The Legend of the Condor Heroes - Chapter 150: The Wine Maid Yan Chu'er

The beauty raised her head, seemingly unconcerned by Li Ting's gaze. Holding the wine pot in her hand, she said, "This humble servant is Yan Chu'er, the proprietress here. I heard that several distinguished gentlemen are coming, so I have come here to serve you all." Chu Yan'er glanced behind Li Ting and asked, "Where are the other generals?"
Li Ting shrugged and said, "I've heard that Yu Huan Ge's wine is the best in Xiangyang City, so I came early to see if I could have a taste."
Yan Chu'er let out a soft, bell-like voice, her full breasts trembling with her laughter, giving Li Ting endless room for imagination. Yan Chu'er said, "Then let this humble concubine lead the way and serve Young Master Yang first."
Then, Li Ting followed Yan Chu'er like a kitten wanting to steal some cream. Looking at her trembling buttocks, at the faintly visible inner thighs, and at the mysterious area covered by silk that men longed for the most, Li Ting kept swallowing his saliva.
Yan Chu'er suddenly turned around, looked at Li Ting with a lewd expression, and asked, "Young Master Yang, are you hungry or something? Why are you swallowing so much?"
If it weren't for the constraints of his position as commander, Li Ting would have already pounced on Yan Chu'er, stripped her naked, and taken her. Li Ting stared intently at Yan Chu'er's half-covered, soft flesh, swallowed hard, and said, "It's because I smelled the wine in your hand."
Yan Chu'er giggled, her breasts trembling, and said, "Young Master Yang really loves to joke. I thought you were looking at me."
Li Ting suddenly frowned. Upon hearing Yan Chu'er's words, Li Ting had a vague feeling that Yan Chu'er was someone he could sleep with. It seemed that he had to seize the opportunity to get rid of Yan Chu'er, otherwise he would be letting down his hard penis.
"Young Master Yang, could you take this wine to the top-tier room first, and I'll go get the wine cups?" Yan Chu'er asked with a beaming smile.
Li Ting nodded vigorously, walked over and took the wine glass from Yan Chu'er's hand, even touching her smooth hand. Wow—she looked to be in her thirties, but her hands were as smooth as a young girl's. It seemed she had a privileged upbringing. Thinking of this, Li Ting felt a little depressed. He had grown up in the countryside, often doing farm work as a child; his life was incredibly hard until university… “Young Master Yang?” Yan Chu'er looked intently at the lost Li Ting, her heart fluttering at the domineering air about him. And he was so young, only around twenty, yet already a commander. If he continued on his path, he would probably become a high-ranking official in the imperial court.
Li Ting snapped out of his daze and quickly said, "Sorry, I was captivated by the aroma of the wine."
Yan Chu'er chuckled and floated past Li Ting, saying, "The top-tier room is at the very back, just turn left ahead. There's no one inside. You can just push it open and go in."
"Okay," Li Ting replied and walked forward.
As Li Ting rounded the bend, his mouth watered. Although he wasn't a drunkard, the lingering aroma of wine was simply too tempting, making it hard to resist. Seeing that no one was around, Li Ting opened the wine jug, intending to take a sip to satisfy his craving. But to his utter astonishment, the jug was empty! Li Ting stood there, stunned. He had clearly smelled the wine, so why wasn't there a single drop in the jug? Had his nose gone awry?! Impossible… Li Ting shrugged, completely baffled. He could only grit his teeth and continue walking. Surely he wasn't encountering a ghost, was he?
The moment you step through the door of the top-tier room, the aroma of meat wafts out, making Li Ting's mouth water and drip onto the floor.
Roast suckling pig, chicken wings, braised ribbonfish, beef soup...
Dozens of dishes were laid out steaming hot on the table, but Li Ting could only name a few. Looking at the tempting dishes, Li Ting immediately forgot his earlier displeasure, put the empty wine jug on the table, and was about to start eating when he stopped mid-air.
