Finest Servant

Chapter 233 Teasing

The warmth of the lotus tent, the waves of red pleasure, Qiaoqiao tightly wrapped around her big brother, completing her transformation from a girl to a woman.

She nestled in her big brother's arms with infinite satisfaction, her pure white body still retaining a faint pink hue from the excessive pleasure. She pressed her hot little face tightly against Lin Wanrong's chest, full of deep affection, and said, "Big brother, Qiaoqiao is the happiest woman in the world—"

Lin Wanrong pulled her body closer into his arms, allowing her soft, tender breasts to press against his chest. He smiled and said, "Silly girl, this is just the beginning. The good days are still ahead. Wait until you're ninety years old, when your teeth have all fallen out, then say these words. That's the real deal."

Qiaoqiao smiled joyously, pushing her body as hard as she could into his arms. "Big brother, I love listening to you talk."

Nonsense, who wouldn't like sweet words? Qiaoqiao's little face was pink, her smile blooming like a flower. Her white and tender breasts were pressed together, the delicate buds gently rubbing against his skin, and the desire that had not yet subsided slowly rose again.

Qiaoqiao was so close to him that she could feel the heat of his desire. She let out a surprised cry and quickly buried her blushing face in his chest.

Lin Wanrong chuckled, leaned into Qiaoqiao's hot ear, and whispered, "Little darling, how did it feel just now? Was it comfortable?"

Qiaoqiao let out a soft moan, not daring to raise her head. Her face was flushed, slowly rubbing against his chest, and she said in a voice as thin as a mosquito's, "Big brother, you're so bad. You teased Qiaoqiao so much earlier, it was so embarrassing."

Lin Wanrong laughed, slowly kneading and rubbing her buttocks, and said with a lecherous smile, "Little darling, where is this teasing? The joy of the marital chamber is a major principle of human relations, the most private pleasure. Even the saints like to do this."

Listening to his nonsense, Qiaoqiao felt shy in her heart, but she held him tightly. Her big brother was her world, and she liked whatever he said.

Lin Wanrong took out a small colored booklet from his clothes. It was the dual cultivation manual that old man Wei had given him, and he began to read it slowly.

"Big brother, what are you reading?" Qiaoqiao poked her little head out and asked.

Lin Wanrong chuckled, "I'm reading a good book, hehe, you've seen it before."

Qiaoqiao took a look and immediately saw the two naked little figures on the booklet. She let out a soft cry and quickly buried her face in his chest, not daring to raise her head. She had indeed seen this booklet before, and it was also when her big brother was up to no good. Seeing it again now, she was still extremely shy.

Lin Wanrong knew that this little girl was shy and would definitely not study this erotic manual with him. ‘Alas, the capable have to work harder. It seems I'll have to learn it myself and then experiment with my little darling.’

Qiaoqiao covered her cheeks and said, "Big brother, you must not look at these things in the future. They're so embarrassing."

Lin Wanrong sighed, "Little darling, you know, your big brother is a very diligent and studious person. My desire for new knowledge is like my desire for my little darling, sincere and passionate, full of fervor."

His sweet words were like a deadly poison to Qiaoqiao. Overjoyed, she clung to him tightly, her full breasts rubbing against his body. Her beautiful eyes were brimming, as if they were about to overflow with tears.

"The ancients said, 'One should learn as long as one lives.' Now, facing this completely unfamiliar knowledge, how can we be stuck in our old ways? Of course, we should absorb it like nutrients," he said confidently. As he flipped through the booklet, he taught Qiaoqiao: "Tonight, the wind is high and the night is dark. We are both naked. Let's study this knowledge together. Alas, I haven't reviewed for a long time, I'm rusty. Today, I only used one position, a failure!"

Qiaoqiao's face turned red with embarrassment. She pressed her cheek against his chest, her body burning like fire. She softly said, "Big brother, you can read if you want." She covered her cheeks, shyly saying, "However you want to tease, Qiaoqiao will follow you."

