Chapter 52

Yang Lulong and Wanniang were seated together on the daybed.

They had not been locked inside for very long, yet every second felt like a year to Yang Lulong.

The aphrodisiac incense growing steadily stronger in the air seemed to affect only Kunze. Under its influence, Wanniang pressed herself tightly against Yang Lulong, resting her head on her shoulder while struggling to suppress her increasingly rapid breathing.

Yang Lulong sat rigidly upright. All she could do was hold Wanniang’s hand and comfort her.

“Just wait a little longer… We’ll be rescued soon…”

She repeated the words incessantly, both for Wanniang and herself.

Fortunately, they had formed a mating bond. Wanniang’s scent could no longer overwhelm Yang Lulong’s mind and rob her of reason. Even so, its allure remained—and it was growing stronger by the moment.

“It’s so hot…” Wanniang murmured, her face bright red as she rubbed herself pleadingly against Yang Lulong’s shoulder.

Yang Lulong continued holding her burning hand and stroking it reassuringly.

“Just wait a little longer…” That was all she could say. Seeing Wanniang suffer made her heart ache as well.

“Hold me…” Wanniang rubbed against her again.

Hearing her request, Yang Lulong took a deep breath and forced all improper [unauthorized copy]thoughts from her mind. Only after strengthening her resolve did she gather Wanniang into her arms and gently stroke her back.

Why had that servant not returned yet?

What if he had simply run away and abandoned them?

“Long… I feel awful…” Wanniang murmured from inside her embrace.

Yang Lulong tightened her arms around her. Afraid that her resolve would crumble, she did not dare meet Wanniang’s eyes.

“Endure it a little longer…” she repeated.

Wanniang raised her eyes and stared at her. Although she understood that Yang Lulong refused to look at her because she feared losing control, it still left Wanniang feeling slightly aggrieved.

She lowered her eyes and fell silent, burying her face against Yang Lulong’s neck.

Every minute and every second that followed was torment for them both…

Meanwhile, inside another room on the second floor, several freshly prepared dishes had been arranged on the table before Li Wuyue.

Her tall body sat awkwardly on a round stool, and the tabletop seemed rather low for her.

“Go ahead and eat. Don’t be shy.” Du Juan filled a bowl with rice and offered it to her.

Li Wuyue remained somewhat wary. She looked at the bowl being held before her, then at Du Juan, but refused to accept it.

Seeing how guarded she was, Du Juan did not rush her. Instead, she picked up some food with her chopsticks and held it before Li Wuyue’s mouth.

“Would you like to try some?”

The fragrant food was offered directly before her. Li Wuyue had not eaten anything all day, and her stomach was already growling loudly.

With her immature mind, she was immediately tempted. She opened her mouth and ate the food.

Once she tasted how delicious it was, her appetite grew even stronger. She finally accepted the rice bowl and began devouring the meal.

While Li Wuyue was absorbed in the food, Du Juan sat beside her and carefully studied her.

Her cheeks were stuffed until they bulged, bouncing adorably as she chewed. The way she hunched her tall body over the low table to reach the dishes also looked rather comical.

What interested Du Juan even more was her clothing. The fabric of her white robes was clearly of the highest quality and embroidered with exquisite patterns. Yet despite being so finely dressed, she did not have a single coin on her.

Du Juan slowly rose and left the room.

The moment she closed the door behind her, a man dressed in clothing as flamboyant as hers approached.

“Well, little sister? How did it go?” His seductive eyes settled on Du Juan.

“She didn’t have anything except this.”

Du Juan produced a jade pendant from somewhere. It was carved from white jade, round in shape, and engraved with the Li family name.

The man accepted the pendant and examined it closely.

“We’ve struck gold this time. She might be the rumored daughter of Squire Li.”

“Are you planning to return her and extort a large reward from her family?”

“Tsk. My dear little sister, why are you so foolish?” The man returned the pendant to her. “Wouldn’t you receive far more if you married into the Li family?”

