Dragon Soul Blood Jade, Volume 3, Chapters 56-75, by author Qingxin Juanke

Dragon Soul Blood Jade

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Chapter 56 The Spring Night is Short
Qin Qingying's beautiful face was flushed with spring, her almond eyes filled with spring as she looked at Du Ke, and said in a seductive voice, "You little rascal, you always have so many bad ideas."
After saying that, she shyly turned over, her exquisite snow-white buttocks slightly raised, presenting two perfect mounds. They were as smooth and clear as bright jade, full of elasticity.
As her gaze moved, a soft white light, like a moon halo, flowed back and forth on her snow-white skin, outlining a smooth and rounded arc along the edge of her buttocks. The two plump buttocks, the smooth cleft of her buttocks, were as tender as the moon's mark, so tender that it seemed to drip water. Her low-set slender waist, her high pink buttocks, and her flowing long hair made Du Ke's mouth dry and his whole body restless.
Du Ke couldn't help but swallow hard. He leaped up and, from behind, ravaged the beauty's plump buttocks and deep cleft. Qin Qingying trembled under his caresses, but she arched her round, beautiful buttocks even higher. Turning her head, her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, her eyes alluring, looking like she was ready to be taken. She whispered sweetly, "You bad man, you...you have to be gentle..."
Du Ke smiled wickedly, gently patted her round, plump buttocks, leaned closer, found the right spot, and thrust his engorged, purplish-red dragon spear into the beauty's moist paradise.
"Ah!" The beauty, suddenly violated, was overwhelmed by the intense feeling of being filled. Her body jerked forward, and she couldn't help but cry out "Ah!" But she only managed half a sound, forcibly suppressing the intense pleasure of Du Ke's rapid thrusts. The rest of the sound was stuck in her throat.
Qin Qingying's heart pounded with excitement from his thrusts, her breath ragged, and she struggled to suppress her gasps.
Du Ke grew increasingly audacious, forcefully thrusting his superhumanly enormous member towards the beauty's overflowing spring, his movements faster and faster, his hands kneading and pressing her ample breasts while his fingers pinched and rubbed them.
Qin Qingying's delicate body trembled violently like a leaf in a storm as he plunged his dragon spear deep into her, intensifying the friction between it and her walls, turning her soft moans into loud groans.
Qin Qingying, her eyes gleaming with pleasure, a seductive allure shimmering in her gaze. Her beautiful, delicate face was flushed with a rosy glow, a captivating sight, like peach blossoms in full bloom in March. Her thin, red lips parted wide, her breath sweet and fragrant, her soft moans and gasps
filling the air. "Ah...like that...faster..." Her buttocks thrust upwards with increasing force and urgency, her long, white buttocks spreading wider to facilitate the penetration of Du Ke's massive member. Within her peach blossom cave, fluids flowed like a gentle stream.
Each powerful thrust from Du Ke penetrated deep into her core, reaching into Qin Qingying's womb, churning and stirring within. Qin Qingying kept her eyes tightly shut, her tongue occasionally darting out to lick her moist red lips, fully displaying her need and satisfaction. Waves of indescribable pleasure surged through every cell and vein in her body, causing her to moan and cry out in pleasure and satisfaction.
Du Ke thrust his hips forward forcefully, the force so great that his large, rounded penis slammed heavily against her clitoris, making Qin Qingying groan softly! During the deep penetration, his left hand gripped Qin Qingying's slender waist tightly, his hips swaying from side to side, thrusting and pounding wildly and wantonly! Qin Qingying seemed about to faint, but wave after wave of overwhelming pleasure pulled her back. In the throes of ecstasy, she couldn't help but cling tightly to the magnificent male body, her delicate body already thrusting wantonly in response: "Oh...you rascal...harder...hold me tighter...ahhh..."
Qin Qingying trembled with pleasure, her arms unable to withstand the fierce thrusts surging from behind. She clutched the embroidered pillow tightly, her burning face pressed down gently against it. Her slender waist sank to rise higher, revealing her round, dazzling, soft, and full breasts, displaying an astonishingly beautiful curve. The graceful curve of her mounds was breathtaking.
Du Ke relentlessly followed, pressing against her snowy back, thrusting again and again. Qin Qingying turned her head and glared at him with a mixture of resentment and anger, biting her lip and grumbling, "You're so heartless, you don't even know how to cherish me."
Her heart was still aching, yet she couldn't help but thrust her hips towards Du Ke again.
Seeing the beautiful woman's coquettish appearance, Du Ke felt even more intoxicated, his desire running wild. He pressed down on her plump buttocks, still thrusting and teasing her deeply and fiercely, saying, "Sister, you'll pamper your brother today, and I'll pamper you back several times more in the future."
Qin Qingying lay on the couch, moaning softly, "You just know how to get the benefits and then act innocent!"
Du Ke had mastered his skills and understood women's hearts perfectly. Even a mature and beautiful young woman like Qin Qingying couldn't resist his charms. Hearing her moan, he laughed and said, "If sister isn't happy enough, your husband will be even rougher!"
He spread her legs wide with his arms and increased his force and speed, sending the beauty to heaven. Her body was very voluptuous, and her juices flowed out as if she had lost control of her bladder. Before Du Ke could even see clearly, his belly was covered in it, sticky and slippery everywhere.
Du Ke thrust into her from behind, gazing at her body, and discovered another beautiful feature. He had only thought her figure was slender, but it turned out that her chiseled shoulders and wasp waist had deceived him. Now that she was naked, he realized that her crotch suddenly widened, and her two jade-like buttocks were unusually plump and round, creating a stunning contrast with her slender upper body. Moreover, her two jade-like buttocks were snowy white and soft and bouncy, swaying with his thrusts, creating a dazzling and alluring white wave. This exquisite and curvaceous figure was something that the slightly immature Wen Hua and Guan Panpan did not possess. Du Ke was extremely ecstatic, thrusting deeply and repeatedly, until he was completely inside her. The tip of his penis touched something tender and smooth, making it even more pleasurable. Fortunately, he had the skill of keeping his penis from collapsing all at once.
Qin Qingying was incredibly beautiful. She grabbed an embroidered soft pillow and hugged it to her chest. Sweet, intimate moans flowed from her lips like a spring. Biting her handkerchief, she whimpered, "You big bad guy, I...I've ruined you, ouch~~" Suddenly, she felt as if her soul had left her body, as if Du Ke had pierced her. Her flower core burst forth, and she gushed forth
wildly. Du Ke felt a burning sensation, as if something had poured over him from deep within, a warm, thick layer enveloping him. Looking down, he saw Qin Qingying convulsing, exactly like any other woman in the throes of pleasure. He felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment. Du Ke thought to himself, "Could it be that Sister Ying'er has also had that thing made out by me? I wonder what it looks like?"
He was about to pull out his dragon spear to take a look, but Qin Qingying grabbed him tightly with her hand, trembling as she said, "Good brother, hold on to my... there, oh, I'm going to die."
Seeing this, Du Ke hurriedly and desperately rubbed Qin Qingying's flower core, only to feel streams of fluid gushing out from inside, impossible to stop. Suddenly, he saw a stream of milky white fluid slowly gushing out from the tightly blocked flower slit, soon covering the area where the two were joined. Du Ke was ecstatic, and felt as if the fleshy core inside the beauty was biting and sucking him. Suddenly, his penis felt a tingling sensation, his glans itched terribly, and he could not hold back any longer. His seminal gate opened wide, and he ejaculated again and again.
Qin Qingying's flower core was already wide open, and his scalding heat poured in, instantly turning her face pale. Her flower core gushed out wildly, and she began to ejaculate again, a far cry from the two previous, less-than-pleasant ejaculations.
Du Ke, holding Qin Qingying's plump, jade-like buttocks, ejaculated until he was completely exhausted, finally stopping and collapsing on top of her. Qin Qingying's full, beautiful buttocks trembled uncontrollably with each of Du Ke's thrusts and ejaculations. A sweet smile played on her lips as she lay down contentedly. Du Ke followed suit, climbing on top of her, their breaths mingling as they exchanged their innermost thoughts.
Qin Qingying was exhausted, but because of Du Ke's pure yang essence, she felt warm and incredibly comfortable all over. When Du Ke rolled over and lay on his back beside her, she hugged his neck and whispered, "Good little brother, I can't live without you anymore."
