Chapter 59

Translated by An Edited by An

On the bright red silk fabric, the workmanship, although not exquisite, was excellent. A rather vivid and lifelike pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water was embroidered in the center of the dudou.

The woman was born in a noble family with a great literary reputation and had a refined temperament. In the past, all sorts of flowers were embroidered on her dudou. For the most part, even the colors of the fabrics chosen were mainly simple and elegant.

The red fabric in front of her eyes seemed so tacky…

But something flashed through her mind. Last night, Xiao Jing faced her pair of breasts and cupped them in his hands in distress and self-blame, very carefully blowing on the red and swollen scratches.

At that moment, her face unexpectedly reddened as if she had blushed from drinking wine. She hesitated.

It was also this moment of hesitation that gave the man an opportunity to take advantage of her.

Xiao Jing pulled apart the thin sash on her body, loosened her outer clothing, and uncovered her loose undershirt. Staring at her with burning eyes, he asked, “Does it still hurt today? I’ll help you put it on. I asked the shop owner and got to know that this is the best silk fabric in the town. It will definitely not hurt again after wearing it.”

The woman clung to the only remaining piece of cloth on her upper body with both hands, not letting Xiao Jing succeed so easily.

But following the man’s words, she was reminded of the heavy bundle of money she saw just now. All of it was money earned by his hard work but he was not willing to spend a single coin on himself. She didn’t know how much he had spent in order to buy this red dudou for her…

Moreover… when he, a big and strong man, walked into a shop that sold women’s clothing, did he not hesitate and feel embarrassed?

The woman could not see an iota of those things on Xiao Jing’s face. Instead, what she saw in that pair of dark eyes, was a determination to win.

If she didn’t let him put it on with his own hands, tonight probably won’t be calm.

In these days, the woman had gradually realized the strength behind each of Xiao Jing’s words. His silence, in addition to his excellent patience, ensured that he always picked the best opportunity to hunt.

Only such a man was able to catch those birds and beasts deep in the mountains without failure.

And now, she was also a prey in his eyes.

As for her response to his request… She would just count it as repaying his favor.

Thinking like this, the woman’s fingers that were grasping her undershirt loosened slightly. However, she still had not fully agreed with him. She pointed to the candle flame flickering behind Xiao Jing.

Xiao Jing turned his head and understood the meaning of her gesture immediately. His eyebrows raised in pure delight.

He got out of bed and blew out the candle.

At the moment when the light disappeared and the pupils contracted, it was the most difficult to see through the layer of light and shadow.

The woman blinked her eyes, slowly adapting to the darkness. Soon, she heard a rustling of clothes beside her ears.

It turned out that before Xiao Jing climbed back into the bed, he had taken off his upper garment, exposing his bare chest packed with tightly packed muscles, just like a flawlessly carved sculpture.

By the time the woman could see clearly, Xiao Jing had already appeared in front of her, grabbed the fabric on her chest, and pulled it apart.

In an instant, the pair of perfectly round breasts shook and jumped out like two hopping rabbits.

Xiao Jing stared at them with covetous eyes.

Under the man’s fixated watch, the woman’s chest also started burning as if it is about to be set on fire.

Now that the woman had given her consent, she no longer regretted it. She let Xiao Jing stare at her breasts, but she didn’t know how to face him. She turned her crimson face and looked at the translucent window through which the light came in. She assumed that since it was a matter of putting on a dudou, it wouldn’t take much time.

Perhaps as soon as she opened her eyes after blinking, she would find out she was already wearing it.

But how could this matter pass so easily when her clothes were taken off and her large snow-white breasts were swaying in front of the man’s eyes?

Without any kneading or pinching, Xiao Jing just held one slightly upturned breast in each hand and stroked them gently with his fingers.

His fingers were rough, so every time he stroked it, she felt a tingle on her skin.

The woman’s heartbeat accelerated suddenly. But before she could touch her nipple, the tiny bead had already bulged out. When it bumped against Xiao Jing’s fingers, it immediately became hard.

As Xiao Jing ‘inspected’ the soft and delicate skin inch by inch, he asked, “Did you apply the ointment this morning?”

The woman’s pursed lips immediately tightened. Afraid he would discover the tension in her thoughts, she didn’t say a word.

Xiao Jing was very dissatisfied with this. His thumb and index finger suddenly pinched the stiff bulging nipple and pulled it forward.

“Wuwu…”

“Does it hurt?” Xiao Jing asked, but his fingers didn’t loosen the hold.

“Wuwu…”

“Why are you so disobedient? Did you forget the past pain once the wound healed so quickly? Do you want to get beaten again?” Xiao Jing threatened in a calm voice, and then instantly changed it into a tone full of pity, “These two poor little ones were the most hurt yesterday. How could you not treasure them? Now, I’ll have to help you disinfect them.”

The woman, who had not yet recovered from his seemingly decent yet tyrannically licentious words, only felt that all of a sudden, one of her throbbing and aching nipples was surrounded by an extremely hot softness.

‘This…’

For a short while, her back was stretched taut. Her waist shuddered as the two dimples present above her butt were almost exposed.

With Xiao Jing’s act of sucking and spitting her nipple, the woman’s eyes suddenly blurred.

But because his mouth was blocked with a nipple, she finally had the time to breathe and think.

Why did this man act like a different person as soon as he got into bed? What did he mean by ‘disinfect’-ing the ‘poor little one’… Who allowed him to give it such a name!

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