Chapter 155: Ancient Side Story: Devouring the Little Wet Nurse (4)
Previously, being stirred and rubbed had already brought Ji Ning to a state where the roots of her thighs were trembling with pleasure. Only when the man had his fill of grinding and pressed down on her legs to thrust with heavy force did Ji Ning understand what paradise truly felt like.
Her body was now like an overripe peach, thin-skinned and soft-fleshed. Every time the cock, hard as an iron pestle, jabbed into her, she trembled with comfort, impatiently spitting out a gush of honeyed nectar.
When Xing Ye moved faster, that nectar was sent splashing out from his thrusts, spraying between both their thighs.
Ji Ning turned her head, her cheeks burning crimson. She mustered some courage and opened her eyes to look at him, her gaze landing on the knotted muscles of his waist and abdomen, unable to look away.
Perhaps due to a martial artist's exposure to wind and sun, his entire body's skin was like honey. Her fair legs were propped up over his arms, the two contrasting shades of light and dark mixed together, making one's heart thump wildly at the sight.
Just as their entanglement was at its most intense, a hushed summons came from outside the door: "Madam Ji, Prince Duan requests your presence."
Ji Ning was greatly alarmed. The strength that had drained away returned as she sat up and pushed Xing Ye away, putting on her clothes and fixing her hair with little regard for anything else.
Just as she had barely finished tidying up, the door was suddenly pushed open. The maidservant, who had received no response for some time, entered to search for her.
"Madam Ji, so you were here. I heard nothing and thought you were out."
Ji Ning had disguised just in time. Now, under the maidservant's gaze, she stood up from beside the cradle, withdrew the hand that had been gently patting the swaddled baby, and walked to the maidservant, pulling her out. "The young master has fallen asleep. Let's talk outside."
With that, she cast an unobtrusive glance back. Seeing that Xing Ye's traces were already gone from the room, she finally relaxed.
Once they were outside, the maidservant's voice grew a little louder. "Madam Ji, quickly come with me. Sun Niangzi will look after the young master for now."
Ji Ning couldn't help but ask, "Didn't I just see His Highness not long ago…"
The maidservant shot her a sidelong glance. "How dare we servants casually speculate on the master's intentions? We simply do as we're told."
"Miss is right." Ji Ning lowered her head and replied softly, asking no more questions. She followed the maidservant, first going to Sun Niangzi's room to explain matters, and then heading to the main courtyard where Prince Duan resided.
After a complicated series of handovers, the person leading Ji Ning had changed three times by now. She was led in front of a small pavilion-style study nestled within the bamboo grove. After waiting a while, she was directly summoned in.
In the room, Prince Duan sat alone, holding a book. After the attendant who had led Ji Ning in departed, only the two of them remained.
Ji Ning dared not even breathe loudly. Especially since she had just moments ago been fooling around in bed with a strange man right in his mansion, her guilt intensified even further.
"Why are you standing so far away? I can't even hear you being questioned. Come and sit before me."
Prince Duan's voice was still familiar. Ji Ning said, "Yes," and sat down on the chair before the desk, though she merely perched on the edge, her head still lowered, only daring to stare at the desk's edge.
"Why is your face so red?"
Hearing Prince Duan's question, Ji Ning's heart tightened. She answered in a muffled voice, "Reporting to Prince Duan, this servant just coaxed the young master and fed him some milk…"
"A little baby nurses, so why is your face red?"
A hint of amusement laced his voice. Ji Ning felt terribly embarrassed and stammered, "It's not this servant's own child. I am not yet accustomed to it."
"Oh?" Prince Duan drawled slowly, his voice like the soft pluck of a bass string. "Is the young master accustomed to your milk?"
Speaking of this, a touch of joy spread through Ji Ning's heart. She answered cheerfully, "Replying to Your Highness, the young master likes it. He fell asleep while eating."
She didn't know why Prince Duan laughed after she said this. His laughter, entangled in his chest with faint vibrations, tickled her ears to the point of itching.
Afterward, Prince Duan said something that made Ji Ning's face drain of color.
"Since the young master likes it, it means your milk is not bad. Come here and let me also taste the flavor."
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