The beauty nestled sweetly in Du Ke's arms. The pleasure of being fully satisfied for the first time made her completely surrender her body and soul to Du Ke, regarding him as the most important man in her life. She smiled sweetly, gently kissed Du Ke's chest, and murmured, "So this is what it feels like to be so happy."
Her eyes shone brightly. Yes, from this moment on, she was no longer a celibate, solitary woman; she had love, she had Du Ke.
Du Ke cupped her pretty face, and they kissed tenderly, whispering sweet nothings to each other. In this moment, she forgot her identity, forgot how much misfortune and pain she had endured. What an easily satisfied woman!
"Ah!"
Qin Qingying still longed to take a bath. As soon as she got up, she found herself weak and limp, and she fell back into Du Ke's arms.
"Baby, don't bathe. Let's sleep."
Du Ke murmured contentedly, holding her smooth, supple body tightly. Qin Qingying softly hummed in agreement, and then fell silent.
The brocade curtains swayed gently, and a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water on the curtains seemed to come alive. The hanging curtains moved rhythmically like water, just like the clear lake water stirred by the mandarin ducks...
On the gauze-curtained bed and mandarin duck pillows, they slept together. A thousand and ten thousand ways of lovemaking. Du Ke was adept at navigating turbulent waters, while Qin Qingying was like a small boat bobbing precariously on the crest of a wave.
After a night of passionate encounters, Du Ke's body was far stronger than it used to be, and poor Qin Qingying, whose body had been deprived of pleasure for so long, couldn't withstand his onslaught. Qin Qingying experienced both pain and pleasure, and only after her tearful pleas did Du Ke finally stop, and the two fell asleep, their necks intertwined.
As dawn broke, Du Ke, accustomed to waking early, had slept past his usual hour. He let out a long sigh, stretched, and glanced around. Qin Qingying was already up, sitting at her dressing table, carefully applying her makeup.
She was radiant and beautiful. That was the feeling that welled up in Du Ke's heart at just one glance. The man who had been so vigorous last night was still lying in bed, while the woman, panting and begging for mercy, was full of energy. Who had won this battle of passion was truly hard to say.
Chapter 57 Morning Passion
Du Ke rose from the bed, smiling as he walked behind Qin Qingying. Qin Qingying saw the despicable man from last night standing behind her in the mirror, seemingly knowing what was about to happen, and naturally tried to escape. Du Ke reacted quickly, his large hand sweeping over her, pulling the beautiful young woman's entire body into his embrace. He held her slender waist from behind, his hands resting on her flat, firm abdomen, smooth and without an ounce of fat, gently kneading it.
"Ah!"
Qin Qingying exclaimed in surprise. He was holding her, and at first she didn't pay attention, but as he further caressed her tender, plump buttocks, she could no longer remain calm, finally realizing this scoundrel's wicked intentions. "No, dear brother, don't do this!"
She hadn't expected that her weak resistance would only arouse the man more.
Du Ke's large hand, wrapped around her slender waist, roamed freely over her lower abdomen, while his other hand climbed up to her breasts, kneading them through her clothes. He breathed into her ear, making her feel hot all over, unable to muster any strength. She lay in his arms, panting softly, pleading, "You little rascal, it's really not possible now! I need to go to the accounting office to check the books."
Du Ke ignored her, tightening his grip on her lower abdomen, forcing her buttocks to stick out, making her beautiful buttocks press against him more fully.
"Qingying, so beautiful! Oh! You're so beautiful!"
Du Ke used the most sensitive nerves of his penis to rub vigorously against her buttocks, the stimulating beauty making him unable to resist twisting his hips forcefully, seeking the ultimate in ecstasy.
Looking at the beautiful woman before him, Du Ke's eyes were fixed on her, unable to look away for even a moment. She had just gotten up, so her outer garment wasn't fully on; she was only wearing her undergarment and inner garment, with her moon-white blouse draped comfortably over her shoulders. This usually noble and dignified beauty was now disheveled, her clothes half-undone. While the blouse covered her vital parts, the thin gauze couldn't conceal the dazzling outlines. Her
white undergarment and black inner garment were faintly visible beneath the white gauze. The flawless white blouse was slightly torn at the neckline, revealing her bare breasts. The exposed skin was white and delicate, and although the white undergarment concealed her curves, their roundness exuded endless allure.
Her skin shone with a warm, jade-like luster, her slender waist was easily encircled, her abdomen flat and firm, her buttocks round and pert, and her legs long and shapely—every part of her exuded an indescribable temptation.
The flowing skirt below only covered her knees, revealing two long, beautiful legs. The half-closed, half-straight lower garment only fueled the urge to explore further.
Her noble and aloof demeanor, combined with this alluring attire, created a contradictory beauty that made her seem like a goddess descended to earth. The irresistible allure of her blend of nobility and sensuality was simply irresistible.
Du Ke could no longer restrain himself. He turned her around, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her forcefully into his arms. His right hand encircled her slender waist, and he buried his face in her neck, kissing the snow-white skin deeply.
Qin Qingying never expected the man to be so bold, daring to be so brazenly indecent towards her in broad daylight. Faced with his assault, she was momentarily stunned.
Du Ke took a few steps forward, pressing her body tightly against the wall, his body rubbing intimately against hers, enjoying the unadulterated softness.
"You little rascal, you big pervert, don't you know what time it is?"
Under the man's fierce onslaught, she finally came to her senses. Just as she was about to rebuke him, her soft lips were suddenly sealed shut by his.
"Aunt Qin, Qingying..." Seeing her panicked eyes, Du Ke's desire grew stronger, an
irresistible urge to ravage her arose. His large hand involuntarily lifted her skirt, which only reached her knees, and eagerly reached inside.
Faced with the man's increasingly audacious advances, Qin Qingying couldn't help but feel afraid. She struggled desperately, but it seemed to be of no use, only arousing the man even more. She could clearly feel the man's chest pressing tightly against hers, his large hands roaming freely over her buttocks, and his erect penis pressing against her lower abdomen.
Du Ke had one arm around her slender waist, while the other hand was inside her skirt, caressing her alluring buttocks. He held her soft flesh in his hand, kneading it incessantly, almost imagining the shape her white, plump bottom would take in his grasp.
Suddenly, a cool breeze drifted in through the half-open window, and even though Du Ke's hand was inside her skirt, he felt a chill. Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly lifted her skirt up to her buttocks, meaning that most of her body was now exposed to the air. Thinking of her alluring posture beneath her skirt, Du Ke's already hard penis became even more aroused, and he couldn't help but gently rub it against her lower abdomen.
Just as passion was raging inside the room, light footsteps sounded from outside, followed by a knock on the door. Gongsun Ruyan's familiar voice came through: "Aunt Qin, are you up? Have you seen that bastard Du Ke? I went to his room early this morning to look for him, but he wasn't there! Humph! If I find him, I'll teach him a lesson!"
The two inside were stunned. The main character had arrived, yet they were pressed tightly together in such an intimate position. Qin Qingying didn't dare let her in any longer and hurriedly said, "Yan'er, Aunt Qin had a bit of a headache last night, so I won't get up today. I want to rest in my room. Please keep an eye on things for me. Also, don't let anyone disturb me."
Before she finished speaking, she let out a soft "hmm," her whole body trembled involuntarily, and she couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. Her closed eyes looked even more unbearable. It turned out that the man's large hand had slid down to her legs, gently caressing the thin white gauze covering her. Her small hands gripped the man's back tightly, her legs tense, trying to stop his advances, but to little avail.
"Oh, okay. Aunt Qin, you should rest well. I'll help look after the business."
Gongsun Ruyan showed no suspicion, her footsteps fading into the distance.
"Baby, Yan'er is gone. Didn't you say you wanted to rest in your room? Come, let your husband make love to you properly."
Du Ke teased her ear, his movements gradually intensifying, and she moaned softly.
Qin Qingying's clothes were only draped over her body, and with Du Ke's manipulation, the thin veil slowly slipped down to her waist, revealing all the beautiful scenery of her chest. Du Ke swallowed hard, then abruptly ripped off the only thing covering her chest, finally exposing her two flawless, jade-like peaks.
"Qingying, they're so beautiful."
Looking at what was fully exposed before him, Du Ke's eyes gleamed. The rosy nipples stood erect on her fair skin, rising and falling like balloons with her slightly rapid breathing, the pink areolas also rapidly enlarging and protruding, filling the front.
