The Legend of the Young and Romantic Da Bao - Chapter 122: Plump and Soft

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"You little rascal, don't do that! You can't! Ah!"
Huang Yarong felt a tingling, numb, and itchy sensation all over her body, her lips slightly parted, her body writhing like a snake. Her delicate hands gripped his arm, unsure whether to push him away or what to do. From their first meeting at Yandu Pool, she had developed a vague affection for him. It was in the grove by Yandu Pool that she was first kissed and harassed by Da Bao—the first time she had been kissed by a man other than her husband, Jia Lunsen. Later, after dinner with Zhou Jie and Yuan Fang, she was again kissed passionately by Da Bao, who even caressed and kneaded her breasts. Zhou Jie had originally adopted Da Bao as her godson, hoping to use morality to restrain and suppress this little rascal's wicked desires. However, the increasingly ambiguous and taboo development between them, the increasingly dangerous and exciting feeling, was now making even Huang Yarong uneasy. Knowing how long she could resist Da Bao, his wet kisses, his caresses, his advances, his harassment had already made her flustered and restless, and she had tasted the pleasure of forbidden ambiguity. More than ten years into her marriage, she and her husband, Jia Lunsen, had spent little time together and had long lost their passion and joy. But since meeting Da Bao, she had been repeatedly aroused by this lovely young man's wet kisses, caresses, and harassment. At this moment, Huang Yarong was panting heavily, her body was soft and weak, and she barely managed to keep her legs tightly closed. Between her legs, spring tides had already overflowed and she was covered in mud.
She could only helplessly push Da Bao away, panting and murmuring, and scolded him, "You little rascal, if you keep fooling around and touching me like that, your godmother will really get angry!"
She said she was angry, but a blush rose on her cheeks, making her face look like a peach blossom and her eyes like spring water, gentle and charming.
"My godmother looks even more beautiful and charming when she's angry!"
Da Bao gently put his arm around Huang Ya Rong's slender waist, sticking to her like a plaster, and changed the subject, saying, "Godmother must know Xue Yuan Yuan, right?"
"Xue Yuanyuan? Ximen Qing's legal wife?"
Huang Yarong asked in surprise, "Could it be that she really came to avenge you on behalf of Ximen Qing? No way?"
Da Bao recounted the events of the previous night to Huang Ya Rong, slightly omitting the details of his physical contact and harassment with Xue Yuan Yuan. He recalled that Xue Yuan Yuan refused to let him kiss her cherry lips, yet allowed him to bite and nibble on her breasts through her black night clothes, harassing and thrusting into her cleavage. Although they didn't actually make love, he still enjoyed the mature, beautiful widow's voluptuous, rounded, sexy, and soft beauty, and even brought her to orgasm. Thinking about it now still feels incredibly stimulating.
"That was close!"
Huang Yarong playfully scolded Zhan, "You're still not as experienced in the ways of the world as Xue Yuanyuan! However, that Dongfang Mu isn't as evil as Ximen Qing! Even if Ximen Qing dies, Xue Yuanyuan might not be truly heartbroken or avenge him. Back then, she knew your parents. It seems your father had a conflict with Ximen Qing and they formed a grudge, though I'm not entirely sure why. Because your parents frequently associated with the Ten Great Families, given Ximen Qing's character and conduct, it's understandable that he might have coveted your mother's beauty and been tempted to take advantage of her. Perhaps he offended your mother, which is why Brother Jun fought with Ximen Qing."
"Who is Brother Jun?"
Da Bao teased, "Calling someone 'godmother' is so cheesy!"
"You little rascal, how dare you laugh at your godmother?"
Huang Yarong said shyly and coquettishly, "Your father is truly fearless for your mother, he would really risk his life and go through fire and water without hesitation! Unlike you, who are just glib-tongued? You little rascal!"
"It seems that Ximen Qing has committed many evils and deserves to die."
Da Bao laughed and said, "I mean it the way I do!"
As he spoke, he took out the white marble plaque and handed it to Huang Yarong, saying, "I'm entrusting the most precious thing in my life to my godmother for safekeeping, which is the same as entrusting myself to her. Isn't that enough?"
"No way! I don't want it! Otherwise you'll think I, your godmother, am after your precious baby."
Huang Yarong laughed and said, "You should give it to your sister Fang for safekeeping!"
"Good godmother, I mean it!"
Da Bao nestled close to Huang Ya Rong and said sincerely, "As the saying goes, 'A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.' Godmother already knew about the inscription on the white marble tablet, and only you, Godmother, have the ability to safeguard it. Entrusting it to anyone else would only bring trouble and backfire. If I don't even trust you, Godmother, who else can I trust?"
Flattery never fails, and after a few words of sycophancy, Huang Yarong was delighted. She gently stroked Da Bao's cheek with her delicate hand and said, moved, "Good child, since you trust your godmother so much, what more can I say? I will definitely keep this stone tablet safe. I won't even tell your godfather. I'll keep it here, and I'll do everything in my power to ensure it's returned to its rightful owner in the future!"
"Godmother, don't say that. It's just a stone tablet, far less important than your life."
Da Bao said sincerely, "If Godmother insists on protecting her with all her might, then I dare not leave it with Godmother. Promise me, no matter what, Godmother will never risk her life for this stone tablet, not even if she gets hurt! Godmother, do you hear me?"
"Okay, good boy!"
Touched, Huang Yarong kissed Da Bao on the cheek and praised him, "It seems your godmother made the right choice in taking you as her godson! I hope you will always be this kind of loving towards your godmother!"
"Good godmother, what I did just now was also out of love for you!"
Da Bao, embracing Huang Ya Rong's voluptuous and rounded body, teased, "It's just a different way of showing affection! Hehe!"
"Get lost, you little rascal!"
