Chapter 890: Chapter 525: Gu Opposes This Marriage Proposal
Su Xiaoxiao: “……”
Zhao Rong beamed brightly.
Su Xiaoxiao, the little Fox Demon who aspired to be a talented woman skilled in all arts, felt something was off.
She stammered, “Wha… what instrument?”
Zhao Rong tightened his embrace on the chubby little one in his arms, lowered his head, and captured her delicate, petite, soft white earlobe in his mouth, gently sucked on it, blew a warm breath, and then sucked harder.
“Sizzle～”
In the quiet study room bathed in the early morning sun, the sound of some saliva broke the tranquility.
The beauty in his arms trembled, then struggled a bit, but only with some symbolic effort.
Soon she went limp in Zhao Rong’s embrace.
Zhao Rong held her tighter, his mouth and tongue didn’t stop, as he continued to savor Su Xiaoxiao’s pearl-like earlobe, licking it bit by bit, tasting it meticulously.
He felt a delightful sweetness in his mouth, light and slightly milky.
Just like after a milk bath, without wiping off, the exquisite flavor that naturally soaks into a woman’s skin.
Zhao Rong enjoyed it immensely.
This was the familiar scent of Su Xiaoxiao’s fragrant sweat.
Zhao Rong’s nostrils were still filled with her pleasant body fragrance.
This silly girl’s body, whether it was the Fox Clan’s natural allure to serve men’s preferences,
or her innate beauty, born stunningly lovely, she was the finest wonder in the world.
Her petite body was like a Magic Potion tempting Zhao Rong towards mischief, igniting a fiercer evil fire in his lower abdomen.
A casual hug, sniff, or taste would fill Zhao Rong’s mouth and heart with flavors, an endless craving, saliva flowing.
He just wanted to take more.
This silly little Fox Demon, simply driving people to distraction without paying for their lives.
Most crucially, every time she still had that dumb, innocent look, mumbling don’t, don’t take it away…
The little Fox Demon murmured, “Mmm mmm mmm… mmm~”
Zhao Rong buried his head into the trembling Su Xiaoxiao’s neck, took a deep breath, unable to control the burning fire in his lower abdomen,
Zhao Rong opened his mouth, somewhat dominantly taking her entire little ear into his mouth, lightly biting, licking, and sucking, wishing he could break it down and swallow it whole.
Meanwhile, he murmured indistinctly in Su Xiaoxiao’s ear:
“Little author, if you keep writing, there will be no book left.”
“……”
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Li River, Little Solitary Hill.
In the morning, in the bamboo house where Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao stayed, a scene of red sleeves adding fragrance was unfolding…
About the time of incense stick burning passed.
Zhao Rong had a hard time coaxing a Su Xiaoxiao who was about to leave home and never see Zhao Lang again.
“Boohoo, big liar, you can’t even play the zither, just knew sweet-talking me, boohoohoo…”
Su Xiaoxiao sniffled.
She felt this was yet another major crisis in her short ‘Fox life’, being deceived by Zhao Rong in both heart and body, accidentally falling into a bandit’s den, never to escape again.
Having met the wrong person, boohoohoo.
Zhao Rong’s face showed remorse, somewhat embarrassed.
He looked at the tearful little girl, stepped forward.
Picked her up and rubbed her little head.
Initially, Su Xiaoxiao ignored him, but later snuggled into her lover’s embrace.
Before long.
Zhao Rong saw it was not early, having accompanied Xiaoxiao all morning in their antics.
He cleared his throat lightly, hinting at something.
Su Xiaoxiao pretended not to hear.
Zhao Rong said directly, “All right, Xiaoxiao, the game’s over, time for business.”
Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head, “What business?”
“What what business?”
“What what what business?”
“…….” Zhao Rong opened his mouth, stopping the nesting.
The little Fox Demon continued the nesting, murmuring, “If you don’t say what what what business, how do I know what what what what what…”
Zhao Rong was speechless, “Stop stop stop, don’t twist it anymore, your tongue is going to tie up.”
Earlier, she dragged him out of bed to study, but then muddledly agreed to many requests.
For instance… after finishing reading.
She promised to do once female craftwork for Zhao Rong.
At this moment, inside the Bamboo Forest wooden house, at the desk.
Zhao Rong picked up Su Xiaoxiao into his arms to prevent her from running away.
He embraced her from behind, the two sitting stacked on the chair.
