“Gurgle gurgle——”
“Ding——”
Outside the castle, in the garden, the fountain shut off with the soft sound of water flowing back, leaving only the Magic Rose glowing faintly purple in the twilight.
Inside the castle’s main building, in the room specially reserved for the future wife of the young master of the Clemence Family, a dim candle flickered.
After slightly adjusting the plain-colored Saint Princess ceremonial dress wrapped around her ample figure, Amidina took off the white vest and placed it on the bed, revealing a collar so tightly stretched by the mischievous pudding-like fullness that it looked like it might burst with just a little more pressure.
She tilted her head and looked at Fatty Bird and said, “You let it go to the balcony first. It’s listening… I can’t call out.”
“It’s a bird…”
“……”
“And it’s a female…”
“……”
“Chirp chirp!”
“Alright, alright, a juvenile bird isn’t appropriate to watch this anyway. You better step away.”
Lin Nuo, who was peeking out the window at the outside situation, came over and took Fatty Bird aside.
This marriage chamber, constructed using plants from the Magic Forest, had a very unique soundproof design; only very loud noises could be heard by people outside.
Lin Nuo had even directly opened the door when talking to that absolutely suspicious maid.
The walnut wooden marital bed was sturdy as well, unlike the small, ramshackle hut in the dense forest before, so this time, there was no way to fake it by shaking the bed.
Amidina walked to the door, gauged the distance, then stood with her slender legs together, posture very dignified.
The two bulges on her chest rose and fell with each breath.
Her rosy cherry lips parted slightly as she tried several times.
Lin Nuo wasn’t sure if it was because she was being watched or for some other reason… but she opened her mouth several times and couldn’t produce a sound.
Amidina’s peach blossom eyes suddenly looked at Lin Nuo with a strange mixture of shyness and resentment.
She stepped forward, grabbed Lin Nuo’s clothes, pulling him to the doorway without explanation.
Then she pressed his warm palm onto her shoulder, signaling him to apply pressure.
It seemed… she was searching for the sensation?
Amidina bit her lower lip lightly; her cold eyes flashed with seven parts humiliation, three parts blame.
Even though she was the one who pulled Lin Nuo over, to any onlooker, this expression would make it seem like she was still the unwilling pure goddess, forced to cooperate and endure humiliation under the gaze of a blond flower thief.
But this time, she finally emitted a faint, heart-wrenching hum: “en… en…”
It sounded like she was trying to cooperate with her incapable husband’s performance, making a sound filled with disdain—without any emotion, just skill.
No… she didn’t even have the skill!
?!
Though not at the same moment, it was the same situation.
Snap, Lin Nuo was quick-eyed and quick-handed, aiming for her half-open cherry lips and pressed down on her hum, silencing her embarrassment.
“Dude, can you really make that sound?”
Amidina, usually so cold and unmatched, looked up at Lin Nuo with a trace of innocence in her eyes.
Her beautiful peach blossom eyes met his gaze.
She didn’t try to pry his hand away or struggle.
Instead, her chest rose slightly before pushing forward, her face turning away as if she had accepted the harsh reality of today’s unavoidable lechery, no longer looking at her body, which was about to be defiled, nor at Lin Nuo.
As if…
She silently consented to be the pure, fallen maiden at his mercy.
“?”
Such a submissive side nearly confused Lin Nuo.
This time there was no rush, and as he considered whether to take Amidina to the bath to give her some last-minute instruction, Amidina held her breath, and her expression changed instantly.
She raised a finger and pointed to the Liyang Grass not far away—she smelled the herb’s scent.
“Hurry and call out!”
“I… I can’t…”
“……”
They exchanged brief words through lip movement.
The hot breath close to her face made Amidina’s moist lips inexplicably hot and dry.
“Bang!”
A force steadied her shoulders.
Before she could instinctively fold her hands in front of her, they were pressed against the door, reflecting the pupils in Lin Nuo’s close face, filled with shock and confused emotions.
A person who had only read timid books could be so adept at handling a girl?
Lin Nuo had no intention to hesitate, nor did he have the time.
After all, he had done this once before!
The dress slowly slipped off her shoulders, revealing smooth, milky white skin beneath the pink undergarment clinging to her body.
Lin Nuo only pulled down half the dress, leaving the neckline and shoulder straps stretched over Amidina’s arm, accentuating her already stunning curves even more.
“Y-you… don’t look around!”
Amidina warned in a breathy voice, unable to cover herself even with both arms, her peach blossom eyes bewitching in their flow of emotions.
Lin Nuo responded by lifting one of her long, graceful legs from behind her knee, wrapping it around his waist.
Before Amidina could react, her whole body was lifted so that only the tip of the other foot remained planted, struggling to maintain this shameful, unbearable posture.
“Hmm… hmm…”
Amidina’s voice was barely audible, like a mosquito’s hum, but the sound carried an indescribable shyness.
But…
Even called out this way, no one outside could hear her!
Instantly, this realization reminded Lin Nuo that with Amidina’s cold and reserved personality, if she couldn’t let go on her own, even if he lifted her with one hand, her voice probably wouldn’t be loud.
Instead, if she made sounds loud enough to be heard outside, it would seem fake.
Her inability to call out just now had accidentally hit the perfect note.
Supporting her thigh, Lin Nuo guided her to shift her weight onto him, then lifted her almost hanging onto him, moving her up and down.
Her back rubbed against the door with each motion.
The Saint Princess ceremonial dress, made from a unique fabric, brushed against the oak wood door with a rustling sound, the hem decorations swinging rhythmically, creating a light tapping symphony on the door.
From time to time, with controlled force, Lin Nuo had the already disoriented Amidina collide against the door twice.
The dull sound, combined with the rustling of the dress, was like a person unable to withstand such fierce assault, trying to escape at the doorway, only to be pressed against the corner of the wall by another person, crazed under the influence of herbs, continuing the passionate entanglement…
“You pressing me… hmm, is making me a bit dizzy…”
Amidina hugged Lin Nuo’s neck with both hands, still upright, trying to keep some distance as she whispered in his ear, voice tinged with shame and anger.
Getting used to the rhythm, Amidina squeezed her hands and let out a shallow breath of relief.
Except for a few muffled moans whenever Lin Nuo bumped her, things were actually…
At least she didn’t have to embarrass herself with those kinds of sounds in front of him!
“Can you still smell the herbs?”