Was there a better aphrodisiac than this? Lin Wanrong flipped her over and pressed her under him. He kissed her lips and laughed, "Little darling, the position we just used is called 'Chanfu.' There are some better ones—"

Qiaoqiao was pressed under him. She had just become a bride today, her whole body was extremely sensitive. Their intense affection and this naked contact stirred up a passionate fire. Her cherry-red lips slightly parted, she was panting and trembling, "Big brother, Qiaoqiao will always be yours—"

Facing such a docile and cute girl, what else could Lin Wanrong say? He kissed her cherry lips fiercely, but his hands were surprisingly gentle, holding her tightly in his arms, gently caressing her.

Qiaoqiao's nose twitched, waiting for a long time without any movement. She opened her eyes and saw her big brother smiling at her. Lin Wanrong lovingly stroked her hair and whispered in her ear, "Silly girl, it's your first time today. Do you think your big brother is that kind of person who doesn't know the limits?"

"Big brother—" Qiaoqiao was both surprised and delighted, her eyes filled with joyful tears. Her face was full of happiness. She felt that she had married the best husband in the world.

‘This girl is really easy to satisfy,’ Lin Wanrong sighed in his heart. Qiaoqiao was a virgin, how could she withstand another wave of grace? He said these words to add some fun to their bedroom. Although he was always joking, his love for this girl was from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Wanrong smiled slightly, pulled Qiaoqiao into his arms, and stroked her smooth back and jade legs, taking a little advantage. The two of them spoke sweet and intimate words, making the girl both shy and happy, clinging to him even more passionately. Their deep affection was evident.

Listening to Qiaoqiao's soft whispers in his ear, Lin Wanrong felt a sense of contentment. What does one ask for in a lifetime? This simplest joy is the most precious. He sighed softly in his heart, kissed Qiaoqiao's face, and endless tenderness surged in his heart. The tenderness of this night was not to be shared with outsiders.

The next morning, Qiaoqiao got up early. She sat in front of the dressing table, her face shy. She buttoned up her long shirt and slowly tied up her long hair [TL: A sign of a married woman.] From today on, she was a real wife. Her face was shy and smiling, her eyebrows like distant mountains, her eyes like spring water. Her face, like a jade plate, was dyed with two blushes. Her eyes were tender and clear as water, still carrying some lingering spring feelings.

Overnight, Qiaoqiao matured both mentally and physically. She became more charming and alluring, with a hint of maturity. Her eyes were filled with the allure of spring, making her even more captivating. She was completely different from the naive girl she used to be. Lin Wanrong looked at her exquisite body hidden under her robe, her perky chest, and her curvaceous hips, all of which were the highlights of their love from the previous night. Imagining the silky softness, he couldn't help but swallow, "My little darling, how did you become so charming overnight? The results of my efforts last night are truly astonishing."

Qiaoqiao seemed to feel his gaze and turned to smile at him, "Big brother, are you awake?" Her lips were painted with a fresh red, enticingly bright. Her curvaceous body was as tempting as it had been the previous night. ‘Was this girl trying to tempt me? Doesn't she know that my morning arousal is always prominent?’

Lin Wanrong walked behind Qiaoqiao, embraced her slender waist, and chuckled, "Darling, you are incredibly beautiful." Qiaoqiao was now his wife. Hearing his passionate words, she felt a mix of surprise and shyness, "Big brother, why did you wake up so early? Why didn't you sleep a bit more?"

Lin Wanrong reached into her small clothes, gently pressing her soft breasts, "I wanted to see my little darling." Qiaoqiao let out a soft sigh, her body going limp. She was no longer the naive virgin she used to be. The passion of the previous night had ignited the flame in her heart. Now, on the morning of their wedding, facing his mischievous hands, how could she resist?

Qiaoqiao let out a soft sigh, her fragrance filling Lin Wanrong's nostrils, "Big brother—don't—oh, I heard sister Ning already got up—oh, she will laugh at me—oh—" Lin Wanrong was in high spirits, ready to exercise with his little darling in the morning. Hearing Qiaoqiao's words, he remembered that Luo Ning was still downstairs. He thought, ‘Did this little girl really sleep downstairs last night? She must have suffered. I'm always vigorous when I'm in the mood. She must have felt the vibration of the floor.’

