[Young Master's Snacks]

Xiao Qi'er always felt incredibly lucky. Although an orphan, she entered the Su family mansion at the age of seven, met the young lady, and became her personal maid.
Everyone in the Su family was kind, especially the master, mistress, and young lady. Despite being a maid, the young lady never bullied her, treating her, a year younger, like a sister, which deeply moved her.
In the Su family mansion, she was incredibly happy every day and thought it would last forever.
Truly! If she hadn't met the young master of the Yan family when she was nine, she truly believed her life would be happy forever.
The Su and Yan families were prominent clans. The young master Yan would occasionally visit the Su family; his gentle and refined appearance made him the object of every girl's affections.
Everyone said the young master Yan was handsome, gentle, and the richest man in Nancheng. Countless girls wanted to marry into the Yan family; matchmakers practically wore out the Yan family's doorstep.
Humph! She admitted he was indeed very handsome, but gentle?
That was a lie!
He was so wicked! He only pretended to be kind in front of others, but often bullied her behind her back. Knowing she was timid and prone to crying, he took pleasure in teasing her.
No matter what she told others, no one believed her. Even the young lady thought she was joking and told her the joke wasn't funny.
She…she felt so wronged, sob…he…he was so annoying!
Especially after she grew up, the way he looked at her was so strange, and he always liked to touch her inappropriately. Every time he touched her, she felt so strange.
Her body would feel hot, her heart would beat fast, and…that embarrassing place would get wet…sob! He must have cast some kind of spell on her to make her like this!
She hated him so much!
Yan Juntang was such a jerk!
Chapter One: Nightmare!
Yan Juntang was definitely her nightmare!
This was Xiao Qi'er's first reaction upon hearing that Yan Juntang had come to the Su residence. Compared to the other maids' blushing excitement, her face was deathly pale, unable to even manage a smile.
That horrible jerk had arrived!
Her hands trembled as she held the tray, the porcelain cups on it clattering. This was ginseng tea she was about to serve to her mistress, but when she heard Yan Juntang arrive, her foot, which was about to step out of the kitchen, froze, unable to leave.
Her mistress and Yan Juntang had grown up together, inseparable. Every time Yan Juntang came, it was to see her mistress; he might even be in her room right now. She didn't want to see him!
"Xiao Qi'er, what's wrong? Why are you blocking the doorway?" Xiao Hong, who was about to enter the kitchen, saw Xiao Qi'er frozen in the doorway from afar and couldn't help but wonder.
"I..." Xiao Qi'er only managed to utter one word before Xiao Hong excitedly interrupted her, her face flushed, her eyes shy, like a daughter about to be married.
"Do you know Young Master Yan is here? Good heavens, he's so handsome! I saw him from afar. He and the mistress were chatting and laughing. Just seeing his smile made my heart flutter, it melted my soul." Really? But when she saw him smile, she felt a chill run down her spine, her heart pounding as if it would stop.
"He's in Miss's room right now. The ginseng tea you're carrying is for Miss, isn't it? Good! Staying by Miss's side, you can see Young Master Yan all the time. I'm so envious of you!" Xiao Qi'er couldn't help but twitch her lips, not feeling envious at all. Especially when she heard that Yan Juntang was indeed in Miss's room, her hands holding the tray trembled even more violently, the porcelain lid and cup making a series of light, crisp clinking sounds.
"Xiao Qi'er, what's wrong? Your hands are shaking so badly." Xiao Hong noticed that something was wrong with Xiao Qi'er and looked at her worriedly. "Your face is so pale, are you feeling unwell?" Yes! She was terrified! Her heart was about to stop. Who could save her? She didn't want to run into that annoying guy surnamed Yan!
Xiao Qi'er screamed inwardly, her hands trembling even more violently.
"Xiao Qi'er, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Hong looked at Xiao Qi'er anxiously, frightened by her appearance.
"I..." Xiao Qi'er stared at Xiao Hong, her eyes lighting up. "My stomach hurts, I need to go to the outhouse, so this ginseng tea is yours!" Xiao Qi'er placed the tray in Xiao Hong's hands, forcing a smile. "Please, Xiao Hong, I'll be very grateful!" After saying that, she hurriedly left, almost tripping over the kitchen threshold.
She decided that she would hide in the outhouse all day, no matter how smelly it was, until Yan Juntang left.
Having made up her mind, Xiao Qi'er hurried towards the outhouse. As she passed the garden pond, a pleasant voice sounded behind her.
"Xiao Qi'er, where are you going?" Her hurried steps immediately stopped, a chill ran down her spine, and her heart skipped a beat, almost making her breathless.
No! This must be her imagination! That annoying guy is in the young lady's room, he couldn't possibly be here, she must have misheard, it must be... Calming herself down, Xiao Qi'er quickly moved forward, quickening her pace.
"Little Qi'er, you're not hiding from me, are you?" A warm body quickly appeared behind her, pressing against her back. His warm breath brushed against her neck, causing her to shiver involuntarily.
She quickly turned around, taking several steps back, staring at the man before her with a mixture of shock and fear. "You…" How could he be here?
Yan Juntang smiled wickedly, his handsome face a half-smile, his white robes accentuating his tall, elegant figure, making him appear like a god.
"How did I get here, didn't I?" He didn't need to guess what this little girl was thinking. "Of course, I came specifically to find you." Little Qi'er swallowed hard. Seeing Yan Juntang's smile, no matter how handsome it was, she only felt terrified. "Looking for…what do you want with me?" "What do you think I want with you?" His alluring black eyes were fixed on her, like a wild beast eyeing a delicious treat, unwilling to let go.
How terrifying! Xiao Qi'er was almost crying with fear. Whenever Yan Juntang looked at her with those eyes, she felt terrified; his gaze was so fierce, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
"I...I have to go!" No matter what! She had to run!
Seeing Xiao Qi'er trying to dodge, Yan Juntang chuckled softly, his figure flashing, his large hand grabbing her tightly, deliberately blowing air into her ear.
"I didn't tell you to leave, yet you tried to run away on your own. Xiao Qi'er, you're getting bolder and bolder, huh?" Yan Juntang murmured, his large hand squeezing Xiao Qi'er's full breasts, kneading them wickedly, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Looks like it's not just your boldness, your breasts have gotten bigger too!" Yan Juntang kneaded them with satisfaction, enjoying the weight in his palm.
Xiao Qi'er blushed and struggled hastily. "Don't pinch me like that!" She grabbed his hand, both ashamed and angry, but dared not do anything to him, only her eyes reddening with grievance.
That's how it is! He always liked to touch her inappropriately. After she turned fourteen, he started to physically grope her, no longer just teasing her verbally as before.
"Are you ordering me around?" Yan Juntang snorted, deliberately playing with her breasts, kneading them harder, and then biting her snow-white neck hard with his wet lips.
"Ah! It hurts!" Xiao Qi'er winced in pain, tears streaming down her face.
"This is punishment, for being naughty and trying to avoid me." Pressing against her back, he pulled her into his arms, one hand playing with her full, round breasts through her clothes, the other exploring downwards, slipping under her skirt, rubbing her sensitive vulva through her thin underpants.
"Ah!" Xiao Qi'er gritted her teeth to suppress her moans, an unknown heat rising throughout her body. Every time he touched her, she felt so uncomfortable. "Don't do this, I apologize, please don't do this..." She twisted her body uncontrollably, her face flushed, tears streaming down her face, at a loss for what to do.
"Don't you like me touching you like this?" He licked away her tears, his large hand slipping inside her clothes, feeling the erect tips of her nipples through the pocket.
Yan Juntang smiled wickedly, his palm against the pocket, caressing her sensitive nipples. His fingers, which had been playing with her underpants, noticed the wetness and began to tease her slightly moist vulva with the damp fabric.
"No!" Feeling the wetness there, Xiao Qi'er felt even more ashamed, instinctively feeling that he was bullying her. He was so bad! He always loved to tease her!
"Really don't want to? But you're clearly wet..." Yan Juntang chuckled, deliberately poking her through her underpants with his fingers.
