Red Bean Buns
Jiang Haocheng carried an oil paper
bag, and strolled back to the Zhao compound. In the bag were dumplings fresh
out of the oven. He had been attracted by the fragrance in the street, and had
bought one to try; it had been unexpectedly delicious, the sugary flour was
very elastic, the red bean stuffing was not too sweet or greasy. It was
delicious. He immediately bought a few back for Xiaojiu to have.
He had come to realise (Zuben: In the
last day or so), Danning did not eat if she was not hungry. And even if she was
given stale bread, she would still chew it without expression. To her food was
nothing more than to stop her hunger; she did not eat because she thought the
food was delicious. Sometimes, he doubted that she was woman; which woman paid
so little attention to eating?
All the women he knew were all
food-loving, like his elder sister, who rushed to eat at recommended
restaurants, and sometimes, she dragged him along. While he was working, his
customers talked about restaurants they liked and what they liked to eat.
So meeting Danning, who did not pay
attention to food at all, was alien to him. And she ate so little.
No wonder she was thin, lighter than a
feather, yet she was stronger than him, her wrists were slenderer than his, but
she could easily grab a big man and throw him aside. Yesterday, they went out
together, and met some gangsters who wanted to harass them, and touch his face.
Danning broke their bones, and threw them away.
Alas, he was the one being molested,
and protected; he felt very complicated. (Zuben: Aww, your poor masculinity)
Although, it was not the first time it
had happened, his delicate masculinity was a bit deflated.
That aside, he found that although
Danning did not over eat, she loved sweets. Sometimes, he would buy her cakes. Although,
she ate expressionlessly, she would still eat all the cake in small mouthfuls,
and lick the sugar powder off her fingers.
Yesterday, while they were walking,
they went by a hawker selling sugar gourds. He noted that Danning glanced at
the hawker, but looked away and continued on. At this time, he was a bit
suspicious so he bought a few sugar gourds and handed them to her.
She did not resist nor frown – when he
asked her to eat more, she would give him a cold face, but eat a few mouthfuls.
She licked the sugar gourd with her pink tongue and opened her mouth to chew on
it till her small mouth was bulging, though her face had no expression,
Haocheng thought she was inexplicably cute.
So his Xiaojiu like sweet things.
Realising this, he bought more small
cakes for her, and watched her eat them without quibble. It was rather
satisfying to watch.
When he had woken up that morning, she
had gotten out of bed, so he rolled in the quilt thinking of how he had eaten
Xiaojiu, a sweet eater, as desert the night before. The past two nights, she
had slept with him. She did not resist his lovemaking; her reaction was raw and
enthusiastic; so cute, he could not have enough of her.
He hardened as he thought of her
delicious appearance.
While he was wallowing in the
afterglow, a voice outside the door made him freeze,
‘Haocheng-gege, are you awake?’
He buried his head in his quilt
suddenly acquiring a headache; did this girl not get tired of pestering him? He
thought desperately how to avoid, Zhao Tianjiao, he knew Xiaojiu was jealous
and she had a very sharp blade. But no matter how much he tried to avoid her,
she stuck to him. No matter how fast he ran, she caught him.
‘Haocheng-gege,’
Nope. He will run away, or Xiaojiu
will be angry if she came back to find Tianjiao with him. Jumping out of bed,
he dressed carefully and silently, and slipped out of the room through the
window. He thought of where to go. He did not want to be caught by Tianjiao, so
he left the Zhao compound. He was not afraid of getting molested again, as his
assailants would all be at home tending to their wounds after Danning dealt
with them the day before.
After half an hour of window-shopping,
he bought some sweets and returned to the compound. As he walked, he wondered
how long they would be staying there. Zhao Tianlin had not appeared in the past
few days since that argument, it must have been that the blow to his heart was
too much, and he had not come to see Xiaojiu. Unfortunately, Zhao Tianjiao
irritatingly wanted to glue herself to him.
‘I’ll ask Xiaojiu when we will be
leaving…’ he said to himself.
As he walked up to the gates, he came
across Tianlin looking at him gloomily.
