Da Li Temple - Chapter 91
Chapter 91
Extra 6: Lord Su’s S*xual Duties 3
Su Moyi wrapped his arms around the person and watched her bite his hand with a cracking sound, almost breaking his bones. Did she learn this trick from Si Yu? But Lord Su, who had been immersed in the officialdom for many years and had maneuvered with all kinds of characters, understood that when people were angry, they would not listen to persuasion. At this time, the thing to do was not to explain in a laborious and unappealing manner but to try to calm the other party down first. So he didn’t struggle anymore. He passed his hand towards Lin Wanqing’s mouth and said slightly tremblingly, “Bite it. As long as Qingqing can get rid of her anger, even if she bites me to death, I’m still willing to do it.”
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The person in his arms was stunned, and her mouth’s force loosened for a minute. Su Moyi immediately weakly stifled a grunt, frowning and closing his eyes, throwing an ‘at-your-disposal’ look.
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Arms on the teeth of the force and then loosened a point, Lin Wanqing raised her head and paused. She looked at his hand at the row of purple and red teeth marks on his hands and cried out, not knowing whether it was anger or regret.
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Su Moyi did not mind. He knew that since Lin Wanqing was pregnant, she had become emotional and loved to keep everything to herself; shedding tears in front of him was common. But he was always happy to coax her; there was no harm in fooling around.
Su Moyi only held her and gently patted her back. The person in his arms finally calmed down, tilted her head, and opened watery red eyes to see him.
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“Still angry?” Su Moyi asked while using his sleeve to wipe her face.
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Lin Wanqing huffed and nodded, glaring at him with a “hmm.”
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“Then you take another bite.” He spoke and put his hand towards her mouth again.
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Lin Wanqing wanted to dodge, and when she twisted her head, the corner of her forehead rested against two soft lips.
Su Moyi kissed her hair and softly explained, “Not remembering Qi Qi’s 100th-day banquet is my fault, and I definitely won’t repeat it in the future. But I didn’t come here today to seek pl*asure. It is true that last time I met Minister Hu here, I left things behind.”
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Lin Wanqing was reasonable, so when she heard him admit his mistake, she softened. After the aggression in her heart was reduced, she asked in a deep voice, “Then these days, you always go out early and come back late, and also do not make out with me. Even the Empress Dowager is worried that you have someone else.”
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“What?” Lord Su’s chin twitched. He did not realize that his wife had come to the brothel with a sword because she was complaining that he was too busy and failed to pay his s*xual duties’ on time. A small thought then grows like a spring; he took the opportunity to push the boat, pretending to be surprised to look at Lin Wanqing and said: “Qingqing is blaming me for the recent coldness of you?”
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Only then did Lin Wanqing react to what she had just said. When she froze, her pretty face suddenly turned red. How could Lord Su not understand? So the hand that was initially peacefully wrapped around Lin Wanqing began to wander and rested on her undulating softness, and a moaning sound came out from her scarlet lips.
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“Su Moyi!” Lin Wanqing struggled. Her pouting exposed her mind.
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Lord Su was even more assured and bold with a measure in his heart. He entered her lapels, found the small fruits on that mass of softness, and gently scraped it, making the person in his arms tremble uncontrollably.
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“Su Moyi!!!” She was still huffing and puffing but had already messed up her breath. The hot air with w*tness fluttered, ruffling a piece of burning heat on the tip of his heart.
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Lord Su deafened his ears, and that exploring hand became even more reckless. He closed his five fingers, pinching that budding little flower —
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“Uhmm ……” both of them hummed out.
Lin Wanqing was because of the sudden stimulation, but Su Moyi was because of the surprise.
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His hand was suddenly w*t —
Pragmatic and willing to explore, Lord Su didn’t react to what this was. With an unconscious face, he took his hand out and began to scrutinize. It was white juice with a sweet, fishy, and milky smell. However, Lin Wanqing had already burned her cheeks in shame before he could react.
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Although Qi Qi had no shortage of nursemaids, breastfeeding could cultivate affection with her daughter, so she was always happy to do it herself. Just now, Su Moyi squeezed her and wetted her blouse. She didn’t know whether this man was intentional when he raised his stained br*ast milk hand to her front, slightly puzzled to ask, “What is this, ah?”