"Ah!" The slightly painful and numb sensation made Xiao Qi'er tremble slightly, feeling a warm, wet sensation seeping from her vulva, making her underpants even wetter. The soaked fabric clung tightly to her petals, allowing his fingers to feel the sensitive contraction of her pink labia.
"Look, you clearly like it." Through her wet underpants, he rubbed her in circular motions, no longer satisfied with just a layer of fabric. His fingers slipped directly inside, his large hand covering her wet vulva, stroking her soft pubic hair.
"Ah! Don't do this!" Xiao Qi'er's eyes widened, terrified by the intimate touch. She hurriedly pushed Yan Juntang away, but her steps faltered, and she tripped over a small pebble by the pond, about to fall in... "Wow—" Yan Juntang reached out to grab Xiao Qi'er, but hearing footsteps behind him, he withdrew his hand with a slight glint in his eyes, watching helplessly as Xiao Qi'er tumbled into the pond.
"Yan Juntang, you..." Xiao Qi'er's eyes widened, not expecting him to pull his hand back. She was so angry she wanted to curse, but before she could finish her sentence, she fell into the pond with a splash.
"Little Qi'er, how did you fall into the pond?" Hearing the splash, Su Jiang'er quickened her pace and rushed to the garden to see what had happened, only to witness her personal maid fall into the water.
The water wasn't deep, but Little Qi'er still accidentally swallowed a few mouthfuls. She coughed painfully and stood up in her soaked clothes.
"Miss, I..." Waaah! It's all Yan Juntang's fault! It's all his fault!
"It's all my fault. I scared Little Qi'er with my voice, causing her to fall into the pond." Yan Juntang looked apologetic, his handsome face showing no trace of the wicked arrogance he had displayed earlier. His gentle and refined appearance made it impossible to doubt his words.
Little Qi'er's eyes widened; she hadn't expected him to lie so blatantly. "That's not true! You're lying!" She stomped her foot angrily, splashing water from the pond with her violent movement.
"Miss, he bullied me! And when I was about to fall into the pond, he didn't save me, he just watched me drown!" Xiao Qi'er's eyes reddened with anger, and seeing Yan Juntang's innocent expression only fueled her rage.
"I'm so sorry, I wanted to pull Xiao Qi'er back, but it was too late..." Yan Juntang looked at Xiao Qi'er apologetically, a wicked glint flashing in his dark eyes. "Xiao Qi'er, I apologize, don't be angry, it's all my fault." "You..." Xiao Qi'er was speechless with anger. It was clearly his fault, but this outburst made her seem unreasonable and troublesome.
"Xiao Qi'er, Brother Yan said he didn't do it on purpose, so don't be angry." Su Jiang'er naturally believed Yan Juntang's words.
Brother Yan had always been a gentle and kind person, how could he have caused Xiao Qi'er to fall into the pond? Besides, Xiao Qi'er didn't know why she had always disliked Brother Yan since she was little, and always said that Brother Yan was bad, but Brother Yan was clearly a good person!
She didn't understand why Xiao Qi'er said that, and could only assume that Xiao Qi'er and Brother Yan didn't get along, that they were just born to clash. Sigh! It's such a pity that Xiao Qi'er doesn't understand Brother Yan's goodness.
"Miss! It's not like that..." Xiao Qi'er jumped up and down in anger. Why didn't anyone believe her? Yan Juntang was clearly a bad person, yet everyone treated him like a good one. How annoying!
"Jiang'er, it's alright, it was my fault anyway." Yan Juntang smiled good-naturedly, not holding it against Xiao Qi'er. "
Brother Yan, I'm so sorry, I've spoiled Xiao Qi'er." Su Jiang'er smiled shyly.
"Silly child, it was my fault anyway, why are you apologizing?" Yan Juntang patted Su Jiang'er's head, a gentle smile appearing on his handsome face.
Seeing Yan Juntang's gentle appearance, Xiao Qi'er curled her lip in disdain and turned her face away. He was always like this, so kind to everyone else, able to smile gently, but only mean to her, always bullying her. That's why she hated him the most!
"Little Qi'er, come here! I'll pull you up." Seeing that cute little face pouting and tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes, Yan Juntang couldn't help but find it amusing.
He deliberately wanted to bully her; after all, her reaction to being bullied was so adorable, making him unable to resist her. He deliberately didn't save her, letting her fall into the water, because that's why he hadn't bullied her enough!
A wicked smile curled at the corners of Yan Juntang's handsome lips, and even his eyes flashed with a hint of evil. Little Qi'er saw it and instinctively shivered.
"No!" Little Qi'er slapped Yan Juntang's hand away, staring at him in fear, afraid that he would bully her again. She quickly turned to Su Jiang'er for help. "Miss, help..." "Little Qi'er, how could you treat Brother Yan like this!" Su Jiang'er didn't let Little Qi'er finish speaking. She didn't see Yan Juntang's evil expression, only Little Qi'er's wicked attitude. "Brother Yan kindly helped you up, how could you treat him like this!" "Miss, it's not like that..." With tears in her eyes, Xiao Qi'er was speechless. Why was everyone siding with him? She was the one who was being bullied!
"Quickly apologize to Brother Yan!" Su Jiang'er commanded angrily,
her pretty face tense. "I..." Xiao Qi'er glared at Yan Juntang, feeling wronged.
"Jiang'er, it's alright." Yan Juntang still smiled gently. "After all, I'm the one who made Xiao Qi'er fall into the pond, it's understandable that she's angry." He had a very understanding expression. "I think I'll accompany Xiao Qi'er to her room and let her change out of her wet clothes as an apology." Hearing Yan Juntang's words, Xiao Qi'er's eyes widened immediately, and she hurriedly shook her head. "No! I don't want to..." Unfortunately, her resistance was ineffective.
"Then I'll trouble Brother Yan." The naive Su Jiang'er didn't think much of it and turned to look at Xiao Qi'er.
"Little Qi'er, look how good Brother Yan is to you. Don't be so temperamental." "Miss, I didn't!" How could she dare? She was the victim!
"Little Qi'er, come here!" Yan Juntang reached out his hand to Little Qi'er.
"I just..." The words she was about to say were swallowed back down when she saw Yan Juntang's narrowed dark eyes. After being bullied by him for so long, she knew very well that his patience had reached its limit. If she didn't behave, she would be the one to suffer.
"Little Qi'er, come here! Give me your hand." Yan Juntang's tone was gentle, but his gaze was cold and sharp, making Little Qi'er tremble.
The timid girl dared not resist and could only obediently give him her hand. "Thank... thank you, Young Master Yan." Waaah... what should she do? She was so scared!
Little Qi'er shrank back and walked tremblingly with Yan Juntang towards her room. The two of them didn't speak along the way, and strangely, he didn't bully her anymore.
But... that's what made it so scary! She was certain he wouldn't let her off so easily. She might be finished the moment she entered the room; he'd definitely bully her terribly.
Waaah… she didn't want that!
Xiao Qi'er was both shocked and frightened. Seeing her room right in front of her, she secretly glanced at Yan Juntang beside her.
Seeing his gaze fixed ahead, not on her, she breathed a sigh of relief, clenched her small hands at her sides, and, with a few steps to the door, rushed forward.
Never mind! She was going to hide in the room and lock him out. Unless he left, she wouldn't leave, or he would definitely bully her to death!
For the sake of her own life, Xiao Qi'er ran incredibly fast, forcefully pushing open the door, turning around to close it, and fastening the bolt—all in one fluid motion, without the slightest pause.
Whew! Success!
Relieved, she pressed her forehead against the door and let out a sigh of relief.
"Little Qi'er, you forgot to look after the window." Yan Juntang nimbly jumped into the room through the window, looking at Little Qi'er with a leisurely air. "But it's okay, I'll close it for you." Saying that, he slowly closed the window. Little Qi'er looked at him in astonishment. When she saw the evil expression on his face, she knew clearly—she was doomed!