What was it? He thought about surnamed
Zhao and he appeared.
Looking at Tianlin’s dark expression,
it was clear he was looking for trouble. Haocheng wondered if he should avoid
Tianlin. He was no longer his buff self; he was now a weak chicken versus Zhao
Tianlin, a martial arts master. A jealous man was a terrible thing, who knew if
he would try to kill Haocheng.
As though he could sense Haocheng’s
fear, Tianlin sneered.
X! He was being looked down upon.
The thing Haocheng could not tolerate
was being looked down upon. Did this stinky boy think he was afraid of him? The
defeated general’s henchmen will open their mouths in fear. Haocheng did not
change his expression; he did not make a detour because the gate was behind
Tianlin. He passed Tianlin cautiously but leisurely. Although he was nervous he
remained calm. Even in cold sweat, he was a handsome young man. (Zuben: The
most important thing here)
‘Hao Yue.’
Yes? Haocheng stopped and turned to
Tianlin.
Tianlin sneered at him with contempt,
‘The flower queen of Lin Xian Lou, who is only a cheap prostitute who drinks
with men.’
He had sent someone to investigate
Jiang Haocheng’s origin, but he had been surprised when he had heard that
Haocheng was a xiǎo guān. Hm! How could a cheap prostitute compare with someone
like him? Why did A Jiu like Haocheng? Was it because of his beautiful face?
(Zuben: Do you want to rip it off? Stick it over yours? There should be a
martial art for that)
Haocheng raised his eyebrows at the
statement, but he was not angered. The prostitute was Hao Yue, not him.
Besides, so what if he had been a prostitute? He did not commit murder.
‘You don’t deserve to be with A Jiu,’
Zhao Tianlin said arrogantly, ‘if you follow her, you would only make her a laughing
stock and humiliate her. Leave my fiancée alone.’
Haocheng wanted to laugh; did Zhao
Tianlin think this would humiliate him? How gauche.
Haocheng leaned cockily against the
wall and sneered, ‘So I don’t deserve her. But you think that you do?’
‘Of course,’ Zhao Tianlin replied
proudly. Only he can match A Jiu; they had the same social standing and were
childhood friends. (Zuben: In your head)
‘Are you still a virgin?’ Haocheng
asked.
‘What?’ Tianlin asked taken aback. For
a moment, he didn’t get that Haocheng was asking.
Haocheng blinked, his phoenix eyes looked
shy as he said, ‘Well, I gave my first time to Xiaojiu.’ He wasn’t lying; Hao
Yue’s virginity was indeed given to Danning.
‘What about you? I can only guess that
you gave yours to a woman in brothel.’
He remembered this kind of plot point
in martial arts novels. Seeing Tianlin’s look of uncertainty, he guessed he was
right.
‘So now, who between us doesn’t match
Xiaojiu? You say you like her, but you mess about with other women?’ Haocheng
said disdainfully.
‘You!’ Tianlin was so enraged he could
not speak, ‘You’re just a xiǎo guān…’
‘What about it?’ Haocheng asked
laughing mockingly at Tianlin, ‘I haven’t killed anybody. I haven’t broken the
law. Even being a xiǎo guān is making a honest living. Since you had me
investigated, did you find out how I met Xiaojiu?’
He watched Tianlin’s face turned
green, and his handsome smile grew even more charming, and lost his fear of
death.
‘You should have heard the phrase “out
of the mud but unstained”? I had such high ambitions; in order to protect my
self, I did not hesitate to hang myself. I survived that, but also fought to
escape. That is how I was lucky to be rescued by Xiaojiu and get to know her.
This is the so called, a good person gets good rewards.’
Zhao Tianlin’s expression turned
progressively ugly as Haocheng spoke, he could not refute him. But he could
sneer at him, ‘It is a shame that you left the halls of merriment, you know how
to talk.’
‘Of course, how else could I have
gotten Xiaojiu’s heart?’ Hm! You want to fight? Surname Zhao is ten years too
early!
‘Jiang Haocheng!’ His reply incensed
Tianlin. He looked angry enough to kill; jealousy had made him red eyed and
irrational.
