarch of the Leng family was overjoyed and held a grand banquet to celebrate. Everyone in the entire North City was invited, and the festivities were planned to last for three days and three nights...
Leng Haotian's deeds resounded throughout the entire North City, and everyone was talking about him. Of course, all of this reached Ling Qiaoqiao's ears.
Standing in the courtyard, she looked at the wall separating her from the Leng family and could hear the celebrations coming from the other side. It seemed the festivities would last until late at night.
Raising an eyebrow, she lightly leaped over the wall.
Her courtyard was adjacent to Leng Haotian's. Unlike the bustling front yard, the back yard was quiet, even desolate, clearly uninhabited for a long time.
Indeed, back then he was a child born to a concubine, treated worse than a servant in the Leng family; how could his living conditions be good?
But now he was a great general, presumably he wouldn't live here, he must have moved to another courtyard.
Ling Qiaoqiao looked at the long-abandoned courtyard, remembering that snowy day when she and he had spoken in this very courtyard.
That conversation was their last; afterwards, he disappeared from the Leng family, no one knew where he went, and the Leng family was indifferent, showing no interest in searching for him.
But now that he was a great general, the Leng family's attitude was different, as if the treatment from back then had never existed.
How realistic!
Ling Qiaoqiao curled her lips in a mocking smile, her bright eyes sweeping lightly over her surroundings, her mind still on the boy from back then.
Because their courtyards were adjacent, it was hard for her not to notice him.
In particular, she often heard scolding voices coming from the neighboring courtyard, along with a boy's defiant retorts, followed by the sound of a cane being lashed. Yet, she never heard the boy cry out in pain, not even once. She was extremely curious! Out of boredom, she inquired about the neighbors' affairs thoroughly.
The Leng family was a scholarly family, with generations of officials who placed great importance on their reputation. Leng Haotian was the child of Master Leng, conceived accidentally with a madam while drunk at a brothel. Being his own flesh and blood, he had no choice but to marry her to protect his reputation.
However, Leng Haotian's mother died in childbirth, leaving him motherless from birth. Madam Leng, of course, despised him, wishing he had never existed. In the eyes of Madam Leng, born into a prestigious family, the child of a prostitute was utterly despicable.
So he never had a good life growing up. Even the servants treated him badly, and he was treated worse than a dog in the Leng family. Moreover, he was stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat, always deliberately causing trouble to get his father's attention.
In her eyes, these actions were utterly stupid, yet she found him amusing. So she secretly approached him, constantly provoking him with her words, which resulted in him never giving her a kind look.
But she didn't care; she just found it fun. Whenever she provoked him, his expression would immediately change, and every reaction amused her. She was having a lot of fun.
But after a while, she also felt a little sorry for him.
That's why she couldn't stand it anymore and said those things to him that snowy day, but she thought he was as stubborn as a rock in a cesspool and wouldn't listen to her.
Unexpectedly… it seems he does have some brains after all.
"Yeah, he's human after all, and he's got a few brainless moments…" Her words weren't in vain.
However, after he left, her days became boring. No one to play with, no one to amuse her, she was so bored!
He disappeared, and she missed him terribly. She felt so lost without a plaything!
And… she had to admit, she actually cared a little about him. Penniless, what if he starved to death outside? Especially since he wasn't very bright, he might get scammed or become a beggar for the rest of his life… She had all sorts of guesses in her mind, but she just felt he definitely wouldn't have a good life. The more she thought about it, the more
worried she became. She couldn't help but send someone to investigate him, but the news she received was that he had joined the army!
Starting as a lowly soldier, he had climbed to his current position…
"I never thought a fool could have such a place…" It was truly a miracle! He actually kept his word, just as he had promised—he would prove it to her!
Ling Qiaoqiao smiled faintly, her almond-shaped eyes softening. That stubborn, proud boy! Ten years had passed; she wondered what he was like now…
“Thank you for your praise!”
Suddenly, a voice, forced out through gritted teeth, came from the doorway.
Ling Qiaoqiao was startled and looked up. The moon peeked out from behind the dark clouds, casting a soft glow that illuminated the entire courtyard.
In the moonlight, she saw him clearly.
His black hair was loose, simply tied back with a thin rope. His rugged features exuded a strong masculine aura, and his tall, muscular body carried an imposing presence. His hawk-like black eyes were fixed on her without blinking. Blinking
, Ling Qiaoqiao superimposed the rugged man before her with the boy in her heart. Despite the drastic changes, she felt that nothing had changed, because those eyes were just as they had been back then.
Leng Haotian's gaze never left Ling Qiaoqiao. Ten years had passed, and she was even more beautiful than he remembered. Her delicate, youthful appearance as a child made it easy to imagine her growing beauty.
But seeing her in person was far more breathtaking than he had imagined. In the moonlight, she was like a fairy stepping out of a painting, her ethereal beauty untouched by the mundane world.
However, he recognized her instantly. That mouth of hers was still so venomous it made him want to punch her.
"Ling Qiaoqiao, you really don't know how to say anything nice right away." What kind of idiot could have a place in the world? Clearly, she looked down on him!
A deep voice reached Ling Qiaoqiao's ears, pulling her back to reality.
"Why aren't you in the front yard?"
Why come here instead? "Why can't I come? Is this your house or mine?" He scoffed, his tone not only unfriendly but also his expression unpleasant.
He didn't know why he was here; he just felt… she should be here.
He always remembered her, he couldn't forget her even if he wanted to. She was the most painful page in his childhood memories. He was constantly teased by her, his face would turn red with anger, yet he was powerless against her.
After all, he couldn't beat her even if he wanted to, it was truly shameful!
In his youth, he was always manipulated by her, completely unable to resist, he hated her to death!
But... somehow, he just always remembered her, never forgetting her for a single moment in the past ten years. When he returned to Beicheng, the first person he wanted to see was her!
He hadn't forgotten the last words he said to her on that snowy day.
He would prove her wrong! He wasn't a loser, he never would be!
"I thought you would never step into this courtyard." He had suffered countless humiliations here back then, and she thought that after his triumph, he would never set foot here again.
"Hmph! I will never forget this place." He glared at her, his dark eyes narrowed, not forgetting that she had shared in the humiliation he had suffered.
Of course, Ling Qiaoqiao also remembered that she had bullied him just as much as anyone else back then.
He squinted, looking like he held a grudge. "Hey! It's been so long, you don't still hold a grudge, do you?" Just to be safe, she took a few steps back, distancing herself from him.
"You think those things are so easy to forget?" He grinned menacingly, cracking his knuckles with a crisp snapping sound. "I don't believe I can't beat you now."