Huang Yarong said coquettishly, "Besides Sun Liying, who else is eyeing this white marble plaque?"
"And your good friend Mei Keqing has also been eyeing this place for a long time!"
Da Bao recalled Mei Keqing's voluptuous, curvaceous, and exquisite figure, which was truly alluring and extremely sexy. He briefly told Huang Yarong about his encounter with Mei Keqing after getting off the cable car at Yandu Pool.
Huang Yarong, knowing Mei Keqing's character well, was not surprised at all. She sighed and said, "Keqing is the number one woman in the world! Avant-garde and open-minded, she has seen countless men. She can be called the woman among women, making countless men drool and flock to her. But after getting her, they all end up loving and hating her, heartbroken! I think her real intention is not just to get this white marble plaque! I'm afraid she's using this as a pretext to lure you, you little rascal with the black dragon inside you, with covetous eyes and restless desires, right? Hehe! You'd better be careful!"
"Godmother, I understand. I'll be more careful from now on."
Dabao smiled.
"You'd be a fool to know that!"
Huang Yarong chided, "I'm afraid that if you see Keqing's alluring and sexy appearance again, you'll lose your soul and your bones will melt, right? Keqing is a top-notch woman among women! Maybe she's one of the most beautiful flowers in your Hundred Flowers List?"
"I didn't feel anything for her despite her allure; I still think my godmother is the real gem! I just wonder if she's one of the 'Hundred Flowers' in the classic Chinese literature?"
Da Bao stroked and kneaded Huang Ya Rong's soft waist, teasingly.
"You little rascal, what nonsense are you spouting now? See if your godmother doesn't beat you!"
Huang Yarong said coquettishly and charmingly, raising her slender hand as if to hit Da Bao.
"Spare the rod and spoil the child, I wish my godmother would beat and scold me every day!"
Da Bao snuggled up to Huang Ya Rong with a playful grin, acting coquettishly and taking the opportunity to rub and tease her plump and rounded body wrapped in a black velvet gauze skirt.
"You little rascal, you have ulterior motives when you act cute with your godmother!"
Huang Yarong was growing increasingly fond of this young man, as if she were seeing her former crush, Xuan Yuanjun, standing beside her, so affectionate. Her heart was filled with joy and excitement. She couldn't help but stroke Da Bao's hair and say softly, "However, it's fortunate that you were at Yan Du Chi today, otherwise Liu Canglong, Granny Su, and Dongfang Mu might not have given Lunsen any face! It seems they still have some reservations about you! Your godfather also revealed the secret in the end: Chang Junlai and Zhu Huchen are just deaf ears now, the only one who can truly keep them in check is you, Xuan Yuan Da Bao! Your godfather has some insight!"
"Hehe! Godmother is clearly in a better mood since Godfather came today. She's all smiles and looks even more radiant and dazzling!"
Da Bao teased, "Look how bright and sparkling Mom's eyes are when she talks about Godfather!"
"You little rascal, what nonsense are you spouting now?"
Huang Yarong spoke coquettishly, but her heart was filled with mixed feelings. She recalled being kissed and caressed by her adopted son, whom she had mistaken for her secret crush, Xuan Yuanjun. The mention of her husband, Jia Lunsen, added to the mix of emotions, creating an exceptionally ambiguous, forbidden, and stimulating atmosphere. Her face flushed even more, with two rosy blushes rising, making her even more charming and alluring.
"Where did I lie?"
Da Bao hugged Huang Ya Rong's plump and rounded body tightly, gently biting her soft and white earlobe, and teased her in a low voice, "As the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder, so it's understandable that Godmother is so happy and excited! When Godfather comes over later, should I go out for a walk and stay at Godmother Fang Fei's place tonight? Let Godmother and Godfather enjoy some time alone together!"
"You little rascal, that's nonsense! We're an old married couple, nothing like you and Fangfang, all lovey-dovey and inseparable! Your mind is full of rubbish!"
Huang Yarong felt her ears burning and her heart pounding. She smiled shyly and scolded playfully, "Just say you miss Fangfang and Tingting! Why are you saying all this nonsense? You little rascal! It's been two days. If you don't want to talk to your godmother, get out of here right now!"
"I haven't seen my godmother for two days, and I want to keep talking and chatting with her! I'm just worried that my godfather will come in later, and he'll be like a wolf in sheep's clothing. Wouldn't I be a third wheel? Hehe!"
Da Bao gently nibbled on Huang Ya Rong's soft, white earlobe, continuing to tease her.
"You can go to your room and rest..."
Huang Yarong slowly twisted her ivory-carved, snow-white neck, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, enjoying the kisses, nibbles, and sucking of her tender, white earlobe between Da Bao's lips and teeth. The earlobe is one of the most sensitive parts of a woman's body, and she felt incredibly comfortable and at ease from the bottom of her heart and the depths of her body. She softly and coquettishly said, "You little rascal, what do you mean by 'like a wolf or a tiger'? Your godfather is not that kind of lustful man!"
"I don't believe it! Absence makes the heart grow fonder. If Godfather sees Godmother's beautiful and alluring body, wouldn't he be more eager and impulsive, like a wolf in sheep's clothing? Would he still be polite and respectful to each other?"
Da Bao laughed, "Godmother's blushing and charming appearance is absolutely mesmerizing! Just now, among so many officials, businessmen's wives and ladies, Godmother stood there, elegant and virtuous, beautiful and dignified, standing out from the crowd, extraordinary and otherworldly, she's not even in the same league! In the entire Yandu County, there are very few who can compare to Godmother!"
"You little rascal, you're just a smooth talker who uses sweet words to win over your godmother! How is your mother-in-law, Su Yaqin, any less beautiful or charming than me?"
Huang Yarong said coquettishly with affection in her eyes, but she was secretly overjoyed.

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