Wanted this elegant scroll
「吾观人穷志姿」
(“Observe a man’s ambition when down on luck”)
Ended up with:
「喜欢人家老婆」
(“I like other people’s wives”)
Chinese is hard.
How Chinese People Write Love Scenes: The two of them slipped into the quilt from either side of the couch. Inside, the attentive Leng Shouguang had already placed two warm stones, so the bed was not cold at all.
Fu Shou shifted closer toward Liu Xie, resting her head against the man’s broad shoulder. One of her long, slender legs draped casually between his thighs, and her soft, burning-hot body naturally pressed against him.This time there was no gap left between them.
The edges of the paper curled shyly as if resisting, yet they were firmly pressed flat and straightened, allowing the long, hard shaft of the brush to move with complete freedom—horizontal strokes, oblique strokes, vertical strokes, downward strokes, hooks, and returns.
Liu Xie felt as if he were holding a massive brush as thick as a roof beam, wielding it across a sheet of pure white, soft Left-Bo paper. The brush tip was saturated with thick ink. With every stroke, droplets splashed everywhere, leaving mottled marks across the smooth surface.
In that very instant, the mountain-like pressure caused the dam to burst, turning into a furious torrent that raged unchecked and swept both him and the woman in his arms into its https://t.co/M6SNWselkP first, the pleasure was like ascending to immortality.
Ever since arriving in Xudu, Liu Xie had been overwhelmed by shock, anxiety, fear, confusion, and depression. He had lived under extreme repression the entire time. This bold provocation pierced a tiny hole in his tightly stretched mental defenses.
He was about to ask for some water when a pair of crimson lips suddenly met his. He instinctively raised a hand to block her, but his fingertips accidentally sank into a lush, full swell of softness, only to be gently bounced back.
Liu Xie could fully savor the silky smoothness and supple tenderness of feminine skin. The dignified and virtuous Empress who had appeared so proper by day now resembled a female beast lurking in the shadows, coiled and ready to strike. Liu Xie felt his throat go dry.