In the twilight of the night, the oil lamp was dim. Lin Wanrong's heart was burning with desire. Thinking that the beautiful woman sleeping inside was Qiaoqiao's best friend, and that this was her boudoir, he smiled. Unknowingly, his desire was also a bit seductive.
"Try what?" Qiaoqiao asked shyly. Her whole body was sore and weak. Her big brother's hands were rubbing her body slowly, as if he wanted to melt her body.
Lin Wanrong pushed her little jacket away, revealing the fiery red underwear inside, and said softly, "Try to do something interesting —"
"Big brother, don't —" Qiaoqiao cried anxiously, and her breath was wheezing. Her voice was trembling, and there was a hint of charm that even she herself could not understand, "This is Sister Ning's boudoir —"
If it wasn't her boudoir, I wouldn't do it. We men, don't we all like this? Lin Wanrong's heart was itching like a cat scratching. Damn, having an affair is exciting. He gently pushed and pulled up Qiaoqiao's underwear, revealing a crystal white skin and two trembling pink breasts.
Qiaoqiao let out a soft cry, and her face seemed to be burning. She buried her head in her big brother's arms and did not dare to look at him. Although it was not the first time that she was bullied by her big brother, it was the first time that she was exposed in front of him like this, let alone in her best friend's embroidery room. She was shocked and shy, and there was an indescribable feeling in her heart. She did not dare to raise her head again.
In the dim light, Qiaoqiao's delicate skin seemed even fairer. Two bright pearls of her breasts trembled lightly. Her rosy little mouth opened slightly as she panted, as if she was saying something. It was extremely alluring.
The burning desire in his heart made Lin Wanrong's breathing become more rapid. He swallowed hard. My little baby, you are really charming. He exerted more strength and pulled Qiaoqiao onto his knees. In her shyness, Qiaoqiao wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. She didn't dare to open her eyes and bent her legs slightly. His knee, intentionally or unintentionally, was in front of Lin Wanrong's crotch.
Teasing, this is definitely teasing, Lin Wanrong screamed in his heart, my little darling is teasing me. And it was in another beautiful woman's room. F * ck, the feeling of being a beast is really f * cking killing me. Should I be more beastly and eat Luo Ning in her boudoir? This idea was too tempting.
Qiaoqiao's whole body was boiling hot, her delicate breasts were exposed, and the white skin on her chest was suffused with a faint pink. She had never experienced such a scene before. Her whole body trembled slightly as she said, "Big brother, you are the worst person. When Sister Ning wakes up and sees this, what can I do? "
Lin Wanrong chuckled and said softly, "Little darling, what do you think I want to do? I just have a very pure idea to try something interesting with you. "
How could Qiaoqiao dare to answer him? In Qiaoqiao's eyes, even a slut wouldn't dare to do it easily.
Lin Wanrong gently stroked her chest and said, "Little darling, do you still remember the wish you made when I painted the Grand Mistress last time?"
Qiaoqiao said shyly, "How can I not remember? I want big brother to paint a portrait for Qiaoqiao too."
Lin Wanrong smiled mysteriously and said, "Today, I will fulfill your wish."
Qiaoqiao was shocked and said, "Really, big brother?" In her joy, she couldn't be bothered to cover the spring scenery in front of her chest. Her pepper breasts gently trembled, causing Lin Wanrong's mouth to dry up again.
With great endurance, he restrained himself and said, "Of course it's true. I want to paint an unprecedented, brilliant, and unforgettable painting for my little darling. It's a painting that we will never forget. However, tonight, you have to listen to everything I say. "
Qiaoqiao didn't know what her big brother was up to, but she didn't have any thoughts of resisting in front of him. Whatever her big brother said, she would do.
Lin Wanrong quickly took a piece of white paper and took out some lead. He said with a smile, "Little darling, I'm going to start now. Sit properly and don't move."
"Like this?" Qiaoqiao said in surprise. Her breasts were exposed, and it was the most bashful moment for a woman. How could she enter the painting?
"That's right." Lin Wanrong kissed her cheek and said, "I want to paint an extraordinary painting for my little darling. A painting that only the two of us can appreciate."
Dong Qiaoqiao was such a well-behaved person. How could she not understand what he meant? Her face immediately turned red and her body became sore. So, big brother wants to paint my current appearance. He wants me to show half of my breasts in Sister Ning's room for him to admire. It's really like what he said, unprecedented, brilliant, and unforgettable. Only the two of us can appreciate this painting.
"Big brother — —" Qiaoqiao was surprised and shy at the same time. She couldn't even think of resisting. She bit her red lips and said softly, "Then hurry up. Don't wake Sister Ning. Aiya, I'm so embarrassed — —"
In ancient times, a woman's chastity was as important as her life. If Qiaoqiao didn't love him very much, she would never agree to his unreasonable request.
Lin Wanrong's thoughts today were a bit dark, but seeing Qiaoqiao being so gentle, he suddenly felt grateful. With this painting, he and Qiaoqiao were really one.
Qiaoqiao's breasts were exposed, and her face was very shy. She was worried that Luo Ning would wake up. Between this shyness and worry, her body gradually lost its strength. A charming feeling arose in her heart, and the color of spring gradually reflected on her cheeks.