"How do you know she's up?" Lin Wanrong stopped his playful hand and laughed, "Do you have x-ray vision?" Qiaoqiao picked up a new robe she had made herself and gently helped him put it on. She softly said, "I've been with sister Ning for many years, so I naturally know her habits. She gets up early every day to write and paint. When she's in a bad mood, she plays the zither. I just heard her moving on the stairs. I wanted to go see her, but—" She blushed and didn't finish her sentence. Lin Wanrong understood. This little girl was shy. She had just become a wife and was shy about being affectionate with him under the watchful eyes of her close friend.

Lin Wanrong held her hand and lovingly stroked her hair, "What's there to be embarrassed about? We are in love and married. There's nothing to hide." Qiaoqiao blushed like a blood jade, lightly pinched his hand, and looked at him helplessly. In Lin Wanrong's eyes, her look was full of teasing.

As the two of them were sharing a loving moment, Qiaoqiao had already helped him dress. She carefully smoothed out the wrinkles in his clothes. Just as Lin Wanrong was about to tease her, he heard the soft strumming of a string instrument. A melancholic female voice gradually approached, gently entering his ears:

"Dispelling all worries, Su E prepares for the night.

No dust rises, the ground is as smooth as cream.

The path is revisited, as if it were a scene before a lamp.

Love is like water, the small building is filled with the scent of the quilt, and the spring dream is in the song."

The song of resentment from the boudoir was sung with such poignant beauty that it twisted one's heartstrings. It was as if the melancholic face was right before one's eyes, allowing one to see the tear stains on her face.

Qiaoqiao sighed softly, "Why would Sister Ning sing this song?"

Lin Wanrong was surprised, "Is this sung by Luo Ning?"

Qiaoqiao nodded and held his hand, "Big brother, it seems Sister Ning has a lot on her mind. Let's go down and talk to her."

‘If you saw me and Luo Ning in bed, you would definitely not be able to bear it,’ Lin Wanrong sighed inwardly. ‘Luo Ning, this little girl, why would she listen to such a lewd sound last night? Now she's upset. I have to admit, I'm also to blame. I'm too outstanding, it would be hard for her not to hear. Being too strong as a man is also a sin.’

Qiaoqiao held his hand and they descended the stairs together. Luo Ning was sitting in front of a gauze window, a guqin in front of her. Her slender fingers lightly plucked the strings, her eyes like autumn water were shrouded in a layer of mist, her beautiful face carried a hint of sadness as she quietly gazed out of the window.

Lin Wanrong naturally knew what was on her mind, but he couldn't be blamed for this. Qiaoqiao and he were husband and wife, and this day would have come sooner or later. Last night just happened a bit earlier, and they made a bit too much noise, and it just so happened that Luo Ning was here to hear it.

"Sister Ning—" Qiaoqiao called out shyly.

Luo Ning's body trembled slightly, and she slowly turned around. The first thing she saw was Qiaoqiao's high bun.

She looked at Lin Wanrong with complex eyes, and smiled, "Congratulations, Sister Qiaoqiao."

Qiaoqiao blushed, lowered her head, and quickly walked a few steps to hold her hand, "Sister Ning, you're teasing me too."

Under her shy and charming demeanor, her eyebrows were like a painting, her face was pretty, and she was filled with joy and shyness. The strong sense of spring unintentionally radiated from her eyes. In just one night, she had transformed from a naive girl into a radiant young woman. This change surprised Luo Ning, who was familiar with her. With Qiaoqiao's pure and charming appearance, conquering any man wouldn't be difficult. Just look at how Brother Lin was leering at her.

Luo Ning gave a bitter smile, glanced at Lin Wanrong, and said meaningfully, "I'm not teasing you. Seeing how happy and fortunate you are, I don't even have time to be envious!"

Qiaoqiao didn't understand the meaning of her words, but she knew from her song that Sister Ning was troubled. She held her hand and bravely said, "Sister, you're beautiful and a renowned talented woman. There's no need for you to envy anyone. If you give the word, all the good gentlemen in Jinling City are waiting for you to choose. I'm afraid you'll be spoiled for choice."

