Flower Stealing Master

As the sound of fabric tearing rang through the air, Jiao Wan’er froze in shock.

“Rou’er, stop messing around. We’re married now, and this is part of the natural course of life,” Song Qingshu softly said, planting a kiss on her earlobe.

Jiao Wan’er was both angry and anxious. 

‘Who is your Rou’er?!’ 

She wanted to push the man off her, but when her hands landed on his chest, it was as if all her strength disappeared into thin air. The warmth radiating from him made her heart tremble involuntarily.

“No…” 

Jiao Wan’er bit her lip, futilely trying to push him away. She hesitated, unsure if she should reveal her true identity. But this fool was drunk beyond reason, and even if she told him, he might not believe her. And even if he did, who knew if he would revert to the demon he had been that night.

As she hesitated, her eyes suddenly widened because Song Qingshu was already pressing his lips to her mounds, fervently suc*king on them!

‘B*stard!’

Jiao Wan’er lightly hit his back, her voice trembling with a hint of tears. She felt a strange, tingling sensation spreading from her ch*est, draining all the strength from her b0dy.

‘Should I just let him do it? It’s not like it’s our first time. As long as I sneak away afterward, he’ll think it was Zeng Rou when he wakes up tomorrow…’ Jiao Wan’er’s lips parted slightly as she panted, her eyes filled with a dazed look.

Her resolve faltered, and her b0dy became less resistant. 

Song Qingshu quickly noticed her legs parting slightly beneath him, and, overjoyed, he moved his waist between them, then put his raging dragon at the entrance of her slippery wet cave.

As she felt his hard, burning presence teasing at the entrance, Jiao Wan’er’s eyes lost focus.

‘Am I really going to let him in?’

Last time, she could say she was f0rced, but what could she say this time? Half-hearted consent?

The man above her seemed to have infinite patience, only gently teasing the entrance without fully entering, focusing on soft caresses instead.

Jiao Wan’er had never been treated with such tenderness. After a moment, she shot a jealous glance at Zeng Rou, who lay not far away. 

‘This b*stard is treating me like his bride!’

Suddenly, a strange feeling of having stolen her best friend’s treasure surged within her. Once that thought took hold, she couldn’t suppress it. Her soul, and even her b0dy, started trembling with excitement.

She could feel her b0dy growing softer and warmer, heat flooding between her le*gs. Jiao Wan’er’s face turned so red it seemed like water might drip from it. She had never been this w*et in her life!

Jiao Wan’er was not an inexperienced girl, and after being teased relentlessly by Song Qingshu, her b0dy was already deeply ar0used. Yet, for some reason, this b*stard wasn’t going further.

Her slender fingers unknowingly wrapped around his waist, gently pressing him down, giving him all the hints he needed.

But he still lingered at the entrance, occasionally breaking her b0dy’s barrier only to pull back right after, never fully entering.

“Husband, I want it… come in already…” Jiao Wan’er couldn’t believe she had spoken such shameless words in such a soft, alluring voice.

‘Anyway, right now, I’m Zeng Rou. No one will ever know…’ Jiao Wan’er kept reassuring herself, seeking solace.

“Is that what you really want?” Song Qingshu chuckled strangely before thrusting forward suddenly, burying himself ins!de her.

Chraaat!

Jiao Wan’er’s b0dy had already been well-prepared, slick and welcoming. As Song Qingshu entered her fully, both of them trembled at the intense, enveloping sensation of soft, slippery warmth.

‘As long as I hold onto Zeng Rou’s identity…it’s fine~’ 

Jiao Wan’er thought, her remaining inhibitions faded. She moved her hips in rhythm with his, matching each of his thrusts. Soon, her m0ans of pleasure filled the entire room.

“Go, leader!” came the lech*erous cheers of several men outside the window.

Jiao Wan’er froze. She immediately recognized the loudest voice—it was her husband!

In that moment, she could no longer deceive herself. Frantically, she tried to push the man off her, but her b0dy was already so weak from his thrusting that she felt like a limp puddle, unable to muster any strength.

“Ahng..no… stop… no…” 

With her husband outside, Jiao Wan’er dared not raise her voice. She shook her head desperately, lowering her voice to a whisper in her plea.

“But it was you who begged me to enter just now, wasn’t it? And now, your husband is outside cheering me on. With such enthusiasm from both of you, how could I refuse?” Song Qingshu’s smile turned even more sinister.

“You’ve been awake all along!” Jiao Wan’er was both shocked and furious.

“I wasn’t at first, but I woke up later. Now that things have gone this far, why bother resisting?” As he spoke, Song Qingshu thr*ust into her again, hitting the deepest parts of her honey pot.

Jiao Wan’er felt as though her very soul had been pushed out of her b0dy. She instinctively wanted to scream, but the thought of her husband outside stopped her. She quickly covered her mouth, stifling her moan halfway through.

“Leader, are you slacking off in there?” 

Hearing the w0man’s voice quiet down, Luo Liru chuckled from outside, completely oblivious.

Inside, Jiao Wan’er felt her heart bleeding. *

‘You fool. If you knew it was your wife in here, would you still be laughing?’

As if reading her thoughts, Song Qingshu whispered in her ear, “Should I invite Brother Luo in to watch? I’m sure he’d come running if I called him.”

“No!” Jiao Wan’er’s nails dug deeply into his back, her eyes filled with desperation.

“Then you’d better behave.” Song Qingshu’s smile grew even more wicked.

“Mm…” Jiao Wan’er could only nod helplessly, sighing inwardly. 

‘Brother Luo, you’ve forced me into this, so don’t blame me…’

“K!ss me.” Song Qingshu commanded from above.

Having completely resigned herself, Jiao Wan’er raised her graceful neck and offered her soft l!ps. When Song Qingshu’s t0ngue probed in, she hesitated for a moment but soon parted her teeth, allowing him to enter and respond gently to his rough k!sses.

Feeling the heat welling up inside her, making her even we*tter, Song Qingshu whispered in her ear, “Knowing your husband is outside listening… does it make your b0dy more sensitive?”

Tears streamed down Jiao Wan’er’s cheeks. Her arms wrapped around his neck. “Don’t say any more… Tonight, you are my man.”

*****

Hearing the w0man’s cries, Luo Liru, who had been eavesdropping outside the entire time, finally relaxed. 

The sounds from inside had been too quiet earlier, making it hard to hear. Although he thought the w0man’s voice sounded familiar, he dismissed it, turning to the men beside him with a grin. “Leader sure took his time getting to it. Why don’t we place bets on how long he can last?”

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