A stew of the Red Chamber

Chapter 20 A Clumsy Performance

Having just taken a hot shower, Wang Qing was already feeling hot and bothered. He had also practiced two sets of boxing earlier, so he simply wore only a light undershirt, leaving it open to cool off.

He whistled and hummed a little tune as he returned to his room. As soon as he closed the door, he heard a faint rustling sound.

It's no wonder Wang Qing wasn't vigilant enough; with Liu's wife hoping to buy time, she naturally couldn't pack up ahead of time.

Therefore, the noise was not heard until Wang Qing closed the door.

He had previously claimed that if anyone retaliated, he should just blame it on him. Suddenly, he heard a noise inside the room, his nerves tightened, and he quickly turned around and rushed straight to the sword by the bedside.

Unexpectedly, just as he reached the bedside, he caught a glimpse of a white figure, its back turned, kneeling and crawling on the bed like a dog.

Wang Qing froze, then saw the white figure on the bed, like a scratching dog, bend its body at an odd angle, turn around and laugh, "Please wait a moment, sir! We'll get ready soon..."

Before the word "okay" could be uttered, a sudden glimpse revealed Wang Qing's half-open collar, showcasing the lines of his muscular chest and abdomen.

Sister Liu was at the age where she was already enjoying the pleasures of life, but she was widowed at a young age. Wang Qing's strong and powerful muscles, with their perfectly smooth muscle lines, seemed to contain infinite tension, striking her heart like a thunderbolt from afar.

For a moment, he was speechless and unconsciously swallowed.

Whether it was the awkward posture or the restlessness in Liu's heart, a blush immediately appeared on her face.

It adds even more charm to her already beautiful face.

The white, thin trousers seemed a little small, slightly tight, outlining two distinct, rounded lobes.

Perhaps because it's been worn for many years, it has turned a bit yellow from washing, which makes it even closer to the flesh color. In addition, it's already thin, making the flesh even more visible.

In his early years, considering that a small act of impatience could ruin a great plan, Wang Qing did not dare to act rashly for the sake of the long term.

As I get older, I'm also facing the challenge of filial piety towards my father.

After finally enduring three years, he was ordered by the emperor to come to the capital to seek refuge in the Rongguo Mansion. He thought that he could at least get two pretty maids and break the seal that had been sealed for many years.

Unexpectedly, it all fell through again.

Having lived two lives, he was certainly not a clueless novice.

In this situation, Wang Qing understood that with just a glance, Sister Liu would break the seal that had been sealed for him for many years.

Although he wasn't prejudiced against people and didn't mind that Sister Liu was a maid, he could accept her as a servant, since the Jia family had a long-standing tradition of doing so.

However, after only a few days in the household, he had an ambiguous relationship with a widowed servant woman, which was really hard to believe.

With the mindset that as long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed, Wang Qing kept a straight face and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

"Huh?!~"

Sister Liu was startled, but when she opened her mouth, a seductive moan escaped her lips.

Disregarding her shame, she hurriedly crawled around on her knees, turning in a panic, and stammered, "This servant...this servant is making the bed for Master. I heard...I heard from Granny that Master's bed is messy, so I thought I'd come in and tidy it up so Master can sleep better."

Seeing Wang Qing's unfriendly tone, Sister Liu cursed inwardly, thinking what a foolish move her mother-in-law had made, and pushed Granny Liu forward without hesitation.

But then Wang Qing asked, "Why are you dressed like this!"

Sister Liu was taken aback at first, then realized that she was only wearing close-fitting light clothes and thin trousers.

Previously, she had only been thinking about how to create a stir and hadn't felt anything was wrong. But when Wang Qing asked her this, she immediately blushed and lowered her head even further, saying in a trembling voice, "I was preparing bathwater for the old man earlier, and I got water on my clothes. I was worried about getting the old man's bed wet..."

Although she was unhappy with Granny Liu's foolish move, her mind was in a mess and she couldn't think of any other explanation, so she could only try anything as a last resort.

However, he was still uneasy. He thought about how his daughter was waiting for money to treat her illness, and what if Wang Qing blamed him and he lost his job...

Thinking of this, my body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Previously, Wang Qing had only caught a glimpse of her, his attention drawn to her rounded figure. When she turned around to speak, he felt it inappropriate to scrutinize her casually.

At this moment, with Sister Liu prostrate before him, not daring to raise her head, he brazenly began to scrutinize her.

Although the pose accentuates the roundness of her back, the curves and contours of her waist and back are equally eye-catching.

Considering that his clothes were half open and he was only wearing his undergarments, he was afraid of giving himself away in front of Sister Liu.

He couldn't look any longer, so he traced the curve of her back and moved his gaze to Liu's head, which was buried deep in her hair. He coughed lightly and said, "Alright, I'm going to rest now. You don't need to tidy up."

Seeing that Wang Qing did not blame her and simply dismissed her, Sister Liu felt as if she had been granted a pardon and immediately stood up.

Wang Qing was staring at the back of Liu's head when she suddenly stood up. The sense of impending leap that was about to burst forth was immediately overwhelming.

Caught off guard, Wang Qing's pupils constricted and he gasped.

