Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 114 Life-saving elixir
  "I wonder what your sister-in-law's orders are?" After thinking about it, Jia Cong still gave in.

Chu Chan thought for a while and said, "Brother Cong, since you are a good poet, can you write one for me? No one has ever written a poem for me before?"

At this moment, Chu Chan looked charming and naive. After all, she was a young girl under 20 years old. How could she not have romantic aspirations?

Jia Cong took two deep breaths, suppressed his restless mood, stared at Chu Chan and said: "Sister-in-law, it's not that I refuse to do it, it's because I can only write love poems and I'm afraid of offending my sister-in-law and losing my etiquette."

Chu Chan was so embarrassed by him that she whispered: "Just write it, no one else will know anyway, I just left it in my thoughts."

At this moment, Jia Cong has concluded that Chu Chan is indeed lonely and looking for himself to relieve her boredom, rather than having ulterior motives. Otherwise, he would not keep telling himself about his daughter's concerns without involving others.

Jia Cong thought for a while and said, "Sister-in-law, do you have a handkerchief?"

Chu Chan thought he was going to write it on the handkerchief. After a little hesitation, she handed it to him shyly. She was quite curious in her heart what kind of poem this talented man would write for herself.

Jia Cong took the handkerchief of snow-white silk, which still carried the warm fragrance of the beauty's body. He couldn't help but put it close to his nose and smell it. It smelled so good, it was comparable to Qin Keqing's. Do all beauties have similar scents?

Seeing him like this, Chu Chan bit her lip and turned away in shame. Brother Cong was really pushing the envelope.

"It's written. Sister-in-law, please read it."

Chu Chan took the handkerchief in astonishment. There was no word on it, and she couldn't help but said angrily: "Brother Cong, you are so bold, how dare you tease me."

Jia Cong smiled slightly, wondering how he could leave his pen and ink for others to use as a clue. He said softly: "If you don't write love words or poems, you can just send a piece of plain handkerchief to express your love. Chan Qing deliberately turned over it and read it, and there were silk threads lying horizontally and vertically."

Chu Chan let out a soft cry, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment, and turned away, her heart pounding. Brother Cong is so amazing. He wrote such a good poem in the blink of an eye. No wonder the third girl is so emotional for him.

Jia Cong looked at the azure acacia Changchun Ruyi buttoned five-color fringe palace ribbon tightly tied around her waist. Her figure became more and more exquisite and undulating, and the graceful curve tightened at the waist. It was only a handful, and it suddenly slipped down. It relaxed, creating a perfect peach butt shape, making Jia Cong swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva.

"Sister-in-law..." Jia Cong felt his mouth was dry and his heart was burning.

"What's the matter?" Chu Chan was ashamed to see him at this moment and did not turn around, her voice was like a mosquito.

"Can I give you a hug?" Jia Cong's voice was dry and hoarse.

Chu Chan was so embarrassed that she secretly scolded Brother Cong for being so stupid. How should he respond to such words? Then he twisted slightly and stamped his feet to show his inner shame.

Fortunately, Jia Cong reacted, took a step forward, and hugged Chu Chan's soft and plump body tightly, like a traveler in the hot desert hugging a big ice cube, feeling comfortable and contented all over.

It's not that he suddenly became lustful and wanted to do something wrong, he was actually extremely depressed. The soul of a young and fierce man was forcibly thrust into the boy's body. He watched so many beauties of all kinds wandering around in front of him all day long. He could only watch. Not being able to eat is truly a form of torture in the world.

Most of the girls he had been in contact with before were young, such as Qingwen, Baochai, Daiyu, etc., and he couldn't think much about it. But now being teased by Chu Chan, a beauty as ripe as a peach, it was like thunder. The fire in the earth made the lava of desire in his heart almost explode.

"Brother Cong, what are you doing? Let me go, you can't!" Chu Chan hadn't been hugged by a man for an unknown amount of time. Her delicate body was weak and all her strength was taken away. She could hardly stand, so she hurriedly scolded her in a low voice.

Jia Cong tightened his arms even more, burying his head and face in Chu Chan's beautiful neck. The touching body fragrance poured into his heart like a ray of clear spring, slowly calming the irritable emotions in his heart.

"Sister-in-law, you smell so good." Jia Cong turned his head slightly, rubbed and sniffed Chu Chan's neck, and murmured.