“What do you mean, Brother?”

“You should get this little fool to…”

“No!” Du Juan interrupted him immediately.

“You don’t have to form a real mating bond. Just put on an act and deceive her family. Tell them this little fool did that with you. She looks completely dim-witted, so she surely won’t understand such things. You only need to coax her.”

“…” Du Juan was deeply reluctant to accept her brother’s proposal. “I don’t want to…”

“Oh, little sister, why must you be so unreasonable? If you won’t sleep with her, I will.”

He reached for the door, but Du Juan immediately stopped him.

“Fine. I’ll do it…”

Even she did not understand why she was so unwilling to let her brother enter. Yet whenever she imagined Li Wuyue marrying him, an inexplicable anger rose inside her.

Du Juan already had one foot inside the room when her brother caught her arm.

“Be quick. Once her family arrives, you won’t have another opportunity,” he reminded her.

Du Juan entered the room.

Li Wuyue was now slumped over the table, apparently unconscious.

Du Juan sighed helplessly and struggled to move her onto the bed.

She gazed at the youthful face before her. In her sleep, Li Wuyue appeared even more docile and adorable.

Driven by curiosity, Du Juan bent down and carefully inhaled Li Wuyue’s scent.

It was floral, though she could not identify the particular flower. It smelled similar to jasmine, yet it was not quite the same.

However, the scent did not seem to affect her at all.

She remembered her brother telling her that the more compatible [stolen content]a Qianyuan and Kunze were, the more helplessly captivated they would become from merely smelling the faintest trace of each other’s scent.

It seemed she and Miss Li were not destined for one another.

Du Juan removed an antidote from her sleeve and fed it into Li Wuyue’s mouth.

She glanced at the small amount of food remaining on the table. Li Wuyue had eaten so much before the drug finally took effect that it would probably be some time before the antidote awakened her.

“Long… let’s do it…”

Hearing such words emerge from Wanniang’s mouth made Yang Lulong wonder if she was dreaming.

She lowered her head and met Wanniang’s pitiful gaze, feeling both helpless and uncertain.

“But… what if that servant returns with the people from his household?”

“Then we’ll do it quickly…” The aching emptiness in Wanniang’s lower abdomen made her clutch urgently at Yang Lulong’s collar.

“Do it quickly? Mmph!”

Before Yang Lulong had an opportunity to accept or refuse, Wanniang placed a hand between her thighs.

Under Wanniang’s caresses, the cock beneath Yang Lulong’s clothes gradually hardened, pushing against her robe and forming a distinct bulge.

“Yu’er… Mmm… wait…” Yang Lulong caught the hand misbehaving between her legs and read the original at bailiantales.com struggled to calm her rising desire.

“Just for a little while…”

Wanniang tried to free her hand, but she had too little strength to resist Yang Lulong.

“I feel horrible… Yang Lulong, I want you…”

She gazed pleadingly at Yang Lulong with tears shimmering in her eyes.

The moment Yang Lulong faltered in surprise, Wanniang slipped free and climbed onto her lap.

She hurriedly began removing her clothes, swiftly untying her sash. Yang Lulong wanted to stop her but did not know where to place her hands, leaving them hovering helplessly in the air.

Seizing the opportunity, Wanniang looped the sash around Yang Lulong’s wrists and held the bound hands with one of her own.

Yang Lulong stared at her in astonishment.

She could only watch eagerly as her wife straightened and removed the hairpin from her head. The sight of Wanniang’s long hair cascading down around her, making her look irresistibly seductive, set Yang Lulong’s heart pounding.

While she was still dazed, Wanniang captured her lips and repeatedly sucked on them.

Sweet jasmine burst inside Yang Lulong’s mouth, filling it completely as though she had taken a deep mouthful of flower nectar.

