Chapter 6: Xiao Lian's Devotion

At that moment, she suddenly remembered something, reached out to grab a white handkerchief, and placed it at the point of their union

After a long time, Xiao Lian felt that the moment was right, so she supported herself with her hands, found the right position, and gently sat down

Xiao Lian raised her orchid fingers, tugging gently at Zhang Lei's left ear, and softly said: "Young Master Zhang, you have become aroused below."

As soon as I entered the hall, a flamboyantly dressed old woman approached and said to Xiao Lian: "Oh my dear little aunt, you disappeared early in the morning, where have you been? Tsk tsk, this young man is quite handsome and dressed so well, no wonder Xiao Lian is so infatuated with you. This is your first time here, right? Xiao Lian, take the young man to your room, I won't disturb you any longer." After finishing her words in one breath, the old matron swayed her ample hips and left. Xiao Lian said: "Young Master Zhang, let's go."

Love has no reasons; conditional love is merely a transaction

Zhang Lei was also afraid that if he stayed here too long, Liu Xiang might say something that would be embarrassing to hear, so he hurriedly took Xiao Lian away. Upon seeing that these two had progressed to such a point, Liu Xiang couldn't help but feel both angry and jealous, glaring at Zhang Lei's back with a face full of resentment.

Good. Zhang Lei looked inside, where the decor was quite tasteful. It would have been even better without the several middle-aged women at the entrance posing provocatively.

Zhang Lei's face displayed a peculiar expression, as if his throat had suddenly been blocked by a fly, a nauseating yet indescribable feeling. He asked in a low voice: "Do all your guests enter your room?"

Xiao Lian, you have returned. Who is this?

Xiao Lian was still heartbroken. Upon hearing Zhang Lei's words, tears streamed down her face again, and she choked back her emotions as she said: "Fate plays tricks on people. Xiao Lian was born in this place of fleeting pleasures, and has no other choice. If Young Master Zhang harbors any grievances, Xiao Lian will no longer cling to you in the future"

Affected by Xiao Lian's emotions, Zhang Lei's long-suppressed feelings erupted from deep within. His throat moved, yet he could not utter a single word. He could only wrap his arms around Xiao Lian's beautiful hair, allowing her to lean entirely against his chest, and then gently said: "I will not ask anymore, I will not do it again, never again."

"Hehe, a joke. This is a brothel; if you come, can I not come?" Liu Xiang said, lightly tapping her palm with a folding fan, "How long has it been since we last met? It seems you are eager to go in. Little Lian, are you planning to take me in for a rendezvous?"

After a long, long time, he finally suppressed the emotions within him, wiped away his tears, stood up, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Lian, I will definitely find you." He carefully folded the note and handkerchief and tucked them into his innermost pocket as he walked outside.

Zhang Lei suddenly placed his hands gently on Xiao Lian's shoulders from behind and said, "I won't ask anymore; I trust you."

"To stand out from the crowd... Hehe... You want me to stand out from the crowd..." Zhang Lei muttered to himself as he walked towards his small courtyard. As he approached the dock, he heard a commotion, with a crowd gathered there.

Zhang Lei wrapped his arms around Xiao Lian's slender waist. Through a thin layer of gauze, his fingertips could still feel her body temperature and the smooth, delicate skin, making it hard for him to resist as his hands began to roam over Xiao Lian's back

He burst out of the door and ran to the entrance, naturally finding no one there. Unfolding the letter, tears fell down. Just then, the words "... this is my last resort, to express my heartfelt feelings, hoping for a rightful name. My body has been entrusted to you, with no worldly attachments left, I shall hide away from now on. If you are a person of deep feelings, after achieving success and fame, I will come to serve you..." were dampened by my tears.

The middle-aged madam, upon hearing the sound, rushed over. With her vast experience in reading people, she could guess nearly everything with just a glance. Waving her fragrant pink handkerchief, she leaned half her body against Liu Xiang's arm and said in a flirtatious tone, "Oh dear, Lord Liu has arrived. Why didn't you notify us in advance so we could prepare a few girls for you?" After saying this, she turned to Xiao Lian, her expression darkening as she continued, "Lord Liu is one of our major clients; how can you speak to him like that? Go on, go on, I will attend to Lord Liu, you return to your courtyard."

Zhang Lei said with a stern face: "What are you here for?"

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Sigh... Zhang Lei let out a heavy sigh, unsure of what to say. The two remained silent for a long time until Xiao Lian finally broke the silence, saying: "Young Master Zhang, why don't you come to my room and sit for a while"

As the door swings open, a wave of fragrance envelops the senses. On the embroidered bed lies unfinished needlework, while the rattan chairs and table exude a fresh and elegant charm. Opposite, a fully stocked bookshelf radiates an air of scholarly pursuit. The intricately carved window stands open, offering a clear view of the artificial hill below

After several hours, Zhang Lei felt a slight headache. He opened his eyes and found himself still on the embroidered bed of Xiao Lian, but she was nowhere to be seen. He suddenly sat up, but became aware of his own nakedness and quickly grabbed some clothes to put on.