He sighed and muttered, "Now that I'm the commander, I can't be as free as before. If that weasel-faced guy sees me stealing food, he might tell on me." Li Ting shook his head helplessly, his mouth watering as he looked at the golden-brown roasted chicken leg.
“Young Master Yang, if you would like to eat, you can have some first. There’s more in the kitchen,” Yan Chu’er suddenly appeared behind Li Ting.
Li Ting quickly shook his head and said self-deprecatingly, "I am a little greedy, but I can hold out for a while." After a pause, Li Ting asked, "Sister Yan, why is there no wine in the wine pot, but I smelled wine just now?"
Yan Chu'er covered her mouth and chuckled, her ambiguous gaze sweeping over Li Ting's questioning face. After placing a few wine glasses on the table, Yan Chu'er patted her chest to calm herself down and said, "Do you know what people usually call me?"
Li Ting immediately shook his head. He had only been in Xiangyang City for a few days, how could he possibly know Yan Chu'er's nickname?
“People usually call me Wine Maiden,” Yan Chu’er replied.
“It’s because your wine is so delicious,” Li Ting chimed in.
Yan Chu'er shook her head and said, "That's just on the surface; the reality is quite different."
"What is that?" Li Ting was even more puzzled.
Yan Chu'er walked up to Li Ting, her body almost touching his. She leaned gently against him and murmured, "Can you smell it?"
Li Ting's eyes widened, and he suddenly realized that the wine scent he had just smelled was coming from Yan Chu'er. Startled, Li Ting embraced Yan Chu'er's delicate body, his nose tracing the scent of her neck before slowly moving down. His eyes lingered on her proud breasts for a moment, and then, through her bodice, he inhaled the fragrance of her breasts. It wasn't the typical scent of a mature woman's breasts, but rather a strong, intoxicating aroma of wine emanating from her nipples, most intensely from her breasts.
"Young Master Yang... please... please... this concubine can't bear it..." Yan Chu'er said reproachfully.
Li Ting ignored Yan Chu'er's shouts and instead rubbed her large breasts through her bodice, exclaiming, "Sister Yan's body is truly unparalleled in the world, it even smells of wine. It seems that the man who marries you is very lucky, at least he can save money on buying wine."
Li Ting's teasing only made Yan Chu'er laugh more wantonly, and she retorted, "My...my husband died last year...I'm all alone now...who would come to savor the fragrance of my humble concubine's wine..."
"Oh!" Li Ting was even more excited. So she was a widow. That made things easier. Everyone said widows had the strongest sex drive. Li Ting was going to test her today. "I wonder if Sister Yan would be willing to bestow a few drops of this fragrant wine upon me?"
Yan Chu'er shook her head and said, "We can't now...someone will see us..."
"It's alright, the others didn't come this early," Li Ting said, grabbing two erect red nipples through her bodice and rubbing them vigorously.
"Ugh...no...no...I can't take it..." Yan Chu'er's steps faltered, and she threw herself into Li Ting's arms. Her eyes, brimming with desire, gazed at Li Ting's fair face, and blushes rose on her cheeks. "Young Master Yang...this humble servant is not shameless...I haven't let a man touch my body for over a year...I'm still very clean...please don't treat me like a prostitute..."
Li Ting picked up Yan Chu'er, pushed the dishes on the table forward, pressed her down on the table, spread her legs, and his erection pressed against her fertile ground covered by silk.
Feeling the heat emanating from that hard object, Yan Chu'er almost fainted. She tilted her head, looked at the roast suckling pig, and whispered, "Please... be gentle..."
"Yes," Li Ting replied, then pressed down on Yan Chu'er, gently placing his hand on Yan Chu'er's right breast.
Thump, thump, thump...
Yan Chu'er's heart was pounding. Judging solely from her heart rate, Li Ting agreed with what Yan Chu'er had just said. If she were someone who had been ridden by thousands, she would probably be used to such scenes, and her heart wouldn't be beating so fast. "Why did you agree to come with me?" Li Ting asked.
