Da Li Temple - Chapter 92
Chapter 92
Extra 7: Lord Su’s S*xual Duties 4
She felt the man’s finger enter that w*t flower. “Hmmm ……” Lin Wanqing comfortably hummed lightly, unconsciously pushing her p*bic mound forward.
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In the end, it had been a long time since she had orgasms, and with such a tease just now, she had already softened her body. Exasperation turned into shyness, and resistance turned into a willingness. Her clothes and skirts were no longer without her knowledge, only feel with the surrounding fluttering water, as if they had become a water grass in the river and blue waves in the ripples of love, inseparable.
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The man was skillful at teasing, moving back and forth between the mouth of the hole and the flower beads, twisting and stirring up the circle of water waves. Her breathing became rapid, and her body undulated from the belly to the chest like a running leopard. Pl*asure pouring down in a boundless spring uncontrollably.
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“Jingche ……” she hummed softly impatiently, her voice thin and weak, like a timid little beast.
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Su Moyi laughed out loud and leaned down to press her down. These days, it wasn’t that he didn’t want to be close to her, but he was concerned about her tough pregnancy and couldn’t bear it. He didn’t realize that he had left her out in the cold. Now that someone has sent herself to the door, he would not be polite.
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Lin Wanqing didn’t understand a hundred turns in Su Moyi’s heart. Seeing him staring at her and smiling, she felt him intentionally teasing her. She was annoyed and struggled to get up.
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“Uhh!” His fingers rubbing the meat bead turned into a press.
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“Qingqing, don’t be anxious,” Su Moyi whispered, his hot and w*t breath skimming over her ear like a cumulonimbus cloud on a summer evening, “I will make you comfortable.”
Without waiting for her to respond, his thin lips sought out the wild peach blossoms on the snowy peaks. When he gazed down with his eyes, the devotion and tenderness in his eyes made Lin Wanqing’s heart tremble. From the first time the two of them had s*x, every time they made love, he was able to give her the ultimate pl*asure. This kind of pl*asure was not only physical, but it was also because of his sincere love. Strong and passionate him, gentle and loving him, youthful him, pure and mature him – Lin Wanqing loved every one of him. That little spark in her heart abruptly burned up. She pushed her waist forward, opening herself and then sending herself an inch further into his mouth. The pl*asure from the tips of her br*asts was evident and raging like it was drowning her. The center of her legs rested against a hot, hard prick of flesh, teasing recklessly between the cl*toris. Erotic blush tinged his handsome features, and she saw the intense obscurity in the bottom of his eyes. Suddenly, he lifted his hand to cover the side of her face and rose to look at her, a hint of milky color staying at the corner of his lips. Lin Wanqing met his gaze, and her small tongue fell onto his lips, licking away the white stain for him.
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“I love you.” She heard him say, low as a whimper.
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Lin Wanqing was in a trance for a split second. She recalled that snowy night two years ago when Su Moyi said those four words for the first time. At that time, she had a knot in her heart and didn’t dare to respond positively, but now that she remembered it, she understood his perverse emotions that day.
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“I love you too.” Lin Wanqing abruptly smiled and raised her hands to encircle his neck.
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When he sank in, she still felt a bit of discomfort. Her body, which hadn’t been reclaimed for a long time, seemed inexperienced again, and even if it was w*t enough, that kind of hugeness was too much for her to handle. Their breathing became increasingly rapid, and Su Moyi’s spine tensed up. Wrapped by that piece of w*t softness, no matter how many times he wanted, he was difficult to resist. He almost lost his self-control, and he couldn’t hold it.
Lin Wanqing soothingly patted him, and her long legs climbed onto his lean waist. All the reserve was off guard at this moment; Su Moyi leaned over the side of her neck, and his ears pulsed. He wanted to give her all the pleasures and joys, climbing up to the clouds with her. The slow pumping began. Each thrust was extraordinarily gentle yet highly greedy. He deliberately changed angles and depths, taking control of all her feelings. Every part of her body seemed to be in his shadow, every inch of soft flesh scraped and ground by his rod. Like ice melting in the third moon, love juices gurgled into the stream and sprang in the sparse, vibrant grass. The rhythmic movements brought taut pl*asure, and the already full br*asts began to squirt milk uncontrollably.
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Lin Wanqing knew it was because she was overly excited, but now it looked lewd. She tried to block with her reddened face, but Su Moyi smoothly took her cloak and tied her hands over her head in the small pillar.
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Su Moyi slowly straightened up, lifted her legs to the waistline, carried them on her shoulders, and then leaned over and pressed down. Her flower path opened wide with the body’s weight concentrated in the center of her legs. Thrusting in and out fast and ferociously, the entire toffee chair began creaking.