"Uh... a general like you shouldn't bully a little girl like that," Ling Qiaoqiao chuckled dryly. His martial arts used to be rudimentary, so of course he was easy to bully, but now it was different. He was a general, and she...
honestly, apart from her lightness skill, her other martial arts were completely lacking. How could she possibly beat him?
"Anyway, there's no one around, and no one will know." Leng Haotian squinted, and just as Ling Qiaoqiao lightly touched the ground with her toes, about to escape, he swiftly stepped forward, effortlessly capturing her and pulling her into his arms.
"Whoa!" Ling Qiaoqiao didn't even have time to escape before she was caught in an instant. "Leng Haotian! You..." Could it be that he was faster than her?
"These past ten years haven't been wasted." Did she think the days she was often defeated by her ten years ago would happen again?
"Uh..." Ling Qiaoqiao glared at Leng Haotian and laughed dryly. She was sensible; she knew when to fight back and when not to. But now...
"Fine! Hit me all you want! Let me tell you, if you have the guts, hit me harder, and I'll remember every single one of them!" Ling Qiaoqiao gritted her teeth and resignedly closed her eyes!
Looking at the girl in his arms, her little face held high, with a hint of defiance and a stubborn temper, Leng Haotian's hands itched. He could finally avenge the grudge from ten years ago.
He smiled, looking at that exquisite face, and memories from ten years ago flooded his mind...
In them, there were her teasing him, his anger, and... when he was punished and covered in wounds, only she stayed by his side, reciting remedies as she applied medicine...
He remembered clearly; he hadn't forgotten a single thing about her.
"Hey! If you're going to hit me, hurry up!" The girl in his arms was getting impatient and yelled irritably.
Leng Haotian smiled. She really hadn't changed at all.
"Fine! I'll hit
you! Don't cry!" Get lost! She, Ling Qiaoqiao, wouldn't cry! She would only retaliate…
Before she could finish her thought, something soft pressed against her lips, leaving her completely stunned…
Chapter Two
Ling Qiaoqiao quickly opened her eyes. A rugged, handsome face was so close, his breath brushing against her delicate nose. Their lips were pressed together, making her realize what was pressed against her labia.
He… he actually kissed her!
Her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she opened her mouth to curse, but he took the opportunity to probe her smooth, soft tongue, forcefully seizing her sweet mouth, tasting every inch of its fragrance, ignoring her resistance, and domineeringly entwining his tongue with hers.
"Mmm..."
His kiss was intensely domineering, his scent spreading in her mouth. She couldn't avoid it, nor could she resist his tight embrace. The passionate kiss left her breathless, unable to even swallow, saliva dripping from her lips. He pinned her hands behind her back, her small, full breasts pressed against his chest. With her struggles, her soft flesh rubbed against him, making his breathing heavy.
"Mmm..." Ling Qiaoqiao blushed, realizing her struggles only made the situation more awkward. She had no choice but to stop resisting, obediently nestling in his arms, letting him ravage her already swollen labia.
"Good girl!" Seeing that she no longer resisted, he pressed even closer, a hint of triumph flashing in his dark eyes as he watched her beautiful almond-shaped eyes stare at him, a smile fleeting across his face. He
deliberately bit her full lower lip lightly, hearing her let out a muffled moan. His tongue slid across her tender lips, then probed into her mouth again, teasingly gliding over her pearly teeth before sucking on her sweet little tongue, chasing and teasing it.
"Mmm..." Ling Qiaoqiao hummed softly. Now that she no longer resisted, his teasing became so captivating, so hard to ignore, so irresistible. Her mind drifted away with his sucking, and she gradually responded to him.
Her response made his offensive even more intense. His sucking was no longer gentle, but rather like a whirlwind, licking every sweet spot in her little mouth, the sounds of erotic wetness between their lips and tongues filling the air, until she was breathless, only then did he willingly release her.
Her small, delicate labia were red and swollen, bearing traces of his touch. He lightly licked away the glistening moisture from the corner of her lips, his dark eyes gazing at her flushed face. Her lips parted slightly, and she breathed heavily.
"It seems you don't dislike this revenge," his voice, slightly hoarse from the intense kiss, only added a seductive depth.
Leng Haotian's words brought Ling Qiaoqiao back to her senses. Seeing his smug expression, her face burned as if on fire. She angrily pushed him away. "Leng Haotian, you…" How dare you kiss her!
"What about me?" Having gained the upper hand, Leng Haotian made no attempt to hide his smugness. His dark eyes lifted slightly as he looked at Ling Qiaoqiao with a lewd smile. "But I never expected you to be so sharp-tongued. Your lips taste surprisingly sweet."
He had originally kissed her only to tease her, to see her angry. He had only intended to give her a quick taste, but her sweetness had made him unable to resist.
"Your mouth stinks!" Ling Qiaoqiao snorted, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand in disgust.
"Really? But judging from your intoxicated expression just now, you didn't seem disgusted." Seeing her disgusted expression and the way she was wiping her mouth so vigorously, Leng Haotian's face turned cold, and his good mood vanished instantly.
"I can't help it, how can you let go of me if I don't cooperate?" Ling Qiaoqiao glanced at him up and down with a helpless yet contemptuous look. "Honestly, your technique is really bad, the worst of all the men who have kissed me!"
"What did you say?" No man could tolerate such words, especially the thought that other men had touched those little mouths, and a fire inexplicably burned up.
"You said! Who did you let touch you?" Leng Haotian was furious and stepped forward to grab Ling Qiaoqiao's hand forcefully, glaring at those alluring little mouths that he had kissed swollen. Her sweetness had been tasted by others besides him...
A surge of resentment quickly rose up, making him unable to control himself.
Seeing Leng Haotian's expression change, Ling Qiaoqiao smiled charmingly, glancing at him lightly. "Who's touched me? Too many to count!" she thought, troubled, but unable to give an accurate number.
"What did you say?" Leng Haotian's eyes widened, unable to believe what he'd heard. "Ling Qiaoqiao, don't joke with me." Damn it, he couldn't laugh at all!
"Why would I joke with you?" She glared at him, shaking off his grip, noticing the clear bruises on her wrist, her eyebrows furrowing quickly.
What a brute! He doesn't know how to control his strength!
She glared at him fiercely, seeing his eyes widen even more than hers, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "Hey! You don't know that I, Ling Qiaoqiao, am the famous courtesan of Beicheng, the mistress of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, do you?"
Of course he knew. Upon returning to Beicheng, the first thing he did was investigate her affairs, but he hadn't expected her to become the famous courtesan of Beicheng—this news infuriated him!
