Inlaid With Jade - Chapter 111 R19

Chapter 111
Extra 1
Lin Wan X Zhu Xi

The so-called sheep falling into the tiger’s mouth probably referred to Lin Wan, who fell into the trap today.

Zhu Xi only coughed a few times, and she softened her heart and took care of him as a disabled patient, completely forgetting that he was a real man.

At this moment, Lin Wan was sitting on his lap with her waist tightly held by him, her back against his chest, and the tip of her shoes could not touch the ground. She couldn’t struggle or avoid it, and he effortlessly pressed her waist and hips against his abdomen.

Lin Wan could almost feel the thing under him that had raised its head. When she pushed him into the side hall, she was still worried about his health. Now that she finally panicked, she frowned and pushed him: “Zhu Xi, let go.”

“No.” Zhu Xi lowered his head to smell the fragrance emanating from her body and said softly: “I already let Mother return, but you were worried about me and chose to come back. Didn’t Mother expect it to be like this?”

He laughed muffledly and kissed the soft skin on her neck with his lips: “Or Mother expected it but couldn’t abandon me.”

After hearing this, Lin Wan came to a realization. She turned her head to avoid his kiss, and her anger grew: “You tortured yourself and suffered from the cold just to do this trick?”

“Yes.” Zhu Xi answered without hesitation. He was unafraid of Lin Wan getting angry, but he worried she would be indifferent. He pressed his cold face against her ear and murmured, “Self-suffering tricks are only for works for lovers.”

He kissed her hair gently: “Mother has me in her heart.”

Lin Wan was helpless, and she looked back at him: “What if I don’t come tonight? Are you really going to freeze all night?”

Zhu Xi chuckled: “You will. Mother is soft-hearted.” As he said, he moved his hand around her waist, untied her belt, and slid his other hand into her clothes.

He felt hot in his abdomen, but his limbs were cold, and his palms were as flexible as snakes in the winter snow. Lin Wan’s body froze, and she hurried to pull his hand, but she couldn’t stop him.

“Zhu Xi!” She struggled inwardly: “We shouldn’t do this.”

“I am thirty-one this year. The last time I hugged you like this was four years ago. We have done it, whether it was right or wrong.”

Zhu Xi held her soft br*asts and rubbed them gently, sighing and kissing her lips: “I am going crazy thinking about it.”

The warm and cool tongue probed into her mouth. Lin Wan tilted her head, forced to endure Zhu Xi’s awkward and eager kiss, unable to speak.

Her breath was deprived bit by bit. Lin Wan grabbed his hand, and her face flushed, and soon, her body softened by the palm on her breast.

Zhu Xi bit her lips, looked at her blurred eyes, peeled off her clothes, and reached out to rub her plump br*asts.

Lin Wan trembled slightly when her cold palm touched her soft and warm skin, and she unconsciously let out a low moan from her throat. She wanted to pull the hand away from her chest, but the desire that had not been relieved for a long time made her whole body soften. She unconsciously raised her chest and pushed her breast flesh into his palm.

Zhu Xi swallowed in his throat, released her lips, bit her earlobe, and sighed: “So soft, how could Mother so soft.”

Her breasts were full of milk from feeding her children, plump and soft, really tempting; even the n*pples and a circle of ar*ola were bigger than those of her daughter, who had not given birth.

Zhu Xi used two fingers to pinch the bright red n*pples and lifted them, lowering his head from behind to take a closer look. His mouth was watering for a while, and he wanted to taste it. But he didn’t dare. Meat must be eaten bite by bite. If he dared to bury his head in her breasts like a b*by, she would slap him if he angered her.

Zhu Xi lifted Lin Wan’s skirt, and his palm slid down her smooth thighs into the gurgling stream of spring water. After searching for a long time, he finally found the correct position to insert his fingers. He didn’t know how to proceed slowly and inserted three long fingers at once. Lin Wan opened her mouth and cried softly, and her insides contracted and spit out a large stream of water.

