Chapter 2 - Wet (h)

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Chapter 2- Wet (h)

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The unknown liquid flowing out between her legs was warm and sticky, it immediately dampened her trousers. It made Feng’er’s face flush as she felt flustered and a little nervous.

Brother Jin caught all these changes with his eyes. He reluctantly spits out the index finger in his mouth. While holding her small hand in his palm, he stepped forward and lowered his head until the tip of his nose touched Feng’er’s forehead. He asked, “What happened to Little Feng’er?”

Feng’er was about to look up when she saw Brother Jin’s Adam’s apple roll up and down. She didn’t know why her heart skipped a beat. Her remaining empty hand subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, she whispered, “Brother Jin, my bottom… down there, it’s wet.” All the while looking at the boy’s Adam’s apple timidly.

The Adam’s apple suddenly rolled up and down rapidly, and before her eyes came the enlarged face of Brother Jin.

“Down? Down where? Is it here?” Brother Jin asked as his big hand covered Feng’er’s small hand that was placed on her abdomen.

“It’s not there… a little bit further down.”

Feng’er shook her head to deny. The big hand slowly moved down to the juncture below her abdomen and gently squeezed the soft flesh of that mound.

“Is it here?” Brother Jin pressed his body forward, almost sticking to Feng’er.

“It’s not… it’s… ah!” Feng’er wanted to shake her head again to deny, but as soon as she moved her head, she exclaimed.

Pressing his hand on her mound, he proficiently pulled off her belt and directly poke into the untainted holy land between her legs. There was no time for Feng’er to react. The fingers in her crotch had already divided its work and are in cooperation.

She can clearly feel how his index finger and ring finger separated the two pieces of her flesh to the left and right. His middle finger passed through the back court to accurately reach a small hole. She was fiddled with, circled, kneaded, and a greasy touch accompanied it each time.

Brother Jin’s breathing became heavy. While looking at Feng’er’s eyes, he rubbed the ingredients called “lust” on his fingertips. The desire below his waist, he didn’t know when, but it has also raised its head. It struggled to create a small tent on the young man’s crotch. The glans contended with the cloth but could not get out. It was so angry that it secreted out a stream of juice, which stained the trousers wet and created a round shape darker than its surroundings.

“So that’s where it is. You see, water is still coming out of here. Has Feng’er never been like this before? Haven’t touched it yourself? Have you been touched by other brothers before? Or am I the first to touch Little Feng’er’s cave hole?”

The sudden strange pleasure made Feng’er dizzy, ridding her of any extra thought to pay attention and answer Brother Jin’s string of questions.

All kinds of complex emotions gathered on Feng’er’s delicate face. The half-squinted, glazed phoenix eyes became even more attractive. Brother Jin couldn’t stand such stimulus. With a slight pick of his middle finger, he probed into Feng’er’s little spring eye. Even though he was excited, he still restrained his strength. He could only enter a knuckle and stopped attacking further. He bends the lucky finger back and forth, stirring the tender meat wantonly, and from time to time carefully poking the tender flesh within. The membrane was so agitated that Feng’er’s buttocks tightened reflexively, causing the tender hole to constrict vigorously, making Brother Jin’s fingers almost unable to move.

Facing the young man’s fun, Feng’er became miserable.

It was so comfortable from her thigh straight along the back of her spine, down to the shameful flesh between her legs that even her scalp is numb. It made her want to clamp and grind. However, “Don’t clamp,” Brother Jin’s voice and fingers inside, stopped her.

Feng’er couldn’t tell what kind of good feeling she was experiencing. She had read so little that she could not even compare anything to this kind of comfort. The good feeling was kind of like the pleasure aftermath of a long-held morning urine, the feeling of it finally being released after being held for a long time.

Looking down at Brother Jin’s fingers thrusting faster and faster, the pleasure is getting much stronger. The wet area between her thighs had already spread downwards. She almost can’t stand it anymore when suddenly, a trace of clarity returned to her mind—

I can’t let Brother Jin break me!

