Chapter 40

Wanniang awoke because of the heat.

Winter was almost here, so why had it suddenly become so unbearably hot?

She sat upright and weakly wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand. The moment she touched her skin, its scorching temperature startled her. She anxiously felt her cheeks and discovered that they were just as hot.

Her lips were dry, and her throat itched. She swallowed nervously, only for nothing to pass through her parched throat.

Realizing something was wrong, she became increasingly aware of the tea fragrance beside her.

Her heat had arrived…

Wanniang looked at the still-sleeping Yang Lulong and could not resist moving closer. She wanted to press against her and greedily claim every trace of that fragrance for herself.

Yet when she reached out and her burning fingertips touched Yang Lulong’s face, the sleeping woman frowned in displeasure.

Wanniang immediately withdrew her hand.

As her reason gradually returned, she pursed her lips in embarrassment, hurriedly left the bed, and fled from the room.

She still had many things to do that day, and Yang Lulong was sleeping so soundly that Wanniang could not bear to disturb her.

With her entire body burning, she went to the water jar.

The weather had grown cold, and even the water was bitterly frigid. Wanniang filled a basin and washed her face. The icy water striking her skin slightly eased the heat consuming her.

She swallowed several heat-suppressing pills. Once the burning sensation subsided, she returned to the medicine room and continued her work.

A considerable amount of time had passed by the time Yang Lulong awakened.

She had slept exceptionally well. Sitting up in bed, she stretched contentedly.

Wanniang normally rose early and could usually be found in the courtyard or medicine room tending her herbs. Yang Lulong would then chop firewood or draw water. Waking to find Wanniang absent was entirely normal.

What surprised her today was the extraordinarily powerful jasmine scent lingering where Wanniang had slept.

It was even stronger than when Wanniang herself was present.

Yang Lulong frowned and hurried from the room to find her.

She did not need to search for long. Following the scent immediately led her to Wanniang.

The moment she entered the medicine room, an overwhelming jasmine fragrance assaulted her nose.

Wanniang sat beside the table with her head resting on her folded arms. The medicinal herbs scattered across its surface were in complete disarray.

Yang Lulong slowly approached her. Bracing one hand against the table, she bent down and asked softly, “Do you want me to get your medicine?”

“It’s useless…” Wanniang answered weakly.

Her burning hand covered the one Yang Lulong had placed upon the table.

Wanniang raised her eyes. Her cheeks were flushed, and a layer of mist veiled her gaze.

“Help me…”

Gradually, her scent aroused Yang Lulong as well. A crimson flush crept across her neck, and her breathing grew heavier.

She leaned down until their lips met.

Wanniang immediately hooked her arms around Yang Lulong’s neck. Yang Lulong pulled her upright and shifted their positions until Wanniang was sitting halfway upon the table, her boneless body hanging from Yang Lulong.

Yang Lulong wrapped an arm around her waist, holding their bodies tightly together.

They did not separate until their faces had turned crimson from a lack of air.

Yang Lulong rested her forehead against Wanniang’s. Their dark eyes were so close that nothing could have fit between them, and each woman’s gaze contained only the other.

Being surrounded by the fragrance of tea made Wanniang feel safe. She gazed at Yang Lulong and smiled contentedly.

Yang Lulong returned the smile before leaning forward and kissing her again.

Her hand skillfully found Wanniang’s sash and deftly untied it. Wanniang’s outer robe slipped from her shoulders and landed on the table beneath her.

Yang Lulong slid both hands through the opening in her clothes, pressing her hot palms firmly against Wanniang’s equally heated waist.

The urge below stimulated Yang Lulong’s mind, but she had never been impatient during intimacy. She calmly removed Wanniang’s clothes one piece at a time.

Wanniang panted hotly, the mist in her eyes thickening with desire.

With Yang Lulong guiding her, she moved fully onto the table. The dried herbs beneath her crackled as they were crushed.

Soon, she was wearing nothing except her underpants, her upper body completely exposed before Yang Lulong.

Then Wanniang noticed the open window behind her.

Seeing the bright daylight outside made her blush even more deeply. She shyly covered her bare breasts and lowered her head.

“The window…”

Hearing her quiet murmur, Yang Lulong glanced behind herself.

Realizing Wanniang was embarrassed, she smiled teasingly and walked toward the window.

Once it was shut, the medicine room became considerably dimmer. Sunlight filtered through the carved openings in its wooden panels, casting speckled patterns across Yang Lulong’s slate-blue clothes.

She turned around and began removing them as she approached Wanniang.

Wanniang shifted restlessly while watching the undressing woman walk toward her. Under the influence of her heat, the room felt stiflingly hot, leaving her mouth and throat parched.

Yang Lulong pulled her into a tight embrace.

Their naked skin pressed intimately together, both their pale bodies covered in a rosy flush. Yang Lulong moved between Wanniang’s legs, her restless hands caressing the slender softness of her waist.