At this moment, Du Ke forgot everything around him, his eyes only fixed on the existence of this perfect goddess. He naturally lowered his head and took her proudly erect nipple into his mouth, gently sucking and nibbling. His entire head was buried against her chest, his mouth and nose rubbing against her snow-white skin.
Finally, this wicked man's large mouth left her lips, and Qin Qingying couldn't help but gasp. Before she could even rejoice at escaping his clutches, she suddenly felt a surge of heat, a wave of trembling emanating from her chest, coursing through every corner of her body. She immediately understood what had happened. Thinking of the man kissing her chest right now, she felt as if her whole body was boiling over, about to explode.
Qin Qingying mustered all her strength, looking down at the man pounding against her chest with a dazed expression. She held his head tightly in her hands, pushing him away forcefully, pleading, "Xiao Ke, no, please, we can't do this anymore. Last night was just an accident. Please let Aunt Qin go, okay? Aunt Qin begs you. Even if you don't care about Aunt Qin, you have to think about Yan'er."
Du Ke's hands finally moved from her waist to her chest, gently caressing her perfect breasts, his five fingers skillfully stroking them. He breathed heavily, murmuring, "Qingying, I swear I will cherish you for the rest of my life, and never let you suffer any more injustice. I will hold you in my arms forever, and protect you forever."
Qin Qingying clearly felt her softness begin to harden beneath the man's, and her breathing became increasingly rapid. No matter what, she was still a person, a woman. The struggle and twisting of her lower abdomen further stimulated Du Ke's burning erection, causing it to swell uncomfortably. Did
he really care about her that much? Did he like his body or her as a person? She didn't know, she really didn't know. Qin Qingying's heart was filled with complex emotions.
Du Ke suddenly realized how selfish he had been, imposing his will on her all along, pursuing thrills and pleasure while ignoring her situation. However, it was too late now; even if he was wrong, he could only continue down that path, with no turning back. He suddenly pressed his lips to her wet, hot lips, but the moment they touched, the intense passion instantly transformed into endless tenderness. Unexpectedly, Qin Qingying did not resist Du Ke's deep, fiery kisses, but instead closed her eyes again and silently endured them.
The man's large hands finally began to roam restlessly over her entire body. "Mmm!"
Qin Qingying couldn't help but let out a soft moan, feeling the man's tongue swirling like a serpent in her mouth, the large hands on her buttocks and back caressing every inch of her body, and the thing on her lower abdomen making her heart race. She felt her whole body burning, and involuntarily twisted her delicate body.
Du Ke placed his large hands on her smooth, tender buttocks, lifted her up, and lifted her feet off the ground. Holding her, he kissed her neck as he walked towards the embroidered couch. He lifted the bed curtains and gently pressed her down onto the couch.
Back on the familiar couch, Qin Qingying naturally recalled the ecstasy of the previous night, her face flushing crimson. Before she could react, Du Ke was already on top of her, holding her hand, his lips tightly kissing her small mouth, their tongues intertwining in her mature, full red lips. Then Du Ke's hands caressed her through her clothes, and she obediently accepted his kisses and caresses, gradually becoming aroused, and actively hugging him, returning his kisses.
Du Ke unbuttoned her blouse, took out her white, tender breasts from her bodice, and took them into his mouth, while one hand reached between her legs, rubbing her clitoris through her underpants. Qin Qingying trembled violently. After all, this was her first time making love with a man in broad daylight, so she felt extremely uneasy, and her blood was boiling.
Chapter 58: A Dream Reunited.
Du Ke's fingers flew nimbly, tossing aside her silk robe, bodice, and undergarments, carefully exploring her genitals. His lips slid from her chest to her lower abdomen, touching her inch by inch, while his hands reached out to gently press and knead her dense pubic hair.
"Ah..."
Qin Qingying felt as if she were in a raging furnace, the heat almost melting her; yet she also felt as if she were in an icy wasteland, shivering uncontrollably. The most painful yet most pleasurable torment left her in a dizzying, dreamlike state. She found herself unable to do anything but groan and gently twist her body. Suddenly, a jolt of electricity sent a chill through her. Her body involuntarily stiffened, and she tried desperately to control the urge to urinate, but to no avail. A stream of liquid gushed out.
The feeling of floating on clouds left her body weak and incredibly comfortable. It took her a long time to recover from that blissful sensation. Opening her eyes, she realized she was completely naked, and the man was burying his head between her legs, playing with her most intimate parts.
"Baby, you're so..."
Du Ke cupped her ample breasts, kneading and caressing them vigorously. He lowered his head, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and licking and sucking it, flicking it quickly with his tongue and gently nibbling it with his teeth. Then, he slowly moved his hand down from her chest, lingering on her navel for a moment before inserting it between her legs.
The beauty blushed deeply and squeezed her legs tightly together. Du Ke smiled wickedly, his hand reaching her warm lower abdomen. He was slightly surprised; her lower abdomen was particularly thick with hair, feeling like a soft, downy patch. Du Ke gently combed and stroked it with his fingers for a moment before continuing downwards, finally capturing the warm, moist, and slippery lips between her legs.
"Mmm... be gentle..."
Qin Qingying couldn't help but pant softly, waves of intoxicating pleasure surging through her sensitive nipples, a sensation more intense than ever before. Her face was flushed, her pearly white teeth biting her bright red lower lip, her expression seemingly troubled.
Du Ke was no longer the same as before; his skills in intimate matters had improved by leaps and bounds. He seemed to be intentionally teasing the beautiful woman beneath him, alternating between sucking and fondling her breasts, his hands employing various techniques such as plucking, twisting, pinching, lifting, pressing, and squeezing her plump, honeyed lips, even teasing the round, erect clitoris at the tip. She couldn't close her mouth, desperately trying to suppress the urge within her, but her mouth kept leaking a slippery fluid, already soaking the brocade quilt beneath her.
Du Ke released his hand, and Qin Qingying exhaled, her tense body collapsing limply. Du Ke brought his finger to his nose, and a rich fragrance wafted over, reminiscent of ripe fruit. Satisfied, he put his finger in his mouth, finding it refreshingly sweet, and his manhood instantly hardened.
Qin Qingying glanced quickly at Du Ke, seeing him intently savoring her taste, her heart pounded, and her whole body trembled slightly.
Du Ke sighed comfortably, ceasing his fuss, and slowly lifted her body, pulling her legs off the bed so that half of her buttocks dangled over the edge, parting her snow-white, firm legs.
Qin Qingying let out a soft whimper of shame, clearly exposed before Du Ke. Her lower abdomen was covered with thick, glossy black pubic hair, far more abundant than that of the young woman Guan Panpan he had met in Xuzhou, her private parts slightly covered, appearing and disappearing, even more alluring. Du Ke stroked the warm, lush grass and chuckled, "My darling, how can it be so lush?"
The beauty was naturally too shy to answer, her pretty face flushed red, and she bit her lip. Du Ke hadn't expected her to answer at all; he gently caressed her body while feasting his eyes on her beauty.
The indoor light at night and in the morning is ultimately different. Last night, the beauty under the moonlight was somewhat hazy, but now Du Ke could see her more clearly. He felt that Qin Qingying's body was alluring, slightly plump, and more mature. Her skin was as smooth and lustrous as jade, her waist was slender and could be encircled with one hand, her abdomen was flat and firm without any excess fat, her buttocks were round and perky, and her legs were long and strong. Now, they were spread wide apart by me, revealing the mysterious entrance to her peach blossom spring.
Hers was slightly larger than Hua'er's and Panpan's. Her lips were still a girlish pink, slightly parted, like a ripe peach bursting open, so tender that it seemed as if a gentle sip would release its delicious, fragrant juices. The slit in the middle, faintly visible, was a breathtaking crimson. The bright red, round pearl, about the size of a little fingertip, stood proudly at the tip of her lips. Her mouth was slightly open, and a faint fragrance seemed to emanate from the air. Du Ke's heart pounded several times. He grasped her slender waist and stroked it incessantly, laughing, "Baby, your waist is about the same thickness as Yan'er's!"
Du Ke knelt between her legs, licking the inside with his tongue. The beauty tensed up again. Du Ke revealed a wicked smile and slowly moved towards the root... He licked her.
Her legs trembled slightly. Du Ke licked to the root, but skipped over it and licked the other side. The beauty seemed to hum in response. He slowly licked upwards, finally reaching her paradise, and began to lick around her honeyed lips.
