When the old servant appeared in the dining room,
everyone stared in surprise. This frail, withered old man, seemingly bedridden and emaciated like a vegetable, shouldn't have been in this setting.
But when another slender figure appeared, everyone's gaze was instantly drawn to her.
Xue Tang, who had just emerged from the restroom, had eyes that seemed to hold a hint of moisture, her cheeks flushed with a faint blush, and her skin appeared even more translucent and delicate, breathtakingly beautiful.
Her full, round, bee-like breasts were barely contained by her dress, which seemed somewhat strained, revealing more of her snow-white mounds, revealing a deep, pink cleavage glistening with a glistening sheen of sweat.
The edge of her dress even faintly revealed a glimpse of a tender, alluring cherry-pink.
A pair of long, straight, and shapely legs, bare and slender, with snow-white, well-proportioned feet clad in sexy, open-toe high heels, revealing almost the entire instep, as white as mutton-fat jade.
The bare, long legs were striking and eye-catching.
Although her movements were slightly odd, as if she were subtly lifting her hips, her full, round buttocks swayed gently as she walked, and her small, crossed steps made her appear even more graceful and elegant, a beauty like a painting.
The old servant's usually calm eyes lit up slightly, a hint of hidden greed flashing within them, before he lowered his head and walked towards her.
Xue Tang looked at the old man with a hint of doubt. She was also somewhat surprised, not because he looked like a walking vegetable; she had been to Yingluo Manor.
She recognized him; he had appeared with Aunt Yingji.
"Miss Xuetang," the old servant said, "my master invites you to Yingluo Manor."
"Aunt Yingji?"
Xuetang frowned slightly. Right now, all she wanted was to go back and take a bath, and then change her clothes… especially her underwear.
Seemingly sensing Xuetang's reluctance, the old servant bowed respectfully again, "Miss Yutang is also waiting for you there."
"Yutang, she's with Aunt Yingji?"
Xuetang was somewhat surprised. Yutang hadn't returned home for a long time, and her father, Luo Shaoliang, and mother, Luo Qingying, were very worried. If Yutang hadn't kept contacting the family, they would have gone to look for her long ago.
But she hadn't expected her to be with Aunt Yingji.
Xuetang gently bit her cherry lips, but decided to go and see her anyway. After all, this was her only younger sister; she couldn't leave her unattended.
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The carriage drove on, and Xuetang looked at the scenery outside the window, trying to distract herself, but to no avail.
She furrowed her brow slightly, her face flushing, and occasionally squeezed her legs together, her breathing slightly disordered.
Fortunately, the old servant beside her seemed completely still, like a vegetable, as if he hadn't heard her at all, which allowed Xue Tang to slightly ease her embarrassment.
"Young Miss, we've arrived at Yingluo Manor."
The old servant's flat voice brought Xue Tang back to her senses; they had already entered Yingluo Manor.
However, the carriage didn't stop, but instead wound its way to a private Turkish bath with a domed ceiling.
"Master and Miss Yu Tang are waiting for you inside," the old servant said, then stood aside.
Xue Tang brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. Although she had been to Yingluo Manor before, this was her first time here. She composed herself and walked towards the bath.
As soon as Xue Tang entered, she heard the soft, rushing sound of water, as if a naked, smooth mermaid were moving her graceful body in the large pool.
The Turkish bath was large, filled with swirling steam that accentuated the azure mosaic tiles. A mosaic of the Virgin Mary bathing adorned the facade, its image shrouded in the light steam, carrying a mysterious allure.
Beside the large pool sat only a snow-white, exquisitely curvaceous, naked body.
Her cascading black hair was gathered into a ponytail over her fragrant shoulders, framing her delicate face, her swan-like long neck, and her slender, rounded shoulders.
Her firm, pert breasts trembled gently with each breath. The upper part of her breasts extended from her collarbone down in a voluptuous curve, the lower part only slightly fuller, the rosy nipples pointing slightly upwards.
