Flower Stealing Master

(G: I don’t know what the author has against Huang Rong, but here ya go…)

Song Qingshu spread his hands and exclaimed, “I merely suggested that to make Great Hero Guo give up on chopping off the her—what other idea could I possibly have?”

“You know it yourself,” Huang Rong replied coldly with a snort.

“Alright, alright—I was just teasing you,” Song Qingshu laughed. “You’re overthinking it. In truth, I only wanted to indirectly show Great Hero Guo that I have an interest in Guo Fu. Would he really go so far as to chop off Fu’er’s hand, not giving face to me, his lifesaver?”

“Which father wouldn’t worry about his daughter? Do you really think Great Hero Guo would be willing to ch0p off little Fu’er’s hand? I’ve given him a way out, and with Yang Guo having clashed with you all this time, if you throw in a few more words of advice from the sidelines, the matter will be settled.”

“Besides, I was merely making a gesture. Do you honestly think I’m interested in that willful, capricious young lady? With so many charming confidantes around me, I’m even afraid I might inadvertently offend one of them—and get killed in the middle of the night.”

“Fu’er isn’t nearly as headstrong as you make her out to be,” Huang Rong said, her face instantly flushed with shame. “And besides, you shameless, lowdown b*stard—even if you do end up getting killed, fate will have its say.”

Drawing near with a drooling expression, Song Qingshu murmured, “If I really were killed, wouldn’t you be forced into widowhood?”

“Bah!” Huang Rong spat. “You’re not my husband.”

“True, I’m not your husband—but I am your man.” Song Qingshu rested his hands on her shoulders as his l!ps, both deliberately and inadvertently, brushed the sk!n at the nape of her neck.

“You… what are you trying to do?” Huang Rong’s voice trembled slightly.

“You know exactly what I want to do.” Song Qingshu’s b0dy pressed tightly against her back.

Feeling the heated response behind her, Huang Rong fell silent for a moment. After a long pause, she shook her head and said, “Not today—Brother Jing is next door.”

“So what?” Song Qingshu replied as he untied her hair bun and buried his head amid her flowing tresses, inhaling deeply.

Huang Rong was shocked by his boldness—she hadn’t expected him to be so daring. As her mind went blank, she suddenly felt a tightening across her chest; it turned out his large hand had already slipped into the opening of her garment.

“I beg you—please, not here…” Huang Rong pleaded while holding his hand. Becoming his l0ver already stretched her moral boundaries enough; with her husband just next door, she couldn’t allow him to run amok.

“Your plea is invalid,” Song Qingshu said in an unyielding tone.

“You acting so recklessly with our affair will sooner or later have it exposed. No—I’m changing my mind. I refuse to be your l0ver,” Huang Rong said angrily, her face burning with indignation.

Without another word, Song Qingshu pulled her ample, well-proportioned b0dy tightly into his embrace from behind and, his voice growing excited, said, “Rong’er, let me indulge in a bit of mischief this one time—I promise I won’t be so reckless again… Don’t you think your married life is far too dull? Such an experience might only come once in a lifetime—don’t you want to try?”

Overwhelmed by the heat of his masculine presence, Huang Rong felt half her b0dy weaken. And when she heard his devilishly seductive words, her heart began to race wildly. In her youth she had been famously impish and curious, eager to try all sorts of new experiences. Although she had reined in her impulses after marriage, her true nature still smoldered beneath—once ignited by a catalyst, it erupted like a volcano at the slightest spark.

Though her reason told her this was wrong, for some inexplicable reason she couldn’t bring herself to refuse. Only when he began undoing her belt did she finally come to her senses. Grabbing his hand as he proceeded with his misdeed, she hesitated for a moment before sighing softly, “Don’t unfasten my belt—if something happens later, I won’t have time to put it back on.”

At her words, a smug smile curled at the corner of Song Qingshu’s mouth. This coquettish married beauty was willingly cooperating—it meant she had already fallen.

Though surprised by her own words, Huang Rong felt a trembling thrill of forbidden excitement amidst her shame. At this point, as if giving in to her desires, she turned her b0dy, wrapped her arms around Song Qingshu’s neck, and offered her l!ps, passionately returning his k!ss.

Song Qingshu reached out to cup her butt0cks and lifted her upward. In response, Huang Rong spread her legs and wrapped them around his wa!st. Flushed and dizzy, she looked up at him and softly whispered, “Keep it quiet—don’t wake Brother Jing~”

Huang Rong’s face, as lovely as a peach blossom, radiated an astonishing charm, her glistening eyes seeming almost to overflow with moisture. 

How could Song Qingshu possibly hold back? 

Cradling her h!ps, he pressed her directly against the wall…

Puchak!

“Hnnggh~”

“Hmh!”

And the room soon filled with two simultaneous, satisfied, soft sighs.

Puchak…thut! Puchak…thut!

They collided with the wall, producing a muffled thud. 

Startled, Huang Rong’s beautiful features went pale as she hurriedly pricked up her ears to listen for any noise from next door. Seeing that Guo Jing had not reacted, she suddenly bit down fiercely on Song Qingshu’s shoulder and exclaimed, “You really are a b*stard—didn’t I tell you to keep it quiet?”

“I was just too excited,” Song Qingshu said, a strange smile flickering across his face. “A hypocritical w0man—you act all prim and proper with your lips, yet your b0dy is so passionately willing.”

Too ashamed to meet his gaze, Huang Rong buried her head in his shoulder and bit him again.

Realizing that any further teasing might truly anger the delicate beauty in his arms—after all, this was her first real breach of moral boundaries—Song Qingshu fell silent and deeply sheathed his member within her warn gloryhole with all his strength.

“Hmng~”

A fine sheen of sweat soon appeared over Huang Rong’s skin, accentuating the vibrant flush of her complexion. Before long, she hurriedly raised her hand to cover her mouth, deliberately stifling the melodious sounds of pleasure that were bubbling from her throat.

She had never experienced anything like this before—even though it had only just begun, her entire being had already reached the peak of pleasure. 

Sensing her reaction, Song Qingshu’s movements grew gentler.

Pa! Pa! Pa!

“Though a bit of a b*stard, he really is a gentle and considerate man,” Huang Rong murmured as she pressed her face against his chest, momentarily lost in a daze.

After a moment of calm, Song Qingshu asked with a wry smile, “Rong’er, have you rested enough?”

“Mm~,” Huang Rong replied softly, too shy to look into his eyes.

Carrying her into the room, Song Qingshu laid her across the table after sweeping aside the clutter with one hand. The crisp sound of the water cup and teapot toppling to the floor made her heart leap in alarm. Suddenly, a puzzled voice—Guo Jing’s—resounded from inside, “Rong’er, is that you out there?”

“Brother Jing, I—I accidentally knocked over the teapot,” Huang Rong improvised quickly, her mind racing faster than ever. In that moment her b0dy stiffened with fear that Guo Jing might come out to investigate.

To make matters worse, the man behind her suddenly thrust his shaft into her canal again.

Huang Rong nearly loathed Song Qingshu. In her mind she thought, ‘If Brother Jing sees me like this—so shameless—I might as well perish alongside him!’

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