Yan Chu'er bit her little finger, her eyes flickering, and whispered, "Actually...actually...I don't want to stay here as a wine seller for the rest of my life...After all, a woman's youth doesn't last long...so I want to find a good man to marry..."
"Do I look like a good man to you?" Li Ting asked with a smile.
"At least... Young Master Yang defeated the Mongol army... Based on that alone... Young Master Yang is worth everything I would give..."
“I’m not a good man, but all the women I’ve been with have been very happy. I’ll let the wine maiden enjoy herself today,” Li Ting said, as he began to untie Yan Chu’er’s belt.
Yan Chu'er grabbed Li Ting's hand and whispered, "Will you be good to me for the rest of my life?"
"Yes," Li Ting answered without hesitation. He already had more than a dozen beautiful women, so one more Yan Chu'er wouldn't make a difference. Besides, the most important thing was that Yan Chu'er was a wine maiden, so he could have sex with her and drink with her. How great would that be?
A look of desolation appeared in Yan Chu'er's eyes. She covered her breasts, tears glistening in her eyes, and said, "You answered so easily, how can I believe you?"
Li Ting seemed a little embarrassed. Damn it! She wanted to sleep with him, but now that it's crucial, she's throwing a tantrum. They say women's minds are the hardest to understand, and it seems that's a true rule.
“If you don’t believe me, then there’s nothing I can do. After all, I only have one mouth,” Li Ting said, pretending to be very disappointed as he straightened up and looked at Yan Chu’er, who was still lying there, with an “apology” in his eyes.
"I..." Yan Chu'er was immediately captivated by Li Ting's killer gaze. She tilted her head and whispered, "The moment I first saw Young Master Yang, I felt I had found my own happiness, so... Young Master Yang, do what you want... I believe in you..."
"Taking a step back opens up a vast expanse of sky and sea"—what a profound saying!
“Yes, I will keep my promise,” Li Ting smiled wickedly, but Yan Chu’er saw it as gentlemanly.
Li Ting pressed down on Yan Chu'er again, his hands immediately moving to her breasts and kneading them for a while. Then he tried to undo Yan Chu'er's belt, but Yan Chu'er grabbed Li Ting's hand and shook her head.
Li Ting cursed inwardly: You bastard, you have needs but pretend to be a lady. Do you only let me fuck you if I bring you back in a grand sedan chair?
Although he thought that in his heart, what came out of his mouth was not so vulgar. Li Ting looked at Yan Chu'er with unusually gentle eyes and asked lazily, "Wine Maiden, what's wrong? What are you afraid of?"
Yan Chu'er pointed to the door that was not yet closed and said, "That one."
Li Ting suddenly realized, and like a gust of wind, locked the door and then darted between Yan Chu'er's legs. "Is it alright now?"
"Hmm," Yan Chu'er responded and closed her eyes, looking like a lamb being trampled on.
Li Ting untied Yan Chu'er's belt and tossed it to the ground, pulling the soft silk aside. Suddenly, only the last line of defense remained on Yan Chu'er's upper body: a red bodice. Li Ting reached under Yan Chu'er's armpits, found the bodice's drawstring, and gently pulled, undone this final barrier. With a casual tug, a pair of white, tender breasts sprang out, giving Li Ting an immense visual impact.
"Ah!" Yan Chu'er exclaimed and hugged her breasts.
Li Ting removed her hand and carefully examined the pair of breasts, which were very large but not brown, and so white and tender that Li Ting felt a little suffocated.
"Young Master Yang...please...please don't look at me like that...I'll be embarrassed..." Through the gaps between her fingers, Yan Chu'er saw Li Ting staring intently at her. Just thinking about how a man she had only known for less than an hour was looking at her breasts so thirstily made Yan Chu'er's vagina begin to secrete drops of happiness.
Li Ting lowered his head, put a red bean in his mouth and sucked hard, and waves of wine aroma wafted into his nostrils.
"Ah...Young Master Yang...no...no...like this...it's so itchy...so numb...don't suck...I'll die...um...don't put that thing against me...there..."

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