Chapter Two "What do you want to do?" Little Qi'er looked at Yan Juntang in fear, her body constantly backing away, trying to get as far away from him as possible. She trembled as she backed away, shouting, "I, I warn you not to come any closer! I'll scream!" She shouted fierce words, hoping to stop him, but her trembling voice was not convincing at all, and her reddened eyes betrayed her fear.
"Warn?" Yan Juntang raised his handsome eyebrows, a light and flirtatious smile curving his lips. "Little Qi'er, did I hear you right? You're warning me now?" The overly gentle voice made Little Qi'er swallow hard, regretting what she had just said. "I...I..." She was too frightened to speak, retreating backward until she reached the bottom of the pit. She paused, realizing she had nowhere to go.
Yan Juntang glanced at the bed behind her, looking at her meaningfully. "Little Qi'er, are you inviting me?" "No way!" She glared at him, turning to leave the bedside, but he quickly appeared in front of her, shoving her onto the bed.
"Ah!" Caught off guard, Little Qi'er lay dumbfounded on the bed. "What are you doing?" She pulled her legs back, her large, watery eyes wide with surprise and fear, unaware that this only fueled his desire.
He climbed onto the bed, cornering her, his dark pupils gleaming with a wicked aura. "What do you think I'd want to do, my adorable little Qi'er?" Before she could react, his warm, wet lips seized hers, his domineering tongue probing into her sweet little mouth, gliding over her pearly teeth, entwining with her delicate tongue, sucking and teasing her wantonly, tasting her sweet nectar thoroughly, leaving no gap.
"Mmm..." Her small hands pushed against his shoulders, trying to resist his kiss, but his tongue was forcefully entwined with hers, his breath intoxicating, gradually weakening her resistance, and she involuntarily went limp in his arms, letting his tongue tease her mouth. It was
always like this; whenever he tasted her lips, she felt completely powerless. At first, she didn't understand why he loved tasting her lips so much, until she overheard the maids talking about getting married and learned that it was an intimate act, something only a husband could do to his wife... So why did he often do this to her?
She wondered, but dared not ask, assuming he liked to bully her, clearly trying to make sure she couldn't get married. How could she, who had been touched all over by him, possibly marry another man!
"What are you thinking about?" Noticing her distracted state, Yan Juntang narrowed his dark eyes in displeasure and lightly bit her lower lip.
"Ouch." The slight pain made her frown. "Why did you bite me?" She glared at him, her rosy cheeks showing her grievance.
"Who told you to be so absent-minded?" Yan Juntang snorted, still not letting her go, his large hand gripping her chin, looking at her domineeringly. "Tell me! What were you thinking about just now?" Xiao Qi'er blushed, boldly pushing him away, her swollen lips pouting. "What do you care what I was thinking about just now? Get out! I need to change my clothes!" "Does it matter? What part of your body haven't I seen or touched?" Yan Juntang leaned in again. Since she turned fourteen, in the past two years, he had already tasted all her sweetness. Except for not crossing the last line of defense, he had already explored every inch of her body.
His words made her face turn even redder, her cheeks puffed out, glaring at him angrily.
"You scoundrel! How can I get married after you bully me like this?" She was pathetic; she didn't dare resist him and just let him bully her.
Marry? The word made Yan Juntang narrow his dark eyes. "Who do you want to marry?" This woman, did she want to marry someone else besides him?
No way! She belonged to him; he wouldn't allow any other man to touch her!
"Tell me! Who do you want to marry?" "What's it to you who I want to marry!" She glared at him, her anger making her retort without thinking, "I'm just not marrying you!" Although… he couldn't possibly marry her anyway. Thinking of this, Xiao Qi'er felt a tightness in her chest, a slight urge to cry… but before she could think any further, a fierce rage immediately surged towards her.
"Very well, I'll take you, let's see who dares to marry you then!" Yan Juntang gritted his teeth and growled, forcefully pinning Xiao Qi'er down, his large hands tearing at her clothes.
"Ah! What are you doing..." Xiao Qi'er was terrified, struggling desperately, but she was no match for his strength. Her clothes were torn off in an instant, leaving her only in her undershirt and panties.
"Don't do this..." Clutching herself tightly, she was frightened by his anger and hadn't missed what he had just said.
He said he wanted to take her... After being bullied by him for two years, she knew, of course, that she hadn't truly been possessed by him. But even so, having been touched all over by him, she would never be able to get married. If he really took her, wouldn't her chances of getting married be even lower?
No! She didn't want that!
As soon as Yan Juntang saw the expression on Xiao Qi'er's face, he immediately knew what she was thinking. He narrowed his dark eyes and gritted his teeth, saying, "Xiao Qi'er, I'm telling you, you can forget about getting married in this lifetime!" With that, he grabbed her and forcefully tore off the last piece of clothing she was wearing.
"Ugh...you...don't do this..." Xiao Qi'er shook her head, her hairpin already fallen off from the fierce struggle, her hair slightly disheveled, contrasting with her flushed face, like an alluring flame, and she felt a fire burning within her.
Her hands, which tried to resist, were bound to the bedpost by Yan Juntang's belt. This action caused her to involuntarily arch her upper body, her full, snowy breasts trembling slightly. A large, dark hand brazenly grasped one of her breasts, kneading it forcefully.
Her legs were spread wide open, her private flower vulva directly exposed to his eyes, making her blush with shame.
Even though he often touched her, and her entire body had been explored by him, this intimate contact was a first for her, leaving her both shocked and panicked. She wanted to resist, but her hands were bound, leaving her at his mercy.
"Really don't want to?" Yan Juntang raised an eyebrow, his fingers slowly playing with the two trembling petals. "But you're already a little wet here, and this..." He squeezed her breast tightly.
"So hard, so big, you clearly want it, even your nipples are erect and red." As he spoke, he lightly flicked her sensitive nipple with his fingers.
"Ah!" Xiao Qi couldn't help but tremble, her flushed body unable to withstand his teasing, a surge of heat overflowing from her lower abdomen, making her even more restless.
"So sensitive!" Yan Juntang smiled with satisfaction, lowered his head, and took her other heavy, snowy breast into his mouth, his tongue sucking on the pink bud, sucking and entwining it forcefully, occasionally deliberately biting it lightly with his teeth, while his large hands did not let go of the other snowy white breast, kneading and squeezing it forcefully with the teasing of his tongue.
"Ah! No..." Her sensitive breasts became heavy and swollen from his playing, and with his teasing, her nerves were sensitively stimulated, making her involuntarily arch her body, craving his caresses.
Her flower-like opening involuntarily contracted, an unknown heat enveloping her body, making her feel incredibly uncomfortable. Sweet, sticky nectar seeped from her contracting petals, wetting the sheets.
"Ugh...don't do this..." She was startled by this tingling, fiery tide of passion, her eyes reddening, tears streaming down her face. Biting her swollen lips, she couldn't help but sob softly.
"What? You're crying already?" He lifted his head, licking his lips, looking at her nipples, now red and glistening from his licking. He smiled with satisfaction, but his hand didn't leave her other breast, playing with it forcefully.
"Ugh...don't bully me..." Her eyes were misty, and Xiao Qi'er let out a delicate cry, wanting him to let her go. She was so afraid that the fire inside her would burn her to death!
"But, I haven't bullied you enough yet!" One hand kneaded her full, snowy breast, while the other moved to her flower-like opening, letting his fingertips become coated with sweet, wet nectar. "Besides, you're so wet here, it's obvious you like me to bully you..." Yan Juntang's handsome face was full of flirtatiousness. He parted the wet petals with his fingers, and as soon as he inserted a fingertip, it was tightly sucked in by the tight passage.
"So tight, so hot..." Yan Juntang murmured, his voice thick with lust. The hot iron beneath him felt the pleasure of his fingers being tightly wrapped, and he couldn't help but tremble, feeling uncomfortably swollen.
"Ugh!" The strange sensation of being penetrated made Xiao Qi'er's eyes widen. She subconsciously pushed against her flower cave, trying to push his fingers out, but she didn't realize that her flower cave contracted so much that it sucked his fingers even tighter, causing him to let out a low moan.