Zhao Rong glanced at the Jade Flute still in the hands of the beauty in his arms, blinked, and whispered softly in her ear:
“Hmm, I heard… someone recently learned a new musical instrument and also has a talent for music theory… How about I teach you a new… ‘instrument’?”
Su Xiaoxiao: “……”
Zhao Rong smiled brightly.
A certain Fox Demon, who wanted to be a talented woman and desired to master everything from music to painting, felt something was off.
She stammered, “Wh… what instrument?”
Zhao Rong tightened his arms around the chubby little one in his embrace, lowered his head, and gently nibbled on her small, delicate, and soft white earlobe, taking it into his mouth, blowing a warm breath, and then sucking hard again.
“Tsk~”
In the quiet study bathed in the morning sunlight, the sound of some saliva broke the silence.
The beauty in his embrace shuddered, then struggled slightly, but it was merely a symbolic effort.
Soon, she went soft in Zhao Rong’s arms.
Zhao Rong held her tighter, his lips and tongue never stopping, continuing to suck on Su Xiaoxiao’s pearl-like small earlobe, licking it bit by bit, savoring it delicately.
He tasted a sweet flavor in his mouth that was faint, yet with a hint of milk.
It was like the enchanting taste naturally absorbed into the skin after a milk bath, without wiping.
Zhao Rong relished it.
This was the familiar scent of Su Xiaoxiao’s fragrant sweat.
Zhao Rong’s nostrils were filled with her pleasant body fragrance.
This silly little Fox Demon’s body, was it naturally seductive as the Fox Clan’s talent that catered to a man’s preferences?
Or was she inherently beautiful, the most marvelous woman in the world?
Her petite body was like a Magic Potion enticing Zhao Rong to sin, making the evil fire in his abdomen burn more vigorously.
With just a casual embrace, a sniff, a taste, Zhao Rong found endless flavor, mouth watering.
He only wanted to take more.
This silly little Fox Demon was simply fatal in her allure.
Most crucially, each time she still wore a dumb and innocent look, shouting no, no, take it away, take it away…
The Fox Demon mumbled in a daze: “Mmm mmm mmm… mmm~”
Zhao Rong buried his head in the trembling Su Xiaoxiao’s neck, took a deep breath, and could no longer restrain the burning fire in his abdomen,
He opened his mouth, somewhat assertively engulfing her entire little ear in his mouth, lightly biting and sucking, as if wishing to swallow it into his belly.
At the same time, he whispered in Su Xiaoxiao’s ear, somewhat indistinctly:
“Little writer, if you keep writing, the book will be gone.”
“……”
Li River, Little Lonely Mountain.
In the morning, within the bamboo house where Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao stayed, a scene of romantic charm was playing out…
About the time of a burning incense stick later.
It took Zhao Rong quite an effort to coax the running away, never to see Zhao Lang again, Su Xiaoxiao.
“Wah wah, big liar, you can’t even play the zither, only knowing how to deceive me with sweet words, wah wah wah…”
Su Xiaoxiao sniffled.
She only felt this was another major crisis in her brief ‘fox life,’ deceived in heart and body by Zhao Rong, stepping into a thief’s den, unable to escape.
She ruefully lamented, wah wah wah.
Zhao Rong looked embarrassed and a bit awkward.
Seeing the teary-eyed little girl, he stepped forward.
While holding her, he gently rubbed her little head.
Su Xiaoxiao initially resisted, but later she snuggled into her lover’s arms.
Before long.
Zhao Rong noticed it was getting late; he had been amusing with Xiaoxiao all morning.
He coughed lightly, hinting at something.
Su Xiaoxiao pretended not to hear.
Zhao Rong said directly, “Alright, Xiaoxiao, the game’s over, it’s time for us to handle serious matters.”
Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head, “What serious matters?”
“What what serious matters?”
“What what what serious matters?”
“……” Zhao Rong opened his mouth and stopped the nesting dolls talk.
The little Fox Demon continued the nesting dolls talk, muttering, “If you don’t say what what what serious matters, how would I know what what what what what…”
Zhao Rong was speechless, “Stop stop stop, don’t go in circles, your tongue will tie up.”
Earlier, she had forcibly dragged him out of bed to study, yet muddle-headedly agreed to many requests.
For example… after reading.
She agreed to do a woman’s embroidery for Zhao Rong.
At this moment, in the bamboo forest wooden house, in front of the desk.
Zhao Rong suddenly pulled Su Xiaoxiao into his arms to prevent her from running away.
He embraced her from behind, both of them sitting together on the chair.