She trembled with excitement, her mouth opening and closing, spitting out streams of fragrant breath.
Du Ke's heart surged. He gripped her hands and kneaded her vigorously, his tongue lightly licking the crevice of her flesh. She trembled, letting out two soft moans, her mouth opening and closing, gushing out thick, fragrant fluid, and her body went limp. Du
Ke looked up and laughed, "Baby, have you never been licked before? How come you're so fast?"
Qin Qingying's cheeks were flushed, her nostrils flared, and she was still immersed in the pleasure. Although her eyes were closed, she radiated beauty.
Du Ke continued to press his lips against hers, his tongue skillfully teasing the entrance of her vagina. The warm, moist flesh gently gripped his tongue, and he felt a strange sensation. He patiently licked and sucked, leaving no spot untouched, then pushed his tongue as far in as possible, gently twisting her clitoris.
Qin Qingying finally couldn't help but moan. Encouraged, Du Ke worked even harder to please her, savoring her as if she were the most delicious treat in the world. She let out a soft, delicate cry, and Du Ke forcefully parted her lips, his tongue thrusting and licking at her entrance.
She had just released her climax when she immediately felt pleasure again. Thick, glistening fluid kept flowing from her mouth, and Du Ke used his hand to coat the pubic hair on her lower abdomen, making it glistening and moist in moments. Du Ke stood up, his penis swollen and painful. He lifted her long, slender legs and pressed his large, burning penis against her vulva. The beauty opened her eyes and trembled, saying, "You bad boy, no!"
Du Ke looked at her tenderly and said affectionately, "I truly want you to be my woman. Just treat me as your husband! I only want to be your husband." He
slowly pushed open her slippery lips and thrust into her warm body.
Although she was a mature young woman, her secret passage was still quite tight. His large penis slowly but steadily pierced inside. Qin Qingying seemed overwhelmed by his size, letting out a soft cry and slightly flinching.
Du Ke rubbed his penis against her vulva a couple of times, then leaned down and pressed against her soft, cotton-like body, gently sucking on her soft, cherry-like lips. He was no longer impulsive and reckless. His penis, still inside her, throbbed, feeling the movement of her flesh and the pulse of her labia.
Qin Qingying, her face flushed with intoxication, reached out to stroke his handsome face, slightly contorted from suppressing his impulse, and murmured, "You little rascal, you're much gentler this time than last night."
Du Ke smiled mischievously and leaned closer, saying, "Baby, am I beautiful?"
Qin Qingying's bright, beautiful eyes were tightly closed, her fair and delicate cheeks flushed red, her breathing grew heavier, and her arms tightened around Du Ke. Du Ke could clearly feel her firm, swollen breasts rising and falling, rubbing against him. His heart swayed, and he couldn't help but greedily and forcefully caress the beauty's wet, soft breasts, swallowing their saliva. It seemed he wished he could swallow her delicate tongue whole.
Unconsciously, Du Ke began to slowly move his body. Qin Qingying, with a charming expression, closed her eyes shyly. Du Ke embraced her slender waist, moving slowly, and she frowned slightly, grabbing the sheets and pulling them forcefully. The lustful man slowly approached her with a technique of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, neither too close nor too far, his mouth constantly drooling. She twisted her body but found no pleasure; the occasional deep thrust only whetted her appetite.
Qin Qingying's entire body turned a striking pink, beads of sweat appearing on her skin. Her slender waist arched, her jade-like buttocks swaying to meet Du Ke's movements. Du Ke chuckled, then retreated to the estuary, using the technique of "cutting the pearl from the clam" to lick her lips and clitoris. Qin Qingying frowned, her expression anxious to the point of madness. Finally, she couldn't help but open her eyes, grabbing Du Ke's arm tightly and trembling, "No... don't tease me..."
Her long nails dug deep into his arm, and Du Ke felt a surge of pleasure. He pressed his entire body against hers, slowly inserting his jade stem into her flower. She held Du Ke tightly, her jade-like buttocks twisting incessantly, her mouth swallowing and releasing his jade stem, the warm, lush grass rubbing against her lower abdomen, feeling incredibly comfortable.
Qin Qingying let out a soft cry of pleasure at the deep penetration, moaning with delight as her long legs wrapped around Du Ke's waist. Du Ke kneaded her vigorously, thrusting his hips with force. After only a few thrusts, her body stiffened, a sudden warm embrace causing her tender flesh to twitch and convulse. Her soft clitoris opened and tightly embraced him, then she gushed out a large gush of hot nectar, splashing it onto him.
Du Ke trembled violently several times, a strong, tingling pleasure rushing to his ejaculation point. He seemed about to burst forth, but he quickly held his breath, pulling back just in time. His body trembled slightly as he savored this unprecedented sensation.
Qin Qingying trembled uncontrollably, her rounded breasts sliding limply off his waist. She lay limp, breathing heavily, her expression one of boundless pleasure and satisfaction. Du Ke's heart pounded, and he gently caressed her, letting her enjoy the afterglow of her pleasure.
Chapter 60 Kitchen Scenery
Du Ke walked out of Qin Qingying's room and, as usual, practiced his marksmanship in the backyard. Remembering that Yan'er had been looking for him earlier, he figured something might be wrong. It was almost lunchtime, so he hurried towards Gongsun Ruyan's residence, only to find it empty. The boudoir was deserted, save for a lingering fragrance. Du Ke shook his head, troubled, deciding it was best not to presume to guess a woman's thoughts; it was a waste of brain cells and a pointless endeavor. He
happened to run into Gongsun Ruyan's personal maid, Ying'er, on the way and learned that her mistress (Gongsun Ruyan) was cooking in the kitchen. Would a young lady of high birth need to cook herself? The answer was, of course, no. Du Ke smiled wickedly to himself. It seemed that not trying to guess a woman's thoughts was indeed a wise choice; he couldn't have imagined she would be cooking at this hour.
Heh heh, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. It seemed this little girl had truly figured it out. However, having received guidance from a renowned chef, her culinary skills were already excellent. What more could she possibly need to learn? Du Ke pondered this, but her feet didn't falter. She meandered through corridors and courtyards until finally, the kitchen came into view.
Even before entering the kitchen, perhaps it was just her imagination, but from a distance, Du Ke could smell the aroma of food. When a woman cooks for the man she loves, the dishes, imbued with her heart, become the most delicious food in the world. A man isn't bound by the food a woman makes, but by the woman's heart.
For some reason, Du Ke deliberately slowed her pace, tiptoed to the kitchen door, pushed it open, and went inside.
Upon entering the kitchen, the first thing that caught Du Ke's eye was a graceful, voluptuous figure. This woman was none other than Gongsun Ruyan. She was facing the stove with her back to the door, quickly stirring the vegetables with a spatula.
Gongsun Ruyan wore a sky-blue embroidered dress with wide sleeves, and a white apron tied around her slender waist. Although the skirt was wide, the soft curves of her upturned, snowy buttocks were still outlined by the naturally draped silk dress, and her two pert and round buttocks were extremely charming.
For some reason, seeing Gongsun Ruyan's back as she cooked in the kitchen, Du Ke felt a sudden, intense fire ignite within him—a raging inferno.
"Could it be because I've been restrained by Qin Qingying's body, my lust unfulfilled? Now, a beautiful woman with whom I have an ambiguous relationship, someone I can both look at and eat, is before me, and my blood is boiling?"
The surging passion in Du Ke's heart made him cast aside all his worries, his mind consumed by the thought of embracing the beauty's delicate body, tenderly caressing her, and wantonly defileing her.
He acted immediately, driven by his burning desire. His brain seemed to lose its capacity for thought; he strode forward, pressing his body tightly against the beauty's soft, voluptuous form from behind, his chest against her curved back and her round, pert buttocks.
"Ah!"
Gongsun Ruyan cried out softly. At the same time, Du Ke's hands swiftly reached forward from both sides of her slender waist, pulling her graceful figure into his arms. Their bodies remained in close contact, like lovers, each able to feel the other's body temperature and scent. After realizing that the person embracing her from behind was Du Ke, Gongsun Ruyan stopped struggling. Her face flushed, and she trembled, even stopping the stir-frying she was doing.
"If she doesn't resist, there's hope," Du Ke thought smugly. He suddenly sniffed the air, his eyes filled with admiration, and said with a smile, "It smells so good!" "
Really?"