Her breasts, like plump little melons, flared out slightly, soft and full, already quite substantial. While maintaining their teardrop-like fullness, the trembling nipples curled upwards, exuding youthful, proud elasticity.
Though not large, their shape was a perfectly formed teardrop, possessing both the delicate beauty of a young girl and the potential for further development.
It was Yu Tang.
But Xue Tang didn't see anyone else besides her. Who was in the pool then?
She moved closer and, through the steam, saw a naked man on the other side of the pool, his arms resting on the edge, his lower body submerged, revealing the natural and well-defined masculine muscles of his upper body.
He tilted his head back, obscuring his face, but his mouth seemed open, emitting satisfied breaths, his breath almost radiating heat.
A gentle ripple came from the pool before the man—in the wispy steam, a delicate, voluptuous figure shimmered, her thick, jet-black hair floating on the surface.
The hair, even blacker and shinier with the water, spread out, resembling a black lotus floating on the water, almost unreal in its beauty.
How could there be a man here?
Xue Tang stared in astonishment at this scene. The black lotus in the water seemed to be gently swaying, right at the man's genitals.
Could it be…
Xue Tang instinctively covered her mouth, but for some reason, her legs felt slightly hot, weak and powerless, unable to move.
The man groaned and looked down, just in time to see her.
Then, appearing extremely excited, he instinctively lunged forward, but he had clearly forgotten about the water—
With a splash of water…
A voluptuous, snow-white body emerged from the splash of water, its skin so smooth it seemed even the water droplets couldn't withstand it. The skin slid down her deep, rounded waist and her full, peach-like buttocks like beads.
Whether it was her snow-white, plump buttocks, her voluptuous, fleshy body, or her enormous, bell-shaped breasts, the mature allure she exuded was beyond the reach of a young girl, or even a young woman.
Her long, flowing black hair cascaded down her fair, rosy back like wet silk, revealing her fair and delicate face.
It really was Aunt Yingji!
What surprised Xue Tang even more was that beneath Aunt Yingji's small, straight nose was an unusually large penis. Her cherry lips were stretched wide, their vibrant color like flower petals, opening at an extreme angle, even the corners slightly translucent.
The penis was inserted extremely deep, its base almost completely submerged in her red lips, the dripping scrotum resting on her snow-white chin.
Below Aunt Yingji's swan-like neck, there was a noticeable bulge—Aunt Yingji was actually giving a man deepthroating in the water?
Xiang Anping let out a sigh-like groan, "Godmother, thank you, it felt so good."
Jiang Yingji rolled her beautiful eyes, slightly glaring at Xiang Anping. Just now, as she leaped out of the water, the man's penis was too large, pressing against her upper throat, suffocating her.
"Godmother, come out for a moment, Xuetang is here!"
Xiang Anping was still staring intently at Xuetang, the possessiveness in his eyes almost tangible.
Jiang Yingji pressed down on Xiang Anping's thigh, retreating slightly. Her enormous, menacing penis withdrew from her luscious red lips, a silent yet powerful sight.
In Xue Tang's eyes, the dark, reddish penis, nearly as thick as a child's arm, slowly emerged from Aunt Yingji's mouth. From its initial inch or two, it grew to almost resemble a massive pillar spanning her cherry lips, a truly awe-inspiring sight.
Xue Tang felt her heart pounding. Suddenly, her lower body became wet again, a slippery, oily sensation spreading from her tender labia to her thighs, a tingling, numb feeling that almost made her legs weak and unable to support her.
Just as she was lost in thought, the sound of bare feet, like a cat's, pattering on the ground came from beside her.
"Ah…!"
When she realized it, a small, soft, white hand reached out to her chest, fingertips damp and silky. A sudden jolt ran through her chest, her clothes slipped down, and her full, round breasts bounced out, exposed to the unobstructed air.
Her smooth, milky skin, slightly protruding, and her pale cherry-pink areolas, swollen like the rim of a cup, were suddenly attacked, a tempting, slightly startling sensation rising within her.