Upon seeing the happy faces of her sister in the boudoir, Luo Ning's lips moved as if she wanted to speak, but in the end, she dared not utter a word.

‘This little girl lacks courage. If it were me, I would have grabbed Qiaoqiao and loudly declared, 'I don't fancy anyone else, only your husband. I want to compete with you for him.' Then my dear Qiaoqiao would be in a dilemma. Given Qiaoqiao's personality, she would definitely not compete with Luo Ning. She would surely say, 'Sister Ning, since you also like big brother, why don't we share him? I can't handle him alone. He kept me up half the night yesterday, oh, it's so embarrassing. We, like the two empresses, could share one husband and create a beautiful story. What do you think?'’

Lin Wanrong's face was full of spring light as he thought about this, but then he was startled: ‘Damn, if Luo Ning also followed me, wouldn't I be slept by Qiaoqiao one day and then by Luo Ning the next? It's really difficult. It's better for the three of us to sleep together.’ He grinned and laughed lewdly, causing both Luo Ning and Qiaoqiao to be startled.

"Big brother, what are you laughing at?" Qiaoqiao asked curiously as he remained silent.

"Sleeping together, oh, I mean the poetry competition. I was saying that Miss Luo will surely find a good husband at the poetry competition and return satisfied." Lin Wanrong wiped his cold sweat, glad that he was quick-witted, otherwise, he would have given himself away.

Qiaoqiao giggled and said, "Big brother is right. There will be countless talents at the poetry competition. Sister Ning will surely get what she wishes for. I'm looking forward to hearing good news from you."

Upon hearing Lin Wanrong mention the poetry competition, Luo Ning suddenly remembered what he had promised her last night. She felt much better and grabbed Qiaoqiao's hand, but her gaze fell on Lin Wanrong.

A blush spread across Luo Ning's face, and she bit her silver teeth shyly, "Big brother, I will always remember what you said to me."

"Big brother, what did you say to Sister Ning that she can't forget?" Qiaoqiao asked teasingly.

Lin Wanrong laughed carelessly, "Oh, nothing much. I just told her to sleep early."

Upon hearing the words 'sleep early', Luo Ning seemed to remember something. She whimpered softly, and her face turned even redder.

‘Sure enough, this little girl heard it. I'm at a loss,’ Lin Wanrong chuckled to himself. Qiaoqiao had no idea that Luo Ning had eavesdropped on their intimate moment. Seeing Luo Ning's shy look, she couldn't help but ask, "Sister Ning, what's wrong?"

Luo Ning didn't dare to lift her head. Her face was flushed red. She hurriedly said, "Oh, nothing. Big brother, did you sleep well last night?"

‘That question doesn't seem like something you should ask.’ Lin Wanrong looked at Qiaoqiao awkwardly and laughed lightly, "Little darling, did you sleep well last night?"

"Ah—" Both women screamed in surprise, their faces turning red. Qiaoqiao nestled in Lin Wanrong's arms, not daring to lift her head.

Luo Ning's cheeks were burning, but she didn't know where she got the courage from. She stretched out her little hand and, while Qiaoqiao wasn't looking, she sneakily scratched Lin Wanrong's waist lightly. Her hand was warm and slightly trembling. The smooth touch was so enchanting that Lin Wanrong felt his bones soften.

‘This is too much, too much! My wife is right here, and you're openly teasing me? How can the women of this era be like this? I'm a decent man—I should at least wait until my wife leaves before doing anything.’

The atmosphere in the room was awkward yet romantic, and for Lin Wanrong, it was even more stimulating. Having an affair, especially in front of his wife, was something no man could resist. Luo Ning seemed to feel this atmosphere too. Her delicate body trembled slightly, and she was about to collapse into his arms.

"Big brother, big brother—" A rough voice suddenly called from downstairs, instantly waking up the two engrossed women.

Luo Ning's face turned red, and she quickly straightened her body, saying hurriedly, "Big brother, I'm going back first." She didn't dare let Qiaoqiao see her flushed face. With a twist of her body and light steps, she hurriedly ran downstairs.

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