“Tianyu, since you are overly exhausted, keep your eyes closed for now.”
Thinking of this, Qu Qirong clenched her pearl teeth and shifted her extremely weak and limp body, moving toward the outside of the soft divan.
Because she was originally lying on the inner side, she had to cross over Deng Tianyu, who was a head lower than her.
“Alright!” During this process, Deng Tianyu kept his eyes shut, not moving a muscle, still lying on the divan.
Who knew, however, that an accident would occur at this very moment.
“Mmm~”
Although the limp, weak sensation in her body had eased somewhat, the powerlessness in her legs had not yet dissipated. Just as she realized this, Qu Qirong’s expression changed, and she let out a startled groan, her entire body collapsing back down.
“Aunt Rong… what’s wrong… mmph!”
Deng Tianyu had not released his perception, and with his eyes closed, upon hearing that startled cry, he worried something had happened to Aunt Rong and wanted to open his eyes.
Sadly, the moment he perceived light, he felt a strange weight on his head. A warm, smooth, soft touch, a somewhat familiar fragrance assaulted his nostrils, along with a springy pressure…
Deng Tianyu was a bit puzzled at first. When that familiar fragrance hit him, he understood what was happening.
Aunt Rong was pressing her jade thighs right onto his face, even directly covering his lips with her plump, tender pussy!
The lush, moist flesh against his lips was plump and smooth, crisp like snow, and exuded a stirring, elegant fragrance of slightly aged nectar.
Almost instinctively, Deng Tianyu extended the tip of his tongue and licked upward. His moist tongue scraped and licked back and forth, top to bottom, bottom to top…
Detecting the trickling flow of nectar, Deng Tianyu simply opened his mouth and sealed it over the opening of this tender pussy, then thrust his stiffened tongue slowly inside.
Instantly, his head was clamped between a pair of fair, crisp, and plump jade thighs.
Tender flesh, carrying sticky, slick nectar, squeezed in from all directions. Deng Tianyu felt as if his tongue was going numb with pleasure.
The viscous, nectar-like thick fluid was so abundant that he didn’t even need to suck deliberately. It just flowed ceaselessly into his mouth along his tongue, soaking his chin completely wet in the process.
A trembling, pleading voice came to his ears: “Haa… Tianyu~ Don’t open your eyes… Aunt Rong is… f-fine!”
Although the sweet nectar made one linger and forget to leave, seeing that Aunt Rong was once again licked to climax by him, Deng Tianyu knew he had been impulsive again.
He could only reluctantly pull his tongue out of the tender pussy opening.
His mind stirred, and Deng Tianyu, as if possessed, secretly opened his eyes and took a few glances. The slightly blooming tender pussy was so exquisitely beautiful. Under the baptism of saliva, every part was brightly pink, with distinct lines.
The pink, tightly clustered folds of the pussy entrance, just suckled clean by his tongue, were like layers upon layers of blooming flower stamens, glistening with nectar. Yet the two petals of crisp-fat-like labia, like a baby’s small mouth, were slightly fluttering, incredibly alluring.
Just as he wanted to keep looking, Qu Qirong closed her jade thighs and flipped over, completely concealing the beautiful scenery of her inner thighs.
—
Meanwhile, in Xiaoxiang Elegant Garden, the sky had cleared up.
The little fox Yingying was lazily sprawled in the Orchid Pavilion, enjoying Ling’er’s petting. Her half-closed fox eyes watched the bees gathering nectar in the garden.
Though it was Mysterious Winter, because the clouds had been dispersed, the morning sun hung high, and a hint of warmth began to appear amidst the cold.
Taking advantage of this warmth, several bees flew over the courtyard wall and entered the garden, beginning their diligent labor.
One of the crimson-red bees scanned its surroundings and finally chose a flower petal that closely resembled a peach blossom. It slowly approached.
As it expected, after tasting for a while, it could sense that unique, rich fragrance!
After a long while, the bee, having finished gathering nectar, contentedly left the courtyard.
At this very moment, the door to the room was opened.
Creak!
Deng Tianyu, having already changed into a fresh set of clothes, emerged from Aunt Rong’s boudoir. He quietly gazed at the beautiful scenery, fresh and clear after the rain, and exhaled a murky breath that seemed tinged with the fragrance of peach blossoms.
He didn’t know why things had ultimately turned out this way.
Initially, witnessing Aunt Rong’s naked body climax had been awkward enough.
But who could have known that wasn’t the end, only the beginning?
“Last time, because I had to extract the Yin-Cold Intent and Yin Sha for Shizun, I had no choice but to use the Light Peck Fine Suck Divine Ability.”
“What about this time with Aunt Rong? What does this count as?”