Lin Wanrong was full of gratitude. He was full of emotions, and his brush was flying. After a while, a woman's beautiful face that seemed to be happy and shy was imprinted on the paper. Her clothes were half undone, and her hairpin was messy. The bright pearls on her breasts were like newborn cherries, bright and glistening. The whole picture was shy, beautiful, and faintly contained a hint of lasciviousness. It was really a good thing to adjust the mood of the boudoir.
Dong Qiaoqiao felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. She couldn't hide her charming feelings. Her eyes wanted to look, but she didn't dare to. She lowered her head, and her face was faintly blushing. Her exposed pink breasts were dyed with a faint pink. Her slender fingers held her breasts, but between her fingers, there was a faint jade cream and maple dew. It was a spring picture of a woman who wanted to hide but was shy.
Lin Wanrong finished the last stroke and threw the pen away. Qiaoqiao just called out, "Big Brother —", but she felt her whole body was hot, and she was already in the warm embrace of her big brother.
Lin Wanrong slowly stroked her back, feeling the soft and smooth feeling of her delicate breasts rubbing against his body. He lowered his head and kissed her breasts lightly. He quickly swallowed his saliva and said, "Qiaoqiao, let's consummate our marriage here —"
Qiaoqiao was already affected by his emotions. She was already in the spring. She felt the heat of his body and had long forgotten where she was. She made a sound and didn't dare to say anything.
Lin Wanrong's brain was already full of lust. His hands touched her beautiful buttocks, and he was about to do it when he heard a scream from inside, "Big Brother Lin —"
This scream was like a clap of thunder, suddenly ringing in Lin Wanrong's ears. He was originally in high spirits, but this scream almost made him surrender. Because he could tell that it was Luo Ning's voice. Could it be that Luo Ning woke up? Damn, I was so scared that I almost became impotent. Even if I was having an affair, I couldn't stand being scared like this.
Qiaoqiao suddenly jumped down from his body. Her face was flushed. She hurriedly adjusted her clothes, glanced at him, and said shyly, "Big Brother, you are so bad. Sister Ning saw it. What should I do?"
I don't care if Luo Ning saw it, but if my Qiaoqiao was seen by Luo Ning, I will be at a disadvantage. Damn it, I have to find a way to see it for myself some time, he thought to himself without any awareness. When he turned his head to look behind him, he saw that the door was gently closed, and there was no sign of Luo Ning.
I clearly heard Luo Ning's voice just now. What's going on? Lin Wanrong looked at Qiaoqiao strangely. The little girl blushed and said, "It's Sister Ning talking in her sleep."
Damn, she even called my name when she was talking in her sleep? And I was so scared that I almost became impotent? Lin Wanrong secretly felt ashamed. He wanted to be thick-skinned and ask them to continue, but Qiaoqiao's eyes had already turned to the painting that had just been completed on the table.
Was the girl in the painting with a pink face and rippling amorous feelings her? Qiaoqiao shyly lowered her head, but her eyes secretly glanced at it. There was shyness and joy in her eyes. Such a boudoir painting would definitely become the sweetest memory for them as husband and wife.
He drew a boudoir painting for Qiaoqiao in Luo Ning's room. Tomorrow, he would draw another one for Yushuang in Qiaoqiao's room, and another one for Qing Xuan in Yushuang's room. Damn, his blood was boiling.
The dark desire in Lin Wanrong's heart rose, and Qiaoqiao seemed to feel it. She shyly put away the painting, held it tightly in her hands, and leaned into Lin Wanrong's arms. She said, "Brother, Qiaoqiao is yours. You can draw as many paintings as you want."
If they could do it while drawing in the bridal room — just thinking about it, Lin Wanrong felt that he already had a tendency to have a nosebleed. Bridal room, bridal room, I want to bridal room. He took Qiaoqiao into his arms and shouted in his heart, "I must get rid of this little girl before I go to the capital. I can't let my little darling stay in the room alone, and I can't let my second brother stay in the room alone."
Qiaoqiao snuggled in his arms for a while and whispered, "Brother, let's go in and see Sister Ning. I don't know what she was dreaming about just now, but she actually called your name."
"It must be a dream of a prince on a white horse." Lin Wanrong said seriously.
Qiaoqiao covered her mouth and giggled. She glanced at him, and her cheeks that had not yet faded were stained with a touch of bright red. Lin Wanrong's eyes turned green. He held her little hand and said in her ear, "Little darling, where do you think we should go to the bridal room?"
Qiaoqiao felt weak all over and hurriedly ran into the room. Lin Wanrong only heard her coquettish voice in his ear, "Brother is so bad —"
Lin Wanrong laughed heartily and followed her into the house. Luo Ning was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. Her forehead was stained with beads of sweat, and her cheeks were pale with a bit of a sickly flush. She was extremely weak.
How did this girl become like this after just one day of not seeing her? Lin Wanrong sighed secretly, and a trace of pity rose in his heart. He even didn't want to argue with her about the sin of almost making him impotent.
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