"What's wrong with you? Giving up being a proper young lady like Miss Ling to become a courtesan? You don't have to be like this!" He blurted out these words without thinking, but immediately regretted them.
Sure enough, Ling Qiaoqiao's expression changed instantly.
"What? What business is it of yours if I become a courtesan?" Ling Qiaoqiao puffed out her chest and poked Leng Haotian's chest hard. "Who do you think you are, being a general and all that gives you the right to look down on people?"
She glared at him fiercely. Only ten years had passed, and his audacity had truly grown! How dare he say such things to her!
"I...I didn't mean that..." He had only said those things in a moment of anger, not intentionally.
"I don't care what you mean! Let me tell you, I, Ling Qiaoqiao, don't steal, I don't rob, and I don't break the law. What I do is none of your business!" she shouted, glaring at him again before turning and leaping over the wall. "Hey! Qiaoqiao..." Leng Haotian hurriedly tried to follow her.
"Don't come any closer! I don't want to see you until I've calmed down!" A cold voice came from behind the wall, making Leng Haotian afraid to move.
"Really! Leng Haotian, you idiot! How could you say such rubbish..." He cursed himself in frustration. He hadn't meant to make her angry, really!
On the other side of the wall, Ling Qiaoqiao clearly heard his low curse. Her lips couldn't help but curl into a slight smile. Her anger had long since dissipated. Her slender fingers gently caressed her swollen labia, and her smile deepened.
Faintly, it seemed to carry a hint of sweetness...
Night fell, and red lanterns immediately lit up.
The red-light district became noisy, but the atmosphere tonight seemed a little different...
In the past few days, a new red-light district had sprung up at the end of the street. The girls inside were all delicate and beautiful, and in a short time, they had taken away the business of other red-light districts. Even the business of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion had become much less busy.
"Miss, look, all our business has been snatched away by Peony Pavilion! What are we going to do?" Granny Hua cried out anxiously. The business across the street was booming, while her own shop was deserted. Even her regular customers had been taken away. How could she not be worried?
"Don't worry," Granny Hua replied calmly, plucking the strings of her zither. "Those customers are just looking for something new. Once they get tired of it, they'll lose interest in Peony Pavilion and come back naturally."
Unlike Granny Hua's anxiety, Ling Qiaoqiao calmly strummed her zither, producing a few melodious notes.
"But it's been half a month! Peony Pavilion hasn't lost any customers; in fact, they're coming in more and more! And you haven't been seeing any customers lately, so we've lost almost half our clientele!"
She was the head courtesan of Hundred Flowers Pavilion! Most of the men who came to Hundred Flowers Pavilion were there for Ling Qiaoqiao, but for the past half month, she hadn't seen any customers and inexplicably opened Peony Pavilion. No wonder all the customers had gone there.
"So what?" Still unconcerned, Ling Qiaoqiao focused intently on plucking the guzheng in her hands. The delicate, ancient carvings and specially selected strings produced a crisp, unique sound with each pluck of her slender fingers.
"Miss!" Seeing her nonchalant attitude, Granny Hua was truly frantic. "If this continues, our Hundred Flowers Pavilion will definitely go bankrupt. If it goes bankrupt, there will be no money, and your favorite white silver will be gone!"
*Clang*—The
music stopped, and Ling Qiaoqiao gently raised her head, finally giving Granny Hua a proper look. "Is it that serious?" When it came to money, she had to be serious.
"Yes! It's that serious!" Seeing that her young lady was finally listening to her, Granny Hua was so happy she almost cried, and quickly nodded vigorously. "I see..." Resting her chin on her hand, the thought of not having money was truly serious. Ling Qiaoqiao had no great hobbies in life, except for her love of white silver, which was why she opened the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.
Since ancient times, brothels and gambling dens have been the most profitable, and she easily chose the former because men's money is the easiest to earn. With just a little coaxing, a woman can easily hand over any amount of money.
But if Baihua Pavilion were to collapse, she would have no money to earn, which would not do. Money was her life!
"Yes! Miss! What do you think we should do?" Granny Hua was also very nervous. Not only was she nervous, but all the girls in Baihua Pavilion were very nervous. This was their home! Where would they live if their home collapsed
? "What should we do..." Her fingers lightly plucked the strings of the zither, producing a sound. Her dark eyes darted around, and soon, her cherry-like, alluring labia gently lifted.
Seeing Ling Qiaoqiao smile, Granny Hua became excited. "Miss, you have a plan!"
"Yes, I do." She lowered her eyes, her smile deepening.
"What plan?"
"Pass it down. I'm selling my virginity on the fifteenth of next month. The price is ten thousand taels. Whoever bids the highest, I'll spend the night with them."
"Wh-what!" Granny Hua's eyes widened, unable to believe what she had heard. "Miss! You...you're joking, right?"
Ling Qiaoqiao glanced at Granny Hua. "Do I look like I'm joking?" She did n't
, but...
"No way! Miss..." Granny Hua shook her head frantically, unable to imagine the uproar this news would cause throughout the entire North City. The commotion from the Ling family alone was frightening.
"What do you mean no way? If I say yes, then yes! Pass it down!" Ling Qiaoqiao grew impatient. Seeing Granny Hua still hesitating, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "Granny, you'd better do as I say..."
"I won't allow it!"
Another angry roar interrupted, startling Ling Qiaoqiao. She looked up
and saw a furious lion standing outside the window, glaring at her fiercely.
Leng Haotian couldn't believe what he had heard!
He hadn't seen her for half a month since he angered her last time. Today, he had come to see her on a whim, hoping to see if she had calmed down, but instead, he heard that she was going to sell her virginity.
This was simply...
"Ling Qiaoqiao! Are you crazy!" Leng Haotian's eyes reddened, and his voice rose.
"Young Master, you..." Granny Hua panicked when someone barged in, especially since the newcomer had a fierce look on his face, making him even more frightening.
"Granny, he's my friend. You can leave now." With a smile, Ling Qiaoqiao calmly ordered.
"Yes." Although she was worried, Granny Hua could only retreat under orders.
After Granny Hua left, Ling Qiaoqiao gave Leng Haotian a reproachful look. "You scared the old lady." Really!
Leng Haotian didn't care; he just wanted to know what she was thinking. "You just said you wanted to auction off your virginity, was that true?"
"I've already said it, there's no way I'm lying." Ignoring his anger, she remained nonchalant.
"Ling Qiaoqiao, what are you thinking? You really think you're a prostitute? Auctioning off your virginity?! I'm telling you! I won't allow it!" Leng Haotian roared. "Why don't you allow it?" Looking at him, she raised an eyebrow slightly.
"I...I..." Yes! Why didn't he?
Leng Haotian couldn't answer for a moment, but...