Wanniang kissed her while removing her outer robe. By the time their lips separated, she was wearing stolen contentonly a thin undergarment. Her full breasts pressed against the delicate fabric, their hard nipples forming two distinct points beneath it.

She hurriedly tugged down her underpants, exposing half of her soft ass, then began frantically pulling at Yang Lulong’s clothing. Yang Lulong could not tell what she had done, but somehow, despite most of her clothes remaining on her body, her cock had been pulled free.

Wanniang raised her hips and lowered herself onto the rigid shaft.

“Ah…”

The cock plunged directly into her deepest point, its tip pressing against her cervix. Wanniang furrowed her brow in discomfort and released a pained moan.

“You’re too tight…” Yang Lulong looked at her worriedly.

Her cock was still dry, while her lover’s pussy was extremely tight. Forcing it inside without preparation was undoubtedly painful.

“Don’t move… You’re too big…” Wanniang complained, regaining a little clarity from the pain.

“Mmm…”

The soft inner walls contracted around the foreign object as though trying to push it out, yet they only clenched more tightly.

“I’m… about to come…”

Yang Lulong fought back her impending orgasm and arched her body, attempting to withdraw from Wanniang.

But Wanniang firmly held her in place.

“Don’t move… Ah…”

She was trapped in an unbearable position. Whether Yang Lulong moved forward or backward, the motion tugged painfully at her pussy.

“Darling, hurry and untie this.” Yang Lulong shook her wrists, which were still bound by the sash.

Enduring the pain, Wanniang removed the sash.

The moment Yang Lulong’s hands were free, she reached down with practiced ease and pinched the clit hidden between Wanniang’s folds.

“Ah!”

Wanniang clutched tightly at the fabric covering Yang Lulong’s shoulders.

As Yang Lulong rubbed the sensitive bud, more fluid began leaking from Wanniang’s pussy. Once sufficiently lubricated, her inner walls gradually stopped clenching so painfully.

Yang Lulong tried thrusting upward. However, with Wanniang’s entire body resting on top of hers, every movement required considerable effort, and she found it difficult to penetrate deeply.

If they truly had to finish quickly…

An idea suddenly occurred to her.

Yang Lulong immediately withdrew from Wanniang and embraced her, turning her around.

Before Wanniang could react, Yang Lulong had placed her on her hands and knees atop the daybed.

Yang Lulong held her slickened cock and stroked it several times, making it even harder.

“Mmm… Long?”

Wanniang looked back at her. They had never tried this position before, and it filled her with an inexplicable sense of shame.

With her ass raised, she looked exactly like a female cat in spring begging to mate.

Watching Yang Lulong guide her cock back inside made Wanniang so embarrassed that she wanted to bury herself somewhere.

Yang Lulong seized Wanniang’s waist and began thrusting. This position made it far easier to use her strength, allowing every stroke to reach the deepest part of Wanniang’s pussy.

The juices leaking from Wanniang’s entrance dripped onto the wooden surface of the daybed. More and more fluid accumulated, eventually running over the edge and onto the floor.

Under those hard, deep thrusts, Wanniang soon came. Her body trembled as muffled moans escaped her lips.

Before she could recover from the aftershocks of her orgasm, Yang Lulong pulled out and leaned over her.

“This may hurt a little. Endure it…”

She opened her mouth, bit down on Wanniang’s scent gland, and injected her scent.

“Ah! Mmm… Mmm!”

The combination of pain and pleasure made Wanniang’s tender pussy squirt even more fluid. The floor beneath the daybed became soaked with everything she had released.

Yang Lulong looked at the unconscious Wanniang and casually pulled up her underpants, tucking her still-erect cock back inside.

After cleaning the fluids from her wife’s body, she carried Wanniang to the bed and laid her down comfortably.

Yang Lulong then sat beside her, gazing at her lover’s sleeping face and remembering how seductive she had looked moments earlier.

She reached into her underpants, pulled her cock out again, and began stroking it…