"Xiao Qi'er, you're such a treasure." He lowered his head and kissed her, his tongue deftly probing into her small mouth, swirling the sweetness in her mouth, entwining with her little tongue, teasing and tantalizing it.
As his tongue sucked, her body gradually relaxed, and her flower cave stopped resisting his fingers. Sensing that she was no longer resisting him, he squeezed his fingers harder inside her flower cave, touching her clitoris, and then flicked it with his fingertip.
"Ugh!" The sensitive clitoris was touched, and Xiao Qi'er couldn't help but tremble. Her petals contracted, swirling with nectar, wetting Yan Juntang's hand completely.
Her wetness satisfied him as he withdrew from her lips, their lips still glistening with lustful saliva. He gently licked her full lower lip, his fingers inside her twitching slightly along the fluid, each movement deliberately touching her sensitive clitoris.
"Ah! No..." She tried to close her legs, trying to stop his hands from playing with her there, but he held them tightly with his knees, preventing her from closing them.
"Liar! You clearly want it." His fingers began to move faster, each thrust carrying her love juices. She heard the seductive sounds of water, her face flushing and her heart pounding, her lips uttering shy sounds.
She slightly raised her head, wanting to see what his hands were doing inside her, but saw his rough fingers being swallowed and released by her vulva. Each thrust caused her petals to contract, creating the sounds of water.
"Ah!" The shameful sight made her eyes widen, her body tensing, her sensitive walls contracting, tightly gripping his fingers.
"What? Are you shy?" Seeing her adorable wide-eyed expression, Yan Juntang couldn't help but laugh. He inserted another finger, pinching the engorged core between his two fingers and kneading it forcefully, occasionally tugging at it intentionally.
"Mmm..." The delicate clitoris couldn't withstand the play, becoming even redder and harder, sending a shiver down her spine. Her love juices flowed even more, surging against the fingers inside her.
"Don't do this..." Xiao Qi'er began to plead, but his hands didn't let her go. Instead, he thrust forcefully in and out of her flower cave, each entry forcefully touching the inner stamen, each withdrawal rubbing against the tight flower walls, creating a wet, dripping sound.
"Really don't?" Yan Juntang's voice was hoarse, sweat sliding down his forehead. His deep black eyes were fixed on the flower cave, wet with clear love juice, watching his fingers play with her passage. "But you're sucking me so tightly. Look, every time I thrust, your little hole starts to contract, all wet. Can you hear the sound?" Of course she could! The soothing sound of water echoed in her ears. She could imagine how his fingers would play with her flower, how they would stimulate her wetness. Every image only fueled her desire, pounding against her body with each thrust.
"No more! I don't want it anymore..." she cried, twisting her body, feeling the fire within her burning her to ashes. With each thrust of his fingers, she faced the ecstasy of pleasure.
Suddenly, he thrust in forcefully, stimulating her most sensitive spot. Her body trembled, and abundant love juice flowed out, soaking her inner thighs.
She went limp, her whole body flushed a beautiful rosy red, her hazy eyes fixed on him, her small mouth panting rapidly.
Yan Juntang withdrew his fingers, seeing that Xiao Qi'er had reached her climax, but the fire within him had not yet subsided; the hot iron in his lower abdomen was throbbing unbearably.
"Little Qi'er, you're satisfied, but I'm not!" He unbuckled his belt, pulled down his pants, and his already scorching hot iron sprang out, its tip already oozing a few drops of white fluid.
"You..." She stared at the heat beneath him, gasping for breath, vaguely recognizing what it was. "No! Don't! I'll die!" How could something so big possibly enter her? She couldn't imagine it, only feeling that she would die, that he would play with her to death!
She wanted to escape, afraid that he would really use that thing to take her, but her body was already weak from the teasing earlier, and her hands were tied by him, making escape impossible.
"Don't worry, I'm not planning to take you yet." He lowered his head and licked her lips. "But I've made you so happy, shouldn't you repay me, hmm?" As he spoke, his fingers deliberately teased her still sensitive flower, causing her to let out a soft moan.
"How do you want me to repay you?" Xiao Qi'er stared at Yan Juntang with wide, puzzled eyes. She felt relieved to hear that he wouldn't take her now, but a strange sense of loss lingered within her.
"How should I repay you..." He looked down at her full, heavy breasts, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "Repay me like this!" He grasped one full, soft breast in each hand, squeezing and kneading them forcefully. Her body, still throbbing from the orgasm, flushed crimson at his touch, and she involuntarily let out a soft moan.
"Heh! Sensitive little thing." He chuckled softly, his large hands pushing her two snow-white breasts together to form an alluring, high shape. He then lifted his hips, allowing his already throbbing, hot iron to squeeze between her breasts, before moving his hips and thrusting forcefully between them.
"Ah!" Her sensitive, delicate breasts turned a rosy red from his thrusts. His hands squeezed harder, rubbing her snow-white breasts against the thick, hot iron. Each deep thrust touched her lips, letting her taste his flavor.
Xiao Qi'er squinted at Yan Juntang's thrusting movements, never expecting that even this could make her so aroused. Her lower body's flower-like opening couldn't help but tighten, overflowing with strands of love fluid.
"Xiao Qi'er, you're amazing." Yan Juntang swayed his hips forcefully, thrusting the thick, hard iron back and forth between her snow-white breasts. Hot, white fluid seeped slightly from the tip, wetting her snow-white skin.
"Ugh..." Xiao Qi'er couldn't help but open her mouth and moan, as the tip of the hot iron entered and exited her mouth, causing both of them to pant and groan.
Suddenly, Xiao Qi'er's teeth touched the sensitive little hole at the tip of the hot iron. Yan Juntang couldn't help but tremble, his flushed handsome face tilting back slightly, a low growl escaping his throat. He thrust in and out a few more times, and hot white fluid spurted out, wetting her breasts and face.
The pungent smell filled her mouth and nose. She breathed heavily, still not quite regaining her senses from the passion, when she heard him whisper in her ear, "Do you know why I came to the Su family this time?" Before she could answer, he continued, "I came to propose to Jiang'er." He said he came to propose to the young lady... She thought he was joking, but the next day she heard the news that the young master of the Yan family had proposed to the master, and the master had happily agreed. Soon, the mansion would be holding a wedding.
Everyone said that the young master and the young lady were a perfect match, childhood sweethearts who had grown up together, the man handsome, the woman beautiful, and from similar family backgrounds.
She also felt that Miss and Yan Juntang were a good match, even though his personality was terrible and he often bullied her, he was really good to Miss.
Of course, he liked Miss! And he was going to marry her, so of course he was good to her. What was she, Xiao Qi'er, anyway? Just someone he bullied.
"I don't care!" Alone in her room, she closed the door, pressed herself against it, and looked at the dark room, muttering to herself.
"I don't care if you're good to me! I don't care..." she grumbled, but her mind involuntarily drifted back to everything he had done to her yesterday.
They had been so intimate before, but now she felt he was so distant, or... he had always been that distant, and he only treated her this way because he saw she was easy to bully and dared not resist.
To him, she meant nothing at all… “I don’t care.” Unconsciously, Xiao Qi’er’s voice choked with sobs. With her eyes wide open, facing the darkness of the room, she suddenly felt grateful that as the young lady’s most favored maid, she didn’t have to share a room with the other maids, nor did she have to be seen in her current disheveled and embarrassing state.
"Yan Juntang, I don't care about you at all!" Biting her lip, she suppressed a sob, but couldn't stop the tears that inexplicably fell.
Ugh! What's there to cry about!
She forcefully wiped away the tears on her face, not understanding why she was crying. She clearly didn't care. What was Yan Juntang? He was just a annoying guy who liked to bully her. She didn't care about him at all!