"I just won't allow it!" He was furious. There was no reason, he just wouldn't allow it! "And do you think your father would let you do this? Don't forget you're the eldest daughter of the Ling family!"
"Don't worry, my father is a typical wife-and-daughter type. If I want to do something, he has no right to object!" So, her father wasn't the problem at all.
Staring at her, Leng Haotian had no rebuttal, momentarily speechless.
He knew she was telling the truth. Master Ling doted on her like a treasure; her status in the Ling family was higher than her older brother's, and no one would stop her from doing what she wanted. He gritted his teeth, "How much money do you want? I'll give it to you!" Anyway, all she wanted was money, and he'd give it to her!
"No!" Ling Qiaoqiao refused without hesitation.
"Why not? You only wanted the money for the deflowering bid. Now I'll give you the money, you can cancel it, right?" He roared, trying every means to get her to cancel that damned bid.
"We're not related, why should I take your money?" Seeing his face turn red with anger, Ling Qiaoqiao's smile became even sweeter, completely unaffected by his terrifying rage.
"You…" Leng Hao was furious. "Ling Qiaoqiao! What do you want to cancel the bid? Tell me!"
Ling Qiaoqiao stood up, gracefully walking towards him, her almond-shaped eyes appraising him with amusement. "Why are you so angry? Why do you insist I cancel the deflowering? Don't you hate me?"
"I… I hate you!" Yes! He really hated her and never gave her a kind look, but… “I don’t want to see you debase yourself!”
“Why?” Ling Qiaoqiao looked at Leng Haotian with great interest.
“No reason! I just don’t want to!” He himself didn’t know the reason, he just couldn’t stand other men touching her.
What’s wrong with her? It’s been ten years since they last met. He thought she hadn’t changed, but he didn’t understand what she was thinking at all!
“Pfft—” Seeing his angry and annoyed expression, Ling Qiaoqiao couldn’t help but chuckle. “You! You really haven’t changed at all.”
Just as funny and amusing as ever.
“What are you laughing at? What’s so funny?” Leng Haotian glared at Ling Qiaoqiao angrily. It was always like this; he was always being manipulated by her. “I’m asking you, are you going to cancel the bidding or not?” But this time he didn’t care about being teased; all he cared about was the bidding.
"No!"
"You..."
"Wait, listen to me first." She reached out and touched his lips, giggling. Her soft fingers brushed against his lips, and her stunning smile momentarily stunned him. The touch on his lips was fragrant and soft, making him lose his composure.
"Hey! What are you staring at?" Seeing him staring blankly at her, Ling Qiaoqiao tilted her head.
"N-nothing!" Leng Haotian snapped back to reality, his face inexplicably turning red. Fortunately, his dark complexion made it impossible to tell, but he was still annoyed.
How could he have been so captivated by her?
"Don't worry, I have a fiancé. He'll be involved in the bidding..."
"What did you say!" Fiancé? Had he heard her correctly?
"Why are you so loud!" Ling Qiaoqiao patted her chest and glared at him, annoyed.
"You said you have a fiancé?" Leng Haotian stared at her and asked again.
"Yes!" Ling Qiaoqiao nodded, ignoring Leng Haotian's astonishment, and continued, "I'll have him attend the bidding banquet. Of course, only he can win the bid for me. The first night is just a gimmick to attract more guests. Anyway, he's my fiancé! I'll be his sooner or later..."
As she spoke, she lowered her head shyly. "Perfect, I also want to take this opportunity to offer myself to him..."
Leng Haotian couldn't hear the rest of her words. His mind was filled with the fact that she had a fiancé, and her shy and beautiful appearance...
Everything inexplicably made him feel very suffocated.
Chapter 3
The fifteenth day of the first lunar month
was an extremely sensational day for Beicheng.
Because today was the day that Ling Qiaoqiao, the famous courtesan of Beicheng, was bidding for her first night. As soon as the news spread, it shocked the entire Beicheng. Everyone was talking about it, discussing the most exciting news since the Yan family's cousin's martial arts contest for marriage failed.
In particular, the Ling family remained completely silent about the "bidding banquet," seemingly leaving everything to Ling Qiaoqiao's discretion. This reassured those who had hesitated, fearing to offend the Ling family's power. With
this reassurance, the men's lust was aroused.
Many had long coveted Ling Qiaoqiao's beauty, especially with the opportunity to spend a night with her. How could they not be tempted? However,
there were rules for attending the "bidding banquet": only those who paid 10,000 taels of gold could participate. Therefore, no matter how much they desired it, those who couldn't afford the money could only sigh in vain. As
night fell, the red lanterns lit up, and crowds filled the entire flower street and the Hundred Flowers Pavilion. Those without the money to attend the "bidding banquet" could only watch from below, hoping to catch a glimpse of the renowned courtesan of the northern city.
Inside the Qiaoling Pavilion, a banquet had already been set up, and those eligible to attend the "bid banquet" were seated, awaiting its commencement.
When the appointed time arrived, Ling Qiaoqiao gracefully emerged from the inner room. A snow-white dress accentuated her ethereal beauty. A thin veil covered her delicate face, revealing only her bright almond-shaped eyes. A faint fragrance wafted as she walked out, causing everyone to hold their breath, unable to look away.
Ling Qiaoqiao smiled slightly, her bright eyes sweeping over the attendees before finally settling on Leng Haotian, her eyebrows slightly raised.
Seeing her gaze fall upon him, Leng Haotian curled his lip and looked back defiantly.
Why couldn't he come? Did she think he wanted to? He was merely curious, wanting to see what her fiancé looked like. It was so pitiful to be her fiancé; he almost wanted to shed a tear of sympathy for him.
Of course, upon entering the banquet hall, he saw the pitiful fiancé.
Huangfu Jue, the renowned overlord of the North, is indispensable to the stability of the current dynasty. His power in the North surpasses even that of the Emperor, making him practically the Emperor of the North. She
never expected her fiancé to be such a famous figure… it's infuriating!
Leng Haotian glared fiercely at Huangfu Jue sitting beside her, inexplicably finding him displeasing.
Huangfu Jue, though not oblivious to the sudden glare, still smiled gently, raising his cup to Ling Qiaoqiao, receiving a nod and a smile from the beauty.
Hmph! All that flirting…
"Hey! Shall we begin?" Have you had enough of staring?
"Sorry to keep you all waiting." Ignoring Leng Haotian's provocative tone, Ling Qiaoqiao reclined on the chaise lounge, one hand resting on her bent knee, her soft, jade-like voice emanating from behind the thin veil.
Hmph! Pretentious!
Ignored, Leng Haotian snorted inwardly, picked up his wine cup, and gulped it down.
