His Peasant Wife : Yao Ling

"What do you mean? Every woman wears this type of dudou!" Yao Ling tried to struggle and get away from him, but she failed miserably. Yao Ying had become stronger and it made her feel frustrated. She couldn’t get away from him even if she wanted to.

Yao Ling was under his mercy.

"Hmmm... probably, but they might not look as seductive as you," Yao Ying smiled. Indeed... her pale white skin was in contrast with the red color of the dudou, making her look dashing --- ready to be eaten.

Yao Ling rolled her eyes in annoyance, "Can you let me go now?"

"Not yet," Yao Ying grinned sheepishly.

"Why?!" Yao Ling whined.

"I told you that I want to leave love bite marks on your body," Yao Ying grinned mischievously.

"What?! I already told you no!" Yao Ling rejected his ideas, glaring in anger. She didn’t want to feel the same embarrassment once again. Where should she place her dignity tomorrow? Everyone would certainly laugh at her again!

"You won’t blame me if it’s not on your neck, right? As long as no one can see them?" Yao Ying found a loophole from what Yao Ling had said previously.

Yao Ling’s eyes widened, "But..."

Without giving her a chance to say anything else, he kissed her throat gently which earned a moan from Yao Ling. Although her mind wasn’t willing, her body couldn’t resist his charm. "Mmm..." She moaned passionately.

"Hmm... so sensitive..." Yao Ying smiled to himself but didn’t stop kissing her. He trailed her collarbone with his kiss, down to the upper part of her breasts.

After reaching his target, Yao Ying stopped and looked at her with a fiery gaze. Yao Ying grinned at her for a while before he enjoyed his feast. Yao Ling understood from his gaze that her husband was in the bold and unrestrained mode. She knew that she couldn’t stop this man from having what he wanted. At least, not tonight.

He kissed the top of her breasts once again, without forgetting to bite softly them softly. Once he was satisfied biting, he sucked the place where he bit and licked them to ease Yao Ling’s pain. How could Yao Ling endure this kind of pleasurable torture? She bit her lower lips, trying to hold back her moan. She wanted to move her hands and gripped the bed sheets, but her hands were restrained by Yao Ying.

’Mmm...’ That was the only thing Yao Ling could mutter.

Yao Ling didn’t dare to go down more or he would break his promise. He knew those twins buns that only covered by the dudou were restricted zone for now. Once he opened the dudou, his self-restraint would be gone with the wind.

After he felt satisfied with his works, Yao Ying looked at his epic creations and then released Yao Ling’s hands without another word. He stood up and said, "I will go first."

Yao Ling felt bewildered with the sudden loss of warmth. ’He left? Just like that?’ She asked in annoyance, "Where do you want to go?"

"Cold shower!" Yao Ying yelled at her but didn’t dare to look back. He felt that before they went all the way, he would go crazy first. He closed his eyes for a while and decided to tease his wife.

"Why? Do you want to join me?" After asking that, he turned around and looked at his wife seductively, "Or do you want to go all the way?"

"Go take a cold shower!" Yao Ling flatly answered. When she could think clearly, her annoyance came back in full force.

Yao Ying sighed in disappointment and then after looking at her breasts, he laughed out loud. "Don’t you want to see my epic creations?"

Yao Ling furrowed her eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

Yao Ying looked pointedly at her breasts while grinning wolfishly.

Yao Ling looked down, but because of the position, it was hard for her to see his so-called epic creation clearly. She took a look at it in the mirror and yelled in anger, "Yao Ying!!!" Yao Ying ran out of the room and left behind his boisterous laughter.

Yao Ling saw his real epic marks and it angered her to death! Did he think her body was some kind of blank canvas? He made various shapes of marks on her upper part of her breasts.

Were those flower-shaped marks? Peach blossoms? And what was that? She thought for a while and it was like the shape of a baby chick or something like that. Dogs? She only knew that it was the shape of an animal. Did he think her breasts were gardens?! She felt like throttling him! If she weren’t in a haze just now, she would certainly prevent him from doing this.

’Yao Ying!!!!!! When you come back, I’m going to kill you!!’ Yao Ling thought in anger.

When Yao Ying came back from his cold shower, he burst out laughing when he saw her angry expression. However, it made things worse for him. When he wanted to cuddle with his wife, he was directly kicked out from the bed. Yao Ling threw a blanket at him and said, "You should sleep on the floor tonight. Don’t you dare sleep beside me!"

After that, Yao Ling turned around and gave him her back. Yao Ying begged for a while, but the woman simply didn’t budge and didn’t give him any response. He could only accept his fate in defeat and wallow in his own misery.

Yao Ling laughed inwardly, despite her anger. She knew he must have been looked so pitifully. ’Hmph! Serve you right! Who told you to be so mischievous!’

That night, whenever he tried to get into the bed, somehow Yao Ling could feel it. She prevented him by kicking him out. Finally, the man gave up and decided that he probably should accept and do the punishment or his future day would become so bleak.

He, who knew when he could fight and when he couldn’t, would be victorious[1]. And Yao Ying knew that this wasn’t the right time for him to carry on annoying his little wife. It looked like... tomorrow he has a lot of currying favor to do, so his little wife could forgive him.

He probably should go and buy presents to make her happy. Lessons learned! Never wake a sleeping tigress [2].

However, Yao Ying was probably thinking too much. Yao Ling wasn’t that narrow-minded. She was just punishing him in a fit of anger. She was the kind of person who didn’t really like holding a grudge. Once someone who made a mistake said sorry, then she wouldn’t be able to get angry anymore - as long as it didn’t touch her bottom line.

But well... making her husband to repent and curry favor to her once in a while wasn’t a bad thing. Who told him to be that naughty? Hmpf!

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[1]. He, who knew when he could fight and when he couldn’t, would be victorious is a Chinese proverb by Sun Tzu. It means that it’s important to pick your battles.

[2]. Never wake a sleeping tigress: Don’t create problems that you can’t handle.