Already in heat and constantly being teased, Wanniang became increasingly needy. Yet while she still possessed some reason, she was too embarrassed to behave too eagerly.

She rested her slender hands lightly upon Yang Lulong’s bare shoulders, her fingertips [stolen content]stroking them almost unconsciously.

When Yang Lulong touched one of her nipples, Wanniang shuddered. Her loosely resting hands abruptly gripped Yang Lulong’s shoulders.

Her lower body was already drenched, yet the woman before her continued leisurely caressing her.

Wanniang tried to close her thighs and ease the torment between them, but Yang Lulong was standing in the way, making the sensation below even worse.

Yang Lulong knew perfectly well how desperately she was enduring it. Yet her hand continued misbehaving over Wanniang’s abdomen, stubbornly refusing to move any lower.

“You’re wicked…” Wanniang complained softly.

“Hm?” Yang Lulong smiled as her long fingers traced across Wanniang’s lower abdomen.

“…”

Wanniang bit her lip, her fingers digging deeply into Yang Lulong’s shoulders.

Her juices had soaked through her underpants, making the fabric cling uncomfortably to her pussy.

“Would you prefer to return to our bedroom?”

Yang Lulong pressed two fingers together and rubbed them along Wanniang’s slit through her underpants. Her lowered eyes watched Wanniang’s deeply flushed face.

“Or…”

Her hand abruptly slipped beneath the fabric and touched Wanniang’s swollen clit.

“Mm!”

The stimulation made Wanniang tremble and collapse against Yang Lulong’s chest.

“Would you rather do it here?” Yang Lulong asked mischievously, continuing to tease that sensitive spot.

“Mm…”

Wanniang pursed her lips without answering.

When no response came, Yang Lulong suddenly stopped moving.

Deprived of satisfaction, Wanniang looked at her unhappily.

“Whatever you want…” she finally forced out.

Yang Lulong slowly removed Wanniang’s soaked underpants, leaving her completely naked.

She stroked the pussy that refused to stop leaking juices and whispered in a low voice, “It’s been some time since we last did this…”

“Ah… Mm…”

Wanniang held Yang Lulong’s back, but her hand accidentally touched the scar there. She awkwardly withdrew it and began caressing another place instead.

The mention of their previous encounter made her burn with embarrassment.

Yang Lulong had tried to make love to her several times afterward, but Feng Aoshuang and the others had still been staying with them. Wanniang had ​unauthorized copy​been too embarrassed to agree, unwilling to be teased by Feng Aoshuang again.

Every time she remembered someone overhearing her shameless cries, she wanted to throw herself into a well.

Yang Lulong’s fingers slipped inside with ease. She pushed them deep into Wanniang’s pussy and played with its inner walls.

The sensation made Wanniang furrow her brows. A moan escaped before she could control it, so she pressed her lips firmly together and refused to release another sound.

The source of her torment continuously kissed those tightly sealed lips.

“You can cry out as much as you want now.”

Wanniang still refused to open her mouth.

Yang Lulong repeatedly stimulated her most sensitive places, deliberately trying to force a moan from her. But Wanniang was remarkably determined. Even when she climaxed and trembled uncontrollably, she still refused to release any sound of pleasure.

After several rounds, Wanniang continued stubbornly keeping her mouth shut, so Yang Lulong finally abandoned their little contest.

Her own lower body was painfully swollen. Her rigid cock strained with need, desperately craving the warmth of Wanniang’s pussy.

She helped Wanniang down from the table.

After climaxing several times, Wanniang’s legs were too weak to support her. Yang Lulong held her upright and positioned her however she pleased, embracing her from behind.

She aligned her cock with the pussy that had long since prepared itself, then slowly pushed her hips forward.

The rigid shaft slipped into that familiar place.

“Mm!”

Wanniang pressed her lips together. Being completely filled brought overwhelming pleasure, yet she stubbornly refused to open her mouth and release any lewd cries.

Yang Lulong moved her slender waist, driving powerfully into the deepest part of her pussy.

Wanniang bent over and braced both hands against the table while Yang Lulong repeatedly thrust deep inside her.

Her reason gradually slipped away.

Her tightly closed lips began to relax, and the sounds she had fought so hard to suppress finally escaped.

One moan after another spilled from her flushed lips. Her spread palms curled into fists as the woman behind her thrust with relentless strength.

The sound of their bodies colliding filled the medicine room, even louder than Wanniang’s shameless moans.

Jasmine and tea intertwined in the air, accompanied by the faint fragrance of medicinal herbs.

While thrusting her hips, Yang Lulong did not forget to rub Wanniang’s swollen clit.

The combined stimulation stripped away even more of Wanniang’s reason, making her obscene cries grow louder.

She could only pray that no one came looking for them today. Anyone who stepped through the gate would immediately hear the mortifying sounds emerging from the medicine room.

Despite the intensity of her thrusts, Yang Lulong’s cock remained just as hard as before.

Perhaps going so long without sex had made her unusually excited.

