Translated by machine, Edited: tenderflower
※ This chapter is NSFW.
Yan Qilong was blowing up! This woman dared to challenge his patience twice three times. Riding openly with another man and so close, not to put him in the eye.
Although Ah-De was only a boy that had yet to be developed, however, it was hard to guarantee that she wouldn’t be so close to other men in the future. Today, he must teach her well, let her know that her body only he could touch and also outright declare his ownership to those brats!
With a sudden step like an arrow, Yan Qilong captured the petite body that was trying to escape and violently stripped her off her clothes.
"Ah... don't... master... don't ah..." Her secret would be dismantled. Liu Feixue was anxious to cry out loud, but the angry man in front of her didn’t care, and tore her inside, revealing the chest that was wrapped around the cloth.
"You’re scared? Don't test my patience if you’re scared!"
He untied the knot on the cloth strip and pulled it hard. Liu Feixue turned like a spinning top for several circles until she fell back onto the haystack, and a pair of reddish breasts jumped, swaying by the bind.
"Sob... master... sob..." She covered the spring light on her chest with shamed and looked at him in horror as he discovered the truth, but he didn’t show any surprised expression, instead smiling like an evil devil.
Liu Feixue faintly felt that it wasn’t quite right...
"What is there to cover? Which part of your body I haven’t seen or licked?" He slowly approached her, and the thought of devouring, blood started to rush forth in his heart.
Did master know? He knew that she was Fei-er?
It was difficult to digest the newly discovered facts. Liu Feixue only wanted to escape, but Yan Qilong grabbed her trousers and forcefully pulling them down. Her rounded, white buttocks came into view, and his desire stood up.
"Ah... please... master..." Liu Feixue kept begging for mercy and her body curled up into a ball. The slight chill of the man made her unable to bear trembling.
Yan Qilong pulled up her naked body and picked up the cloth scattered on the ground. He tied her hands and hung them on the stake.
Such an unbearable posture made Liu Feixue’s body flush in shame, trembling like a flower in the wind, and Yan Qilong was the cruel flower destruction wild dragon. "Mmm... so cold... master..."
"Just wait. Soon you’ll be burned with desire!" Yan Qilong untied his own trousers, revealing his high-spirited giant.
Liu Feixue’s eyes were so big, she felt both fear and expectation for what was about to happen and her body shivered even more.
Yan Qilong lifted both of Liu Feixue’s slender legs. Her body was tied close to the post and the whole person was suspended in midair hanging on his arms. The portal of her lower body was wide open. The tip of his hardness found the slightly open entrance of her hole, rubbing lightly and lightly pierced and found that it was already wet with desire.
"The mouth always said no, but my Xiao Fei-er was secretly touched by emotion!"
As soon as he finished, he dropped her body down. The whole root of his strong manhood was completely buried into her wet passageway. Not allowing her to have breathing space, he then greatly fiddled with the delicate body in his arms, lifted her up then severely letting her down. Each hit went straight to her deepest part.
"Aahh... Ahh... Ah Ah..." Liu Feixue had never tasted such intense, violent, and rough sex. The discomfort of strong entering was quickly drowned by the next wave of pleasure. She felt like the bones in her entire body were going to fall apart and the lower part of her body was burned with burning pain. That kind of mixer pain and joy feeling forced her to cry and shout herself hoarsely.
"Ohh... Long... Aaah..." Not in a moment, Liu Feixue reached the first climax and her screams echoed in the huge stable.
But how could Yan Qilong let her go so easily? The constant impact made her fainted, again woke up, woke up and fainted. The sound of crying and muscle slapping spread throughout the empty stable.
It wasn’t until she fainted in the last climax, her body hung weakly on him and between her two thighs were hit with a partial redness, only then did he cease punishing, allowing the hot liquid to spray in her burning flower path.
He untied the bind on her wrists and the red mark made him feel distressed.
Yan Qilong took off his own big fur and wrapped her naked body in a tight airy. He walked out of the stable with the faint Liu Feixue. A group of people outside the door dispersed instantly, only Zhang He and Ah-De bravely standing in the same place. The big face was awkward and the small face was anxious.
Just a moment ago Ah-De rushed to find Zhang He, saying that the owner locked Ah-Fei in the stable to punished h. As if to face directly to his sentence, Ah-Fei was really screaming as if he was being tortured to death by the master.
Hurriedly quicken to the external of the stable, he saw a group of servants gathered at the door to eavesdrop. Zhang He heard the screaming coming from inside and immediately turned red like the other adult servants.
This... how could this be! The master actually did it inside with a man in a broad daylight and made everyone know. How was he going to explain to the owner of the fortress?