Gongsun Ruyan was overjoyed to hear this, feeling secretly pleased. She said sweetly, "I was afraid you wouldn't like it! This dish is something I specially learned from the new chef, Uncle Zhang..."
"Don't be so insensitive!"
Du Ke was taken aback and quickly interrupted her, leaning in to kiss her jade-like neck. He teased, "I was saying your body smells good!"
Gongsun Ruyan, caught off guard by Du Ke's sneak attack, didn't resist. Instead, she burst out laughing, her cheeks flushed, looking radiant and beautiful. She scolded, "You big pervert, talking nonsense, you're so indecent."
Looking at Gongsun Ruyan's charming expression of gentle anger, Du Ke's soul flew away. The beauty's smile and alluring charm were irresistible, even to a god.
Du Ke's hands involuntarily lifted the white apron, caressing Gongsun Ruyan's flat stomach without an ounce of fat. He brought his lips to her delicate earlobe and gently breathed hot air into it.
"Ah!"
Gongsun Ruyan's jade-like neck shrank back, and she scolded softly, "Don't be silly, I'm cooking. What if you spill the oil?"
"I'm not hungry."
Du Ke's head went over Gongsun Ruyan's pink shoulder, leaned to her side, and intimately pressed against Gongsun Ruyan's fragrant and smooth face. "If you spill it, I have something else to eat."
Taking a deep breath, Du Ke greedily inhaled the intoxicating fragrance emanating from Gongsun Ruyan's body, and said shamelessly, "Hehe, even if I don't spill it, the only thing I want to eat right now is you..."
When she heard Du Ke's words, Gongsun Ruyan let out a soft moan, too shy to look up. A blush swept through her heart, and her body began to slowly heat up.
The two had fallen for each other while living at the Du residence, and their reunion in Yangzhou, followed by Du Ke's spanking yesterday, brought back a flood of memories. The once hazy image of them had become increasingly clear, especially after last night at Lin's Silk Shop when Du Ke bought a gift for Aunt Qin, saying it was for her. She could no longer deceive herself; she knew she had fallen deeply in love with him.
Seeing Gongsun Ruyan's cheeks flushed a delicate blush, Du Ke affectionately called her "Yan'er" and then passionately kissed her fair, beautiful neck.
Gongsun Ruyan stiffened at Du Ke's unrestrained advances, but quickly relaxed, smiling shyly, her face flushed, her eyes misting over, so alluring they seemed to drip with moisture. Her soft, boneless body leaned obediently against him, without any struggle or resistance. A genuine smile played on her lips, her eyes alluring, shy and beautiful, full of desire.
Perhaps the kitchen truly is a fiery place where passion easily arises. Their bodies pressed tightly together in a silent, entwined embrace, a strange fire of desire burning ever brighter in their hearts, until it was uncontrollable.
With a clang, Gongsun Ruyan, completely aroused, suddenly released her grip on the spatula, letting it fall to the ground. She wrapped her arms around Du Ke's neck, her full, soft cherry lips slightly parted, alluring, her breath sweet as orchids.
Du Ke chuckled, his greedy mouth aimed at her moist, sweet lips. The moment their four burning lips touched, they felt as if electrocuted, their bodies trembling and twisting simultaneously. Lost
in the heat of their passionate kiss, they were like two computers with their memory wiped clean, their minds blank, completely devoid of thought, only able to continue their previous sensual physical activity and exchange of bodily fluids through sheer instinct.
Having already been intimate, their kiss was second nature. During their passionate kiss, Du Ke discovered that Gongsun Ruyan's small pink tongue was sweet, tender, and smooth. He secretly thought that it would be a long time before she naturally grasped the art of kissing, so he had to take the initiative. Fortunately, he was never one to be passive.
Du Ke's warm lips and tongue forcefully pressed against Gongsun Ruyan's soft, helpless lips, teasing her small pink tongue and compelling her to cooperate. The inexperienced Gongsun Ruyan, under Du Ke's unrestrained release, experienced an attack even more intense and fierce than before. Completely exhausted, she couldn't discern the source of this feeling of utter weakness and exhaustion.
Du Ke's burning lips lingered on Gongsun Ruyan's sweet and delicious mouth, her lips filled with the fragrance of jade-like nectar, while his restless hands attacked her private parts.
Although separated by the smooth brocade, Du Ke could clearly feel Gongsun Ruyan's high breasts and smooth, delicate skin. Lost in passion, Gongsun Ruyan's cherry-like lips were sealed by Du Ke's kiss, her delicate nose emitting soft, alluring moans as she was completely immersed in the exquisite pleasure of their passionate kiss. Her voluptuous body writhed irregularly up and down, left and right, in response to Du Ke's skillful hands, seeking even greater comfort and pleasure.
Still a pure virgin, Gongsun Ruyan quickly succumbed to Du Ke's lecherous advances, her sensitive body surrendering completely. Du Ke, with just a simple physical touch, had stirred her passion, igniting a hidden fire within her. Could it be that doing it in the kitchen really did stimulate the secretion of female hormones? The seasoned Du Ke, no longer the same as before, didn't even need to look to know that Gongsun Ruyan's mysterious inverted triangle area was now sticky and slippery, burning with passion and surging with desire.
Tormented by lust and passion, Du Ke stared blankly at the beautiful face so close to his, wanting to say something but unable to find the words. Perhaps his previous attraction to Gongsun Ruyan was only superficial, simply drawn to her delicate beauty and charm. But Du Ke was certain that as his body intensified, he was developing different feelings for Gongsun Ruyan. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, only a vague sense. Perhaps this feeling wasn't as clear as with Wen Hua, but it was definitely no less than with Guan Panpan and Qin Qingying, only more intense.
After a long while, just as Gongsun Ruyan felt herself suffocating, Du Ke finally released her luscious red lips, a silver thread shimmering with a seductive light between them.
Du Ke gently turned Gongsun Ruyan over, so that they were facing each other in an intimate embrace. He gazed deeply into her captivating, sparkling eyes and said in a calm yet firm voice, "Yan'er, I love you, I love you so much. I want you."
Gongsun Ruyan saw the determination in Du Ke's eyes, a gaze that was both intense and incredibly clear and sincere. She knew that he truly cared about her feelings. The most precious thing a man can have is respect for the woman he loves, treating her as a partner of equal standing, not a plaything or appendage to be discarded at any moment.
Gongsun Ruyan felt both shy and delighted that Du Ke respected her. Her warm, smooth hands gently caressed his handsome face, her eyes tender as she said, "My dear husband, from this moment on, everything about Yan'er, including my body and my heart, will belong entirely to you."
Before she finished speaking, a hint of shyness flashed in her beautiful eyes as Gongsun Ruyan proactively sealed Du Ke's burning lips with hers. A beautiful woman offered a kiss, her fiery red lips parting.
Chapter 61: The Elegant Boudoir
. Overjoyed at Gongsun Ruyan's promise, Zhang Pei ignored the already burnt dishes and half-carried, half-embraced Gongsun Ruyan back to her room. Driven by lust, he hadn't yet committed the heinous act of taking a virgin in the smoky kitchen.
Although making love in the kitchen was exciting, Gongsun Ruyan, no matter how willing she was, was still a virgin and a descendant of the Gongsun family, her status no higher than that of a celestial being. A man shouldn't stoop to that level.
Gongsun Ruyan's room wasn't large, but it was exquisite, elegant and serene, with a captivating fragrance. One could even say it was refreshingly beautiful, the room as enchanting as she was.
Du Ke was rather impolite; upon entering the room, he collapsed onto the couch, exclaiming, "Yan'er really knows how to enjoy life! She's made this place so unique, so much more comfortable than my room!"
Gongsun Ruyan said urgently, "You, don't dirty my bed!"
Du Ke thought she was going to kick him off the bed, but instead, Gongsun Ruyan suddenly ran forward and started to take off Du Ke's boots.
Du Ke hurriedly sat up and said, "My lord, Yan'er, you are... making me feel terrible."
Gongsun Ruyan gave him a reproachful look and said, "What are you saying? I can't just kick you out of bed."
She had already taken off his two boots and placed them neatly in front of the couch. She also took off her own shoes and socks and changed into a pair of small embroidered shoes for indoor use on the couch stool before sitting down gracefully.
Du Ke felt a surge of emotion and rushed forward to embrace the beauty, groaning, "Yan'er, you're so good."
Gongsun Ruyan smiled and said, "You rascal, when have I ever been bad to you? I'll only serve you in this life, my dear husband. We should cherish the time we have now, because maybe we're destined to be apart from the future!"
