She was fishing.
Jiang Huai realized this in an instant. Of course, he didn’t know how to perform that so-called massage that would leave a woman dripping wet and utterly dependent on his technique. However, he was somewhat skilled at massages that could make one feel soft and pliant. The only issue was that Wen Fufu, the woman in front of him, was his sister-in-law, and he couldn’t do that to her.
Even the simplest and most ordinary fingertip massage, meant to stimulate acupoints to absorb medicinal liquid, seemed to be too much for Wen Fufu. A fine sheen of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her slender waist would arch and fall from time to time. So much so that Jiang Huai had to place a pillow beneath her waist.
“I’m using very little strength,” Jiang Huai looked at her, puzzled. He had taught the same technique to Wen Wanwan before, and she hadn’t reacted this way. He couldn’t help but ask, “Is your older sister like this when she massages you?”
“My older sister’s massages are much more comfortable than yours. She also says comforting things, and after the massage, she’ll help Fufu bathe.”
“She’s not here, so you’ll have to make do,” Jiang Huai said. While speaking, he lightly pinched the girl’s waist. Wen Fufu bit her lip gently, her fair and tender calf instinctively rising high, the soft arch of her foot bending slightly, her toes tightening, and a strange sound escaping her throat.
When Jiang Huai inadvertently glimpsed her face, he realized that Wen Fufu had brought her fingers to her lips, gently biting her knuckles. The scene was inexplicably seductive, and her cheeks were flushed a faint pink, which always reminded Jiang Huai of Wen Wanwan when she was aroused.
“Alright, alright. You can just spread the medicinal liquid evenly yourself now.”
“I have no strength.”
“Then I’ll let Bai Li help you apply it…?”
“It’s too embarrassing to let others see my body.”
“Is it not embarrassing for me to see it?” Jiang Huai was a little confused.
“Fufu’s body is the same as my older sister’s. Brother-in-law has seen my older sister’s, so it’s like he’s already seen Fufu’s. Therefore, it’s not embarrassing.”
What kind of strange logic was this? Jiang Huai couldn’t quite grasp the girl’s peculiar thoughts, but he did take out the medicinal liquid and gently rubbed it on the exposed skin outside her bathrobe. Her fair and tender skin gradually took on a rosy blush, like a rose. Jiang Huai’s movements were slow, and Wen Fufu’s breathing became incredibly slow, as if the flow of time were subtly slowing down.
After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Jiang Huai raised his hand. “Okay, you’ve rested enough, right? You can apply the rest yourself.”
“Still no strength,” Wen Fufu blinked innocently.
“Stop fooling around. The medicinal liquid needs to be absorbed together for the best effect. Hurry up and get up obediently.”
“No, no. Brother-in-law, please apply it for me,” Wen Fufu blinked innocently at him, trying to win him over with a spoiled act. Only when Jiang Huai’s expression turned slightly stern did Wen Fufu’s spoiled look gradually melt away. She slowly sat up, took the medicinal liquid from Jiang Huai’s hand, and pointed to the door with her other hand. “Then Brother-in-law, you go out. You’re not allowed to look.”
Her voice seemed to carry a hint of petulance this time, but even if she hadn’t said it, Jiang Huai would have left the room. He gently closed the door and stood outside, watching Bai Li playing with a cat in the courtyard, scratching his head, his mind a little jumbled.
After waiting for a while, the door behind him opened. Wen Fufu, inside the room, had changed back into her pink spring dress. Her porcelain white body was hidden within the hazy spring dress, her faintly discernible snow-white form like the moon hidden in the clouds.
“Brother-in-law,” Wen Fufu suddenly mumbled softly.
“Hm?” Jiang Huai turned around.
“So annoying,” Wen Fufu lightly hit his back with her small fist.
“What?”
“I won’t tell you.” Wen Fufu turned her face away, puffing out her cheeks. Her small fist hit his shoulder again, not painfully.
She went to Bai Li’s side and started playing with the cats in the courtyard, holding the cat teaser Jiang Huai had made a few days ago. Jiang Huai sat under a tree, but he couldn’t help but look at Wen Fufu. Her dress was too sheer, and it seemed she wasn’t wearing any underwear beneath it. The medicinal liquid, not yet fully absorbed, made her fair and tender skin glisten with a hint of moisture, radiant and delicate.
So seductive.
He could apply a nourishing transparent medicinal liquid to Wanwan’s skin another day and tease her.
Jiang Huai’s mind inexplicably conjured up strange thoughts. The two girls were having a great time playing with a cat, while he was somewhat idle. He leaned back in a lounge chair, basking in the moonlight. The bright moonlight fell on the two beautiful girls in the courtyard, giving them a hazy, picturesque feel.
So Jiang Huai stopped looking at the moon.
After Wen Fufu got tired of playing, she came to his side and stood before him. Jiang Huai came back to his senses and looked at the girl’s snow-white body under the firefly stone. Before he could speak, Wen Fufu suddenly took a step forward, then turned around and nestled into his embrace.
A faint fragrance wafted towards him, and he found himself holding a warm, soft embrace. Jiang Huai was momentarily flustered. “What are you doing?”
“I want a hug.”