"Before the bidding banquet begins, let Qiaoqiao offer everyone a toast." Ling Qiaoqiao raised a cup of wine, lifted her veil to reveal her stunning beauty, and drank the wine in one gulp. Soon, her cheeks flushed, making her even more alluring.
Seeing everyone's gaze involuntarily drawn to Ling Qiaoqiao, Leng Haotian felt even more uncomfortable and couldn't help but drink several more cups of wine. Really! What was wrong with him? He inexplicably felt a surge of anger; he just couldn't stand others seeing her beautiful appearance.
"Then the bidding banquet begins! Please begin your bids!" Granny Hua said with a charming smile. As soon as she said this, everyone immediately shouted out their bids, each one higher than the last, their voices more excited than the last.
Leng Haotian didn't join the bidding, just silently drinking his wine. He hadn't planned to bid in the first place; he was only here to see what Huangfu Jue looked like, and had absolutely no interest in bidding.
So no matter how others bid, he wouldn't join in. His dark eyes were fixed on Ling Qiaoqiao, watching her recline lazily on the chaise lounge, one hand supporting her chin, her almond-shaped eyes slightly lowered, as if she were resting, completely indifferent to the bidding.
Of course, she had already said that the winner would be her fiancé, and that she planned to use this opportunity to offer herself to her future husband. That shy demeanor made him furious!
She never showed him that kind of expression; it was always a mocking tone, always a teasing and irreverent attitude. To expect her to show him even a hint of shyness… forget about it!
But when she mentioned Huangfu Jue, her expression changed completely. She became like a shy young woman, her voice hesitant, as if she wanted to offer herself to him…
Leng Haotian couldn't help but gulp down another cup of wine. The more he thought about it, the more depressed he felt, especially seeing her calm and composed demeanor, as if everything was under her control… Leng Haotian gripped his cup tightly, his ears ringing as he heard Huangfu Jue announce his bid.
"Two hundred thousand taels."
The deep, steady voice rang out, the highest price, and all the bidders immediately stopped.
"Two hundred thousand taels, is anyone else bidding?" Granny Hua shouted, "No one else? Then…"
"Five hundred thousand taels!" The words, uttered through gritted teeth, interrupted Granny Hua. A
murmur rippled through the crowd, and everyone's gaze fell on Leng Haotian.
Even Ling Qiaoqiao opened her eyes, looking at him with slight surprise.
Leng Haotian pursed his lips, his angry gaze meeting her almond-shaped eyes directly. Seeing her surprise, he smiled smugly.
Did she think she had everything under control? She was wrong!
The more she wanted to offer herself to Huangfu Jue, the less he would let her!
To vent his frustration, he called for a bid!

The bid of 500,000 taels was the highest price.
No one else bid, not even Huangfu Jue, who merely looked at Leng Haotian with amusement.
This surprised Leng Haotian; he had expected Huangfu Jue to continue bidding. Hadn't Ling Qiaoqiao said the winner would definitely be Huangfu Jue?
Leng Haotian couldn't help but frown. Just as he was wondering, everyone had already left Qiaoling Pavilion, leaving only him and Ling Qiaoqiao in the room.
"Leng Haotian, are you here to cause trouble?" Ling Qiaoqiao sat up, furrowing her brows and looking at him unhappily. "Why are you bidding?"
"Is it that I can't bid?" Leng Haotian was also displeased at being questioned. "I've already spent ten thousand taels to participate in the bidding banquet, why can't I bid?"
"Why are you participating in the bidding banquet? It's not proper for a dignified general to come to a brothel." Her almond-shaped eyes glanced at him, her eyebrows slightly raised. "Your family values their reputation so much, aren't you afraid of being scolded for coming here?"
"Hmph!" Leng Haotian snorted heavily, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Do you think I care what they think?"
He was no longer the child he once was. He had climbed to his current position not for them, but to prove to her!
It was her words from back then that supported him to reach this position, not those hypocritical and materialistic relatives who would only come to take a share after he succeeded.
"But your fiancé gave up on a mere 500,000 taels. The mighty overlord of the North is nothing more than that." Leng Haotian scoffed, clearly looking down on Huangfu Jue.
"It's all your fault for ruining things!" Ling Qiaoqiao glared at him, blatantly sabotaging her plans!
"If he truly valued you, he would have competed with me. Giving up on 500,000 taels? A fiancé like that is better off without!" This man didn't deserve her. "What, are you standing up for me?" Ling Qiaoqiao raised her eyes, looking at Leng Haotian with amusement. "So you offered your bid to test if my fiancé is truly sincere?" "
No way! Why would I be so kind?" Tch! Who did she think she was? He was just unwilling to accept defeat…
"Otherwise, why did you bid?" Ling Qiaoqiao narrowed her eyes, certain he wasn't saying anything nice.
"To sabotage things, of course!" Without a second thought, his reason was that simple.
"Sabotage?" His voice softened, carrying a hint of danger.
"Look at your calm and collected demeanor, it infuriates me! Do you think everything can go so smoothly? Let me tell you! The more you want to offer yourself to Huangfu Jue, the less I'll let you do it! Humph! Just like now, you've failed, haven't you?"
Leng Haotian smirked triumphantly, his bad mood instantly lifted at the thought of ruining her plan, and his pent-up anger vanished.
"So you're happy now, so smug?" Ling Qiaoqiao laughed along, but her smile was cold.
"That's right!" Leng Haotian raised his head, looking at her disdainfully.
"Even if you stop me now, I'll still marry Huangfu Jue eventually, I'll still become his woman, it's just a matter of sooner or later. What's there to be smug about, so happy about?"
A cold sneer wiped the smile from Leng Haotian's face. He couldn't refute her words, and could only glare at her.
He hadn't thought of so much; he only wanted to stop her plan, but he forgot that Huangfu Jue was her fiancé. She would marry him sooner or later, and she would be his sooner or later… He hadn't thought of any of this!
"Childish!" She rolled her eyes at him, stood up, and ignored him. "I'm going to sleep now."
"You really want to marry Huangfu Jue?" He followed behind her, not leaving, only pressing her for answers.
"Yes!" She took off the hairpin from her hair, and her long hair immediately cascaded down. She gently brushed it aside and placed the hairpin on the dressing table.
"He gave up on you today! And you still want to marry him?" He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, his voice unconsciously rising.
"If I don't marry him, who else can I marry?" Ling Qiaoqiao turned to look at Leng Haotian. "Besides, who has better conditions than him? Handsome and the overlord of the North, such a good husband is a rare find." "But..."
"But what?" Ling Qiaoqiao looked at Leng Haotian with interest.