‘Hey!’ sensing danger, Haocheng stepped
back, ‘It would not be good for you to touch me. It would not be good for
Xiaojiu if you touch me; she won’t spare you.’
His words pulled Tianlin back from the
brink. Indeed, harming Jiang Haocheng now will only make A Jiu hate him.
‘Ha! Hiding behind a woman, you’re not
a man!’ he snorted disdainfully.
‘That’s all right; I am willing to be
a little man behind Xiaojiu.’ He replied, ‘If it’s alright, I’ll enter and feed
Xiaojiu.’
He shook the bag full of buns at
Tianlin and sped off.
It was terrible; if not for his fast
thinking, he would have lost his life. They really could not stay here any
longer. He needed to ask Xiaojiu when they were leaving.
Haocheng patted his chest, feeling the
resentful gaze behind him; his mental state grew mildly panicked. He really
needed to speak to Xiaojiu.
Tianlin’s anger burned high as he
watched Jiang Haocheng leave. He was so angry he clenched his fist and punched
the wall. The wall immediately cracked under his fist. His handsome face
contorted with jealously.
Jiang Haocheng, he would not let him
go so easily…
‘Xiaojiu, when are we leaving?’ He
asked Danning, who was sitting on his lap as he fed her the delicious
dumplings. Danning opened her mouth and bit into the dumpling, a little
mouthful like a golden treasure. She licked the sugar powder on her lips.
‘Today,’ she answered, glancing at the
dumplings on the table. Her face had no expression, but he knew she wanted
more, so he picked up another and fed it to her. As she ate, she had a thought,
‘Did you go out alone?’ she asked with
an unhappy frown.
‘It’s alright, no one bullied me.’
Well, not out in the streets, but at the compound he had run into Zhao Tianlin,
but this was a war between men, he did not need to tell Xiaojiu. He caught
sight of her licking her lips; he could not help but bow his head to kiss her
sweet tongue, tasting the sweetness of the red beans. He slid his tongue into
her fragrant mouth, and stirred gently with her own. His hand slid into her
collar and slid down her robes to reveal her breasts. He held the soft and
tender flesh.
‘Hmm…’ she moaned avoiding him. She
could feel his hot desire against her buttocks, and she felt a little
flustered, ‘It’s daytime…’ she protested.
‘I know.’ He replied recapturing her
mouth. He would not let her hide. He sucked hard and sipped on her sweetness.
Who taught her to eat sweets so cutely that he became mad with lust?
Releasing her lips, he took the
dumplings and ate one, and then kissed her, realising the red bean filling into
her mouth. The sharp sweetness coated their lips, tongues and teeth, making her
lick his tongue like a greedy kitten.
Her actions completely aroused his
obscene desires, he thought of her licking his throbbing shaft…
His mind was filled with the impulse.
He made Danning straddle him, and
pulled her apart her clothes roughly. He kneaded and pinched her tender
breasts, and her nipples became sensitive and erect. He took a nipple into his
mouth, sucked and gnawed on it madly, leaving tooth marks on the delicate
flesh. While sucking on one, his hand was on the other, rubbing and pressing
the hardened bud against the belly of his hand. And he used his heated length
to gently tease her privates, occasionally bumping upwards to around her lust.
Danning bit her lip as she looked down
on him playing with her body. He sucked her breasts making her breast fuller
and nipples erect filling her with delight and numbness. The obscene picture
made her bashful, so she closed her eyes, but she could not avoid the
sensations; she was hot between her legs and she could feel herself releasing
the now familiar liquid.
Haocheng perceived it, ‘Xiaojiu, you
are wet.’ He said with a wicked laugh. He had such a beautiful face, but
uttered such inconsistently obscene words.
‘Do you feel good?’ he asked as his
hot humid tongue licked her nipples and he untied her clothes to reach into her
drawers for her sex. His fingers encountered wetness, but he did not rush into
her. Instead, he grabbed the nucleus in front of the petals, and pressed and
grinded it slowly. Rubbing the flesh of the petals intentionally or
unintentionally, penetrating her and retreating quickly.