"I hate you the most, I hate you the most..." Slowly sliding down, Xiao Qi'er squatted behind the door, burying her face in her knees. Soft sobs came from her knees. She didn't understand why she was crying, only feeling a deep, aching pain in her heart, as if she were dying, so painful... "Yan Juntang, I hate you the most!" The most, most... Chapter Three: After the wedding date was set, the Su and Yan families were busy preparing for the wedding. This marriage attracted attention in both the north and south cities. After all, it was the marriage of two of the richest men, causing a sensation in both towns. Everyone couldn't help but talk about it whenever they met.
However, an even more sensational event occurred at the Su residence—just two days before the wedding, Su Jiang'er secretly ran away from home in the middle of the night, leaving behind a letter stating that she wouldn't return until the wedding was canceled.
This shocked the Su family, and Xiao Qi'er was frantic. She and her mistress were like sisters, and the naive young lady had never left home alone before. What would happen if something happened?
She was at a loss, assuming the wedding would definitely be canceled, since the bride was missing!
But then, Master Su said the wedding would proceed as scheduled, but… there was no bride!
Just as everyone was puzzled by Master Su's decision, something even bigger happened—Xiao Qi'er was suddenly adopted by the Su family as their goddaughter, renamed Su Xiao Qi, and would stand in for her mistress to marry Yan Juntang.
Upon hearing this decision, Xiao Qi'er was completely dumbfounded.
She had no chance to protest; she was inexplicably given the surname Su and became the second young lady of the Su family. Before she could recover from the shock, the wedding day arrived in an instant. She was dragged around by the matchmaker, and in a daze, she went through the wedding ceremony and was then led to the bridal chamber.
Now, she sat upright, her hands on her knees, her fingers tightly gripping her red wedding dress. Her chaotic mind had barely calmed down, allowing her to carefully consider what had happened.
She had been adopted as a goddaughter by the master, becoming the second daughter of the Su family, and was marrying Yan Juntang. They had just completed their wedding ceremony, and now she was his wife… She, Xiao Qi'er, had become Yan Juntang's wife?!
"No way…" An incredulous exclamation came from behind the bridal veil, but it was the truth. She couldn't describe her feelings. She was indeed relieved that he hadn't married the young lady, but… she had never thought of marrying him!
She had been bullied so badly even before marrying him; if she really married him, what would become of her? She would definitely be bullied to death!
"No way!" Xiao Qi'er jumped up in fright, quickly removing her bridal veil and phoenix crown. Staring at the door ahead, she had only one thought in her mind—she had to escape!
She didn't want to marry Yan Juntang!
Just thinking about being bullied by him every day sent chills down her spine. He was so mean, he loved to bully her, and he was happy to see her cry. He'd been like that since they were little; he was utterly wicked!
"Yes! I'm going to escape!" With that thought, Xiao Qi'er ran towards the door, but before she could even open it, the intricately carved door was pushed open.
"What? Where are you going?" Yan Juntang stood in the doorway, looking at Xiao Qi'er with a leisurely air. Dressed in a red groom's suit, he was handsome and arrogant.
Xiao Qi'er quickly backed away. Seeing him reminded her of their wedding ceremony; now she was his wife. Even though she didn't want to, she couldn't help but blush and her heart pounded wildly.
"I…" She lowered her eyes, clutching her small hands tightly, too flustered to say anything.
Yan Juntang stepped into the room, glancing knowingly at Xiao Qi'er. "So you were planning to run away when no one was around?" Caught off guard, Xiao Qi'er's heart skipped a beat. She lowered her head guiltily, not daring to utter a sound, but a question lingered in her mind, compelling her to speak. "Why...why did you marry me?" Wasn't he supposed to marry Miss? Since Miss had run away, the marriage should have been canceled, yet he married her according to Master Su's wishes. Why?
A smirk played on Yan Juntang's lips as he looked at Xiao Qi'er with a flirtatious expression. "The marriage between the Su and Yan families is known to almost everyone in the city. If people knew Jiang'er had run away, both families would lose face. The Yan family couldn't afford that, so we had no choice but to find someone to marry in her place. Who knew Uncle would choose you? I had no choice." He deliberately lied, refusing to tell her the truth. This oblivious girl had been betrothed to him long ago; she was the only one he wanted to marry. Yet, she always seemed to want to stay far away from him, which displeased him.
Last time, he was so angry that he told her he had gone to the Su family to propose to Jiang'er. That wasn't true at all; the person he truly wanted to marry was her, but he didn't want her to know too soon, so the rumor that he wanted to marry Jiang'er would spread.
"So that's how it is..." Knowing the reason, Xiao Qi'er's voice became very soft, her heart aching with bitterness.
She should have known the answer was like this long ago; his reason for marrying her was definitely not good. What was she hoping for? She didn't understand, only feeling a sharp pain in her heart, wanting to cry... "What? Are you disappointed?" Hearing her muffled voice, Yan Juntang couldn't help but smile, his dark eyes fixed on her.
"I'm not!" What was there for her to be disappointed about? She wasn't!
"Is that so?" Reaching out to lift her chin, he saw her eyes were red, and his smile became even more smug. "Then why are your eyes red? Did you hear that I'm not marrying you because I love you, so you want to cry?" "No way!" Xiao Qi'er blushed and retorted loudly, "I don't care if you like me. Who do you think you are? I hate you the most!" Her words made him narrow his dark eyes. "Is that so?" "That's right!" She forcefully shook off his hand and looked at him stubbornly. "I don't want to marry you! Get away!" She pushed him away and turned to walk towards the door.
"Stop!" Yan Juntang's handsome face darkened, and he grabbed Xiao Qi'er's hand. "Where do you think you're going?" "What's it to you where I want to go? Anyway, you don't really want to marry me, and I don't want to marry you. Let's just call it quits. Let's see if you want to divorce me or what, whatever you want!" She shouted angrily at him, trying to shake off his hand. "Let go of me!" Yan Juntang was angered by her words and gripped her hand even tighter.
"It hurts!" Xiao Qi'er winced in pain, tears welling in her eyes finally falling. "Let go! You're hurting my hand!" Yan Juntang forcefully pulled Xiao Qi'er into his arms, his large hand gripping her chin, forcing her to look at him. "Let me tell you, unless I don't want you anymore, you won't leave me!" His voice was cold, his handsome face filled with a deep anger. It was the first time Xiao Qi'er had ever seen him truly angry, and she was too frightened to utter a sound, only daring to look at him with her tearful eyes. "
And now it's our wedding night, I don't intend to miss it." Yan Juntang's words made Xiao Qi'er's eyes widen. "No...you can't..." "Do you think you have the right to say no?" Yan Juntang smiled coldly, reaching for the wine pot on the table. "Let's drink the nuptial wine now!" He tilted his head back and took a large gulp from the pot, gripping her chin with his hand to prevent her escape, then lowered his head to cover his fragrant lips, feeding her all the rich wine in his mouth.
"Ugh..." Unable to escape, Xiao Qi'er was forced to drink the wine Yan Juntang fed her. The pungent and spicy liquid made her face flush with discomfort, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
After feeding her the wine, Yan Juntang still wouldn't let go of Xiao Qi'er's lips. His tongue slid into her mouth along with the wine, wantonly entwining with hers, ignoring her attempts to dodge, wildly sucking and swirling, stirring her sweetness.
His hands pinned her hands behind her back, and with his other hand, he forcefully pulled at her wedding dress. In a short while, she was left only with a red bodice and white underpants.
The slightly cool sensation stimulated her skin, and Xiao Qi'er opened her eyes, only then realizing that her clothes were almost completely removed. "Don't do this..." she cried out, terrified by his violence. She wanted to resist with all her might, but was afraid of further angering him, so she could only helplessly shed tears.
Seeing her face flushed red from crying, Yan Juntang tenderly released her lips, lingeringly licking her full, tender lower lip.
"Don't be afraid. As long as you're good, I won't be angry, and I won't hurt you," he coaxed softly, sweeping the table aside with his large hand. Exquisite dishes and precious jade plates fell to the floor, shattering with a crisp sound.
Xiao Qi'er was startled and shrank her shoulders slightly.
"Shh... don't be afraid." Yan Juntang laid Xiao Qi'er on the table, sucking on her lips to soothe her, his large hands also restlessly caressing her smooth, soft skin.
