Chapter 50: Come On

Liu Liwa, half-asleep and groggy, felt suddenly very hot all over. He had been sleeping on this wooden plank for several days, waking up several times each night from the cold. Why was it so hot today? And there was also a feeling of pressure.

He subconsciously lifted a corner of the quilt. Suddenly, the pressure behind him felt even heavier, and the lifted quilt was pulled back over him. Liu Liwa felt as if he was wrapped in a piece of burning charcoal. The squeezing sensation on his back became more obvious—soft, tender, and incredibly full and plump. What was happening?

Liu Liwa couldn’t take it anymore; he was drenched in sweat. He turned over, and immediately, a fragrance like orchids and musk filled his nostrils. A fair, glowing jade-like arm reached out and hooked around his neck—warm and soft as jade, pale and smooth as lotus root. Before him was a charming, flower-like face, with eyebrows like distant hills, a nose like a bright pearl, and cherry lips as red as rose petals. Her eyes were tightly shut, but her eyelashes trembled slightly. Her arms held Liu Liwa’s neck tightly, yet he could still glimpse a flash of crimson in the dark quilt—the legendary bellyband. The full summits of the maiden pressed against his chest, almost flattening the peaks into plains. Under the quilt, Liu Liwa’s legs were tightly pinned by a pair of stronger legs, as if clamped by crab pincers. He could clearly feel the smooth, delicate skin, like satin draped over him.

Thoughts in the day, dreams at night. Thinking of women during the day led to lustful dreams at night.

Liu Liwa was sure he was dreaming. Otherwise, how could Qin Wan’er, who had been crying earlier, appear in his quilt? Living under the same roof every day, a fiery youth and a pure jade maiden—it was no wonder he had such dreams.

Since it was a dream, Liu Liwa didn’t hold back. He wanted to first carefully examine the material of the bellyband. He shifted his body slightly backward and effortlessly reached out a hand. Hmm, the bellyband was made of silk, damp with fine sweat. The summits of the maiden inside the bellyband trembled like spirited jade rabbits, plump and full, their elasticity nearly pushing his hand away. At the same time, the arm hooked around his neck tightened slightly, and the maiden’s closed eyes fluttered even more.

Damn, this dream feels so real, and it even has warmth. Liu Liwa was overjoyed. Without hesitation, he reached out his hand, touching the bellyband and then the hip bones. His fingers slid down along the crevice, smooth and delicate. Liu Liwa knew it was the feel of high-quality silk underpants. But since it was a dream, the underpants could be ignored. He pulled aside the edge, reached in, and… ah…

A low groan escaped Liu Liwa’s throat as a sharp, burning pain shot through his ear, as if bitten by a crocodile. He struggled hard to break free and saw Qin Wan’er in his arms finally open her eyes. They were as bright as stars in the night sky, as clear as autumn water, but now they blazed with anger. However, she quickly covered Liu Liwa’s mouth and cautiously glanced back. It was still dark all around, but she could see the little loli Xinying sleeping peacefully inside the curtain.

Liu Liwa also touched his nearly bitten-off ear, confirming that this was not a dream.

“Aren’t you going to take your hand out?” Qin Wan’er whispered fiercely, her voice low.

Liu Liwa still had one hand inside the underpants, exploring the ‘jungle.’ Startled by her words, his hand trembled and found the deep, hidden valley within the jungle.

Qin Wan’er shuddered all over and let out an involuntary whimper. She opened her mouth and bit down on his shoulder. Liu Liwa winced in pain and quickly pulled his hand out, bringing two strands of ‘fragrant grass’ with him. Qin Wan’er’s eyes welled with tears as she glared at him, saying, “You… how could you treat me like this?”

Liu Liwa was also in pain from her bite, but he let it go, seeing the two strands of fragrant grass between his fingers. He whispered, “Big sister, why did you crawl into my quilt? You’re crushing me so hard I can’t breathe. I thought I was having a nightmare, being smothered by a ghost!”

“Bah! You’re the ghost, a lustful hungry ghost!” Qin Wan’er snapped, but remembering she was in the same quilt with him, she couldn’t help but blush, her cheeks flushing bright red, radiant and stunning. Thinking of how she had mustered the courage to face this turning point in her life, she gritted her teeth and said, “Come on!”

“Huh?” Liu Liwa was stunned. He saw the maiden lying stiff and straight, like a corpse on the wooden plank, looking all too much like a dead person waiting to be encoffined. “Big sister, what do you want me to do?”

“Whatever you want to do, just do it!” Qin Wan’er closed her eyes, her face blood-red, her body trembling like a sieve. She felt ashamed, afraid, nervous, helpless, and sorrowful all at once, a mix of emotions so intense she nearly fainted.

Seeing Qin Wan’er’s determined expression, Liu Liwa suddenly understood. Excitement and joy surged through him instantly. He had been guarding the chicken coop without getting any eggs, but now he was going straight for the chicken itself—and Qin Wan’er was a virgin chick!

There are many situations where people are not controlled by their thoughts. For example, women often say men are creatures of their lower bodies. Men often say women are fickle. These things are beyond the scope of normal human thinking. For instance, now, Liu Liwa, before his transmigration, had been tormented by Furong and Yufeng, nearly losing his manhood. Forced to visit a foot massage parlor, he had just begun to kindle some sparks with the lady when he transmigrated. At the Intoxication Pavilion, he often saw ancient-style women with revealing clothing, spending whole days with his corpus cavernosum engorged. If this continued, he would either die from frustration or commit suicide.

So now, without another word, his mind went blank, leaving only one belief: “Go, go, go, ole ole ole, do it, do it, do it, ole ole ole…”

With a rhythm like bamboo clappers, snowflakes as big as flowers fell from the sky. Upon closer look, they were the maidens’ bellybands… Dang li ge dang, dang li ge dang, no need for idle chatter, let’s talk about how the underpants are like cotton candy…

Liu Liwa’s heart was busy with rap artistry, and his hands were equally deft. Without making loud noises, keeping the table balanced, and avoiding waking the little loli Meng Xinying, he swiftly and safely completed the tasks of undressing, combing hair, and washing up. He was especially careful and thorough in cleaning the divine weapon, as a clean and hygienic sex life is the start of a happy life.

By the time he finished all this, Qin Wan’er’s nervousness had eased somewhat. After all, Liu Liwa’s actions were very different from what she had imagined. During the past two days of training, she had secretly followed Wu Liniang at night, climbed over doors, eavesdropped by windows, and seen how many guests treated the girls. Most were rough and wild. In this era, women were men’s appendages; in the pleasure house, women were playthings—not afraid of being damaged or broken, as long as the master had money!

Liu Liwa’s actions took her by surprise. He gently undressed and meticulously combed her hair and washed up. This made Qin Wan’er feel deeply respected. Choosing him as the turning point in her life was worth it!