"Eeya... Ah, um, ooh... Haa..."
Like the soft chirping of a nightingale, the melodious voice of a cuckoo, gentle and tender, flowed through the room like shimmering ripples on a starry night stream, carrying with it the gentle flow of silver beads and jade.
Xue Tang leaned against the bed, her two shapely, slender legs spread apart, her snow-white feet slightly raised on tiptoe. Her arches were soft and white, her ankles rosy, like peeled boiled eggs, their lines graceful and elegant, like lotus petals.
Her toes curled slightly as she stepped under the covers, her long, white toes sometimes curling, sometimes curling, her exquisitely shaped big toe sometimes rising, delicately pink and smooth, like a work of jade.
Long, slender arms slipped between her jade-like hips, the smooth, flowing muscles pulsating gently like clear stream water, emitting soft, gurgling sounds. Beneath her flat, snow-white abdomen, two plump, rosy labia majora, glistened with tender, white flesh.
Two slender, slightly translucent fingers slipped inside her vulva, caressing the moist, pink flesh of her inner labia majora. Occasionally, they would pinch the clitoris, like tiny pink pearls, while the tips of her fingers bent into her vaginal opening, stretching, wriggling, scooping, and kneading. Not only were her swollen, peach-like labia majora glistening with moisture, but a trickle of white, lustful fluid flowed from the lower edge of her opening.
Just like her younger sister, Yu Tang, this beauty was no stranger to masturbation; in fact, she was quite adept at it.
Having possessed a pure Yin constitution, she experienced sexual desire early on, making her more prone to arousal than others. Therefore, after her first menstruation, she instinctively mastered this sweet stimulation, sometimes even exceeding four or five times a day.
"Ah...ha...mmm~"
Xue Tang's legs suddenly tensed, curving into even more graceful lines. From her glistening, tender vulva, a thin, translucent stream of fluid suddenly gushed out. The vulva opened and closed, spraying several times in succession. The first time, slightly further away, it left a wildly twisting wet stain on the sheets; then closer, it sprayed onto her crotch, hanging like thin milk at the entrance.
The entire room was instantly filled with a fragrance as sweet as orchids and musk, as fresh as ripe fruit, carrying a hint of fishiness yet exceptionally fresh and intense.
At the moment of climax, Xue Tang felt her mind go blank for a moment, and for a long while, she could only hear her own soft, sobbing breaths.
Although the pleasure was intense, it was fleeting, immediately followed by an overwhelming emptiness.
Suddenly, Xue Tang felt tired. Her small hands, while caressing her sticky, muddy vulva, found a strange comfort in the touch, combined with the post-orgasmic exhaustion, creating a hypnotic drowsiness that momentarily overwhelmed the emptiness.
Even though her instinct for cleanliness made her want to get up and clean her sticky, messy genitals, the overwhelming drowsiness rendered her legs immobile. Unconsciously, Xue Tang drifted off to sleep with her legs spread wide, her private parts completely exposed.
Completely unprepared, this was naturally due to being at home, where she relaxed naturally.
Moreover, having decided to completely break free from her uncle, Xue Tang was even less likely to leave home easily, subconsciously regarding it as a safe haven, which further increased her relaxation.
However, she wasn't entirely unprepared. Last time, the butler, Uncle Qin, sneaked in while she was sleeping… and thankfully, she woke up when he picked up her feet and rubbed his face against them.
So, she didn't let Uncle Qin do anything more outrageous. She couldn't bear to expose him, because Uncle Qin had dedicated his entire life to the Luo family, practically watched her grow up, and had never married or had children.
If he were kicked out of the Luo family, Uncle Qin would have nowhere to go, so she softened and didn't reveal the truth.
Of course, what Xue Tang didn't know was that after she truly fell asleep, Uncle Qin returned…
Just like now.
The soundly sleeping Xue Tang didn't notice the faint sound coming from the doorway, as if someone was unlocking it. A few moments later, a middle-aged man in a pure black suit entered.
Uncle Qin.
Upon entering, Uncle Qin's gaze was immediately drawn to Xue Tang on the bed. He seemed slightly guilty, glancing first at the glass of water on the bedside table.
The water was almost gone.
He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and began to strip off his meticulously arranged clothes.
His face, usually as calm as still water, was shattered by excitement. The erotic and beautiful scene before him, the alluring feminine fragrance in the air, made it difficult for Uncle Qin to breathe, and his dark penis eagerly hardened.
Unbeknownst to Xue Tang, the water had been laced with a colorless and odorless sleeping pill, which had caused her waves of intense drowsiness.
And the door lock?
Little did she know that Uncle Qin had worked for the Luo family for so many years; as the butler, how could he not be capable of picking the lock in an emergency? It was impossible for her to be able to prevent him from entering.
Qin Bo knelt on the bed, his eyes fixed on Xue Tang's parted legs. Between the alluring valley, the cherry-red cleft was fully exposed, its white and tender flesh slightly parted by the position, revealing the delicate, almost peach-pink inner labia.
Between the thick, moist labia, two small, delicate labia minora, like newly cut willow leaves or the tips of clams and the tongues of sparrows, nestled between the two peach-pink petals, glistening with dew and nectar, adorning the delicate petals.
The entrance to the vulva appeared as several tight, tender red folds merging into the lower edge of a clam's mouth, within the taut, bead-shaped frenulum of the labia. From the outside, the pinkish-red entrance was almost invisible.
Only a captivating, dewy, rosy patch remained, while from the entrance to the perineum, a fragrant white fluid hung, like a thin stream of dew flowing between the buttocks.
"Young Miss just masturbated..."
Qin Bo muttered to himself, closely observing Xue Tang's vulva. Seeing the traces of vaginal fluid and the mess on the bed, he swallowed hard and said,
"This won't do. Young Miss forgot to clean up; how can I, as her butler, ignore it?"
As he spoke, he parted Xue Tang's labia with his hand. It was as tender as milk curd, incredibly soft, the smooth flesh almost sticking to his fingers, yet surprisingly slippery.