Under his comforting touch, Xiao Qi'er gradually relaxed, looking at him with bright, tearful eyes. Her peach-colored bodice made her already snow-white skin appear even more delicate, like a vibrant rose.
"You're so beautiful, I want to devour you whole," he said, lifting his head to admire her allure.
She had snow-white, delicate skin that was irresistible to touch. Her already watery eyes were even more alluring with tears, and looking into them would make one unable to resist falling into them. Her pink lips, slightly swollen from his kisses, were now slightly parted, revealing her adorable pearly teeth.
She wasn't beautiful, but she was incredibly cute, especially when she cried. It was so cute that one wanted to devour her whole. That's why he always loved to tease her to tears, but he wouldn't allow her to cry in front of others, because her adorable appearance was reserved for him alone.
"Don't look at me like that." His burning gaze made her blush, and she couldn't help but cover her eyes, unable to meet his gaze.
"Okay, I won't look, I'll touch you." Yan Juntang smiled wickedly, his large hand grabbing one of her snow-white breasts through her blouse and kneading it forcefully.
"Don't do this..." Xiao Qi'er tried to struggle, but Yan Juntang restrained her.
"Shh, don't move, you'll like it," he coaxed, seeing her blushing face and her clear eyes slightly lowered. Her lips, which he loved to kiss, trembled slightly, like delicate cherry blossoms, making him want to taste them.
He couldn't help but cover her mouth with his, his tongue gently exploring, tasting the faint aroma of wine and her own sweetness. He boldly entwined his tongue with hers, sucking on her sweetness.
His hands weren't idle either, kneading her full breasts through the thin fabric, his thumb rubbing against the unopened nipples until they blossomed under his fingers. Then he gently pinched and tugged at them with two fingers, making her moan softly.
Opening her eyes slightly, Xiao Qi'er twisted her body, feeling a wave of weakness wash over her. She was breathless from the kisses, and a fire seemed to burn in her lower abdomen, eroding her will.
Her twisting made Yan Juntang's desire burn even more intensely. He looked at her, loving the passion rising in her eyes, a passion ignited because of him.
Her lips, slightly swollen from his kisses, parted slightly, releasing a seductive pant. Each breath fueled the fire within him.
He gently sucked on her lips, his tongue tracing their contours, the warm, wet kisses slowly moving downwards… He forcefully ripped off her bodice, revealing her snow-white breasts. A forceful suck immediately elicited a soft moan from her. A series of light purple hickeys were left on her fair skin beside her nipples.
The pink nipples contrasted with the purple hickeys. He gently licked the marks he had left, opening his mouth to take the alluring bud into his mouth. His tongue lightly licked the tip, feeling the bud tremble slightly in his mouth. He gently sucked on it, deliberately biting it lightly with the tip of his teeth.
“Ah!” Xiao Qi’er’s body trembled slightly, her consciousness beginning to blur. Unable to withstand his teasing, she twisted her body in protest, yet a yearning lingered within her, a desire for more and more.
Yan Juntang looked up at Xiao Qi’er’s unbearable expression. Desire had tinged her snow-white skin with a beautiful blush, making her as delicate as a rose, tempting him to pluck it.
He reached out and gently touched her soft cheek, his fingertips slowly moving to her slightly parted lips. His slightly rough fingertips caressed her soft, cotton-like lips, his gaze deepening.
Xiao Qi'er half-closed her eyes, her curled eyelashes trembling with desire. The stirring of her lips made her unable to resist licking them with her tongue, but she ended up licking his finger.
She was startled, her eyes meeting his. She felt her face burning, her watery eyes filled with shyness, yet she couldn't help but gently suck on his finger. Their eyes intertwined, their tongues licking his fingertips, a deep, burning desire traveling through their bodies via his fingertips.
Yan Juntang withdrew his hand and covered hers with his lips. Their lips and tongues intertwined, while his hands roamed over her body. His smooth skin captivated him, and every place he touched felt like a flame, igniting her desire.
Knowing that the fire within her had been ignited, Yan Juntang lifted himself up, the alluring spring scenery before him making him hold his breath, afraid to breathe.
Her long, black hair cascaded down, making her already fair and rosy skin look even more tempting, as if one wanted to devour it whole. Her snow-white, rounded breasts trembled slightly, the alluring pink tips hardening upon contact with the air. The fabric outside her vulva was already soaked, clinging tightly to her delicate opening, vaguely revealing her pink and alluring petals.
"So wet already..." Yan Juntang couldn't look away, his dark eyes deepening with desire. He reached out and teased her vulva through the wet fabric, lingering and arousing her sensitive spots.
"Ah!" Xiao Qi'er frowned, letting out a soft moan of unbearable pleasure. Her hazy eyes stared at him, feeling more fluid welling up under his touch, making her feel incredibly ashamed. "Don't touch there..." "Why?" Yan Juntang deliberately curled his fingers, rubbing the vulva against the fabric, his fingertips already soaked with her fluids.
"It'll get wet..." Stimulated by his caresses, Xiao Qi'er couldn't help but clench the tablecloth, her petals contracting incessantly, drawing out even more love fluid.
"Isn't it good to be wet?" He squinted at her delicate state; the wet, clinging fabric perfectly outlined the contraction of her petals, sending a surge of heat through his lower abdomen.
He rubbed her even harder with his fingers. "Ah! No, no..." The fabric clung tightly to her tender, sensitive flower, and with his rubbing, the entire fabric rubbed against the outside of her opening. The tender flesh couldn't withstand this stimulation and contracted even more intensely.
"Why not?" Seeing the love fluid constantly seeping out, its sweet scent filling the air, he couldn't resist curling his fingers and forcefully thrusting them into her flower through the fabric.
"Ah!" A feeling of pain made her instinctively squeeze her legs together, trapping his hand in the process.
"No! It hurts..." Biting her lip, she pleaded with him, begging him to withdraw his fingers. "Please, get out..." "No!" Yan Juntang cruelly refused Xiao Qi'er's request. "Be good, open your legs." "No!" Little Qi'er shook her head pitifully, her eyes brimming with tears, unaware that her pitiful appearance only fueled the man's possessiveness.
"Do you want it to hurt more?" He deliberately bent his fingers inside her, rubbing her tender opening.
"Ah!" Feeling his fingers move, she frowned. "You're so bad!" You scoundrel! Knowing she was in pain, you still bullied her!
"If you don't open your legs, I'll be even worse!" he threatened in a low voice, deliberately pushing his fingers deeper.
"Ah!" Little Qi'er frowned and moaned softly, looking at him with a pitiful expression. Afraid of his threat, she had no choice but to obediently open her legs.
"That's a good girl." Yan Juntang licked away Little Qi'er's tears with satisfaction. His fingers, pressed against the fabric, began to slide inside her opening, not going in too deep, but not withdrawing either, just moving in and out of the tight flesh.
"Ugh..." At first, Xiao Qi'er frowned in pain, but gradually, a tingling sensation spread through her body, and the pain slowly disappeared. She relaxed her brows, and a moan escaped her lips.
Seeing that she was beginning to enjoy the prickling, and even started swaying her slender waist to follow the movements of his fingers, Yan Juntang smiled wickedly. "Do you want me to stop now? Hmm?" "No! Don't..." Biting her lip, Xiao Qi'er groaned in discomfort. At first, it felt good, but gradually, she felt that this shallow prickling was no longer enough to satisfy her, and instead made her feel hot and uncomfortable.
"Yan Juntang, I feel so uncomfortable..." Hearing Xiao Qi'er's address, Yan Juntang raised his eyebrows unhappily and stopped his finger movements. "What did you call me?" "Ah! Don't stop..." His sudden stop of the prickling did not make her feel better, but rather made her feel even more unsatisfied, and the fire in her abdomen continued to burn.
"Call me Juntang, and I will continue." Yan Juntang commanded softly.
"Jun... Juntang..." Xiao Qi'er shook her head impatiently, obeying his command, her small mouth uttering a soft whisper, "Please..." "Good girl." Hearing her obediently call his name, he yielded to her desire, moving his fingers in and out, enjoying the tight feeling of being enveloped by her.