Seeing that the beauty had won his heart, Du Ke was overjoyed and laughed, "Cherishing the person in front of you, that's absolutely right, my lovely wife, let your husband hold you."
Gongsun Ruyan's smile deepened, but she spat out, "You're so good at talking."
Du Ke sighed, "Happiness came too suddenly, am I a little stupid?"
Gongsun Ruyan stretched out her jade finger and poked his forehead, saying: "Yes, just like an old man, going on and on!"
Du Ke was overjoyed, hugging her even tighter, panting heavily, "This big pervert, I don't know how many lifetimes I must have cultivated to meet a beautiful fairy like you."
Gongsun Ruyan smiled radiantly, "I don't know what I owed you in my past life, that I'm being pestered like this now."
Du Ke couldn't resist her charming and alluring manner, and was already unable to control himself. He pulled Gongsun Ruyan down, groping her, panting, "I'm going to tease you."
Gongsun Ruyan closed her eyes and said coquettishly, "It's daytime now, let's talk first."
Du Ke's eyes widened, "If we talk until night, won't I die of thirst?"
"You're such a chatterbox!"
Gongsun Ruyan couldn't help but spit.
Suddenly, Du Ke reached inside her clothes, scratching incessantly, and said, "Okay, let's talk!"
Though he said this, his hands were already inside the beauty's garments, his large hands caressing her fragrant clothes. He felt the delicate, smooth skin beneath his fingers, as soft and silky to the touch. He firmly grasped Gongsun Ruyan's firm, erect breasts, stroking and kneading them…
Gongsun Ruyan, a virgin, was incredibly sensitive. Now, with her breasts touched, her beautiful face flushed red, she gasped for breath, her body feeling weak, and said, "You're so bad! You promised not to touch me, but now you've made me all itchy!"
Du Ke laughed, "If I weren't bad, how could I reveal my lecherous nature? Besides, using words and actions reveals my lecherous nature. If I were a gentleman, the world would be meaningless."
Saying this, he sat up and began to undress her. Before long, Gongsun Ruyan's robe was half-undone, revealing her snow-white limbs and legs, which dazzled Du Ke in the soft, hazy sunlight.
Du Ke was intoxicated, embracing her slender waist, caressing her dark, lustrous hair, and gently nibbling her delicate earlobe, lost in her musky, orchid-like fragrance.
After a long while, Du Ke took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes. His gaze inadvertently fell on her jade-like neck, where he saw a breathtaking sight. From her slightly open neckline, he could see the exposed half of her breasts, snow-white, bright, and translucent, like jade. The deep, faint outline of her breasts, barely visible beneath the tight-fitting white silk undergarment with its floral and bird patterns, appeared even more exquisite against the backdrop of the snow-white gauze.
Du Ke's eyes blazed with desire as he gazed at the irresistible allure. He couldn't resist reaching his hand to her bodice, caressing her small yet proudly erect breasts through her fabric. A smooth, soft sensation filled his body; he hadn't expected Yan'er, so petite, to have such rounded, comfortable breasts.
Gongsun Ruyan trembled, snapping back to reality. She gasped, desperately pressing down on his wicked hand, her face burning red, her fair skin flushed, making her even more alluring and captivating.
"Ah," she groaned softly, feeling as if an electric current coursed through her body. Gongsun Ruyan slumped in his arms, her hand, which had been pressing against him, now weakened. She breathed heavily, her movements rising and falling with his breath, a breathtaking sight.
Du Ke's blood surged. He embraced her tightly from behind, his powerful member rubbing against her full, rounded buttocks, kissing her snow-white neck passionately. His hands kneaded her swollen breasts, deforming under his pressure.
Gongsun Ruyan felt her entire body no longer obey her commands, as if it were no longer her own, her soul having drifted away from her body, standing on the edge of nothingness, wanting to stop him from continuing his evil deeds, but unable to even lift a finger. Soon, a blush rose to her cheeks, she gasped repeatedly, a dry sound escaping her throat, "No, no, good husband, spare Yan'er, Yan'er, Yan'er is in so much pain."
Du Ke, his mouth full of her clitoris, said indistinctly, "My dear Yan'er, you'll want it endlessly later. Your husband will now make you a real woman, the happiest woman, your husband's darling."
Du Ke turned her around, his long tongue attacking her pearly teeth, wantonly tasting her saliva, like nectar refreshing the soul, then pressing his body against her, feeling the pair of jade rabbits on her chest as soft as cotton, making him feel as if he were floating on air.
At this moment, Gongsun Ruyan was completely lost in the moment. Her hair was loose, and her hands, which had been pushing against Du Ke's back, were now tightly wrapped around his back, chasing his tongue and passionately responding to his plundering. Her alluring eyes were flushed with desire.
Du Ke finally could not restrain himself any longer. He pulled Gongsun Ruyan into his arms, and the two of them fell down together. "Ah!"
With a gasp from the beauty, they tumbled onto the spacious jade bed.
The moment Du Ke laid Gongsun Ruyan down on the bed, a passionate intimacy instantly filled the room. Gongsun Ruyan's noble temperament, deeply rooted in her blood, was fully revealed. Her celestial charm rose, completely intoxicating Du Ke, leaving him unable to extricate himself, while she herself could only be lost in a daze. Her alluring eyes were tightly closed, her cheeks flushed, rising and falling gracefully. Her snow-white silk undergarment clung tightly to her, making her particularly alluring. Du Ke reached out and stroked her slender calves, feeling their smoothness and suppleness, like touching fine jade. A surge of emotion rose within him, and he caressed them, slowly pressing down on them. Gongsun Ruyan let out a soft "Ah!" and gripped the brocade quilt tightly with her small hands, clearly feeling extremely excited.
Du Ke was overjoyed and excited. He slowly leaned down and gently sucked on her lower lip. Gongsun Ruyan stiffened for a moment before slowly responding, her tongue occasionally sliding between her lips. Du Ke opened his mouth and sucked, carefully tasting her lip. Gongsun Ruyan let out a soft "Mmm," and her slender arms involuntarily wrapped around him.
After sucking for a while, Du Ke reluctantly released her tongue, slowly kissing her cheek, then gently nibbling at her delicate earlobe. His left hand supported most of his upper body weight, while his right hand, through her undergarment, caressed her firm breasts. Du Ke was intoxicated and held Gongsun Ruyan tightly, pressing her inch by inch, his hands caressing her up and down. He felt incredibly fortunate to have won the heart of this fairy-like beauty; it was as if heaven had bestowed upon him a blessing. Thinking of her noble yet lonely background, he felt both love and pity.
Gongsun Ruyan shyly closed her beautiful eyes, leaning back slightly to get closer to him. Her hot body writhed, large beads of sweat sliding down her skin. She breathed heavily, letting out unbearable moans, her hands tightly clutching his body as if afraid he would suddenly disappear. A
faint, shy moan escaped Gongsun Ruyan's throat. Du Ke wrapped his arms around her slender waist and pulled her up forcefully. Gongsun Ruyan opened her eyes and saw Du Ke smiling at her. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, she buried her face in his chest. Du Ke held her fragrant shoulders, pressing his full, firm chest against her smooth skin. He felt her nipples harden amidst the tenderness, sending shivers down his spine.
Gongsun Ruyan felt both nervous and excited, beads of sweat glistening on her hot skin. "Mmm!"
She let out another high-pitched and seductive moan. Du Ke's hands roaming over her body fueled her burning desire. Suddenly, she felt those wicked hands, which had been on her sensitive, fair skin, slide down to her lower abdomen, seemingly wanting to explore further… Gongsun Ruyan instinctively closed her long, slender, and smooth legs tightly, her cheeks flushed red, her beautiful eyes shut, blushing with shame. Especially since her silk dress was already soaked; if Du Ke touched it, the shame and fear would make her want to disappear.
Chapter 62 The flower in full bloom,
a beauty's allure stirs, irresistible to the senses. Du Ke, no longer hesitant, under the watchful gaze of Gongsun Ruyan, who was trying to suppress her shyness yet unwilling to look away, boldly removed all her clothes. Finally, when his already erect manhood proudly stood before the stunning beauty, Gongsun Ruyan could no longer suppress the surging tide of shy passion deep within her heart. She closed her eyes tightly, letting out a hungry moan from her cherry lips, burying her entire body deep in his embrace.
