Chapter 42 - Sweet Wine, Sweeter Cave. (1/2)

Chapter 42: Sweet Wine, Sweeter Cave.

After changing the cloth into a purse and attaching Yan Dao’s decoration, it looked surprisingly good, to the point that Yan Dao could not bear and was all out reluctant to use it to keep his money. An idea came to her mind and she tried filling it with dried petals and lemongrass, and the purse never left Yan Dao’s side ever again as he brought it along everywhere he went.

When Yan Jing found out about this, he had vented his jealousy in bed, and after resting for many days, she was forced to, once again, pick up her thread and needle.

Unlike Yan Dao’s purse, which was filled with flowers, Yan Jing’s purse had a little red fox embroidered, and after filling it with some dried petals, the fox looked almost lifelike, with eyes that were exceptionally round and sly.

“Ah Luan, are you implying something?” Yan Jing raised his eyebrows at her questioningly, though his subtle smile sent a wave of shivers down her spine.

“You’re overthinking things, elder brother, I just feel like embroidering little animals is much more interesting.” That’s a lie, obviously! In fact, she had did it intentionally, because Yan Jing is exactly like a fox, sly and cunning!

“Is that so? Ah Luan had worked hard, brother will surely return you a gift in a few days.”

Sure enough, Yan Luan had, indeed, received a gift from him a few days later, and she had spent the next thirty minutes staring at the object within the exquisite box, eyes wide with disbelief.

It was a jade statue, made from the finest jade in the entire country. She would’ve treated it like a treasure, if it wasn’t carved in the form of a… pig.

From then on, Yan Luan finally understood deeply that one should never mess with the elder brother.

June is almost ending, and the city is currently at its hottest. Yan Luan, who could not stand the scorching heat, was completely reluctant to leave her sleeping quarters. There is no air-conditioning in this era, but fortunately, she was of noble birth and an ice cellar was available and well maintained by the household servants, as they would change the ice cubes every few hours to maintain the cool temperature in the room.

Furthermore, Princess YongKang had sent two huge baskets of grapes and grape wine. Yan Luan, who was forced to enjoy her life lazily, had spent most of her days lazing on her huge ornate bed, eating grapes and drinking wine as she enjoyed the music played by the musician she hired.

“What is the name of this song? It’s somewhat pleasant to listen to.” She murmured softly as she laid on the bed, somewhat drowsy from the wine.

It was then that two slender figures entered the room silently, and the musician who had not been able to answer, quietly left the room with his harp in tow.

Yan Luan had actually fallen asleep slightly when her naked feet captured by a hand, and after a while, her slightly cold toes seemed to be covered by something, while a sticky sensation began to spread between her toes.

She mumbled some sweet unknowns at the odd sensations, though still unwilling to awake, not knowing that Yan Jing was staring tenderly at her unconscious face with a grin as he caressed her glowing lips, wiping away the wine stains before licking the stain off his own fingers, “Such sweetness, Little Ah Luan had been greedy.”

Meanwhile, Yan Dao had not stopped suckling her delicate and tender feet at all. He had a huge crush on her adorable feet, and could not help but get an erection every time he saw them. It was truly love at first sight.

Yan Luan had thought him a ‘filthy’ pervert when she had found out about his unusual fetish, to think that he could turn into a wolf instantly just by staring at her feet… He’s truly a champion among men…(TNote: I can literally imagine Yan Luan giving him the judging look while shaking her head and sighing at her failure of a brother LMFAO)

Yan Jing clamped his lips over hers greedily, before thrusting his thick tongue in and curled it around her delicate tongue, suckling and tasting the residual sweet wine within her mouth.

Perhaps scared by the sudden kiss, the helpless Yan Luan had whimpered softly as she pushed instinctively against his tongue, which was persistently disturbing her own.

“You guys…” She muttered softly as she slowly awakened from the numbing sensation in her mouth, staring slack-jawed and confused at the two tall figures beside her, before noticing that she was already stark naked as she laid within Yan Jing’s arms, while her equally naked left foot was still gripped tightly within Yan Dao’s palm and her toes were smeared entirely with his saliva.

Her cheeks flushed bright scarlet instantly before softly touching her numb lips with her fingers, confirming that the dream of her lips being kissed swollen was, in fact, NOT a dream and very much real.