Her answer was so righteous that Jiang Huai couldn’t think of anything to refute it. Before he could speak, Wen Fufu continued, “Brother-in-law always treats me like a child, right? If that’s the case…”
Wen Fufu’s small, fragrant buttocks gently brushed against Jiang Huai’s chest, and soon there was a reaction. She turned her head, her eyes fixed on Jiang Huai, her eyes showing undisguised disdain and contempt. “Then why are you still reacting, Brother-in-law?”
“You can’t joke like this… Get up, get up…”
“I won’t.” Wen Fufu not only didn’t get up but also rubbed against him again in his arms. Jiang Huai instinctively hugged her waist, wanting to lift her, but Wen Fufu kept wriggling in his arms. Jiang Huai felt as if he were stuck, and he was torn between laughter and tears. “What do you want?”
“Your tone is so fierce,” Wen Fufu’s previous brightness suddenly turned into a little grievance.
“When was it?”
“I just wanted… a hug,” Wen Fufu’s voice grew softer and softer. Jiang Huai suddenly felt a strange softening in his heart. He sat up straighter, adjusted her sitting position by hugging her waist, and asked, “And then what?”
“This is good enough,” Wen Fufu leaned back slightly, looking up at the moon.
Jiang Huai remained silent, as the atmosphere at this moment was quite subtle. After a while, he heard Wen Fufu say softly, “I’m always curious if what’s written in books is true.”
“Which outlandish book is it this time?”
“The book says that when a person is lonely, a gentle hug is the best cure.”
Jiang Huai seemed to vaguely remember writing that sentence. But did it matter if he had written it or not? When he wrote that passage, he was in a sentimental mood. Did he also feel lonely at that time? Jiang Huai was momentarily speechless. He rested his chin on Wen Fufu’s shoulder, his voice softening. “Why are you lonely again?”
“Your older sister went down the mountain with you for a long time the other day and only returned a few days ago. She’s not in the courtyard these two days, and Fufu is home alone… Every day, I can only lie in bed and read scripts. Only the cats keep me company. Why can’t I be lonely?”
“Then why don’t you come to my courtyard to play with us?”
“Brother-in-law didn’t say Fufu could come… How could Fufu dare to come?” Wen Fufu bit her lip gently and replied with grievance.
“Then I’m saying it now. You can come to my courtyard to play when you’re bored,” Jiang Huai said softly, but Wen Fufu gently shook her head. “No, I met the fairy Chu once. She looked so cold and aloof; it was scary.”
“No, Master has an outwardly cold but inwardly warm personality. She just looks distant.”
“I’m scared,” Wen Fufu whispered. “I’d rather stay in the room and read scripts… Did you really, really not lie to my sister? Are you really, really A Mumu?”
“Although I don’t want to admit it, I am… Alright, you can laugh your heart out now.” Jiang Huai said with a helpless smile.
“Why should I laugh?” Wen Fufu’s voice was very light. “A Mumu’s books have accompanied me for a very, very long time. Among so many scripts, he’s my favorite. I’ve read every single one many times.”
“But none of those scripts are proper, are they…” Jiang Huai couldn’t help but retort.
Except for “Warm Jade Exquisite Melody,” the first two books were basically the wicked thoughts in his mind, so they contained many seductive plots. He really couldn’t understand why Wen Fufu would like such things?
“But I just like them…” Wen Fufu turned her head. “Is liking something embarrassing?”
“Not exactly… it just feels a bit strange.”
“Before, when Fufu couldn’t sleep after reading, I would quietly pleasure myself in bed at night.”
The next second, Jiang Huai reached out and covered her lips. “You don’t need to say that!”
Wen Fufu struggled for a moment, and Jiang Huai then released her. She looked back, her eyes brightening again, and she even hummed, “I’ll say it! I’m going to think about Brother-in-law tonight while pleasuring myself. What can Brother-in-law do to me?”
Jiang Huai almost couldn’t catch his breath.
“What, what, what?” Wen Fufu seemed to sense his embarrassment, so the next second she started to push her luck, laughing happily. Her soft, fragrant snow-white buttocks wriggled in his arms again. She deliberately turned her head and lowered her voice, leaning towards her sister’s ear. “A few days ago, when my sister was in the courtyard, I pestered her and asked her so many things… about what my sister and Brother-in-law do in their private chambers.”
“Your older sister told you?”
“Hmph, after pestering her for a long time, my older sister told me.”
“I’ve decided. I’ll spank your sister when she gets back.”
“No!” Wen Fufu immediately stretched out her hand to cover his lips. “Then my sister will spank me too.”
“Isn’t that perfect?” Jiang Huai said with a cold laugh. Wen Fufu looked at him with a wronged expression. “No… you can’t tell my sister that I told you this. This is a little secret between us sisters.”
“I will tell her, I will tell her.”
Wen Fufu suddenly got up from Jiang Huai’s embrace. Jiang Huai thought that Wen Fufu would finally let him off the hook this time, but the next second, Wen Fufu sat down facing him, straddling him, and leaning in so close they were practically glued together. Her forehead touched his. “Brother-in-law, no.”
Jiang Huai’s whole body jolted. “Get up quickly.”
“Only if you promise not to tell my sister… then I’ll get up.”
“What if I don’t promise?”
“Fufu will do anything,” Wen Fufu looked at him with a wronged expression, her chest pressing even closer. Her snow-white legs beneath her skirt were now raised, tightly clamping his waist. This was not a plea, but a threat!