The body of a Butterfly Garden girl is for sale. If it doesn’t go to auction, it means her body had already been broken 1

“Brother Jin… um… I can’t stand it… you… you pull it out… I’m going to pee my pants…”

The stimulated Brother Jin recovered a bit of calmness. He was indeed afraid that a little more excitement would lead to an accident. While pulling out his finger, he whispered obscene words to her ears, “It turns out that my Little Feng’er can be so coquettish that she can climax with just a finger. Okay, brother will pull it out, let’s have a look at Feng er’s— Ah! How—! This is—!”

The hand that was pulled out was stained red with blood!

Brother Jin panicked. Could it be that he really broke Feng’er’s virginity?

Little Feng’er became silly. Could it be that she really lost it in the confusion?

Brother Jin’s head was sweating so much that a large drop of sweat rolled from his full forehead. He flustered to comfort himself and Feng’er, whose small face had suddenly gone pale.

“Little Feng’er, believe me, I didn’t…”

“Brother Jin, it hurts…”

Brother Jin instantly felt a “buzz” in his head, as if it had been thrown into a hornet’s nest and the swarms of bees were flying around it in a mess. It hindered him to think deeply.

It hurts, could it be…

“Wuwu, Wuwu, Brother Jin. My tummy hurts. It hurts so much! It hurts!”

Feng’er cried and squatted while clutching her belly, curling up like a little quail.

Seeing this scene, Brother Jin sighed, and the little heart that jumped out of his throat immediately returned to its rightful place.

“Stomach pain, blood… Feng’er, congratulations. You have grown up.” He knelt down and stroked Feng’er’s small head like she was a cat while telling her what she had long been expecting to come.

“Brother Jin, you mean to say…”

“Your menarche 2 has come.” Brother Jin was also a boy who grew up in Butterfly Garden. Menarche or menstrual blood is talked about like it was just a cold, it is not a shameful word. 3

After saying that, she ran like a little pony out of the garden. Brother Jin shouted, “Where are you going? Don’t run so hard when you have menarche! What if you flush it out!”

“I want to tell my mother!“

Looking at the little back that ran off without even looking back, Brother Jin felt a sudden gush of sourness in his heart.

Now that she had grown up, she will become a person who really belongs to the Butterfly Garden. The new life she is about to start, does she know what it’s like? Can she bear it?

These questions kept repeating in his mind. Brother Jin glanced at the half of the peach that fell on the ground at some unknown time. The pink flesh fruit of the peach was covered with dust and mud. It was both pure and dirty, overlapping simultaneously.

He stared at his hand covered with Feng’er menarche blood again. The blood was still wet, and the red was extremely eye-catching. As if the demons and gods were at work, 4 he took the most bloodied middle finger into his mouth and sucked it deeply.

With a shiver, he shot. 5

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Eastern W. [Translator]

A witch with a broken broom who’s struggling to fill her empty cauldron and have too much love for reading and sour foods.

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Footnotes:

Her virginity, not in the literal sense… Menarche: Raws has the pinyin “Kwaishui” but there is a western equivalent “Menarche” so I’m using that instead since that term is universal. Menarche is the first menstrual flow of a female. It is the transition from girl to woman. That’s why Brother Jin congratulated her. In this context, since she is a courtesan in Ancient China, her body is now ripe to be taken by a man. T/N: Female here… definitely did not feel like a cold… but anyway. He’s comparing that menstrual blood is just another natural body symptom that ails the body. Since he grew up in the red-light district, I guess the word is a norm there. This is connotated because, in Ancient China, they consider menstrual blood as dirty and taboo. But as she will be a prostitute in training/courtesan, their Menarche is considered as precious. But a woman is more often than not, shameful of this natural symptom. The demons and gods at work (idiom): unexplained event crying out for a supernatural explanation. Or simply put, out of some unexplained reasons/ by impulse. T/N: Ya know what this means. But if you still don’t get it, he came. This is the first time I read about menstrual fetish. Hehe…