"A man who easily abandons his woman is not worthy of you!" he roared, blurting out his true feelings without thinking. "If it were me, I would never give you up for just 500,000 taels. Even if someone else offered a higher price, I would not let you go, never!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Leng Haotian froze, his handsome face inexplicably flushing. What was wrong with him? Why did he say such things
? Ling Qiaoqiao smiled slightly. "Are you confessing to me?"
"No! I, I mean... if, if my woman were to be bid on, I would never easily give her up, no... I'm not talking about you, don't misunderstand!" He explained in a panic, but didn't know what he was saying, only feeling his face getting hotter and hotter.
"Oh!" Hearing his explanation, Ling Qiaoqiao nodded in understanding, stood on tiptoe, and gently patted his face. "Okay! I know what you mean. Go back now, I want to sleep." After coaxing him, she slowly walked towards the bed, her attitude clearly perfunctory.
"You still want to marry Huangfu Jue?" Leng Haotian wasn't stupid; he wouldn't be easily fooled.
Stopping in her tracks, she sighed softly and turned to look at him helplessly. "Yes! I still want to marry Huangfu Jue."
"Why did you still marry him even though I said he was bad?" Leng Haotian was furious, not understanding why she was so disobedient. What was so good about that kind of man? He was just good-looking and had some money; what was so great about him?
"Leng Haotian! What's wrong with you? Why should I not marry him just because you said he was bad? You think he's bad, but I think he's great!"
"How is he good?"
"Hmm... for example, he has some great abilities, and I'm very satisfied with them." She smiled, a sweet and ambiguous smile, with a touch of shyness.
Leng Haotian's eyes widened. Seeing her ambiguous smile, he couldn't help but think of another side of the story, and a surge of jealousy welled up inside him.
"So, of course I'm going to marry him!"
"No! I won't allow it!" Leng Haotian roared angrily, finding her smile incredibly irritating.
"Why can't you?" Ling Qiaoqiao looked at him strangely, hands on her hips, also impatient.
"Because you're mine! So I won't allow it!"

The harsh roar echoed throughout the inner room, instantly silencing everything.
Ling Qiaoqiao stared blankly at Leng Haotian, unsure how to respond.
Leng Haotian was also stunned, stunned by his own words, but he didn't regret it at all.
He remembered, he remembered why he had climbed to his current position. On the battlefield, he had almost died several times, but in his dying moments, all he thought of was her.
He said he would prove it to her! He had made a promise to her!
So he couldn't die. He was determined to come back alive to see her, to show her that he wasn't a waste, that he could succeed!
He didn't understand what his obsession was, he just wanted to prove it to her! On the battlefield, the only thing that made him desperately want to survive was her!
Because of her, he was able to persevere. A stubborn obsession drove him to his current position, not for any other reason than to prove something to her!
So, upon returning to Beicheng, the first person he wanted to see was her.
However, he still hesitated. Ten years had passed; would she still remember him, or had she already forgotten his existence?
Until that night in the courtyard, he understood that she still remembered him. Although her words were harsh, he wasn't very angry because she still remembered him.
He didn't know what this obsession with her was, only that in these ten years, he had never forgotten her, never!
"Are you asserting your ownership?" She raised the corners of her mouth, turned her head to look at him, and smiled sweetly, her almond-shaped eyes shining brightly like the stars in the sky.
"I..." Leng Haotian opened his mouth, somewhat at a loss for words.
"Didn't you hate me?" She remembered that he had never been kind to her, whether it was ten years ago or ten years later.
"I really hate you, but..."
"But what?"
"What I hate is that you always see me when I'm at my most vulnerable..." As a child, he was always covered in wounds, hiding in a corner licking his wounds, and she always seemed to appear then. His pride made it hard for him to be kind to her.
His words made her blink, vaguely understanding, a hint of cunning in her smile. "So you don't really hate me, huh?"
Leng Haotian awkwardly turned his face away, not answering.
"But you're not the first person to say 'you're mine' to me!" Ling Qiaoqiao frowned slightly, looking troubled.
Leng Haotian quickly turned to look at her, his thick eyebrows furrowing as well. "Who else said that to you?" Don't tell him it was that guy Huangfu Jue. "Huang..."
She only uttered the first word before Leng Haotian knew he was right.
The sourness in his heart reached its peak. Not wanting to hear the rest of her words, he grabbed her without thinking and forcefully silenced her with a kiss.
He didn't yet know what his obsession with her was; he only knew she was his!
For the past ten years, she has been the only one in his heart; he couldn't forget her even if he wanted to! He reluctantly admitted this.
Although unwilling, he couldn't resist...
Nineteen years of a girl's heart isn't actually
spent caring about someone
for very long...
Chapter Four:
The soft tip of his tongue easily pried open her mouth, roughly and fiercely sucking on the sweetness of her small lips. Leng Haotian held Ling Qiaoqiao tightly in his arms, savoring her unique sweetness.
"Mmm..." Ling Qiaoqiao hummed softly, not resisting Leng Haotian's roughness, but instead obediently tilting her small face up. Her lilacs lightly touched his, but he immediately sucked on them fiercely, domineeringly entwining his soft, small tongue, kissing and sucking wildly like a wolf.
She was even sweeter than when he tasted her last time! Last time, he kissed her only to tease her, just to see her bewildered look, but he himself became addicted; and this time, tasting her again, he realized that he had wanted to kiss her for a long time.
Perhaps, his sudden kiss in the courtyard last time wasn't just a prank; perhaps… he desired her more than she realized.
"Mmm…no…" His kiss was intense, giving her no room to breathe, his soft tongue possessively entwining with hers, capturing every breath, making it hard for her to catch her breath.
She couldn't help but push him away, weakly leaning against him, her small mouth panting, her snowy cheeks flushed crimson, making her even more beautiful and alluring.
Looking at her tender appearance, Leng Haotian took a deep breath and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Did Huangfu Jue kiss you like this too?"
He hadn't forgotten what she'd just said—that she was very satisfied with Huangfu Jue's "certain abilities." Could it be that Huangfu Jue had not only kissed her, but also touched her?
A surge of jealousy welled up inside him, filling his chest. His possessiveness towards her was so intense, uncontrollable.
Ling Qiaoqiao blinked, giving him a charming glance.
"What do you think?" Her fingers teasingly twirled on his chest, deliberately tiptoeing and breathing softly into his ear.
"Let me tell you, actually, Huangfu has already booked me for tonight, so why don't you hurry back to sleep and not disturb me and Huangfu's intimacy..." A hint of teasing flashed in her almond-shaped eyes. Before he could get angry, she pushed him away and slowly walked towards the bed. Under
his gaze, she slowly sat on the bed, beckoning him. "Or do you want to replace Huangfu and spend the night with me?"