But she felt it wasn't enough; these shallow thrusts only made her more itchy and unbearable, unable to resist the torment of desire, she sobbed softly. "Juntang, I feel so uncomfortable..." Seeing this, Yan Juntang chuckled with satisfaction. "You greedy little slut!" He withdrew his fingers, hearing her protest, he chuckled again, his large hand tearing off her already soaked underpants.
Watching her wet flower cave contract incessantly, the pink petals curling with transparent fluid, the fragrant scent filling the air, he picked her up and walked towards the wedding bed covered with a pair of mandarin duck quilts. "Baby, I'll satisfy you right now." Chapter Four. The cool air brushed against her snow-white skin, barely clearing Xiao Qi'er's hazy senses. She realized she was lying on the bed, completely naked like a newborn baby, while Yan Juntang gazed at her with burning eyes.
She lowered her eyes, shyly trying to cover herself with her hands, the blush on her face spreading to her jade-like neck, even threatening to burn downwards.
"Don't cover yourself, I want to see." He took her hand, gently kissing her slender fingers, his burning gaze fixed on her snow-white body.
Feeling his gaze, Xiao Qi'er felt her face turn even redder. "Don't look!" she said, embarrassed, trying to cover his eyes with her hands.
"Why?" He grabbed her hand, his dark eyes unwilling to leave her. "You're beautiful, so beautiful that I can't take my eyes off you." She wasn't voluptuous, but her figure was extremely well-proportioned, especially her skin, white with a rosy glow, like the finest silk.
His words made her face burn even hotter, too embarrassed to look at him.
Seeing her shy expression, he couldn't help but smile. "You're shy already? Where did your wantonness go? Hmm?" He reached out and grasped one of her full, snowy breasts, rubbing the pink nipple with his rough palm, then used his knee to pry open her thighs.
"Look, it's already wet here." He murmured softly, his dark eyes fixed on her wet, pink vulva, the damp petals slightly contracting, the overflowing nectar shimmering with a lascivious luster.
"Hmm... don't do that..." Xiao Qi'er felt so shy being stared at, her sensitive buds couldn't withstand his caresses and began to harden, pressing against his palm.
"You like it, don't you?" Noticing the hardening of her nipples under his palm, he smiled wickedly, pulling at the nipples with his fingers, occasionally swirling them with his rough fingertips.
"Mmm..." Her full, soft breasts were swollen from his play, the tingling sensation stimulating her, causing her to let out a charming moan.
He pressed two fingers against the wet petals, then parted them slightly. The sensitive flesh, touched by his touch, immediately moistened his hand with abundant love nectar.
Enjoying the warm nectar, he gently parted the wet flesh, allowing himself a clear view of the beauty within. At the very tip of the bud was a small, bright red bud, trembling shyly.
"Ah! Don't keep looking there..." Xiao Qi'er struggled shyly, the tightly closed petals opening and closing slowly and rhythmically due to her tension, swirling with love nectar, further enticing his gaze.
"So beautiful..." He couldn't look away, his fingers unable to resist following the nectar into the flower's opening. Even with just one finger inside, it was tightly gripped by the soft flesh.
"Ah!" The abundant love nectar lubricated his fingers, making Xiao Qi'er feel not pain, but rather a tingling, indescribable sensation.
The intense pleasure of being tightly sucked in made Yan Juntang let out a low moan. He parted the wet petals and inserted another finger… “Ah! It hurts!” The tender honey hole couldn’t withstand the entry of two fingers. Xiao Qi’er winced in pain, her tender flesh contracting incessantly, resisting his entry.
“Shh… relax.” He soothed her in a hoarse voice, playing with the tender clitoris with two fingers, gently rubbing and teasing it, occasionally pulling it.
“Ah…” The sensitive clitoris turned red from his fingers playing with it, gradually hardening. Love fluid overflowed from her flower hole due to the tingling pleasure, wetting her thighs and the bed sheets.
The abundant, hot love fluid washed over his fingers. Yan Juntang narrowed his eyes, his Adam’s apple bobbing with desire. He suppressed the urge to bury the throbbing, hot iron inside her, slowly moving his fingers.
He first bent two fingers, rubbing the tender flesh walls to make more flower fluid seep out, before slowly withdrawing his fingers, the two fingers slowly thrusting in and out of her flower hole.
"Ah...no...um...ah..." Her small hands gripped the sheets tightly, unable to resist his caresses. She shook her head in discomfort, her slightly damp hair clinging to her pink cheeks.
His thrusts stirred her love juices, the wet, sizzling sounds echoing with each entry and exit, stimulating her flower-like opening. His fingers played with the walls of her flesh, deliberately caressing her most tender clitoris with each thrust, stimulating her most sensitive spot.
"Little Qi'er, you're so wet, so tight..." he groaned through gritted teeth, watching his fingers move in and out of her wet opening. Her pink petals contracted and opened with his thrusts, a sweet scent wafting through the air—her sweet nectar.
His dark eyes were fixed on her flower-like opening, which he was playing with and stirring, watching the clear love juice spread across her soft pubic hair, some of it even sliding down her thighs, soaking the red sheets.
The air was thick with a sweet, fragrant aroma. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he felt a surge of thirst. His fingers danced in and out of the sweet nectar, making a wet, glistening sound.
"Little Qi'er, you've made me so thirsty..." He licked his lips, gazing fascinated at the abundant nectar between her petals. "And you? Are you thirsty too?" "Thirsty..." She had long since lost her senses, consumed by his ministrations. Her body flushed a beautiful rosy red, and she didn't understand his question, only responding to his last word.
"Taste your flavor, so fragrant..." He withdrew his fingers, and as she protested, he placed his nectar-covered fingers into her mouth. "Is it good?" "Mmm..." She sucked on his fingers, tasting their own sweet, cloying flavor, letting out a soft moan . Her tongue instinctively licked away the sweetness from his fingers, savoring every last drop.
Her seductive allure made him groan involuntarily. "You little vixen!" He withdrew his fingers, forcefully pried open her legs, and stared hungrily at her sweet, moist vulva, the constantly seeping nectar stimulating his desire. "Now it's your turn to quench my thirst!" "Ah...no! Don't do this...uh..." Before she could grasp the meaning behind Yan Juntang's words, Xiao Qi'er felt something wet and soft licking her petals. She was stunned for a moment, then saw him bury his head between her legs, his lips and tongue sucking on the wet, tender flesh.
"So fragrant, so sweet..." Yan Juntang licked his lips with satisfaction, slightly raising his head. His mouth and chin were covered in Pin Ying's love nectar, making Xiao Qi'er feel embarrassed.
"You...how could you..." Her face flushed, she didn't know how to react and could only shyly lower her eyes.
"Don't you like it?" As he spoke, he extended his tongue and lightly licked her trembling petals.
"Ah!" Xiao Qi'er trembled at his lick, a soft moan escaping her lips.
"See! You clearly like it." He reached out and parted the pink petals. "Your vulva is so tight, the juices are overflowing, it smells so good..." As he spoke, he lowered his head and sucked on the trembling petals, licking them with his tongue, swirling the abundant, sweet saliva into his mouth, and swallowing it all.
"Mmm..." His hands and tongue continued to play with the wet vulva, the tingling pleasure making her writhe uncontrollably, her small hands involuntarily tucking into his hair, arching her lower body, craving his caresses.
Suddenly, he used his fingers to pry open the petals, his hot, wet tongue plunging into the fragrant vulva, the tip of his tongue skillfully sweeping across the tender bud, then gently pressing the sensitive clitoris.
"Ugh..." The delicate clitoris was teased like this, a shiver ran through her body, more saliva seeped out, impacting the tip of his tongue playing inside her vulva.
The warm, fragrant liquid was intoxicating, constantly flowing from her flower bud. Before Yan Juntang could swallow, a little of the liquid dripped down her lips.