Unable to withstand his provocation,
there was an impatient itch between her legs, and Danning could not help but
rock her hips against his fingers. Her eyes were misty and full of helpless
pleading, but she did not realise it made the wolf in him want to tease he even
more.
‘Do you want me inside?’
‘Yes,’ she nodded.
‘Then, if you are obedient, I will
satisfy you.’ He spoke softly but he had an evil glint in his eye.’
‘Yes.’ She replied, her eyes full of
trust.
Haocheng felt a slight bit of guilt
before it was swept away in the tide of his desires. He pulled out his fingers
from between her legs and made her kneel before him. He quickly unfastened his
trousers and his cock leapt out.
Looking at his engorged desire,
Danning was stunned. Though it was not the first time she had seen it, but when
she thought about how he entered her, she could not help but blush. She
wondered what he wanted her to do. She lifted her gaze to look at him, but
before she could get to his face, his hand raised her face so it was near the
throbbing stalk.
‘Xiaojiu,’ he called his voice was a
little hoarse and he was trembling with excitement, ‘put out your tongue and
lick it.’
Lick it? She looked at the phallus in dismay;
she did not know how to do it and looked up at him in doubt
Haocheng picked up a dumpling and
squeezed out the stuffing onto his cock. He smeared the shaft with the stuffing
then touched her lip with his stained finger.
Danning opened her mouth
subconsciously and liked the red bean stuffing on his fingers.
‘Yes, that’s it,’ he took away his
finger drawing a silver wire along with him, and pressed his thick length
against her lips, and murmured gently, ‘Come on, it’s like licking my finger.’
(Zuben: Yes, quite like licking a finger ¬.¬)
Danning stretched out her tongue and
licked the red beans stuffing at the top. Under his hot gaze, she opened her
mouth wide and sucked the top and then wanted to retreat.
‘No!’ he protested, clasping her head
in his hands and pushing her against him, ‘Hold it again, lick it with your
tongue and suck it in.’
She hesitated for a moment, than as he
asked, she sucked the thick length, licking the stuffing with the tip of her
tongue. The sweetness of the red bean was mixed with an unspeakable taste, a
little bitter, which she wasn’t sure about. She could hear his gasping, but she
was dissatisfied.
She looked up at him, his mouth was
slightly opened and he was groaning in ecstasy. His hand caressed her head
urging her forward so her mouth was filled with half of him.
‘Hmm!’ she moaned and frowned in
discomfort.
‘Good, lick it back and forth with
your tongue,’ he coaxed. The pleasure of seeing her with his cock in her mouth
made his desire thicken.
Seeing the longing in his eyes,
Danning complied, and moved back and forth with her mouth while licking him.
Her movements were inexperienced, her
teeth often grazed against him, it was a little painful but it fuelled his
excitement. The heat and wetness of her mouth made him pant heavily, the stroke
of her tongue sent shivers through him. It aroused his desire to see her cold
green eyes as she held him in her mouth.
Danning huffed and puffed for a long
time, her mouth aching and her lips felt like they had been rubbed raw, but
between her legs was the longing itch. She could not help but rub her legs
together as she looked up at him in askance.
Unable to bear her pleading, Haocheng
pulled her up and took her to the table. He parted her legs to see her dripping
wet underwear. He roughly pulled them off and lowered his head to the tender
petals. He knew that she loved it when he licked her all over, but he could not
wait and attacked her centre directly.
He licked the damp flesh and pushing
his fingers into her, stimulating her tight hole and producing sweet nectar.
‘Ah~…’ she cried as her eyes rolled
back in her head, and her body arched. Her buttocks lifted off the table as his
hot tongue drank from her dripping flower and sucked on the ruby red bud. His
long fingers in her cave twisted as he pulled out, brushing her flesh and
petals, grinding her fragility.
‘Ah…’ she trembled and her toes curled
as she immersed herself in lust.
Ascertaining she was wet enough,
Haocheng could not longer bear it, he pulled out his fingers and grabbed her
hips, he held his thickness against her entrance and buried himself deep inside
her in one stroke. As soon as he entered, he retreated and penetrated fiercely
again. Her love tunnel surrounded him tightly, and absorbed him, making him
unable to retract easily.
