The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Wang Long took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Wanyun, this...this isn't appropriate..."

"What's inappropriate about it?"

Xu Wanyun interrupted him, but her hands didn't stop moving.

"Uncle Long... are you looking down on me?"

Wang Long shook his head repeatedly. Such a stunning beauty, he was too happy to look down on her.

Xu Wanyun's movements were gentle, and her voice was sweet to the bone.

In stark contrast to her usual appearance, she possessed a natural allure.

"Uncle Long, you've given Wanyun so much, I... I just want to give you a back rub, I won't do anything to you~"

Wang Long blushed. How could Xu Wanyun be so clever?

He simply couldn't refuse!

Xu Wanyun's hand moved slowly across his shoulder, the handkerchief damp with warm water gliding across his skin, sending shivers of tingling sensation through him.

She handled it as if she were polishing a precious piece of porcelain, being extremely careful, as if afraid of breaking it.

Wang Long closed his eyes, trying hard not to think about the body so close to him behind him.

But the more I tried not to think about it, the more the stunning figure in the moonlight appeared in my mind.

It was simply too tempting; at this moment, Wang Long's mind was filled with erotic images.

I simply can't calm down.

He was breathing rapidly, he was furious.

"Uncle Long".

Xu Wanyun's voice rang out again, this time very close to her ear.

Her breath brushed against his ear, warm and gentle, carrying a faint lotus fragrance.

Are you... nervous?

Wang Long opened his eyes, turned his head, and met her gaze.

Their eyes met, so close they were almost touching.

Her face was so close that you could see every single eyelash, and her beautiful eyes were misty with tears, reflecting his face.

Wang Long's breathing paused for a moment, then became even more rapid.

"Wanyun, you..."

"Shh~"

Xu Wanyun raised a finger and gently pressed it against his lips.

"Jiaojiao is asleep, let's keep our voices down and not disturb her."

Wang Long's body stiffened, and he subconsciously glanced at the wall.

His heart was pounding faster, his blood was boiling, and he felt like he was being roasted over a fire.

Jiaojiao was sleeping in the next room, while her master was soaking in the bathtub with her.

If this gets discovered...

Wang Long dared not think further, yet he couldn't help but think further.

The tension, excitement, and taboo feelings surged over him like a tidal wave, overwhelming him.

Xu Wanyun seemed to sense his thoughts, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

She didn't say anything and continued to rub his back.

This time, she didn't use a handkerchief, but used her hands directly.

Slender fingers pressed on Wang Long's shoulder, the fingertips slightly cool, gently kneading with just the right amount of pressure.

Wang Long felt as if his shoulders were wrapped in a ball of cotton, soft and warm, with every pore relaxing.

Xu Wanyun's fingers moved slowly across his shoulder, from his neck to his shoulder blade, and from his shoulder blade to his back, inch by inch, carefully and meticulously.

Her technique was clumsy, clearly she had never rubbed someone's back before, but her earnestness and focus made Wang Long's heart itch.

"Wanyun".

Wang Long's voice was hoarse.

"Um?"

"Have you...have you ever given someone a back massage before?"

Xu Wanyun paused for a moment, then smiled gently.

"have!"

"Who?"

Wang Long felt a little jealous.

"Of course it's Jiaojiao, I often help her scrub her back."

Xu Wanyun smiled sweetly.

Wang Long fell silent.

So this girl is playing me for a fool?

Xu Wanyun added slyly.

"However, there is a miscellaneous book in the academy that records the local customs and traditions of various places. In one passage, it mentions..."

She paused, then lowered her voice.

"The custom of wives rubbing their husbands' backs was mentioned."

She's a voracious reader; what hasn't she read?

She had admired erotic paintings before, but she was indifferent to them. She never expected that they would be used today.

Wang Long's heart skipped a beat again.

Wife helps husband...

Is she implying something?

Or am I just overthinking it?

Wang Long dared not ask or think, he simply closed his eyes and let her fingers wander over his shoulder.

