Queen of flowers - chapter 117
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“What color does Wang Ye like? What style?”
The two happily talked about pouches. Feng Liao was very involved in helping her choose materials, and embroidery styles, so Yong Ruo felt that she was making it with her boyfriend.
Yong Ruo’s needlework was not that good. Since she had to embroider, she couldn’t finish making the pouch at night, so she slowly did it every day.
On the third night, when the sky was dark, they finally arrived at Tangquan Villa. After supper, Yong Ruo finally made the pouch and gave it to Feng Liao.
Feng Liang took the pouch, looked at it with joy, and carefully held it in his arms.
When lying in bed with Yong Ruo at night, Feng Liao also let her close her eyes, “Benwang have a gift for you!”
Yong Ruo guessed what he was going to do. She closed her eyes obediently, and praised Feng Liao in her heart. He was learning, good!
Yong Ruo felt that Feng Liao was holding her two arms, getting closer and closer to her.
His breath, gently sprayed on her face and gave her a slightly hot feeling.
His soft and moist lips, gently kissed her, and after a short pause, he was about to withdraw.
Yong Ruo didn’t give him a chance to withdraw. She stretched out her arms, wrapped them around his neck, pulled him towards her, raised her head slightly, and held him gently with her lips.
Feng Liao quickly learned this kind of lip-and-mouth game, and was very happy with her. It was when he felt that the restlessness in his body was surging like a tide, did he hold Yong Ruo’s shoulders, and quickly withdrew from her lips.
Yong Ruo gasped slightly, feeling her heart beat fast. She looked at Feng Liang’s flushed cheeks, heard his equally rapid breathing, and felt that at this moment, any hesitation and withdrawal was a waste of time.
She raised her arm, trying to circle his neck again and pulled him towards her.
Feng Liao quickly pressed her hand, then pulled the quilt over her and covered her tightly in the quilt, revealing only her head.
“No! No!” He buried his face in the quilt, he didn’t dare to look at her at all. His voice was stuffy, but his tone was firm, and his hands were still firmly pressed against her quilt.
“Liao …” Yong Ruo’s voice was slightly low-dumb, revealing inexplicable sensuality. But as soon as she said that, Feng Liao covered her mouth.
“Don’t talk!” Feng Liao still buried his face in the quilt and said rudely.
Yong Ruo kissed his palm.
Feng Liao quickly retracted his hand, like it was an electric shock, and continued to press the quilt.
He finally lifted his head from the quilt, looked at her, and whispered very seriously, “Don’t make trouble!”
But his cheeks were still flushed, his eyes glowed with water, his breathing was still short, and he looked less serious.
Yong Ruo was trapped under the quilt, looked at him, and blinked innocently, “I’m not making trouble! I just want to be closer to you.”
Feng Liao looked at her, almost silent. He breathed lowly and threatened with a slightly hoarse voice, “If you do that again, I’ll have my first night with you in advance!”
Yong Ruo continued to look at him innocently, “Why can’t we have our first night in advance? Didn’t Yu Fang Lang say that it is difficult for me to give birth to a child? In this case, the prerequisites you made for the promise are wrong. Why do we need to keep it?”
Feng Liao looked at her with obvious tangles and struggles on his face, “But … in case? What if you remember it wrong?”
Yong Ruo sighed softly, “Is Wang Ye unwilling to give up or do not want to believe me?”
Feng Liao felt a little confused. He buried his face in the quilt again, continued to press the quilt, and said dumbly, “You let me think about it. Go to sleep!”
Yong Ruo was a bit helpless and moved. She looked at the top of the quilt, took a deep breath, calmed her heartbeat and breathing, and said hoarsely, “Alright!”
The atmosphere had been destroyed and she was very tired. What could she do besides saying alright? This could only be left for tomorrow!
What should she do tomorrow?
It was the hot spring village. There was a pond … should she use her wet body to seduce him?
There were two lines of an ancient poem flashing in her mind.
Washing her creamy skin with slippery water of the warm spring.
As she was languorous, a maid helped her out of the spa.
Miao:
Poem Chang Hen Ge (長恨歌; lit. “Song of Everlasting Regret”) by Bai Jiyu. It retells the love story between Emperor Xuanzong of Tang and his favorite concubine Yang Guife
REFERENCE: http://www.musicated.com/syh/TangPoems/EverlastingRegret.htm
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newbookeveryday
this mc is so indecisive. every few chapters she makes this crazy decision based off her sometimes wrong theory. how does sleeping with him help her?? wont this cause more feelings? I won’t get into how she’s in the body of a 14 yo with a future mindset trying to get a minor. but I dont see how this is anything other than jumping into a pit….