He contentedly sucked on the sweet nectar, licking the soft crevice of her vulva back and forth, his tongue and nectar mingling, making a soft, wet sound.
Hearing the sounds of his tongue, Xiao Qi'er was so ashamed that her toes curled up involuntarily, and her little mouth kept emitting seductive moans.
His wet heat mixed with the fluid seeping from her vulva, and she felt that her tender vulva had never been so wet before, feeling both shy and excited.
Yan Juntang sucked on the nectar forcefully, his soft, wet tongue skillfully wrapping around the clitoris, teasing and sucking, making the delicate clitoris bloom under his tongue.
With his playful touch on the sensitive clitoris, Xiao Qi'er could no longer withstand the impact of pleasure, her nectar flowing out incessantly, her tight passage tightening from the stimulation, and she couldn't help but moan.
Her action made him suck his tongue tightly, and Yan Juntang's body trembled, his burning desire trembling involuntarily.
The thought of her hot, wet, and tight flower-like opening soon gripping his hot iron made him groan involuntarily. The heat beneath him intensified, growing even hotter.
He forcefully spread her legs, his fingers probing into her opening, his tongue moving back and forth within the tender flesh, swirling the sweet nectar.
"Ah..." Xiao Qi'er tilted her head back, her beautiful eyes half-open and hazy. The excessive stimulation caused her to moan uncomfortably, tears welling in her eyes, which she couldn't swallow.
Yan Juntang, like a greedy beast, wantonly played with her wet flower-like opening with his tongue and fingers. The squelching sounds were a result of his manipulation. Her tender opening was his sweet treat, one he could never tire of playing with.
Xiao Qi'er was already powerless to resist, nor did she want to. Her small hands were tightly tucked into Yan Juntang's hair, moaning with each thrust. His
warm, moist tongue continued to move in and out of her tight, alluring opening, his fingers deliberately teasing the sensitive walls, suddenly touching a sensitive spot.
"Ah!" A tingling, numbing, and excruciating pleasure made Xiao Qi'er scream uncontrollably, twisting her buttocks wildly, her slippery thighs spasming as she gripped Yan Juntang's head.
Her writhing caused his tongue to penetrate even deeper, her hips involuntarily swaying with his thrusts.
Knowing he had touched her most sensitive spot, he deliberately made sure to touch the hardest point with each entry.
"Ah...no...no..." Unable to bear this teasing, her wet and hot flower began to spasm, thick flower fluid gushing out, washing over his fingers and tongue. "I can't take it...ooh...I can't take it..." Xiao Qi'er couldn't help but sob, feeling like she was about to be killed by this pleasure, but he still didn't stop, instead inserting another finger, two fingers following his tongue, constantly teasing back and forth, not letting go of her spasming little hole.
"Ooh...no...no..." She shook her head in discomfort, the fire inside her almost burning her up, her flower fluid making her lower body soaked.
Suddenly, his tongue and fingers thrust forcefully at her most sensitive spot, causing her to arch her back and let out a sharp cry. A torrent
of fragrant fluid gushed out, wetting his chin and then spreading along her legs and the bedsheets. The rich, sweet scent lingered in the air.
Yan Juntang withdrew his fingers and tongue from her flower-like opening, looking up at the beautiful woman lying softly on the bed. Her snow-white skin was flushed, her small mouth slightly parted, breathing softly. Her flower-like opening, which he had been tormenting, continued to contract, constantly leaking fluid, churning her pink petals, making his eyes burn with desire.
He quickly got up, took off his clothes, pulled down his pants, and his already swollen and impatient erection sprang out, its tip oozing white fluid from its burning desire.
He took a deep breath, no longer able to resist the urge to bury himself deep inside her. Holding his already swollen and aching erection, he thrust it into her overflowing, honey-like opening.
"Ah!" The sudden pain instantly shattered the pleasure she was enjoying. Xiao Qi'er winced in pain, tears streaming down her face. "No! It hurts so much..." She pushed against his shoulder, wanting him to pull away, but he only thrust harder. A warm, moist, bright red fluid mixed with her vaginal fluid seeped out and slid down her thighs.
"Waaah..." Xiao Qi'er cried pitifully. "No...it hurts so much..." Waaah...you bad guy! Knowing it hurts, he still thrusts so hard.
"Shh, it won't hurt in a bit." Yan Juntang soothingly kissed Xiao Qi'er's tear-filled eyes.
He originally wanted to stop and let her get used to the pain, but...damn it! The feeling of being tightly held by her was too good, and he couldn't resist. Ignoring her pain, he began to move his hips, slowly rhythmically thrusting inside her.
"Waaah...no! Don't move..." Every movement he made aggravated the pain in her inner walls, and she couldn't help but plead.
"Bear with it!" Ignoring her pleas, he increased the speed of his thrusts, each stroke stirring up her love juices, streaks of blood mingling with the fluids.
"Ah! No..." Xiao Qi'er let out a painful moan, her tight passage unable to withstand his frenzied thrusts, causing her to cry out in pain.
But gradually, the stinging pain subsided, replaced by a tingling sensation that stimulated her skin. She relaxed her tightly furrowed brows, her moans changing from pain to allure.
Her waist swayed involuntarily with his thrusts, her smooth thighs wrapped around his waist, and soft moans escaped her lips.
"Yes! That's it, be more wild!" Yan Juntang grasped one of her breasts and kneaded it forcefully, his hot, hard penis continuing to churn her wet, hot flower. His sweat dripped onto her body, mingling with her thin layer of perspiration.
He narrowed his eyes, his large hand vigorously wiping away her fragrant sweat, leaving her body drenched. Watching her full, jade-like breasts sway and curve in a wanton way, he lowered his head and took one of her snowy breasts into his mouth, sucking hard on the sweet nipple. He then lifted her up and placed her on his lap, allowing his hot iron to penetrate even deeper.
"Ah!" Little Qi'er tilted her head back, her small hands gripping Yan Juntang's shoulders tightly.
His hands gripped her waist, lifting her up, then pressing her forcefully against his hot iron. Her tight, throbbing flower-
like opening contracted repeatedly, enveloping him even more tightly. The sounds of flesh slapping together rang out as his hot iron churned within her wet, glistening opening, creating a seductive and alluring sound.
"Is it comfortable, baby?" Yan Juntang asked in a hoarse voice, gently biting her pink nipple.
"Mmm...it feels so good..." Little Qi'er couldn't help but wrap her arms around Yan Juntang's neck, her long, black hair cascading down, swaying with his thrusts.
Abundant juices sprayed as his hot iron thrust in and out, wetting his lower abdomen. His petals contracted and released, releasing immense heat.
He sucked hard on her hard nipples, watching her tightly hold his hot iron, her petals opening and closing with each thrust. This alluring sight made him squint, his teeth biting the nipple in his mouth.
"Ah!" The sensitive nipple, bitten by Yan Juntang, didn't hurt; instead, it further stimulated Xiao Qi'er's body. Her juices flowed continuously, warming the hot iron within her. "I
can't... I can't take it anymore..." Xiao Qi'er shook her head, feeling herself about to reach her climax.
"Not enough, not enough!" Already drenched in sweat, the two embraced tightly. He laid her down on the bed, lifted her legs with his large hands, and with a thrust, plunged his enormous member into her, striking deep into her core.
"Ah..." Xiao Qi'er arched her body, her fingertips tracing passionate marks on his back. Her snow-white thighs wrapped around his waist, their bodies pressed tightly together without a single gap.
The sound of water mingled with the sounds of their flesh slapping against each other, creating a lewd scene.
Suddenly, as Yan Juntang struck her most sensitive spot, Xiao Qi'er's body stiffened, and she could no longer bear it, letting out a sharp cry. A gush of abundant wetness instantly spurted out, washing over the hot iron.
Wave after wave of hot liquid pounded against her sensitive tip. Yan Juntang gritted his teeth and growled, thrusting forcefully a few times, then tilted his head back, his hot white fluid gushing out, mixing with sweet juices as it flowed out of her flower cave.
They reached their climax together, the sweet, cloying scent of passion lingering in the air...

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