Chapter 4.2 - Seducing (2/2)

Translator: Superbulat

Song Mo smiled bitterly. He was a man who lived in the mountains and forests. When did he ever care about his reputation? But this little nun, at this moment, was not worried about herself but about his reputation. Had she never considered that he might have evil intentions? Did she trust him so much? Oh yes, she was not on good terms with her junior sister, but she still asked him to save her as soon as she woke up. It was obvious that she was a kind and pure-hearted person. In that case, as long as he had a clear conscience and did not let her down, what was the harm in helping her?

The torture he went through just now was purely because he thought too much.

“How do I tie it?” he asked after calming down, but still a little embarrassed.

“Y-you simply tie a tight knot. There should be one behind my neck and one on my w-waist. Just do it any way that is convenient for you,” Tang Huan said in a low, shaky voice.

Song Mo made an “Mhm” sound.

There was a long pause. He was thinking about how to tie that thing.

It seemed like…there would be physical contact no matter how?

It would be more convenient if her body wasn’t so powerless that she couldn’t even sit upright.

Song Mo sighed and pulled out his belt to cover his eyes. “Little Master, don’t worry, I…”

Tang Huan smiled at him. “Mhm, you are a good person. I believe in you.” Her voice was full of trust.

“Then, please excuse my actions.”

Song Mo sat down against the tree beside her. After a few moments of silence, he asked, “Where is the…cloth?”

“When you put me down just now, it fell on my lap. ” Tang Huan stared at his blindfolded eyes, forcing herself not to laugh out loud. The Song Mo in the dream was amusing. She wondered if the real one was the same? Probably not. The ice cube that killed people without blinking wouldn’t have much patience towards a little nun.

Tang Huan stroked her own neck, and a vengeful smile appeared on the corner of her lips. He killed her because he didn’t want her to ‘pick’ him, so she must ‘pick’ him!

Seeing that Song Mo’s hand was about to touch the dudou, Tang Huan reminded him softly, “Move a little more upwards.” And secretly stuck out her chest.

As a result, Song Mo’s rough fingers came across a lump of tenderness.

“Don’t…” Tang Huan cried out, sounding weak and frightened.

Song Mo immediately withdrew his hand as if he had touched something burning hot. His ears were flushed red. Did he just touch…

“Donor, I, no, it slid down when you were reaching for it,” Tang Huan waited for a while and explained quietly after seeing that he had no intention to pounce on her.

Song Mo didn’t know what to say. Since she didn’t blame him, he should act as if nothing happened. He lowered his hand and reached for her legs.

He found it. It was a thin piece of cloth.

Song Mo turned around and fumbled for the strap of her dudou with his back facing her. Thanks to the quick glance just now, he had a rough idea of the shape of the dudou , and he could tell which side was up and which side was down.

After he was done preparing, he turned back, spread the dudou on his lap, and said, “Little Master, please lie on my lap, okay?”

Tang Huan raised an eyebrow at him, “Mhm, but I…can’t move…”

Song Mo didn’t speak. He tugged down his sleeves to cover his hands before pressing her shoulders down to place her on his lap.

Judging by this posture, Tang Huan would be facing the ground!

“Donor, can we change to another posture? It is uncomfortable for me to bend my legs like this…” she eagerly begged.

Song Mo froze, and after a long pause, he said “…Okay, but please close your eyes.”

“I, I have been closing my eyes all the while… Donor Song, I believe in you,” Tang Huan shyly said, lying without batting an eye.

Song Mo’s heart skipped a beat as if the mountain breeze blowing on his face also blew on his heart.

He didn’t know how to describe that feeling. Perhaps he felt nice because she trusted him?

Forget it. What was he thinking?

Song Mo turned sideways, kneeling towards her, and after a brief hesitation, bit the upper straps of the dudou so that it would hang on his chest. After that, he drew her close to lean on his shoulder.

Tang Huan watched every movement he made.

She finally understood that this man was truly one of a kind.

Let’s wait a little longer. If it really didn’t work out, she would have no choice but to take the initiative.

She leaned on his shoulder obediently. In front of her was the tree trunk; beside her was his cold side profile; her chest was against his sturdy chest, and behind her were his clumsy and shaky hands. Tang Huan considered herself a beauty. Even with a nun’s hat on her head, she was able to attract Qiao Liu and steal the hearts of most men. But, unexpectedly, he was in the minority.

When his hands went around her shoulders and began to tie the straps behind her neck, Tang Huan shivered, and a delicate cry came out of her mouth.

Song Mo was delighted. “Are you able to move now?” he asked.

Tang Huan responded with equal joy, “Mhm, it seems that I can now, but there is still some numbness in my body. I will have to trouble you to support me for a while longer,” as she said, she pushed him weakly, pressing her small hands on his waist, and then, as if she had no strength left, she fell back down and landed between his legs.

There was a hardness that stood tall.

Tang Huan was genuinely surprised. He had a serious expression on his face, but she didn’t expect that he already had an erection.

With this surprise, she innocently asked, “Ah, what is this?” Then, seemingly out of curiosity, she grabbed it and moved her fingers back and forth.

Her master had said that the moment when men—especially those who had never tasted meat 1 —had their root of life 2 grasped by others, was the moment when their state of mind was the most vulnerable.

He had an erection because of her. If he was still indifferent towards her, Tang Huan would really cry.

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T/N: Her master be teaching questionable stuff…

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荤/肉(Meat): Slang for sex. 命根子 (Lifeblood/root of life): Slang for dick. Lol