"Master..." Zhang He wanted to persuade the master not to be obsessed with things in the wrong way, "This... Ah-Fei is a man, so... it’s not so good?"
"Haha! You will know in a few days." Yan Qilong looked around the blushing servants. "I just want you all to know, Xiao Fei-er is already my person, no one can touch her!"
His eyes aimed towards Ah-De and the young man was scared to hide behind Zhang He’s back.
"Don't disturb me in three days, just put the food at the door of the room." Yan Qilong finished explaining, immediately turned around and walked back to the main house.
"Sigh! Master..." Zhang He looked at the figure of the master leaving and emerging out cold sweat from time to time. He had to write to his father quickly to see how to solve this problem.
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Inside the Benlong Pavilion was a spring night around the clock. The door of Yan Qilong was fully closed for three days.
As soon as the servant girls delivered food approached the door, each one of them immediately blushed and left.
Liu Feixue’s cry came from inside occasionally. Sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low-gasping sometimes cried badly, and sometimes just a few muffled groans...
In short, even Zhang He that came from time to time was also blushing away.
Late at night on the third day, Yan Qilong quietly left the room, carrying Liu Feixue to the paradise.
Within a dense fog, Liu Feixue lay languidly in Yan Qilong’s arms and protested against his unruly hands. "Mmg... don't put it in again... I am so tired..." She wept and sobbed, complaining of his excessively needed.
The bones in her entire body were about to break apart. Her white skin was covered with hickeys, and the inner side of her thighs was bruised, and down there was almost cracked.
"Okay... okay... don't cry... my Xiao Fei-er..." Touching the swelling of her private parts, his heart was full of guilt.
"It's all your fault... won’t let me sleep, always want, make me so ache..." Thinking of his previously rough treatment that made her scream so loud, the companions outside the stable surely must have heard...
This was confirmed even more by the gossip of everyone. She really became the master's "exclusive property". How would she face everyone on the ranch in the future? How would everyone treat her?
Thinking of this, a wave of grievances rushed to her heart and Liu Feixue bowed her head to shed tears. The hot tears dripped, falling onto the arms that embraced her as if a candle flame scalding his heart.
Holding up her small face, he distressingly kissed a string of broken pearls. "Xiao Fei-er, you cry, it makes me feel so painful... What's wrong? Is it really painful?"
Liu Feixue did not answer, just shook her head.
She couldn't tell the pain in her heart, otherwise, the master would mistakenly think she wanted to seek for something.
The master knew that she was a woman, but didn't say anything. He must only be coveted of the freshness like her body. When he was tired, she would tactfully leave and never have any greed.
Thinking of the day when it was inevitably to come, Liu Feixue’s tears fell even more fierce, like a child sobbed endlessly.
"What's the matter? You’re not willing to talk, seeing you like this my heart hurts..." Yan Qilong was at a loss didn’t know what to do and hugged her into his arms.
In the days that followed, Liu Feixue didn’t dare to step out of the Benlong Pavilion. As soon as the servant girls that cleaned or delivered the food saw her, all of them showed an ambiguous smile. She didn't know how the people outside would look at her.
Yan Qilong didn’t ask her to change back to women's clothing. Since then they had been sleeping together. Night and night in the wake of his teasing soaked in sexual pleasure.
She felt like a prostitute, no future, could only stay in the room and wait for the man’s favor.
Thinking about it, the tears continued to fall.
Yan Qilong excitedly hurried into the room but saw the sorrowful look of Liu Feixue bowing her head and cried, reminding him of a long time ago, a woman with the same eyes, sitting alone in the room, gasping and crying for her beloved man...
Yan Qilong stopped, stood at the door and stared at her.
"Master, you are back!" Liu Feixue found him, quickly wiped the tears and went forward.
Looking at the eyes with tears in front of him, Yan Qilong stared at in a trance, blurting out that wasn’t the name he should call. "Yunfei..."
When she heard the name, Liu Feixue’s heart jolted. The last time she heard this name was that time when the master kissed her in his sleep. Afterward, he alleged that he mistook her for someone else.
And now, although the master was looking at her, the emotion in his eyes seemed to penetrate her and didn’t see her in his eyes. Was this Yunfei the person whom the master loved?
"Master, what's the matter?" Liu Feixue forced to suppress the doubts of her heart and awakened the Yan Qilong that was off in another world.
"Not... nothing..." Yan Qilong shook his head, barely thrown off the image in his mind, adjusting the focal length of his eyes to the face of Liu Feixue. "Why did you cry again?"
Tenderly wiped away the tears stained on her face, his look began to be absent-minded again.
A long time ago, he used to wipe her tears like this...