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Lin Wanqing was unwilling to tell him and broke away from his embrace. As soon as she took a step, he wrapped around her waist, and with a tug, she fell into the fragrant embrace.
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“Why did Qingqing squirt milk when I hugged you?” The man before her looked at her with the most earnest expression. Not waiting for her to answer, those two uneasy hands came to her front lapel, and with a pull, that gold and red silk slipped down to her waistline, revealing the already-soaked blouse inside.
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“Ya!” A coolness came from her chest. Lin Wanqing shrieked, looking down to see that Lord Su had also skillfully removed her underwear. The two full, snowy br*asts in front of her chest shook, and the hardened br*ast fruits managed to raise their heads because of the cool air. She was angry and anxious, reaching out to cover herself, but Lord Su yanked her hand, so she naturally pushed up her chest, and those two masses of softness brushed against Lord Su’s chest, leaving a w*t trail. The initially relaxed and unhurried Lord Su became stimulated, and his breathing became heavier. He skipped the warmth of tongue intertwining and bent his head to hold one side of the br*ast fruit directly.
“Uhmm …… don’t ……” Lin Wanqing was dumbfounded all of a sudden. She did not expect in any way that Lord Su would bury himself between her snowy peaks and do something so deviant within the surroundings of a group of household servants outside the door. That unbound hand came to his chest, wanting to push back, but the man again held it tightly, and she couldn’t move.
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“Su Moyi…” Lin Wanqing frowned and gasped lightly. “Do you still want your face?”
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“No.” He buried his head and answered. What is the face compared with the wife?
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Lin Wanqing choked at his words and was stunned, her ears ringing and her face red. She saw Lord Su’s eyelashes fluttering slightly, like small butterflies lifting their wings in the sunlight. His nose rested against that mass of snowy fat, leaving a shallow flesh pit. An evident pl*asure came from the tip of her br*ast. When a w*t and soft tongue swept over, lightly grinding and sucking, it brought an uncontrollable shudder. His hot, dry palm was still caressing her br*asts, gently rubbing and squeezing them rhythmically, easing the pain of her swollen br*asts. One has to admit, in the bed matters; even though Lord Su was always self-taught and uneducated, he often made her lust for death and sink into it on the first try. For example, Lin Wanqing couldn’t break free right now, so she sincerely enjoyed herself. She imperceptibly puffed out her chest and sent herself closer to his mouth.
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“Mmm……” The pl*asure was so evident that the untouched heart of her legs began to echo, dripping with water. She secretly clenched her legs and touched Su Moyi’s moon-white robe. He had somehow reached her legs, lifted the hem of her skirt, and as soon as his long fingers explored, the flower lips dripped the gurgling spring l*quid.
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“Uhm …… Jingche ……” The delicate and soft cry was a sound that she would only make when she was begging for pl*asure.
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Su Moyi immediately comprehended it, the corners of his lips slightly raised. He rose to seek out her gasped lips, transferring a sweet and fishy l*quid.
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Lin Wanqing received it without haste; while swallowing it, a trace of milk mixed with Su Moyi’s juices slowly flowed down from the corner of her mouth to her slender neck.
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Su Moyi sought out a chair and pressed her downwards. His agile tongue licked the pulsing vein on the side of her neck, gently moving upwards, pushing the milk stains back to the corner of her lips again.
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“Is it delicious?” Su Moyi kissed her lips and raised his eyes to ask her.
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Lin Wanqing was instantly ashamed that she had no place to go. She constantly felt that Lord Su’s technique was on a higher level, like his face. Seeing this odd look on her face, Su Moyi smiled and arched his eyebrows. The hand that probed into the heart of her legs became even more restless, dipped in the slippery spring l*quid, and began to caress her erect little pearl forth and back.
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“Didn’t Qingqing suspect me just now?” Su Moyi didn’t slow down, lightly twisting and slowly kneading. Later, Qingqing will see if her husband stole other’s food.”
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Qingqing: Su Moyi, do you still want to have a face?
Lord Su: No.
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