Du Ke, naturally understanding that the beauty had also consented to his indulgence, thrust his burning manhood forward, gently and slowly penetrating the pink crevice of the beauty's already moistened valley.
Du Ke's erect member pressed against the two smooth, pink petals amidst the thick, dark bush below her abdomen. The beauty, one hand on Wu Long's shoulder, lifted her soft, boneless waist and wrapped it around Du Ke's waist, her wet crotch spread wide, arousing desire.
Gongsun Ruyan wriggled and responded to Du Ke's movements, her red lips parting and her breath coming in gasps, her firm breasts bouncing. Her delicate skin, like ice and jade, seemed to drip water, shimmering with a soft, snowy glow, so smooth, white, and translucent.
The following content is purely for word count purposes and is unrelated to the story: Chapter One: Cunning Cliques and Clear Streams, Calamity and Peril, Precipice and Commentary, The North Wind is Like a Knife, Frost Covers the Ground.
On a main road near the coast of Jiangnan, a group of Qing soldiers, armed with swords and spears, escorted seven prison carts, braving the wind and cold, heading north.
The first three prison carts held three men, all dressed as scholars: one an old man with white hair, and two middle-aged men. The four carriages behind were occupied by women, and the last carriage carried a young woman holding a baby girl. The baby girl cried incessantly. Her mother tried to soothe her, but the baby only cried loudly. A Qing soldier beside the carriage became annoyed, kicked the carriage, and shouted, "Cry again! Cry again! I'll kick you to death!"
The baby girl was startled and cried even louder.
Several dozen feet away from the road stood a large house, under the eaves of which stood a middle-aged scholar and a child of eleven or twelve. Seeing this scene, the scholar couldn't help but sigh, his eyes reddening, and said, "Pitiful, pitiful!"
The child asked, "Father, what crime have they committed?"
The scholar said, "What crime have they committed? Yesterday and this morning, more than thirty people have been arrested, all of them well-known scholars in Zhejiang, all innocent bystanders."
He lowered his voice considerably when he said "innocent bystanders," afraid that the soldiers escorting the prison carriages would hear him. The child said, "That little girl was still nursing, did she commit a crime too? It doesn't make sense."
The scholar said, "You understand that the soldiers are unreasonable, you're a good child. Alas, 'Man is the butcher, I am the fish; man is the cauldron, I am the deer!'"
The child said, "Father, you taught me a few days ago that 'Man is the butcher, I am the fish' means being slaughtered and cut up. They are the cleaver, the chopping board, and we are the fish and meat. 'Man is the cauldron, I am the deer' means something similar, right?"
The scholar said, "Exactly!"
Seeing that the soldiers and the prison cart had gone far away, he took the child's hand and said, "It's windy outside, let's go back inside."
So the father and son went into the study.
The scholar dipped his brush in ink and wrote the character "deer" on the paper, saying, "Deer, though a large beast, is extremely peaceful. It only eats grass and leaves and never harms other animals. If a fierce beast tries to hurt or eat it, it can only run away. If it cannot escape, it will be eaten." He
then wrote the characters "chasing the deer" and said, "Therefore, the ancients often used the deer as a metaphor for the world. The people of the world are all gentle and kind, only destined to be oppressed and harmed. The Book of Han says: 'When Qin lost its deer, the whole world chased after it.' That is to say, when the Qin Dynasty lost the world, heroes rose up and fought for it. In the end, Emperor Gaozu of Han defeated Xiang Yu, the King of Chu, and obtained this fat and large deer." The
child nodded and said, "I understand. The novel says 'chasing the deer in the Central Plains,' which means everyone is vying to become emperor."
The scholar was very pleased, nodded, and drew a picture of a cauldron on the paper, saying, "In ancient times, people didn't use stoves or pots to cook food; they used a three-legged cauldron like this, with firewood underneath. When they caught a deer, they would cook it in the cauldron. Emperors and high officials were very cruel. If they disliked someone, they would say that he had committed a crime and put him in the cauldron to be boiled alive. The Records of the Grand Historian records that Lin Xiangru said to the King of Qin: 'I know that Your Majesty's crime deserves death. I request to be put in the cauldron.'" "It means, 'I deserve to die, burn me to death in the cauldron!'"
the child said. "Novels often say 'asking about the cauldrons,' which seems similar to 'chasing the deer in the Central Plains.'"
The scholar said, "That's right. King Yu of Xia collected gold from the nine provinces and cast nine large cauldrons. The so-called 'gold' at that time was actually copper. Each cauldron was cast with the names of the nine provinces and pictures of mountains and rivers. The ruler of the world in later generations would possess the nine cauldrons. The Zuo Zhuan says: 'The King of Chu inspected his troops on the border of Zhou. King Ding sent Wangsun Man to greet the King of Chu. The King of Chu asked about the size and weight of the cauldrons.' Only the ruler of the world could possess the nine cauldrons. The King of Chu was just a vassal of Chu. His questioning about the size and weight of the cauldrons showed that he harbored rebellious intentions and wanted to seize the throne from the King of Zhou."
The child said, "So 'asking about the throne' and 'chasing the deer' both mean wanting to be emperor. 'Not knowing who will die' means not knowing who will become emperor." The
scholar said, "Exactly. Later, the phrases 'asking about the throne' and 'chasing the deer' could be used elsewhere, but the original source specifically refers to becoming emperor."
He sighed, "We commoners always face certain death. 'Not knowing who will die' only means not knowing who will kill the deer, but the deer is doomed."
He walked to the window and looked out. The sky was overcast, as if it were about to snow. He sighed, "How cruel Heaven is! Hundreds of innocent people are walking on this icy road. If it snows, they'll suffer even more." Suddenly, he saw
two people wearing straw hats walking side by side on the main road to the south. As they approached, he recognized them. The scholar was overjoyed and said, "It's Uncle Huang and Uncle Gu!"
He hurried out to greet them, calling out, "Brother Lizhou, Brother Tinglin, what a wonderful breeze has brought you two here!"
The man on the right was slightly plump, with a black beard; his name was Huang Zongxi, courtesy name Lizhou, from Yuyao, Zhejiang. The man on the left was tall and thin, with a dark complexion; his name was Gu Yanwu, courtesy name Tinglin, from Kunshan, Jiangsu. Both Huang and Gu were renowned Confucian scholars of their time. After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, heartbroken by the national upheaval, they lived in seclusion and refused to serve in the government. Today, they came to Chongde together. Gu Yanwu took a few steps forward and said, "Brother Wancun, I have an important matter to discuss with you."
This scholar's name was Lü Liuliang, courtesy name Wancun, and he had lived in Chongde County, Hangzhou Prefecture, Zhejiang for generations. He was also a very famous recluse in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. Seeing the solemn expressions on Huang and Gu's faces, and knowing that Gu Yanwu was always quick-witted and composed in the face of adversity, he knew that since it was an important matter, it must be something significant. He cupped his hands and said, "Please come in and have three cups to warm yourselves up."
He then invited the two men into the house and instructed the child, "Baozhong, go tell Mother that Uncle Huang and Uncle Gu have arrived. First, cut two plates of mutton fat to go with their drinks."
Soon after, the child, Lü Baozhong, and his brother, Yizhong, brought out three sets of cups and chopsticks and set them on the study table. An old servant served the food and wine. After the three men left, Lü Liuliang closed the study door and said, "Brother Huang, Brother Gu, have three cups first!"
Huang Zongxi looked pale and shook his head. Gu Yanwu, however, poured himself a drink and downed six cups in one go.
Lü Liuliang asked, "Is your visit related to the 'History of Ming' case?"
Huang Zongxi replied, "Indeed!"
Gu Yanwu raised his wine cup and recited aloud, "Though the breeze is gentle, it cannot blow me away; though the bright moon shines on all, it cannot stop people from seeing me. Brother Wancun, these two lines of your poetry are truly masterpieces! Whenever I drink, I recite this poem and always raise a large cup of wine."
Lü Liuliang cherished his homeland and refused to serve as an official in the Qing Dynasty. Local officials admired his reputation and recommended him as a "recluse in the mountains" to be recruited into the court. Lü Liuliang resolutely refused, and the officials dared not press him further. Later, another high-ranking official recommended him as a "learned scholar." Lü Liuliang saw that if he refused again, it would be an insult to the court and could lead to his death. Therefore, he shaved his head and became a monk, a fake monk. Seeing his firm resolve, the local officials never again tried to persuade him to leave the mountains. The lines "Gentle breeze and bright moon" satirize the Manchu Qing dynasty and express nostalgia for the Ming dynasty. Although they dared not publish them, they had already been widely recited among like-minded friends. Gu Yanwu read them aloud again. Huang Zongxi said, "Truly a fine poem!"