Zhang Lei closed his eyes, feeling the slightly sweet lips of Xiao Lian. He involuntarily opened his mouth, like a parched person suddenly discovering a clear spring, prying open Xiao Lian's delicate teeth with his tongue, savoring her tongue, while his hands caressed her soft, almost boneless back

"No!" Xiao Lian said firmly, with a hint of anger, "You are the first man to enter my courtyard since I was a child, whether you believe it or not"

"Young Master Zhang, please take a seat." Xiao Lian prepared a cup of fragrant jasmine tea for him and then sat down beside Zhang Lei

Xiao Lian gently untied the ribbon, and her body was already bare. She spread her legs and sat at the base of Zhang Lei's thigh, softly removing all his clothing. Leaning on his chest, she inhaled the unique scent of the man, and she gently kissed Zhang Lei's lips.

As he gazed at the tiny, meticulous handwriting above, Zhang Lei's expression grew increasingly grave, and by the end, his face was streaming with tears. His hands trembled as he tightly clutched the letter and the handkerchief, gripping them so hard that his joints turned pale from the exertion

Xiao Lian's body seemed to be suddenly struck by lightning, becoming completely stiff and motionless. Two streams of clear tears flowed down her cheeks, and her voice became somewhat choked as she said, "It's alright, you can ask. Whatever you want to know, I will answer, as long as you are willing."

Xiao Lian lightly parted her ruby lips, her fragrant breath brushing against Zhang Lei's ear, making him feel a ticklish sensation. "Hold me tight," Xiao Lian said

Zhang Lei was taken aback by Xiao Lian's actions, his body felt somewhat unresponsive, and he stammered as he spoke: "Xiao Lian, what are you doing?"

The speaker is a person who appears to be of a similar age to Xiao Lian, but their face is heavily made up, looking quite gaudy. Even from a distance, one can smell a strong, pungent fragrance. When they smile, they reveal two large yellow teeth, and they are dressed in a bright red strapless top, holding a vividly red handkerchief in their hand

"If one is not tough, then one is not a man." Zhang Lei's gaze was hazy, and his mind had long ceased to think; only his primal instincts were sustaining him. Moreover, with Xiao Lian taking the initiative, the two of them soon found themselves in bed.

Zhang Lei surveyed his surroundings, gazing at the artificial hill outside and the faint fragrance emanating from Xiao Lian, and couldn't help but feel somewhat entranced

"Tsk tsk tsk, this young couple is truly touching." At that moment, a bothersome voice echoed from the doorway, as Liu Xiang leisurely strolled over with a swagger, a half-smile playing on her lips.

Um... Xiao Lian furrowed her brows tightly, biting her lower lip, her face pale. For the first time in over ten years, she felt a foreign object inside her body, and she seemed to hear the sound of something breaking within.

"That's good; when you go home, you won't have to worry about Liu Xiang causing you trouble." Xiao Lian was taken aback for a moment, then a smile appeared on her face as she spoke

Zhang Lei was about to get angry, but upon seeing the object on the ground, his eyes lit up.

An hour later, outside the Spring Fragrance Pavilion, Xiao Lian, dressed in ordinary clothes and carrying a shoulder bag, turned back to glance at the sign above her head before disappearing into the crowd

The room remained as it was before falling asleep, yet amidst the fragrant atmosphere, there lingered a hint of something intoxicating. Turning his head, he was met with a sight of deep crimson, reminiscent of blooming fireworks. Zhang Lei lifted the handkerchief with both hands and immediately understood about seventy to eighty percent of the situation. He then noticed a letter left on the table, inscribed in delicate script with the words "To Zhang Lang, personally opened".

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Her tear-streaked face made Zhang Lei's heart ache. He held Xiao Lian tightly in his arms and softly said, "Alright, alright, don't cry, don't cry. I will believe you when I say m.hetushu.com. You don't need to stoop to the level of such people, be good, Xiao Lian."

The Chunxiang Pavilion truly deserves its reputation as the largest brothel in the area. Apart from its luxurious and grand exterior, the courtyard behind offers a unique charm: a path of bluestone slabs, lush green grass, drooping willows, rockeries, and fish ponds, with the gentle sound of flowing water and a soft breeze, creating a serene Jiangnan courtyard style that feels worlds apart from the vulgarity outside. Zhang Lei took a deep breath, closed his eyes in intoxication, and said: "This is life. If someone is willing, I truly wish to find a paradise beyond the world, to build a small cottage, where men farm and women weave, living as a pair of immortal lovers, genuinely content."

Walking along the bluestone path, I arrived beside a three-story small attic at the innermost part. I ascended the winding outdoor stairs, where the green gauze curtains fluttered, brushing against my cheeks, creating a ticklish sensation. The room on the second floor is where Xiao Lian usually practices, and going up to the third floor leads to her private chamber

Xiao Lian suddenly sat on Zhang Lei's lap, her delicate hands wrapped around his neck. The distance between their faces was less than two inches, allowing them to feel each other's breath

Xiao Lian's pretty face turned pale with anger at Liu Xiang. She secretly glanced at Zhang Lei's expression, which seemed to indicate that he was very sensitive about brothels and the women associated with them. After much effort, she had finally managed to calm Zhang Lei down, but unexpectedly, Liu Xiang came to reopen old wounds. Instantly, she was so furious that her whole body trembled, and she shouted, "You get out..."

Xiao Lian raised her head, only to realize that the two of them had unknowingly arrived at Chunxiang Pavilion. She let out a gentle sigh and said, "Xiao Lian has arrived. If the young master is willing, please come up and sit with Xiao Lian."

Young Master Zhang, do you like Xiao Lian

Suddenly, a red object the size of an egg flew out from the crowd and landed right at his feet, smashing into pieces and spilling its contents everywhere