Leng Haotian narrowed his dark eyes, staring intently at her. "You're tempting me." He wasn't stupid; her teasing was so obvious, as if she was waiting for him to take the bait. "Yes!" Ling Qiaoqiao lightly brushed her silky black hair aside, glancing at Leng Haotian with a coquettish smile. "I can't let your 500,000 taels go to waste! Besides, you want me too, don't you?"
She licked her lips, tasting his scent on her labia, her almond-shaped eyes teasingly scanning him up and down, finally settling on his lower abdomen, not missing the slight bulge.
"Ling Qiaoqiao, I really don't understand what you're thinking." Leng Haotian's throat bobbed, he swallowed hard, desire ignited under her provocative gaze, and his lower abdomen involuntarily throbbed with a slight pain.
"Me!" Her eyes darted around, and she smiled. "I just want someone to keep me company tonight. If you don't want me, I can find someone else, it doesn't matter."
"You mean it doesn't matter even if it's not me?" He clenched his fist, glaring at her.
Ling Qiaoqiao blinked, smiled sweetly, her almond-shaped eyes fixed on him, a hint of haziness in them. "If possible, you'd be the best choice."
"Why?" Leng Haotian slowly walked towards the bed, asking in a hoarse voice.
"Because..." Because she had always wanted him, and that had never changed...
She silently accepted this thought in her heart, but she didn't say it aloud, because she didn't know if he felt the same way.
She never easily revealed her hand when she wasn't sure; she would only hide it, waiting for her prey to fall into her net and become hers alone.
"Because of what?" Lifting Ling Qiaoqiao's delicate chin, Leng Haotian asked in a low voice, his voice alluringly husky, his burning black eyes looking longingly at her slightly parted lips.
"Because... I want you too." Her lips slowly uttered these words, and as he lowered his head to kiss her, she first wrapped her arms around his neck, softly covering his warm, thin lips with hers.
Since ten years ago, all she had wanted was him.
No one else but him.
Her soft tongue gently traced his lips, teasingly licking them, occasionally slipping inside, only to slip away again, refusing to touch his tongue.
Leng Haotian grumbled in dissatisfaction, and when Ling Qiaoqiao's tongue slipped in again, he didn't let her escape, quickly seizing her delicate tongue, regaining control, and wildly stirring the sweet saliva in her mouth.
His hands also forcefully pulled down her thin clothes, tearing the silk-like fabric roughly.
"Mmm..." His roughness provoked her protest, but also led to an even more intense kiss, her glistening saliva, which she couldn't swallow in time, slowly sliding down her cheeks.
His hands didn't stop either, his large hand reaching out to cover one of her breasts through the thin undergarment, his palm gently kneading the pink bud.
Her tender nipples, unable to withstand his caresses, slowly hardened. He felt the buds blooming through the fabric beneath his palm, pressing against his hand. His eyes narrowed, and he suddenly increased his pressure, gripping and kneading them forcefully.
"Mmm..." The slightly painful touch made her moan softly, but she didn't feel discomfort. Instead, she felt her breasts become heavy under his kneading, a tingling, numbing sensation.
She involuntarily snuggled closer, offering her full, snowy breasts to his hands, yearning for his touch.
Her alluring response intensified his gaze. Her lips and tongue left his swollen red lips, slowly sliding down her snow-white neck, leaving trails of warm, moist ink.
Finally, they reached her other full, soft breast, taking the bud into his mouth through her undergarment, sucking and biting it forcefully, while his large hand, still gripping her full breast, kneaded and played with it along with his lips and tongue.
"Mmm..." Her sensitive breasts were being caressed, the pleasurable sensation stimulating her, causing her to writhe uncomfortably, her small mouth emitting seductive moans. Noticing her nipples hardening in his mouth, Leng Haotian slowly released her, seeing her undergarment already soaked with saliva, her erect nipples clearly standing through the fabric, tempting him.
Squinting his dark eyes, he reached out and untied the thin rope behind her neck, her white bodice falling away, her beautiful breasts escaping the bodice's cover, trembling slightly with alluring waves.
"Ah!" Feeling a coolness on her chest, Ling Qiaoqiao couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her almond-shaped eyes slightly opening as she saw her breasts displayed before him, trembling slightly, their nipples already erect.
"So beautiful..."
Her snow-white breasts, like solidified cream, swayed gently with alluring waves, her rosy buds erect, like flower stamens waiting to be plucked, waiting for her beloved to harvest their sweetness.
Unable to resist the temptation, his hand lightly touched the pink nipple, tugging at the tender bud with two fingers. Watching the sensitive bud turn a deep red under his caresses, he could no longer resist squeezing and kneading the delicate flesh, forcing it between his fingers, then pinching the bud between his fingers, turning the pink breast a deep rosy hue. But it wasn't enough; he hadn't truly tasted the tender breast yet.
"What do you think it tastes like here?" he asked softly, lowering his head to take her other breast
into his mouth before she could respond. He sucked hard, his tongue licking the areola, circling it before sucking deeply, making soft, seductive sounds that made her feel incredibly ashamed.
"No…" she whimpered softly, her breasts being played with as well. The kneading of his hands and the sucking of his lips and tongue made her writhe, a faint blush spreading across her skin, like a budding flower, utterly alluring.
"Don't you like it?" Leaving her breasts, reddened by his suckling, he watched as the tips of her nipples were stained with his clear, glistening fluid. Satisfied, he licked his lips, his dark eyes
gleaming with a wicked light. "I..." she stammered, biting her lip, her almond-shaped eyes misty as she looked at him. She felt hot and uncomfortable; under his caresses, it was as if fire was burning her.
"But that's not what you said here..." His fingers moved down to her tender vulva, gently pressing against the opening through her panties, his fingers stained with the slightly damp fluid. "Look, it's already wet, and it's even soaked your panties..." He spread his hands, showing her the wetness on his fingers.
Ling Qiaoqiao blushed, looking at Leng Haotian helplessly.
Seeing her shy expression for the first time, he couldn't help but chuckle softly. "Qiaoqiao, your reaction is truly delightful." He licked the fluid on his hand, lewdly teasing her.
"You...how could you..." she stammered, her eyes wide with shock and shame at his actions.
He had just touched her there with his hand, and now he was licking it with his mouth...
"So sweet, do you want to try some?" he murmured. Before she could respond, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, his tongue exploring her mouth, transferring the sweet taste he had experienced to her.
"Mmm..."
His tongue carried her scent, which lingered in her mouth as he sucked on it. She couldn't describe the taste; she just felt so shy.
