Assassin Farmer

Chapter 142 Mid-Autumn Festival’s Consummation  (1) 

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After Feng Ruo Er and Xue Lie ate the moon cake made by the staff of the private mansion and drank several cups of grape wine Su Shuilian had made one year ago, they wanted to return to their Bamboo Garden.
It was because Feng Ruo Er had been sleepy more often since she was pregnant.
She kept yawning even though the sun had just set.
Xue Li felt sorry for his wife who was having a hard time with her pregnancy, so he followed her demands and needs.

“Do you want to rest too?” Lin Si Yao lowered his head and asked his petite wife in his arms. 

Su Shuilian blinked her drowsy eyes.
“I feel a little tired.” This afternoon, when she had free time, she had made the twins new natural silk pajamas.

Early this month, Prince Jing’s mansion had asked Guangci House to bring six rolls of bestowed fabric.
They were imperial silk secreted by the silk worms that couldn’t be found in the market.
They were extremely good and suitable to make the night clothes.
Two days ago, she made a set of autumn night clothes for A Yao.
These days, she wanted to make more clothes for the kids. 

She wanted to cut and sew such good fabric personally.
Lin Si Yao didn’t stop her from doing so.
He just reminded her not to work for a long time, which would affect her eyes or something like that. 

Su Shuilian finally got to do something that could help her pass time but also leisurely work on. 

“Then we should go back.” Lin Si Yao hugged her with one hand and returned to their bedroom in Si Chong’s teasing whistle. 

Su Shuilian shoved her head onto his chest.
She couldn’t help but pout her lips.
“This is so embarrassing!”

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And she received Lin Si Yao’s happy chuckle.
“Did you see father hugging mother back to their room?”

“We’re different from them.” At that time, Feng Ruo Er had fallen asleep and leaned against Xue Li.
Of course, he had to lift her up and carry her back to their room. puretl.
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“No difference.” Both of them were pregnant women that required special care.
Lin Si Yao faintly smiled while gently putting her on their broad bed. 

“How do you feel today?”

“Very good.
I don’t even feel nauseous like when I had Long-er and Xiao-er.”

Hearing that, Lin Si Yao gently knocked his knuckle on her forehead.
“Do you really want that?” 

“Of course not, I'm just comparing a little bit.” Su Shuilian stuck her tongue out playfully.
She wrapped her arms around his waist.
“Aren’t you sleepy now?” 

Lin Si Yao stooped to kiss her lips, which had become redder and more succulent since she got pregnant.
He just let off her when she had to gasp for breath.
“Can we?”

An unclear question was enough to make her ears blush. 

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“As long as you’re careful, it’s all right.” During her previous pregnancy, A Yao had to suppress his desire for many months.
This time, she pressed her shyness and asked Yang Jing Zhi, who returned a teasing look before receiving the answer she wanted.  

“Did Yang Jing Zhi say so?” Lin Si Yao smiled, admiring her fair face.
For him, she had learned to do many things she hadn’t dared to do. 

“Yeah.
I …
I asked her,” she explained, her entire body blushing as if she was congested.  

“It’s hard for you.” He smiled then lowered his head to kiss her.
Then, he quickly unbuttoned the clothing that hindered them from their needs before covering her with his body.

He supported his body on one elbow on her side, while his other hand slithered under her lotus-green bodice to rub her softness. 

His gentle touch gave her unexplainable waves of sensation and intimate shiver. 

Her softness became erect.
The fresh cherries he was admiring were so inviting that Lin Si Yao had to lean over to taste it. 

“A Yao…”  She couldn’t help but mumble underneath his body. 

“I will be gentle and careful.” He tenderly promised.
His hands didn’t leave her skin, continuing stroking and rubbing her soft skin, which hadn’t changed a bit after several years, willinging indulging in them. 

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“Shuilian…” He lightly sighed.
These two years, he had been revived, married… had kids… and now he even had his parents.
He wanted to thank the Heavens for sending a kind girl like her at his dying moment.
From that moment, she had pulled him from the dark world like Hell to standing under the warm sunlight.
His world had changed completely because of her… 

“Mmh…” She wanted to ask him, but when she opened her mouth, she could release only her soft and sexy moaning.
Being shy, she bit her lips to muffle her voice. 

“Don’t bite… Call out… I want to hear…” He used his tongue to open her mouth, carefully inspecting the whole area, missing no spot. 

The hand that secretly slithered between her legs was now moistened by her surging warmth. 

“Ah~!” Su Shuilian couldn’t help but whimper when his hot thing entered her body.
As they hadn’t been so intimate for quite a long time, Su Shuilian quickly reached paradise after several rubs of his. 

However, he didn’t stop there.
She could only continue to moan in his chest.
His waves of attack were strong but full of thought.
He tightly pressed against her white buttocks and groaned.
Using his hot desire, he thrust deep into her lower abdomen.
She once again reached the pinnacle of pleasure and happiness with him… puretl.
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In the curtains of darkness, the moonlight was sultry. 

Spring was at full bloom in the bedroom.
The panting interchanged between heavy and light, until it subsided and gradually disappeared.
With the frogs crying outside, it created a harmonious orchestra. 

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“Sigh, there’re only us single dogs…” Si Chong drank his grape wine.
Gazing at the empty jars, he chuckled.
“This afternoon he said that he had only one jar of Osmanthus flower wine.
And now, we have some jars of good grape wine here.
Our little sister-in-law has good skills, indeed.
She should be put atop the heart to be loved.” 

“The osmanthus flower wine we drank this afternoon was the only one that had been brewed for two years.
These jars of wine were brewed last year.
Shifu, you can’t even differentiate them.
Tsk, you’re really bad…” Situ Yun lay on the grass, using Yang Jing Zhi’s favorite phrase to mock Si Chong. 

“Hey kiddo, your guts grow bigger after several cups of wine? Now you have Si Ling as your backup, you don’t care about your Shifu anymore?” Hearing him, Si Chong narrowed his eyes.
He looked a little angry. 

“How could I! No matter how bold this disciple is, it was you, who raised me, Shifu!” Sensing bits of anger in Si Chong’s voice, Situ Yun hurried to calm him down. 

“Psst! You go and play in the corner yourself!” Si Chong couldn’t stand but waved his hand, dismissing his disciple.
Situ Yun didn’t really mind.
He sniggered then seized the last jar of good wine.
“Shifu, Senior Uncle let me off today.
I’m going to find my brothers and drink.
Don’t miss me…” He then used the bright moonlight to shine his way to Guangci House in Fan Luo city. 

“You rascal!” Si Chong laughed and scoffed.
He turned around and saw Si Tuo drinking wine. 

“Hey, did you see a ghost today? Why do you look so absent-minded? And, talking about Si Luo, after I sent him to his room this afternoon, I haven’t seen his shadow.
He didn’t come to dinner, either.
And now, he hasn’t shown up to our moon-beholding time… very strange!” 

Si Tuo lifted his head and looked at him while taking another sip. 

“Really… What’s wrong with them!” Si Chong shook his head and finished the last half of his cup.
“Hey, I’m going back to my room to sleep.
I’m going to talk to you tomorrow.” 

“Hmm.” A voice neither excited nor bored arose behind them.
Then, no sound was made afterward.