The two of them looked at Lu Jiuyuan who was slightly dazed. Jin Ping'er was the first to laugh out loud, covering his mouth and smiling with crooked eyebrows.
Lu Xueqi also smiled, not as openly as Jin Ping'er, with just a slight curve of the corners of his mouth, but the smile overflowed from the bottom of his eyes and was more heart-warming than Jin Ping'er's.
The two looked at each other and bent down in front of him.
The tulle neckline drops down the moment you bend over, giving you an unobstructed view of the scenery inside.
Under the moon-white gauze, Lu Xueqi's pair of snow-white breasts were plump and straight, like two frightened white rabbits, trembling slightly.
Jin Ping'er is even more sultry over there, the lavender gauze is almost transparent, and the two soft curvatures are clearly visible under the gauze, gently rising and falling with her breathing.
Neither of them spoke, they just bent down and looked at him with smiles on their lips.
"Does it look good?" Jin Ping'er's voice was very soft, with a deliberate charm, and the ending sound rose, like a cat's paw gently scratching the apex of the heart.
Lu Jiuyuan's eyes moved away from the two snow-white landscapes, looked at Jin Ping'er's smiling eyes, and then moved to Lu Xueqi's crimson face.
His Adam's apple rolled and he nodded. "It looks good."
Lu Xueqi's face turned even redder. She straightened up, clasped her hands on her chest, and glared at him, but there was shame and annoyance in that look, as well as a kind of coquettishness that could not be hidden, coming from her bones.
Jin Ping'er also straightened up, but she did not cover up like Lu Xueqi, but stood there openly, with a narrow smile on her lips, looking at Lu Jiuyuan's face that was trying to be calm but had already betrayed him.
The two looked at each other and smiled. There was a tacit understanding in that smile, as if to say - he really couldn't stand it.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
There was an unspoken understanding in that smile, as if he was saying that he really couldn't stand it.
After a while, the lamp on the table was blown out.
The moonlight filtered in through the cracks in the window, shining on the end of the bed and on the three pairs of feet exposed outside the quilt.
The bedding was newly changed, with the fragrance of soap locust, mixed with the different scents of the two women.
Lu Xueqi is cold and quiet, like a pine forest after snow.
Jin Ping'er is seductive and rich, like the sweet-scented osmanthus in late autumn.
The two scents were intertwined, permeating the small bedding room, penetrating into his nose and seeping into his skin, leaving him with nowhere to escape.
Jin Ping'er was sleeping on his left side, turned over and hugged his left arm, resting his face on his shoulder.
There was almost no barrier between that layer of gauze, and the warmth, softness, and full touch of her body were as clear as if they were directly attached to his skin through that layer of almost non-existent transparent fabric.
Her breath brushed the side of his neck, warm and long, with a kind of lazy contentment.
Lu Xueqi was sleeping on his right side. He hesitated for a moment, then turned over and hugged his right arm.
Her movements were lighter than Jin Ping'er, as if she was afraid of breaking something, but when her body was pressed against her, the soft touch was equally clear.
She buried her face in the crook of his shoulder, breathing a little unsteadily, and her eyelashes brushed against his skin, tickling her.
Those two soft breasts pressed against his arms, and through the gauze, he could feel the amazing elasticity and temperature, as well as the frequency of her heartbeat, which was very fast, as fast as his.
Lu Jiuyuan was lying in the middle, his hands held by two women, and on both sides were soft, warm, almost naked bodies separated by gauze.
His body started to feel hot.
Jin Ping'er's fingers gently drew circles on his chest, very slowly and lightly, like a cat's claws scratching the apex of his heart.
Lu Xueqi's breathing became more and more erratic. Her face was buried in the hollow of his shoulder, but he could feel the temperature of her cheek, which was hot, just like his.
He closed his eyes and silently recited Calming Heart Mantra in his heart.
Get rid of distracting thoughts and stabilize your mind.
He read it once, and again, and again.
When he read it for the tenth time, the heat in his body was finally suppressed. Although it did not completely disappear, at least it no longer kept him tossing and turning.
His breathing slowly calmed down, and his heartbeat gradually returned to normal.
Jin Ping'er's fingers stopped on his chest at some point, no longer drawing circles, just touching his heartbeat.
Lu Xueqi's breathing also became longer and no longer as rapid as before.
The three of them lay quietly under the moonlight, with three overlapping bodies under the quilt. No one spoke or moved.
The night is getting deeper.
Only the occasional rustling sound of the sheets rubbing against each other could be heard in the room.
Lu Jiuyuan felt a strange feeling in a daze.
His breathing began to become rapid, his heartbeat began to accelerate, and the heat that had been suppressed by Calming Heart Mantra surged up at this moment, like a flood that broke a bank, surging and unstoppable.
He opened his eyes.
The moonlight filtered in through the gap in the window and shone on the end of the bed. The quilt was lifted at a corner, and a figure was lying under him.
The lavender gauze glowed faintly in the moonlight, and her long hair was scattered, covering the side of her face, but he recognized the white back of her neck and slightly red ear shells at a glance.
It's Jin Ping'er.
Jin Ping'er seemed to feel his gaze and raised his head.
Her eyes were as bright as two black pebbles soaked in a stream, with a hint of a narrow smile and a hint of shyness after being discovered.
But it only flashed by, and was soon replaced by a bolder expression.
She glanced at Lu Xueqi, who was sleeping next to her.
Lu Xueqi was lying on his side, facing the other side, breathing long and steady, and his eyelashes cast a faint shadow in the moonlight. He was obviously sleeping deeply and was completely unaware of the movement around him.
PS: Short story.
"Senior Sister Ping'er, this carrot... is so raw?" A young disciple with a round face asked timidly, with curiosity in his eyes. The depression and panic of the past few days seemed to be temporarily forgotten in the smoke of fireworks.
Jin Ping'er heard the words, retracted her careful gaze, and raised the corners of her lips slightly. She did not answer directly, but brought the carrot in her hand to the tip of her nose and sniffed, then opened her mouth, and bit off a small piece with a "click" sound.
"Click, click..."
She chewed, her movements slow and slow, but her eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was savoring some delicacy. The juice burst between her teeth, making a slight clear sound.
The firelight danced, reflecting the slightly bulging curve of her cheeks, and there was an indescribable beauty of wildness and innocence.
The disciples around him swallowed unconsciously.
Jin Ping'er After swallowing the mouthful of carrots, he spoke slowly, his voice a little lazier than usual. "Eating it raw is one way to eat it. It's crispy and sweet, it quenches your thirst, and it's the simplest."