“An instinctive action?”
Deng Tianyu’s expression was complex as he sighed deeply and walked toward the Orchid Pavilion.
Though it was an accident, because he had used that Divine Ability last time, he had almost subconsciously employed it again.
Of course, it was only for a brief moment.
Upon realizing something was amiss, Deng Tianyu immediately stopped the Divine Ability.
Even so, the final result was—experiencing a bout of tender, affectionate love.
What was this?
A repeat performance?
Now, not only had Aunt Rong died of embarrassment socially, but he had as well!
It was just… ╮(╯▽╰)╭!
“Mister Deng, why are you sighing so heavily?”
“Could it be a matter concerning the Sleep-Sealing Curse Mark inside Madam?”
Just as he sat down in the Orchid Pavilion, Ling’er, who had been playing with the little fox, asked with some concern.
Deng Tianyu shook his head. “Aunt Rong’s Sleep-Sealing Curse Mark can be neutralized slowly. It will just take some time.”
Ling’er blinked her blue, beautiful eyes. “Then why, Mister Deng?”
Deng Tianyu picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of fragrant tea. “Just thinking of some troubling matters.”
“Troubling matters?” Ling’er’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, not understanding how to comfort him.
Suddenly, she remembered that when she was unhappy, she would eat some delicious treats. She took out a brocade box from her Storage Ring and opened it.
“Mister Deng, would you like to try some peach blossom pastry made by Madam?”
“Whenever I’m unhappy, eating some makes me forget the unhappy matters.”
The peach blossom pastry was personally made by Madam before. Her favorite was this sweet-but-not-cloying pastry.
Thus, she had kept several pieces, preserved in her Storage Ring using a special method, to enjoy in the future.
Looking at the peach blossom pastry before him, Deng Tianyu’s expression grew even more complex. Subconsciously, he said, “I already ate peach blossom pastry just now.”
“You ate some already?” Ling’er was taken aback. “Does Madam still have some?”
She knew peach blossoms only bloomed in spring. It was now Mysterious Winter, so fresh peach blossoms were impossible to find. Thus, she assumed Madam had also preserved some.
“Sort of!” Deng Tianyu couldn’t handle it anymore!
Aunt Rong had preserved some?
One could say that, too!
Just, why did it sound so wrong?
“Yingying!”
Seeing that Deng Tianyu didn’t want the peach blossom pastry, the little fox pawed at Ling’er a couple of times, her cute fox eyes blinking with a look of desire.
She also liked sweets, especially this kind of exquisite pastry.
“Yingying, I can give it to you.”
“But according to the rules, you must trade something for it.”
Ling’er glanced at her and said softly.
Ever since the little fox came to Xiaoxiang Elegant Garden, there had been a formidable rival competing with her for food at the dining table.
She had never imagined that such a dainty little fox could eat so much.
Thus, through their dining-table rivalry, the human and fox had gradually become friends.
Of course, friends were friends. When it came to matters of principle, they still used their special rules to handle things.
The rule was… delicious food must be shared.
Sharing, of course, couldn’t be free. The other party also had to show sincerity.
What was this called again?
Ah, it seemed to be called a win-win situation!
“Yingying!” The little fox also understood this. Readily, she took out a pack of snacks from her Storage Ring and handed it over.
Ling’er accepted the pack of snacks, her delicate brows curving into crescent moons. She stretched out her small hand. “Share the happiness!”
“Yingying!” The little fox received the peach blossom pastry and also extended her fluffy little paw, placing it in her palm.
This scene truly baffled Deng Tianyu.
They were clearly just exchanging food, yet it inexplicably felt like witnessing some huge business deal being finalized.
—
Meanwhile, in the boudoir.
After bathing, Qu Qirong had changed into a palace dress. The tide of redness on her ravishingly beautiful jade countenance had not yet receded. She was bending her graceful, curvaceous waist, tidying up the soft divan.
At the tip of her nose, she could still catch that unique peach blossom scent. She felt her cheeks and ears burning hot, her fragrant heart trembling fiercely.
“How could such an embarrassing thing happen?”
“The key point is, how could Tianyu subconsciously go and…”
Qu Qirong’s expression was dazed. Her beautiful eyes held embarrassment, mixed with a trace of watery shimmer.
The first accident had already been quietly suppressed under an unspoken agreement between them.
But who knew, another accident would occur later, and she was directly, once again, sucked to climax by Tianyu’s mouth…
“Sigh…”
Having finished tidying the soft divan, Qu Qirong sat on the embroidered bed and sighed deeply.
Her mind was now full of the images of tender affection from just before. The numbing, tingling sensation of his tongue drilling into her body… she couldn’t dispel it, no matter how hard she tried…
