In the morning, when Nan Yuelou woke up, the corners of his ears were crimson when he saw the white traces between his thighs. Nan Feng laughed loudly, as he said candidly, “My son is finally growing into a man.” And Xian’er brought a warm handkerchief attentively, as she tried to help Nan Yuelou clean that area.
Nan Yuelou instinctively covered his g*nitals and hid away from the handkerchief in his mother’s hand. He said shyly, “Mother… Don’t move… I’ll do it myself…”
Nan Feng curled his finger, then knocked on Nan Yuelou’s forehead, “She’s your mother… What’s there to be shy about?”
However, Nan Yuelou continued covering his ge*nitals and refused to budge! Xian’er was helpless in this situation, hence she could only place the handkerchief beside Nan Yuelou’s hand and then stood aside.
Nan Yuelou turned his back against his parents, then started wiping off the white traces between his thighs. Next, he heard them say, “I think it’s almost time. Yuelou is growing up now, why don’t we bring him to visit his little wife?”
Nan Feng smiles comfortingly, “Yes, it’s time to bring Yuelou to visit his Panyue flower.”
By the teal lakeside were fields of peach blossoms. Nan Yuelou stepped on the thick layer of peach blossom petals and followed his father. “Father, will I really be able to see the Panyue flower that belongs to me today?” As the young master of the Peach Blossom Valley, Nan Yuelou had known from young that his wife would be born from the Panyue flower, just like his mother.
What he didn’t know was… would his little wife be gentle like his mother?
Nan Feng finally walked to two lush peach blossom trees. The exuberant layers of peach blossoms caused the branches to bend. He casually plucked one flower, crushed it in his hand and spread it in the air as he chanted an ancient Sanskit line.
The wide field before them became a fantasy-like area in a split second. Amidst the hazy spiritual air, a gigantic and translucent panyue flower appeared before Nan Yuelou’s eyes. His heart was anxious as he slowly walked over, and beneath the translucent white petals was a girl who was curled up. Nan Yuelou reached out to caress the Panyue flower petals, which were as thin as a cicada’s wings. It seemed as though there was some lifeforce flowing through his hand. He was enthralled by the petite person in the Panyue flower, as he mumbled, “Wifey…”
When Nan Feng observed his son’s captivated state, he was reminded of when he saw Xian’er for the first time. Oh, his reaction wasn’t that far off from his son’s. He sighed for a while before explaining to Nan Yuelou, “Now that you have s*men, you can start watering your little wife. In future, every first and fifteenth day of the month, you should come here. I’ll teach you the Sankrit words later on.” Read this novel at novelping(.)com for the best experience.
“Thank you, Father.”
The moon on the fifteenth was big and round. It hung in the sky, giving off clear, white light. Nan Yuelou was in high spirits right now, because he was going to see his little wife again.
Following the method that his father taught him, Nan Yuelou successfully entered the Panyue flower field. He leaned forward and kissed the translucent petals, then undid his top and pulled down his pants. “Wifey… Wait for a while more… I’ll rub my s*men out and feed you very soon…”
Nan Yuelou took his c*ck out and started sliding up and down. Looking at his wife, who was lying in the Panyue flower, he said excitedly, “Wifey… Your husband will feed you now…” When he felt ready to c*m, Nan Yuelou walked up and pointed his p*nis at the stem of the flower, then squirted his s*men onto it.
Next, a strange thing happened. The stalk quickly absorbed the s*men, just like how soil took to water! And the petals of the Panyue flower turned from a pure white into a mild purple colour, appearing both seductive yet beautiful.
Chapter 6
Nan Yuelou used his s*men to water his wife for three whole years. In the process, he had already grown from a boy into a handsome man. When the Panyue flower turned from white into deep purple, Nan Feng summoned Nan Yuelou into the study. “Yuelou, your Panyue flower is ripe. Father predicts that within three months, it will bloom, and at that time, you’ll be able to see your wife.”
When Nan Yuelou heard this, he smiled, repressing that excitement as he bowed to Nan Feng, “Your son understands.”
“Yes, and before this, Father and your mother will have to plan for you, otherwise you won’t be able to endure the Panyue flower beauty.” Nan Feng coughed, then continued, “The Panyue flower beauty has a natural disposition of taking in yang [1] energy. If you consummate the marriage with her without any preparations, I’m afraid you won’t even survive your wedding night. However, her br*ast milk is something of ultimate yang. It can extend your life and boost your virility, but it’s a pity, because newborn Panyue flower beauties don’t have br*ast milk. That means that before you consummate your marriage with your wife, you have to drink the br*ast milk of a Panyue flower beauty.”
Right now, in the entire Peach Blossom Valley, only your mother can help you. Don’t be shy about it, we are doing this to help you. Moreover, generations of the masters of the Peach Blossom Valley had gone through this. Back then, I also had to drink your grandmother’s milk before I could sleep with your mother.” Nan Yuelou knew that his father wouldn’t lie to him, so he immediately agreed, “Yes, your son will follow Father’s instructions.” The source of this chapter is g.com.
Within Xianyu Pavillion, Nan Yuelou sat in the outer room while his parents were in the bedroom, trying to create some br*ast milk for him. The wanton moaning continually travelled out from the screen within the room. Nan Yuelou’s face was flushed from hearing that, and the jade c*ck between his legs had caused his silky white robe to be raised high up!
Finally, after hearing his mother scream, his father panted as he allowed him in. Nan Yuelou was feeling invigorated – those were his mother’s br*asts!
Under the beautiful night light, the alluring image of the two well-rounded br*asts shaking had remained in the depths of his memory all this while……
“Father… Mother… Your child is coming in…” Nan Yuelou was too shy to blatantly stare at his mother, and he only dared to secretly peek at her wide-open lapels.
At this moment, Xian’er was sitting on Nan Feng’s thighs. She was leaning back against his chest, and their lower bodies were still tightly stuck together. However, Nan Feng had used the blanket to cover their g*nitals, so Nan Yuelou couldn’t see that.
Her top was pulled wide open, and her dudou had slid to her waist. The pair of voluptuous peaks were trembling from her breathing. Her n*pples had already turned into a ravishing red colour, looking exactly like a ripe peach. And the tiny tip was dripping milky white liquid. Some of the milk had already started trickling down from her br*asts onto her dudou.
Nan Yuelou’s throat was parched from this scene. He couldn’t wait to pounce into his mother’s embrace and ferociously such her br*asts. However, his father hadn’t said anything, so Nan Yuelou didn’t dare to act hastily.
Nan Feng looked at Nan Yuelou’s flushed face and knew that he was craving it. As he thought back about how he had been then, he didn’t make it any more difficult for his son. He called out, “Come over and drink the milk.”
It was only then that Nan Yuelou rushed over and half-knelt by the bedside, staring intently at the two mounds on his mother’s chest. He swallowed his saliva, then carefully held the bottom of one br*ast, then cupped his mother’s right br*ast with his mouth excitedly!
Nan Yuelou only needed to suck a little harder and the sweet milk would flow into his mouth. Having tasted the sweetness, he started moving his lips and tongue feverishly, sucking his mother’s n*pple hard. He also couldn’t resist cupping his hand over his mother’s left br*ast and forgot about his morals as he started to rub and knead it.
Turns out that a woman’s br*ast was so soft. Nan Yuelou finally understood why men loved to rub women’s br*asts. They were simply too soft and tender, and they only needed to use a bit of strength, and they would appear as though they would melt. And his mother’s breast was especially delicate. He couldn’t hold it within one hand, so he could only cover half that breast and rub it.
[1] Yang – one part of the Taoist dualism, also symbolic of males.