Chapter 65: Reward

Chapter 65

Reward

Once they were in the carriage, Nie Shuang moved closer to lean on Song Qilin’s strong arm. In fact, she had wanted to rest her head on his shoulder, but he was too tall for her to reach. Song Qilin smiled, looking down at his sweetly affectionate wife with eyes filled with tenderness and wrapped his arm around her, pulling her into his embrace.

"Did I do well? Is Shuang Shuang pleased?"

Nie Shuang smiled, looking up at him cutely. She started to nod but then shook her head instead.

"Not really. How could you be so harsh? Poor Young Miss Wang will have to shave her head. You didn’t have to punish her so severely."

"If I hadn’t done that, they would only keep bothering you. Believe me, after this, no one will dare to trouble you again."

He replied, bending down to kiss her forehead. Nie Shuang wrinkled her nose at him, thinking about how strict he was. She remembered how he had treated her without mercy when they first met. But now, she found him irresistibly attractive—handsome, thoughtful, and smart. He understood her, knew what she was thinking and what she needed. The way he defended her, refusing to let anyone belittle the trade she took so much pride in, made her admire him even more. A good husband like this—where else could she find one?

"Qilin...when will you be leaving?"

She asked, her voice laced with sadness that even she hadn’t noticed, but Song Qilin quickly sensed it. He had already delayed his departure to stay for the Qixi Festival, but hearing the sorrow in her voice made him soften.

"How about another two days?"

Hearing this, Nie Shuang hugged him tightly, feeling a deep sense of longing, she had never felt before.

When they arrived back at the mansion, they stopped by to check on their sleeping children. Even though it was late, Nie Shuang, out of habit, went to take a bath. Song Qilin, far from finding it bothersome, actually liked it. She was always clean, and her skin always carried a faint fragrance. When the servants brought in the bathwater, he stepped away to wash his face and freshen up. Steam drifted from the adjacent bathing room, and the sound of water splashing and her contented sighs made his face feel hot. Without realizing it, he walked into the bathing room. The faint steam, illuminated by the lamplight, made everything seem dreamlike.

Nie Shuang was lying naked in the water, her cheeks flushed from the heat, her skin glowing, and her damp hair framing her face in a way that made her look incredibly alluring. She leaned back against the tub with her eyes closed, but when she opened them and saw him staring, she was startled. Had she taken too long, making him impatient?

"Qilin...I...I’m almost done,"

Her face turned red as she raised her arms to cover her chest, avoiding his intense gaze out of shyness.

Everything came with a price. Tonight, she had let the General play the hero, protecting and standing up for her. He had used his authority to confront the local officials on her behalf. She couldn’t just act like nothing had happened—now it was her turn to repay him.

Without saying a word, he undressed, revealing his strong, well-sculpted body, and stepped into the wooden tub. Nie Shuang hadn’t forgotten how much he enjoyed making love in the water. Last time, it had left her utterly drained. She lowered her head, her ears burning red. He pulled her into his arms, kissing her delicate ear tenderly, his lips hot against her skin, sending shivers throughout her body.

Though he usually gave in to her in most things, it was moments like these when his intensity became almost overwhelming. It was as though she would melt under the heat of his desire, unable to resist him at all.

His muscular chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, and Song Qilin leaned down to capture her soft lips, his tongue slipping into her sweet, tender, red mouth. He sucked and teased until the only sound in the steamy bathroom was their shared breathing. His large hands roamed over her smooth, supple body, as he kissed his way down to her full breasts. His passionate touch made Nie Shuang couldn’t help but moan, her body instinctively pressing closer to him, her stomach tightening in anticipation, yearning for something to fill the void inside. He held her tightly, moving with tender care as he entered her.

"Aaaah...ugh...s..so tight,"

She gasped in torment, her breath hitching as his large form pushed inside her. Her fingers dug into his broad shoulders, trying to release the overwhelming pleasure. He moved steadily for a while, holding her close until he finally released into her, the warmth spreading through her. Her body trembled in response, pulling him in even tighter. Nie Shuang rested her face against his strong shoulder, her arms wrapped around his neck, eyes closed in exhaustion. Her flushed cheeks made her look so adorably beautiful that Song Qilin nearly lost control again, wanting to consume her whole.

As the water started to cool, he carried her to the bed, drying her off with a towel. The sheets became slightly damp, but neither of them cared. He was too busy preparing to continue their intimacy. Her beautiful legs were gently parted to make way for him, but as he entered her again, her face contorted with both pain and pleasure, biting down on her full, red lip to stifle a moan. He was so big that she felt completely filled, her fingers clutching the bed sheets so hard that it nearly tore. His strong arms braced himself above her so as not to put too much weight on her small frame. Inside, she was warm and slick, gripping him tightly. Song Qilin could barely control himself, thrusting wildly into her as the sound of their shared pleasure echoed through the room.

Hours passed, and he had flipped her around in the sheets more times than she could count. Her skin was marked with love bites, and Nie Shuang was utterly exhausted, barely able to move. He seemed to understand that she had intended to reward him tonight, and he had taken full advantage, drinking in her presence with insatiable hunger.

B...but isn’t this too much? They had already gone through so many rounds, each one lasting an eternity! Wasn’t he satisfied yet?!

Nie Shuang pushed his chest away and turned her back to him. He relented, lying down behind her, wrapping his arms around her. Yet, even now, his hands couldn’t stay still, wandering over her body again in admiration. Eventually, his hands found their way to her breasts, cupping them gently, the soft pink tips still damp from his lips.

"How are they so big?"

He mused to himself, marveling at how someone so petite and delicate could have such full, beautiful breasts, perfectly fitting in his hands.

"Humph! You should say that to yourself,"

Nie Shuang mumbled drowsily, pouting. It was his size that made her feel so uncomfortable. The speaker may not have thought much of it, but the listener felt a rush of heat all over his body. Anything that should have settled was now stirred awake once again.

"My sweet Shuang Shuang, just one more time, I promise. After this, I’ll really let you sleep,"He whispered in that deep, irresistible voice of his. How could Nie Shuang refuse him? In the end, her precious sleep was once again delayed once again!