Xu Wanyun moved her hand from his shoulder to his back, her fingertips pressing on the muscles on both sides of his spine, slowly moving downwards.

Her movements were very light and slow, as if she were measuring his body.

Wang Long felt as if his back was on fire, spreading from his spine to his limbs, burning him intensely.

Xu Wanyun's fingers suddenly stopped at his waist, and she gently pressed her fingertips down.

Wang Long shuddered, as if he had been electrocuted, and his whole body tensed up.

"Uncle Long".

Xu Wanyun's gentle voice slowly rang out.

"You...you really want to..."

Wang Long swallowed hard, his voice hoarse.

"No...no."

"No?"

Xu Wanyun's fingers gently traced his waist, sending a tingling sensation through him.

"Then why are you shaking?"

Wang Long looked down and saw that his hands were indeed trembling slightly.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"The water...the water is too hot."

Xu Wanyun chuckled softly, not exposing his lie.

Her fingers continued to trace patterns on his back.

Wang Long felt his body getting hotter and hotter, his blood surging through his veins, and his rationality crumbling little by little.

He could feel Xu Wanyun pressed tightly against his back, soft and warm.

The soaking wet bath towel had already been laid down.

Wang Long suddenly opened his eyes and reached out to press down on her hand that was on his shoulder.

"Wanyun".

His voice was hoarse, with an uncontrollable tremor.

That's enough.

Xu Wanyun's hand froze.

"Uncle Long...you..."

That's enough!

Wang Long released her hand and took a deep breath.

"If you keep doing this, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back."

Xu Wanyun was silent for a moment, then chuckled softly.

"Can't help what?"

Wang Long didn't answer; he just closed his eyes and gasped for breath.

He could feel Xu Wanyun's body pressing even closer, close enough to feel the softness of her chest.

"Uncle Dragon~"

Xu Wanyun's voice was very soft and gentle, carrying a hint of expectation that she herself was unaware of.

"Are you... are you feeling really uncomfortable?"

Wang Long's breathing suddenly became rapid, and his whole body tensed up like a fully drawn bow.

He gritted his teeth, trying hard to control himself.

"Wanyun, stop talking."

Xu Wanyun ignored him and instead brought her face even closer, her lips brushing against his earlobe, her voice as soft as a feather.

"Uncle Long, I'm sorry."

Wang Long was taken aback.

"What?"

"I...I'm not available today."

Xu Wanyun's voice carried a hint of apology.

"My period is here, I can't... I can't let you have your way."

Wang Long paused for a moment, then exhaled a long breath, his tense body relaxing slightly.

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder she only rubbed his back and didn't go any further.

"fine."

Wang Long shook his head, his voice returning to normal.

"I'm already very happy that you came to help me."

"It's getting late, you should go and get some rest."

Xu Wanyun did not move.

She remained close behind him, her arms wrapped around his waist, her face buried in the crook of his shoulder.

"Uncle Long".

"Um?"

"You...do you think I'm shameless?"

Wang Long paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"How could that be?"

"Then why...why did you kick me out?"

Wang Long opened his mouth, wanting to say that men and women should be different, that it was inappropriate to do this, or that it was not proper to do this.

But the words just wouldn't come out.

Because he knew in his heart that he didn't want her to leave.

"Wanyun".

Wang Long's voice sounded somewhat helpless.

"If you stay here any longer, I'm afraid I really won't be able to hold back."

Xu Wanyun was silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled softly.

She loosened her hands from his waist, reached into the water, and groped for something.

Before Wang Long could react, she had already moved to face him.

Moonlight streamed in through the window and fell on her face.

That beautiful, refined face was now flushed, her eyes were misty with tears, and her lips were slightly pursed.

"Wanyun, you..."

Before Wang Long could finish speaking, Xu Wanyun reached out and gently pressed her hand against his chest.

With my palm pressed against his heart, I could feel its strong, powerful beating.

"Uncle Long".

Her voice was soft, with a hint of shyness and a touch of determination.

"Xu Wanyun can help you in other ways~"