He raised his wine cup and drank a cup as well. Lü Liuliang said, "You two are too kind."
Gu Yanwu looked up and saw a large painting hanging on the wall, about five feet high and ten feet wide, depicting a vast landscape. The brushstrokes were bold and vigorous, and the atmosphere was majestic. He couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. The painting was inscribed with only four large characters: "Such a landscape." He said, "Judging from this brushwork, it must be the work of Mr. Erzhan."
Lü Liuliang said, "Indeed."
The "Erzhan" was named Cha Shibiao, a great painter of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, who was also on good terms with Gu, Huang, and Lü. Huang Zongxi said, "Such a fine painting, how come it has no inscription?"
Lü Liuliang sighed, "Mr. Erzhan's painting is quite profound. However, he is a cautious and reserved person, so he neither signed nor inscribed it. Last month, he stayed at my place and, on a whim, painted it and gave it to me. Why don't you two inscribe a few lines?"
Gu and Huang stood up and walked to the painting to examine it carefully. They saw the mighty Yangtze River flowing eastward, with countless peaks on both banks, adorned with strange trees and rocks. However, the painting was filled with misty clouds, and although the landscape was beautiful, it immediately evoked a sense of melancholy in the viewer.
Gu Yanwu said, "Such a beautiful landscape has fallen into the hands of barbarians. We, the people, have swallowed our anger and lived among them. It is truly infuriating. Brother Wancun, why don't you inscribe a poem to express Mr. Erzhan's feelings?"
Lü Liuliang said, "Good!"
He immediately took down the painting and laid it flat on the table. Huang Zongxi began to grind ink. Lu Liuliang picked up his brush and pondered for a long time before writing directly on the painting. A poem was completed in a short while: "Is this the Southern Song Dynasty's relocation south? Such a landscape is truly shameful. Is this after the Battle of Yamen? Such a landscape is unbearable to look at. Now I understand the meaning of painting, and I weep bitterly. Looking at the past from today's perspective, the past is still the present; I swallow my sobs without holding back my tears. I paint the table feathers and tears from the Western Terrace, grinding them into the inkstone as I pick up my brush. Therefore, there is painting but no poem; the poem is entirely contained within these four characters. I once said that being born in the early Hongwu era is like a blind person suddenly gaining sight and being able to walk on their own. The mountains and rivers have cleared, the ancient jade is intact; where can I climb them without wild joy?"
After finishing the poem, he threw down his brush and couldn't help but shed tears.
Gu Yanwu said, "Exhilarating! Truly a wonderful poem."
Lü Liuliang said, "This poem lacks subtlety and cannot be considered good. It merely expresses the original intention of Mr. Erzhan so that viewers can understand it."
Huang Zongxi said, "When will our homeland be restored to its former glory? At that time, 'the mountains and rivers will be clear and the ancient walls will be intact.' Even in barren mountains and treacherous waters, it will fill one's heart with joy. Truly, 'Where can one climb without feeling ecstatic?'"
Gu Yanwu said, "This poem concludes wonderfully! One day, the barbarians will be driven out, and our great Han lands will be restored. This is far more inspiring than merely expressing grief and indignation."
Huang Zongxi slowly rolled up the painting and said, "This painting cannot be hung up. Brother Wancun must properly store it away." "Hiding is the key. If it were seen by villains like Wu Zhirong, and the authorities investigated, not only would Brother Wancun be in trouble, but it would also implicate Mr. Erzhan."
Gu Yanwu slammed his fist on the table and cursed, "That dog Wu Zhirong, I really wish I could eat his flesh alive."
Lü Liuliang said, "You two have come here uninvited, saying there is an important matter. We scholars are used to composing poems and painting, and have neglected our important business. I wonder what it is?"
Huang Zongxi said, "We have come here because of Mr. Erzhan's relative, Mr. Yihuang. Brother Gu and I received news the other day that this major case of 'History of Ming' has also implicated Mr. Yihuang ."
Lü Liuliang exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Yihuang has also been implicated?" Chapter 64 After Hardship Comes Happiness
" Don't keep looking there, it's so embarrassing." Seeing him staring intently at her most private and intimate area, the beauty finally couldn't help but beg for mercy. "Okay. As you wish." Du Ke chuckled and pressed down on her again. The two lay face to face, gazing at each other, their eyes involuntarily sliding down to each other's lips, slowly drawing closer as if tempted. The moment they touched, Du Ke felt as if struck by lightning. In that instant, he knew that this woman was firmly imprinted in his soul, indelible and unforgettable. The two clung together, their lips and teeth intertwined, their saliva mingling, tenderly swirling and teasing each other in their mouths, reluctant to let go. Gongsun Ruyan was deeply moved, and with a seductive gesture, her arms quietly wrapped around Du Ke's neck, as if to bind and lock him in. Du Ke held the beauty tightly, intensifying his assault. Suddenly, his hand touched hers, feeling her soft, delicate flesh, his palm instantly going numb. As his hand expanded, he kneaded a soft, pink mass of flesh, and the beauty couldn't help but moan softly. Her tightly restrained body finally broke free, her limbs going limp in an instant, completely at the mercy of her lover. Du Ke, insatiable and greedy, violated and craved her, finding everything he touched incredibly tender and delicate. His heart pounded wildly, wanting to devour her, yet afraid of hurting her. So he restrained himself, remaining careful and gentle as water. After a while, fearing that the beauty might be upset, Du Ke glanced up and saw her eyes brimming with tears, her brows and eyes filled with deep affection. Overwhelmed with emotion, he no longer hesitated, burying his face in her chest and kissing her passionately. "This is so nice. Ke Lang, you're so gentle," Gongsun Ruyan whispered shyly, her two snow-white arms wrapping around his neck. "Mmm, baby, isn't this beautiful?" Du Ke looked up at her, gazing intently at the beauty before him. At the same time, he continued thrusting his hips. Gongsun Ruyan met his gaze, her eyes brimming with tender affection. Du Ke felt the beauty's unreserved love, his heart and soul intoxicated, and he thrust deeper and faster.

Gongsun Ruyan breathed softly, occasionally brushing aside the stray hairs from his forehead and gently tracing his face with her fingers. Her lower body, however, was less composed, already overflowing with desire and passion. (
The following is a separate, unrelated paragraph: Spring comes early to Jiangnan, the grass grows tall and slender, the sun sets in March, and the night still carries a sense of desolation. On the main road from Sibai Hengjie to Taiping Gate in the suburbs of Moling, pedestrians are long gone, treetops sway, a gentle breeze stirs, and utter silence reigns.)
Startled, the wild geese took flight, and in the distance, the faint sounds of carriages and horses could be heard. In a moment, a carriage and a horse appeared, moving with great speed. Thick white foam was already spitting from the mouths of the animals, indicating that they had traveled a long way. The rider wore a silver-white robe, carried a long sword on his back, had a thin face, and bright, piercing eyes that were like sharp scissors. However, his brow was tightly furrowed, and his face was full of murderous intent.
The moonlight bathed the ground in silver light; it was Mid-Autumn Festival. All was silent except for the jarring sound of horses' hooves. The rider in silver tightened the reins slightly, turning to the driver and saying, "Second brother, be gentle. We're nearing the provincial capital of Jiangning Prefecture; we need to be careful."
The driver, also dressed in silver, was a middle-aged man, slightly plump with a full, round face and a perpetual smile. He seemed unconcerned by the rider's words, continuing the carriage at a brisk pace, and simply smiled, saying, "Brother, you're overly cautious. We've traveled thousands of miles from Beijing to here without a single disturbance. I really don't know what you're so worried about all day."
His voice was clear and crisp, spoken in pure Mandarin.
The rider shook his head slightly, opening his mouth as if to say something, glancing sideways at the driver, then holding back.
The driver suddenly flicked his whip, drawing a circle in the air. The whip moved incredibly slowly, yet it produced a faint sound like wind and thunder. His smile widened, and he shouted, "Even if a few ignorant lackeys come looking for trouble, with our two swords, are we afraid we can't handle them?"
His voice had barely faded when they heard a distant sound...

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