In my heart, I just want to grow up quickly and practice martial arts. Holding Sister Bao like this and smelling her cold fragrance, wouldn't it make my soul fly to heaven? Now all I can do is look at plum blossoms to quench my thirst.

"Brother Cong, you are so bold. You dare to treat your sister-in-law lightly and not let go." Chu Chan said tremblingly. She was suddenly hit by the young man's masculinity. She only felt that her muscles and bones were soft and her whole body was sore and numb. How could she still have the strength? Struggling, even the words of rebuke were as soft as Jinling rice cakes. Jia Cong smiled and said: "If you want to blame me, blame my sister-in-law. She seduced Cong in the middle of the night. Now my little brother is about to be burned to death. Please sister-in-law, please don't move and let me hug you. Cong promises not to be frivolous towards my sister-in-law."

"Bah, I have a dirty mind, but I'm a weirdo. You said you don't look down on me, but why are you hugging me?" Chu Chan said with a red face, like a lover acting coquettishly.

"Now my sister-in-law is the life-saving elixir. I will die immediately if I let go. Therefore, it is not frivolous to ask my sister-in-law for salvation." Jia Cong leaned into Chu Chan's ear and sighed.

"Besides, my sister-in-law is someone who has been here before. She should understand how hard my brother is trying to restrain himself at this moment. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is calm and calm."

Chu Chan knew very well that her appearance was extremely vulgar, and she also clearly felt that Jia Cong behind her was breathing rapidly and his body was like charcoal. He was like a beast walking on the edge of reason and out of control. As long as he added more fire, he would break the rules of etiquette. Chains swallow people whole.

His heart was filled with excitement, fear, and some inexplicable expectations. He couldn't help but twist his delicate body slightly, as if to explore the bottom line of Jia Cong's endurance.

As the plump and smooth buttocks brushed in front of him, Jia Cong couldn't help but let out a soft cry, and quickly pressed Chu Chan's crotch to prevent her from twisting any more, saying: "Sister-in-law, don't move, do you want my life?" "

Chu Chan sneered, with a playful look on her face, and said, "Don't forget what you said. Young people, whose blood is not determined, should be wary of sex, and carefully break your boy's skills."

Jia Cong smiled bitterly. He dared to tease me. He felt cruel in his heart. He held Chu Chan's slender waist with one hand, unbuttoned her waist with the other, and reached in like a spiritual snake.

It was midsummer and the weather was hot. Chu Chan was only wearing a thin silk shirt with only a tube top underneath. Jia Cong held her hand full of warm jade.

The two groaned almost simultaneously.

"Brother Cong, don't..." Chu Chan held his hand and begged.

Jia Cong chuckled and suddenly heard the girl's voice coming from downstairs.

"Greetings to the second grandma, our grandma is enjoying the coolness upstairs."

The two were startled and hurriedly separated.

Chu Chan hurriedly tied the buttons and said anxiously: "It's over if my siblings see it. Be careful and don't let anything slip."

Jia Cong smiled slightly and said softly: "Sister-in-law, don't be afraid. She can't see me. Just go and deal with her. I'll go and do it."

After saying that, he glanced at her reluctantly, turned over, and found that she had crossed the railing and landed gently on the grass behind without making a sound.

"Bah, you are such an apprentice who steals jade and fragrance. Is this why you practice martial arts?" Chu Chan hurriedly walked to the fence and saw that Jia Cong had disappeared. She cursed in her heart. Thinking of what happened just now, she felt a little sad. The jing wavered, and I was overwhelmed with shame and anger.

Jia Cong walked away quickly, looking for a woman to lead the way, and returned to the room, secretly alert in his heart. Practicing martial arts went smoothly in the previous life. The fundamental reason was that the family was very strict and I had never seen women of the caliber of Chu Chan, Qin Keqing, and Xue Baochai.

Nowadays, times have changed, and beauties are surrounded by people and are easily available. This has undoubtedly raised the difficulty of boy kung fu to a hellish level.

No matter how strong your will is, one day your defenses will fall, and you will increasingly feel your energy and blood fluctuating, and your mind will wander. This is not a good sign.

Jia Cong secretly made up his mind to keep a distance from the beauty before his martial arts skills were perfected, otherwise he would be in danger.

(End of this chapter)