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Outside the door was the houseguard she had brought, and Lin Wanqing didn’t know whether they heard the sound. She could only tightly bite her lower lip, suppressing the gentle, shallow chanting into a whimper.
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“Jingche ……” she frowned, biting his ear, “You slow down a bit.”
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The coquettish plea added oil to the fire in Su Moyi’s ears. He felt his ears crackling with sparks and only wanted to fry the beauty underneath him into sweet and savory food. The rhythm didn’t stop and became more unrestrained. The pink n*pples stood up playfully, flowing a steady stream of milky white juice, wetting Su Moyi’s chest.
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“Why is Qingqing so watery?” he deliberately teased her. His fingers skillfully twisted her br*ast, squirting the milky juice. “So good at squirting both above and below, huh?”
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Another heavy stroke. The meat’s head broke through the charming meat layers straight to the center and grind back and forth. A sore and tingling sensation like a prairie fire burned all over her body and wrapped her like a gentle wave of water, pulling her down to drown her. She was lost in the fire and water waves, and each time, it was like being thrown up to the clouds and then falling down heavily again.
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“Mmm, mmm …… slow down, slow down ……”
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When Su Moyi saw this delicate appearance of hers, his lust grew and was close to getting out of control. He only wanted to embed himself and connect with her forever.
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“YAH!!!” With a shriek, Lin Wanqing felt her legs tighten and her back empty. Su Moyi had picked up the entire person, except for her shoulder blades, which were still on the chair. Su Moyi had picked up the part from her legs to her waist. She saw her belly and p*bic bone, and her entire body was almost upside down. Her mind was dizzy for a moment and shocked by Lord Su’s increasingly creative and overly courageous s*x style.
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“Mmm, mmm, mmm ……” The ferocious pound was like a wave that rolled up in shock.
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Soon, Lin Wanqing couldn’t speak, leaving only broken whispers. From this angle, she could see the thick, hard, huge thing that made her die of lust with clarity, surrounded by veins and dripping with juice. It disappeared between the centers of her legs with the fullness of her flower path and then appeared again with the withdrawal. The pl*asure gradually accumulates, and her snowy peaks squirt milk, sprinkling all over her body, leaving a lewd trail down the chair underneath her. The milky white l*quid streamed down the belly and, mixed with spring water, transformed into sticky white foam.
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“Jingche ……” she softly called out to him, meeting his deep eyes filled with lust and calling out, “Hold me ……”
She then cl*maxed in his warm embrace. Unable to hold back her muffled grunts as she heard the sound of spring water splashing down, she still couldn’t help but blush, so angry that she bit down hard on the shoulder and arm of the culprit.
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Lin Wanqing was unwilling, not understanding why she would always get lost in his shamelessness and tenderness. “I suddenly remembered,” she said, her voice still hoarse. “It seems like you never formally proposed marriage to me and somehow tricked me into marrying you that year.”
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Lin Wanqing mused, “I feel like I’ve suffered a loss.”
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The man’s chest trembled slightly, and Su Moyi laughed lowly, his voice ringing like jade stone.
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“I mentioned it,” he was confident, “and more than once.”
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“Hmm?” Lin Wanqing looked up at him, her eyes full of doubt.
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“Qingqing doesn’t remember?” He asked, his long fingers brushing over her sweaty temples and grazing it with the tip of his nose.
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“Then Qingqing will have to think about it,” Su Moyi spoke, and the ferocious beast buried inside her managed to raise its head again.
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“Whenever you think about it, we’ll go back.”
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“…… ” Lin Wanqing was incredulous. She wanted to embarrass Lord Su, but how did the words turn around, and he justifiably counterattacked?
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“No!” Lin Wanqing panicked and explained, “I don’t mean this. Listen to me! Listen to me…”
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When they returned to the Heir’s Residence, the 100th-day banquet had already dispersed. The Empress Dowager looked at her granddaughter-in-law, who had her hair in a loose bun and her makeup slightly stained. Then she looked at her grandson, who had an insatiable look on his face and an unidentified l*quid on his lapel, and she understood everything in an instant.
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Qi Qi had not seen her mother for a long time, and her stomach rumbled with hunger. She couldn’t wait to pick at her mother’s clothes, but Lin Wanqing unexpectedly made an unprecedented move by letting the nursemaid carry her away. The little child had a bitter face and cried for a long time.
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Naturally, Qi Qi couldn’t understand why her mother, who had always loved to hold her and breastfeed her, rarely gave her rations since that day. So, her father, the ideal official, told her that she would be a big child after a hundred days. A big child didn’t need to be breastfed by her mother. Little Qi Qi could only wrinkle her little face and sigh: growing up is so hard!
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T/N : The End !!!
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