Although Sister Liu did not notice the subtle changes, she straightened up and suddenly remembered that she had not yet completed the task her mother-in-law had assigned her.

Previously, she only hoped that Wang Qing wouldn't blame her, but now she's become greedy.

Instead of getting out of bed, he turned over and lay back down, stretching out his arm to seriously touch the corner of the blanket, all the while saying, "Please wait a moment, sir!"

In front of Wang Qing, she didn't dare to dawdle. Instead, she would sometimes lean forward and sometimes shrink back, adding a touch of dynamic allure to her back.

The vivid and sensual scene made Wang Qing forget to stop it for a moment. By the time he realized what was happening, Sister Liu was already busy with her own affairs. He could only swallow silently and let Sister Liu run around on the bed.

Everyone says that a young girl's body is as soft as butter, but when it comes to it, how can she compare to a mature woman like Sister Liu who is knowledgeable and sensible, and who can quench thirst and quench thirst?

Although Sister Liu cannot compare with Wang Xifeng and Li Wan, and is even slightly inferior to Madam Xing and Madam Wang.

But she had broad shoulders, long legs, wide hips, and thick buttocks, which were considered exceptionally good. And because of her long-term labor, she had a kind of simple and unpretentious allure.

Wang Qing unconsciously thought of Siqi. Although he had never met Siqi, he was deeply impressed by her tall and robust appearance.

Thinking of this, he paused for a moment, then suddenly asked, "By the way, how old is your daughter?"

As Sister Liu was diligently making the bed, she listened intently to the sounds outside, her mind preoccupied with whether Wang Qing would notice her deliberate delay.

Startled by his sudden remark, she instinctively turned around and stammered, "Ten...thirteen..."

After saying that, Sister Liu couldn't help but wonder, why did she suddenly ask about her daughter's age?

She pretended to tidy up the corner of the blanket in front of her, stretching out her arm, but secretly peeked at Wang Qing's expression through her armpit.

Just then, he saw Wang Qing staring behind him, seemingly lost in thought, muttering something to himself.

Seeing this, Sister Liu's mind began to wander.

Perhaps his real intention wasn't to ask his daughter's age, but rather to use her as a pretext to deduce his own age.

Recalling how Wang Qing had gently lifted her up and then carefully asked her why she had taken off her outer garment, a surge of emotion welled up inside Sister Liu.

What's fake will always be fake. The best way to solve this once and for all is to make the fake real.

People are always exceptionally clear-headed when they are doing bad things.

At this moment, Sister Liu understood perfectly.

Granny Liu's earnest advice and her ambiguous attitude as she spoke flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.

Even the sarcastic remarks exchanged between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law during their arguments actually gave her more confidence.

Sister Liu slowly got up, and taking advantage of the moment when she turned her back, she quickly raised her hand, unbuttoned her collar, and then gently patted her lower back twice before slowly turning around.

She didn't rush to get out of bed. Instead, she raised her hand and smoothed the hair at her temples before taking a deep breath and saying, "Master, you don't know! Without someone in this mansion, it's impossible to move an inch. I was hastily married off at the age of sixteen, and gave birth to my fifth son the following year."

Originally, Wang Qing had some doubts. Liu Wu'er was frail, which was quite different from Liu's sister-in-law's figure. He wondered if they had mistaken each other for one another. But after hearing "Wu'er," he had no more doubts.

As soon as I looked up, a deep trench came into view, and my pupils involuntarily contracted.

Sister Liu was watching his every move, and she quickly and considerately grabbed his collar and pulled it outwards, pretending to let in some air.

He wondered to himself, what if Grandpa Qing suddenly became a beast and pounced on him to tear him apart?

Should I make a symbolic struggle, then give in half-heartedly, or should I simply shrug and try to comply, or perhaps...?

Unexpectedly, instead of lunging forward as expected, Wang Qing took a step back, his throat tightening as he said, "Now that you're all ready, let's get out!"

Having lived two lives, Wang Qing was no foolish boy; how could he not see that Sister Liu was deliberately seducing him?

Although it's a mutual agreement, we shouldn't act rashly for the sake of long-term considerations.

Sister Liu's heart, which had been brewing for so long, was suddenly doused with cold water, and the hand holding her lapel froze instantly.

Wang Qing feigned ignorance and asked, "What? Is there something else?"

"No...it's alright!"

Sister Liu was so ashamed that she dared not flirt with anyone anymore.

He hurriedly slipped on his shoes, about to flee, when he heard Wang Qing suddenly say, "Wait!"

Sister Liu thought that things were looking up, so she quickly turned around and looked at Wang Qing with a shy and timid expression.

But then he pointed to the clothes beside him and said, "Don't forget your clothes!"

"Oh! Oh!" Sister Liu then realized that she had forgotten to take her clothes with her, so she hurriedly agreed and turned around to pick up her outer garment.

Unexpectedly, Wang Qing said, "It's cold outside, put on some clothes before you go out."

Helpless, Sister Liu had no choice but to get dressed as instructed.

But once outside, he felt unwilling to give up.

Although it wouldn't be impossible to take it off again, if someone gossiped and he heard it, it might backfire.

After thinking it over, I decided to use the same trick again and unbutton the front of my outer garment.

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