What was wrong with him? He seemed like a completely different person, so wicked and domineering, unlike his usual self. And she could only be played with by him, teased by him.
He licked her lips and tongue, his tongue swirling the sweetness in her mouth, but he still wasn't satisfied. His large hand rubbed against her vulva through her panties, the fabric brushing against her tender labia, drawing out even more fluid. "Mmm...no..." she couldn't help but moan softly, feeling her vulva become even wetter under his caresses. A shameful flow of fluid leaked from her opening, soaking her panties completely.
He released her lips, spreading her legs apart, revealing her entire private, tender vulva. Seeing her panties already soaked, clinging tightly to her alluring little flower, her pink labia slightly showing through the fabric, the bewitching sight made him unable to look away.
"Don't do this..." she whispered, her legs being manipulated in such a shameful way, her pink vulva displayed before him, making her feel so ashamed. She couldn't help but close her eyes, but a blush was spreading uncontrollably.
"So beautiful, so wet, so tender, and so fragrant..." Smelling her sweet scent, he couldn't help but lower his head, sucking on her sweet nectar through her panties.
"No... ah..." The wet, warm touch made her open her eyes, only to see him burying his face in the crook of her legs. She tensed, her vagina contracting sharply, releasing even more fluid.
Ignoring her protests, he stuck out his tongue, licking her vulva. The sweet fluid wet his lips and tongue, flowing down his chin, and soaking the bedding.
He licked back and forth between her vulva and the sensitive labia, making her panties even wetter. Besides her fluids, his saliva mixed with hers, making the soaked fabric cling tightly to her vulva, revealing pink marks.
"No..." The numb, itchy sensation made her shake her head slightly, her toes involuntarily curling. Under his licking, she felt her vulva become even wetter.
"So sweet..." He caressed her, making sucking sounds. His lips and chin were already soaked with saliva, but he was still not satisfied. He pulled down her soaked panties, revealing her alluring vulva.
"Ah..." A cool sensation came from her vulva. She bit her lip, unsure whether it was shyness or anticipation. Her eyes were already moist, filled with intense desire. He watched as the thick black hair was covered with clear saliva, glistening with a wet sheen. Inside her beautiful little vulva, the pink petals trembled, swirling with sweet juice.
He couldn't resist sticking out his tongue to lightly lick the tender petals. Noticing her body tremble slightly, he opened his mouth even more boldly and sucked, licking every inch of her vulva, making her crotch even wetter.
"Ugh...no...!" she groaned in discomfort, feeling her breasts swell and ache. She couldn't help but cover her breasts with her hands, kneading and squeezing them together, her thighs spreading wider, yearning for his ministrations.
Seeing her wanton state, his dark eyes deepened. He parted the wet, swollen labia with his fingers, and as soon as he inserted a single knuckle, it was tightly gripped, the intense pleasure causing him to let out a low moan.
"Ugh..." It was the first time her tender hole had been entered, and even though it was only a finger, she reacted sensitively, feeling no pain, just a slight discomfort.
"So tight..." he groaned, slowly pushing his finger in. The intense pleasure of being gripped tightly by the walls of her tender hole made his penis swell even larger, tormenting him.
"Ah!" His finger was fully inside, the pleasure causing her to moan softly. Her small hands squeezed her full breasts tightly, leaving them marked with wanton red welts. His fingers were tightly wrapped around hers. Leng Haotian gritted his teeth, slowly moving his fingers to rub against the tender pink flesh. Each thrust was so slow, as if deliberately torturing her, yet also torturing himself.
"No... ah..." The slow thrusting made her protest unsatisfied, wanting more and more, but not knowing what she wanted, she couldn't help but sob softly. "No... woo..."
She bit her lip, looking at him pleadingly.
"Do you want me to go faster?" he asked through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse.
"Yes..." She vaguely understood his meaning, forgetting her shame, she cried and begged, unable to bear the slow thrusting tormenting her sensitive flesh.
"Beg me, and I'll give it to you." He commanded, deliberately stopping his fingers.
"No... ah..." His stopping made her feel even more uncomfortable, her sobs becoming even weaker. "Please..."
"Please what?"
"Hurry up... ugh... insert your fingers faster..."
"Good girl." He smiled with satisfaction, and as she wished, he began to speed up the thrusting of his fingers, drawing out more nectar. Then he added another finger, thrusting in and out with both fingers together.
"Ugh..." Her tight, tender hole was filled with two fingers, each thrust rubbing against the flesh walls, creating a wet, lewd sound, making her little flower hole muddy and alluring. Watching her wanton posture, her small hands kneading her full breasts with the thrusting of his fingers, he narrowed his eyes, and after inserting deeply, he pinched her clitoris with two fingers, deliberately turning it and rubbing it with his fingertips.
"No... ah..." The sensitive core was pulled, causing more nectar to flow out, making his hands even wetter, and a sweet, sticky smell wafted through the air.
He then inserted another finger, three fingers tightly filling the wet passage, with a slight pain that made her involuntarily furrow her brows.
"It hurts..." she groaned, her watery eyes misty.
"It still hurts when it's so wet?" he asked wickedly, thrusting three fingers in and out of her tender opening, filling it to bursting.
"Ugh..." she bit her lip, the tight, full feeling causing her to protest uncomfortably, but her voice was so seductive, it didn't sound like a plea for mercy, but rather like a pleas for more forceful play.
Her voice aroused him, and his fingers moved faster, thrusting in and out of her tight opening, making a constant squelching sound, the abundant juices flowing out, making the bed even wetter.
"Ah—" Her tender opening couldn't withstand his play, contracting rapidly, the walls of her flesh soon spasming, sucking his fingers even tighter.
Suddenly, wave after wave of sweet juices gushed out from her deepest point, she couldn't help but arch her back, letting out a sharp cry, a faint blush staining her entire snow-white body, and his fingers quickly withdrew from her, spraying out even more abundant juices.
A sweet, cloying scent spread, filling the entire room. Ling Qiaoqiao lay limply on the bed, panting softly, her watery eyes looking at him, her face flushed with passion, utterly alluring.
Looking at her beautiful appearance, he opened the fingers that had been playing with her tender opening, his fingers twitching slightly, leaving trails of erotic fluid between them.
He narrowed his eyes and laid his hand, stained with her fluids, in front of her.
"Look, it's all yours. Shouldn't you lick it clean?" He looked at her wickedly, first lowering his head to lightly lick his palm, tasting her flavor, then lightly clicking his tongue, before licking his lips.
Seeing his wicked actions, she sat up defiantly, panting, slowly crawling towards him, and under his gaze, slowly opened her small mouth…

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