Zhu Xi sighed, “It’s so moist. It went in without any effort.”

When ordinary princes reach the coming-of-age, they have to be taught by female officials about s*x, but Zhu Xi was spared this because of his leg disease and because he had no interest in sex between men and women. The time he had sex with Lin Wan when he was 27 was the first and only time in his life, so his movements were unfamiliar, like a young boy who had just tasted lust and found everything strange. However, his sturdy body and the wild thing under him showed that he was already a man.

Lin Wan dared not treat him as an ignorant young man because she knew best how skilled he was. She was still scared when she thought of that night. The slightly rough, long fingers rubbed the inner wall of the soft hole everywhere. Zhu Xi carefully felt Lin Wan’s moist, gentle body and whispered: “I want to see what Mother is like below.”

Lin Wan’s waist and legs were trembling because of his rubbing. She almost couldn’t sit still. She held back her moans and stammered: “Don’t, don’t say anything. If you want it, hurry up…”

She wanted it, so Zhu Xi gave it to her. He pulled out his fingers: “As Mother ordered.”

He pushed the wheelchair to the bedside and let Lin Wan face the bed. He held her waist with one hand and made her press forward and tilt her hips. He unb*ttoned his pants and took out the swollen, red, hard object. He aimed the thick gl*ns at the hole and squeezed it in. The water overflowed. Lin Wan supported herself on the edge of the bed, raised her head, and moaned before Zhu Xi picked up her waist.

He took off his gentle and elegant shell, grabbed her arms and put them around his neck, held her waist, and began to move up and down on his thick and long p*nis.

Although his knees were injured, his waist was powerful, causing Lin Wan’s b*ttocks to shake. She bit her lips and was unable to suppress the comfortable moan.

He had no skills and only did it roughly, but Lin Wan’s body liked it. Zhu Xi panted and asked in her ear: “Are you comfortable, Mother?”

He pressed her bulging belly and worriedly said: “Will it hurt if it’s too deep? Do you want me to go slower?”

He asked nicely, but Lin Wan was speechless. His thing was stiff and hot, and it made her come in a short while. Her v*gina shrank and bit him tightly, and was violently f*cked open, straight into the mouth’s ut*rus before pulling out, as if pushing open a poor fat clam.

Zhu Xi might have been a monk in his previous life with a shallow desire and would not usually relieve himself. He only dreamed of it occasionally and woke up in the morning with a bag of thick s*men in his pants. But false dreams could not resist true carnal desires after all. Zhu Xi held Lin Wan in an intimate posture, like a person about to freeze to death in the snow, tightly hugging a bright and fierce warm fire. He tried hard to melt this fire into his body at that moment.

The candlelight on the wall gradually burned out. Lin Wan had the strength to sit on Zhu Xi at first, but later she was f*cked to lie on the bed, with her side face against the mattress, only her buttocks still sitting on his cr*tch, and he held her waist and put her vagina on the penis covered with semen.

The desire acc*mulated for many years was not easy to satisfy. The fleshy buttocks went up and down, up and down, and the transparent l*quid splashed w*t his pants. Zhu Xi lowered his head and could see how the ripe vagina was trembling and biting him and swallowing him. But he didn’t like this position, so he pulled her up again and held her in his arms, face to face.

The gold hairpin on Lin Wan’s head was nowhere to be found. Her forehead was against Zhu Xi’s chin, and she moaned softly, like a willow. There was no trace of the dignified manners of the Empress Dowager.

Zhu Xi loved her this way the most. He kissed her lips with satisfaction and called her name softly.

Mother.

Wan Wan.

The heavy snow reflected the moonlight and spread it on the earth. The maid of Renshou Palace looked at the vast snow, quietly closed the window, turned off the candles, and stopped waiting because she knew that the palace’s owner would not come back tonight.

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Author notes:
The extra story of Wan Wan and Old Second ends here. Honestly, I didn’t expect so many people to like this couple. Everyone had their little quirk.