She embraced Wanniang and pulled her cock from her pussy, then lifted her onto the table. Its height was perfect, allowing Yang Lulong to enter her again with ease.

Wanniang collapsed across the medicine table. As her body landed upon it, the dried herbs beneath her produced a succession of crisp crackling sounds.

The sunlight filtering through the window gradually dimmed.

Wanniang could no longer remember how long they had been doing it. She knew only that the soreness throughout her body was becoming increasingly distinct.

Yang Lulong held Wanniang’s legs and repeatedly thrust forward. With every collision, the lines of her abdomen stood out sharply.

At last, the base of her cock began to swell. It formed a knot inside Wanniang’s tender, exhausted pussy, then began releasing streams of milky semen deep within her.

Wanniang lay limp across the table.

She seemed to have grown accustomed to the sensation and no longer complained that her lower abdomen felt unbearably full.

“Mm!”

Yet whenever another burst of scorching semen entered her, she still frowned in discomfort.

Yang Lulong stroked her lower abdomen, unable to stop touching its soft, tender flesh.

She remembered how thin Wanniang had been when she first arrived—so thin that every rib could almost be counted. She had grown considerably fuller since then…

Yang Lulong’s gaze unconsciously shifted toward Wanniang’s breasts as they rose and fell with her breathing.

They seemed to have grown a little larger too…

“Yang Lulong…” Wanniang covered the hand caressing her belly and slowly intertwined their fingers. “Help me up… Mm…”

When Wanniang sat upright, pieces of crushed herbs clung to her back. Yang Lulong brushed them away before pulling her into her arms.

Just as they were about to enjoy a quiet moment together, an uninvited visitor arrived.

“Wanniang?!” Xiaowen entered the courtyard as naturally unauthorized copy as though returning to her own home. “Little Yang?!”

Yang Lulong and Wanniang were still embracing.

Both remained completely naked, and Yang Lulong had not even withdrawn from Wanniang yet.

In perfect agreement, neither made a sound.

Hopefully, Xiaowen would assume no one was home and leave.

Unfortunately, another wave of Wanniang’s heat arrived at that precise moment.

The sudden surge of jasmine relentlessly aroused Yang Lulong. She looked at Wanniang in surprise.

Wanniang lowered her head and complained softly, “It’s my heat…”

“Wanniang?”

Xiaowen’s hearing was exceptionally sharp, and she immediately looked toward the medicine room.

Terrified, Wanniang hurriedly covered her mouth and did not even dare breathe.

Xiaowen’s footsteps drew closer. Her shadow passed across the medicine room’s window.

“Wanniang?”

She raised a hand and lightly knocked on the door, wondering whether Wanniang had become so engrossed in preparing medicine that she had failed to notice her arrival.

Before Xiaowen could push the door open, it opened from inside.

Yang Lulong stood as calmly as she could in the doorway, blocking Xiaowen’s view of the interior.

“Little Yang, where’s Wanniang?”

Fortunately, Xiaowen could not smell their scents. Otherwise, the jasmine and tea fragrances filling the room would have exposed everything.

“She… went out. She probably won’t return for ​read the original at bailiantales.com​a while,” Yang Lulong lied. “Did you need something?”

“What happened to your neck?” Xiaowen asked, staring at the red marks covering it.

Yang Lulong immediately covered her neck.

“Maybe mosquitoes…”

“…”

Xiaowen stared at her.

Winter was almost here. Where could mosquitoes possibly have come from?

She soon smiled knowingly and patted Yang Lulong’s shoulder.

“It’s fine. You’re already married. It’s perfectly normal… perfectly normal…”

Then her expression became serious.

“I came to tell you that the heat-suppressing pills we bought before don’t work. They may be counterfeit.”

“Counterfeit?” Yang Lulong asked in surprise.

No wonder Wanniang had said the medicine was useless.

“Worse, taking them may actually intensify the symptoms,” Xiaowen continued, her tone becoming uneasy.

Sister Fang had taken the pills several days earlier. Not only had they failed to help, but they had made her heat far more severe.

The pills appeared to be heat suppressants, but they were actually closer to aphrodisiacs. If medicine like this spread, it could cause tremendous harm.

“I’ll tell Wanniang,” Yang Lulong said solemnly.

“If you need help, come and find me. We bought that batch together, so I want to confront the shopkeeper too. I’d like to know what he meant by selling us counterfeit medicine.”

“All right…”

After seeing Xiaowen off, Yang Lulong turned back toward the medicine room.

Before she could tell Wanniang what she had learned, Wanniang suddenly kissed her.

Yang Lulong lost her balance and fell to the floor, with Wanniang landing on top of her.

Wanniang wore only a thin outer robe. Her entire body resembled a boiled river shrimp, her scorching skin flushed bright red.

Yang Lulong realized it had to be the medicine’s effects.

All her desire immediately vanished.

Seeing Wanniang in such a state filled her only with concern…