Ancient Eden

Chapter 39

(13.1)

Naduo took the clay pot in her hand and poured some translucent and pale almond-colored liquid into Li Mang and her man’s bowls. Mu Qing had tasted this liquid once, it was slightly spicy and sour, but it carried a sweet aftertaste, like some kind of alcohol. But it was not alcohol, it was a kind of juice coming from the bark of a tree. The men here liked to drink this juice at night.

Li Mang drank the juice in his bowl and then got up. When he stood up to leave, he looked back at Mu Qing again, and their eyes met. Mu Qing understood the meaning in his eyes, he was urging her to go back with him, but she quickly averted her gaze to the side as if she hadn’t seen him and continued to whisper to Youyou sitting across from her, to learn how to talk, while playing with her a game of cat’s cradle.

Since Youyou had learned the game, she was fascinated by it, and every time she had free time, she would pull Mu Qing to play with her. She had also come up with several patterns on her own. In fact, all the little girls in this settlement had all learned the game, and it became very popular.

Mu Qing stayed until the fire was about to extinguish, even Naduo was starting to chase her away. She then helplessly stood up, making her way slowly towards the hut. Just now, she had racked her brain and thought of a very stupid method, but she wasn’t sure whether it would work or not.

Just as she approached the curtain door of the hut, a hand reached out from inside and pulled her inside somewhat roughly. Mu Qing let out a low whimper, almost stumbled as she staggered into the hut, and just as she looked like she was going to fall to the ground, Li Mang firmly grabbed her waist, bringing her into his arms.

Mu Qing smelled the faint smell of alcohol from his breath. The strength of his hands as he clutched her waist was a little big, as if he was restraining his anger.

Mu Qing’s heart was thumping frantically. But before she could even struggle, she was picked up by Li Mang and impatiently put down on the animal skin. Her shirt was pushed up at once, and she felt a wet and cool feeling on her chest, those were his lips and tongue sweeping over her skin which was somewhat burning because she had stayed too long by the scorching fire.

When Mu Qing struggled a little, he lowered his head and took her bud in his mouth, sucking and biting it as a way of punishment. His other hand held the other bud and kneaded hard on it.

Mu Qing felt a wave of pain hit her and suppressed a scream, her two hands slapped him hard on the back of his head and started to pull on his hair.

He then seemed to be somewhat satisfied, and the actions of his mouth containing her bud turned more gentle as if he was teasing her, his tongue swept back and forth on the tip of her bud, as his hand reached down to her waist and her pants.

He was now very familiar with how to undo the button and the zipper, unlike the first time when he only knew how to use brute force and ended up scratching her skin.

He pulled down her pants a bit.

Mu Qing resisted the strange tingling sensation coming from her chest and extended her hand out to grab the hand he was using to pull down her pants.

“My belly hurts ……”

Her other hand sneaked between the gap of their two bodies and covered her lower belly, frowning slightly as she looked at him, she spoke those words with a soft and desolate shivering voice, while looking at him pitifully.

This was the sentence she had just learned from Youyou.

There was a good understanding between her and Youyou now, and Youyou seemed very happy to be her language teacher. She pointed to the tree and Youyou would teach her how to pronounce the word tree, she pointed to the birds and Youyou would teach her how to pronounce the word bird. Just now she was holding her stomach while grimacing in pain in front of Youyou, so she learned this sentence.

Li Mang froze and stopped the movements of his hands, he slightly propped himself up with his hands, and stared at her with some suspicions.

There was an expression of pain on Mu Qing’s face, her two hands were grasping her stomach, and low moans were coming out from her mouth.

Li Mang stopped holding her down, and immediately got up to kneel on her side. He extended his hand to her abdomen and rubbed on it a little.

He probably believed it, for his expression looked a little anxious, with a bit of a loss as to what to do.

Mu Qing closed her eyes, the sound of her moans was powerful.

Li Mang suddenly stood up and lifted the curtain to go out.