Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 490 - 257 Master is Too Domineering_3

Chapter 490: Chapter 257 Master is Too Domineering_3

The man’s breath brushed past the girl’s snowy neck, causing her skin to tremble slightly and a sense of peculiarity to arise.

Her body began to secrete a fine sweat.

A few strands of hair clung to her tender, fair cheeks.

"It’s fine... If punishment is due, let it be."

Qiuye pursed her lips and whispered quietly.

At that moment, the man’s lips lightly touched her cheek, through a single strand of hair.

Even that strand seemed to burn with heat.

The young girl’s delicate body suddenly tensed.

Jiang Shouzhong smiled and said, "That’s why, whether I go early or late, I’ll be punished by the lady either way, so I might as well stay here a bit longer, right? That way I won’t be at a loss."

The dizzy girl, upon hearing the man’s words, thought he had a point.

Since punishment was inevitable, the duration did not matter.

The dim lamplight cast their shadows on the wall, striving to overlap with each other.

Qiuye’s nose, cheeks, and lips were dotted with sweat, shining like mutton-fat jade... Having not heard the man’s voice for a long time, she suddenly felt a bit panicked and began to struggle.

Perhaps only when the man spoke could she calm down,

because at least it made her feel that she was busy listening to him talk, with no time to struggle out of his arms.

Jiang Shouzhong was silent because he was remembering the past with her.

The first time they met.

At that time, he was missing Hong’er and Ye, and unintentionally exposed Qiuye, who was hiding in the room. The two of them engaged in a battle of wits afterwards.

Back then, Qiuye was undoubtedly valiant.

But what left the deepest impression on him was when she turned back suddenly after leaving, standing at the door... The morning glow had just begun to redden the horizon, casting a blush like rouge on the girl’s pale complexion.

"Qiuye."

The girl coldly spit out the two syllables, just like her elder sister on an ordinary day.

"What?"

The man looked at her, puzzled.

The girl at the door tilted her head slightly, her eyes shimmering with a radiant gleam in the dawn light, hesitating whether to repeat herself, but the man had already realized.

"’Falling leaves in autumn can yet bring forth February’s flowers’... What a beautiful name."

The man said with a smile.

At that moment, the girl’s curved eyelashes quivered slightly,

as if dewdrops gently fell upon a tranquil heart lake, rippling into delicate waves.

Even as the ripples eventually vanished into the intangible, they touched the depths of the soul, stirring an indescribable subtle change, eventually linking to a thread of young affection quietly taking root.

Snapped back from reminiscence, Jiang Shouzhong gazed at the increasingly reserved girl in his arms, who was growing restless, and asked subconsciously, "What’s your name?"

"Qiuye."

The girl replied instinctively.

But after answering, she froze, her lashes fluttering, and the strength of her struggle began to fade.

Jiang Shouzhong said with a smile, "What a lovely name, ’Falling leaves...’

"In autumn, can yet bring forth February’s flowers."

Qiuye said softly.

It turned out that she always remembered that poem.

Apparently feeling like she had done something incredible, Qiuye’s lips unconsciously curled up slightly. The prior unease, embarrassment, and reserve were transformed into tranquility.

Jiang Shouzhong kissed the girl’s cheek and whispered, "February is already late, can it still bloom at this time?"

Qiuye cast her eyes downwards and did not speak.

Through the layers of her skirt, Jiang Shouzhong could keenly feel the girl’s soft, warm belly rising and falling with her rapid breathing, as if there was also a heart throbbing inside it.

His fingers slightly parted, pinching the knot of the skirt.

Without any apparent effort, the ribbon untied easily, and one corner of the skirt began to glide downward slowly.

Qiuye’s cheeks turned even redder, as she grabbed the man’s hand, her thick lashes clenched shut, and her breath seemed to carry a sweet, intoxicating scent of fruit.

Even though she had grabbed his hand, Jiang Shouzhong’s movements were unaffected, his hand still exploring under her top.

Qiuye suddenly bit her lower lip.

After a while, as if telepathically, the girl tilted her head back and her lips brushed against the man’s.

But before they could truly kiss, Qiuye’s dazed gaze inadvertently swept towards a corner of the room where, unbeknownst to her, sat a woman in plain white, watching them intently.

At first, Qiuye thought she was hallucinating, but once she confirmed it was a woman, she widened her eyes and snapped to full alertness.

The girl quickly wriggled out of the man’s embrace, her flushed face turned towards Dugu Luoxue in the corner. Her loosely fallen skirt shook slightly, revealing a light yellow bellyband and the jade-like color of her skin.

The bewildered Jiang Shouzhong finally noticed Dugu Luoxue’s presence, and he was dumfounded.

Master, what the hell are you doing?

Are you sick or something?

Dugu Luoxue, however, did not realize she had become the third wheel, and calmly said, "Please continue, I’m just watching, I won’t disturb you."

With her face still red, Qiuye dressed herself, looked down, and said to Jiang Shouzhong, "I... I’ll go back first."

After saying that, the girl hurriedly left the room.

Jiang Shouzhong watched Dugu Luoxue with a helpless expression, suppressing the urge to curse, and said, "Even if you want to watch us do it, at least wait until we have officially started."

"When is it officially starting?"

Dugu Luoxue asked earnestly.

Jiang Shouzhong was speechless, clenched one fist, and then extended a finger on his other hand, slowly poking towards the woman’s cool and exquisite cheek as he asked, "Do you understand now?"

Dugu Luoxue shook her head: "I don’t understand."

But then she thought for a moment and nodded slightly: "I should understand now."

Jiang Shouzhong didn’t bother to explain further and simply said, "I won’t allow you to spectate my intimate moments with other women."

"Why not?" Dugu Luoxue was puzzled.

Jiang Shouzhong replied, "Don’t ask why, just know that I oppose it."

Dugu Luoxue uttered an "Oh," got up, and walked out the door. Just as she was leaving, she turned her head back, parting her crimson lips to say to Jiang Shouzhong, "Your opposition is invalid."

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[Author’s Note: The third volume is approaching the conclusion. I plan to temporarily combine two Chapters into one large Chapter for the next few days, which makes the writing smoother and less stuck. Otherwise, writing in pieces is troublesome and the disjointed reading would be awkward.

My condition hasn’t been great these past few days, perhaps due to the author’s abstinence.

Also, a little explanation about the depilatory cream in ancient times.

This book originally revolved around Hong’er. Later, when I was writing about Miaomiao, I was in a good state, so I included her. As for Mengniang, someone mentioned that a Snake Demon couldn’t have hair, and I thought that was true, so I included her as well.

No need to mention the Demon Venerable.

There will be one more coming up.]