‘Jiu, you’re great,’ he moaned before
kissing her forcefully. His Xiaojiu not only had a sweet mouth above, her mouth
below was also tight and pleasurable, and he could not control himself. He
plundered her charms with furore, occupied her deeply, provoking her weak spots
again and again; making her lose her composure under him.
Nectar poured out of her honey pot
with each withdrawal, he put his fingers between them so that they were
drenched with her flower dew. He licked his fingers so his mouth was stained
with her juices and then he kissed her. (Zuben: There is an underground/above
ground? reservoir up in there, isn’t there?)
His kiss was sweet and delicious, but
also strange. She wanted to avoid him but she was entrapped by him. She
suddenly felt him thrust deeply into the deep heart of her flower. Danning
tightened instantly, and her cave grasped his desire even tighter. She
shuddered in ecstasy, and he swallowed the delicate sigh in his kiss.
His offensive continued as he enjoyed
the wild contractions of her inner muscles. He thrust several times before
feeling his burning heat to the mouth below.
After satisfying their desires
thoroughly, they ate and drank before they finally left the Zhao compound.
Haocheng was like a lazy puppy lying on his wife’s lap and hugging her waist in
the carriage. They did not need to talk, and he was happy. The only drawback
was Zhao Tianlin was following them. Thinking of him, Haocheng pouted.
He had started showing off again
saying that he had to attend the Wulin Assembly after which they would prepare
for the wedding.
Haocheng did not argue, but pulled Danning
into the carriage with him saying, ‘I am weak and unsuitable for riding, and
Danning is tired since morning, she needs to rest. We’ll have to trouble
Zhao-gege to protect the carriage, by yourself,’ enunciating the final phrase.
Watching Zhao Tianlin’s face turn
ugly, he laughed heartily. Did he think he could upset him by the word
“wedding”? Haha, shallow!
Although, Zhao Tianlin could not be
tossed aside, at least, Zhao Tianjiao could not follow. Haocheng was relieved
at least. At the gates of the Zhao compound, she was reluctant to give up, but
because Xiaojiu was beside him, she did not come close.
Xiaojiu was indeed his amulet.
As the carriage headed out of the
city, Haocheng hesitated before casually asking, ‘Xiaojiu, what is the purpose
of the assembly?’
‘To choose the leader of the
alliance,’ she said. Copying his past actions, she reached out and stroked his
head.
He grabbed her hand and licked her
fingers provocatively before he asked, ‘Aren’t you the leader of the alliance?’
She shut her eyes before replying, her
voice carrying some tension, ‘The leader of the alliance is elected every four
years, after they win in the assembly.’ She had emerged winner at the last
conference at the age of eighteen to become the leader of the alliance. But, she
had not been interested in the position; she only won because her opponents had
been weak. She had not cared when she was handed the staff of leadership. At
first she wanted to hand it over to her father, who had been the previous
leader, but he refused and insisted that she had to do her duty. So instead,
she left the castle and roamed the country. She hadn’t been back home in four
years, if not for the Wulin Conference, she would not have returned at all.
Looking at her bewildered expression,
Haocheng found her cute and he leaned up to kiss her; his phoenix eyes full of
smiles.
‘So where is the assembly being held?’
‘Guyunbao,’ she said. Then after a
moment, when she realised he would not know, she added, ‘My home.’
Haocheng stiffened; his heart was tight
with tension, ‘Then your parents…?’
‘Live there.’
‘What?!’ He leapt up, his eyes wide
open, ‘This, how to say…’ he was suddenly too nervous to speak. Fuck! He was
going to see the in-laws!
I like that the main protagonist is the male lead because I am tired of those female lead as the protagonist because most of the stories follows same plot and fl 's are always like marry sue except few .
ReplyDeleteYeah, it does make a nice change. Although, I think of Danning as the 'cold dude' and Haocheng as the 'warm girl'.
DeleteTq!!!! Can't wait for the next chapter.
ReplyDeletei really enjoy your translation, your noted logic made it more logic and hilarious, thank you
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