night talk(1)

As the two ventured out, the sky was nearing dusk. Lin Wanrong, contemplating the matter of perfumes, found a glassware shop on the street. In this era, glassware was considered a luxury. Due to its high cost, Lin Wanrong's house only had a copper mirror, as glass was too expensive.

Carefully searching, Lin Wanrong finally found small bottles suitable for holding perfume. Upon inquiring about the price, he discovered that these small glass bottles cost a whopping one or two silver each, which seemed exorbitant.

With determination, Lin Wanrong gritted his teeth and bought ten of them, stowing them in a bag. After some bargaining, he spent nine taels of silver.

Young Master Guo, puzzled, looked at him and said, "Lin San, why did you buy such small chamber pots? I have a larger one in my room; if you need it, I can give it to you."

Lin Wanrong resisted the urge to smack this blockhead and replied, "No need, get a few more; it'll make urinating more enjoyable."

Arriving at the Miao Yu Fang as evening approached, a maidservant led the two directly upstairs.

Guo Wuchang asked the maidservant ahead, "Is Dong Mei free today?"

The maidservant replied, "In response to Young Master, Miss Dong Mei has been waiting specifically for Young Master today."

Guo Wuchang smirked lecherously, and Lin Wanrong suddenly understood. It seemed that Young Master Guo didn't mind not meeting Qin Xian'er that day because he had indulged with another courtesan. Qin Xian'er indeed had some skill, knowing how to apply the right remedy.

Upon arriving, Guo Wuchang turned to Lin Wanrong and said, "Lin San, as usual, wait here. In two hours, we'll return together." Apparently, he thought Lin San had been waiting for him that day. Little did he know, Lin San had already patronized the most beautiful courtesan here.

Seeing the smug back of Young Master Guo, Lin Wanrong shook his head with a wry smile. You enjoy pleasure while I stand guard outside – being a young master is truly delightful.

"Lin Gongzi, what are you thinking?" A crisp voice came from behind. Lin Wanrong turned around, and the stunning Qin Xian'er had already appeared before him.

With a lotus-like face, vermilion lips, a slight blush on her cheeks, and a hint of shyness in her eyes, she smiled before speaking. Dressed in a tight-fitting, purple lily satin shirt, it outlined her figure in a wonderful curve, captivating and alluring.

Lin Wanrong swiftly glanced at her enchanting little buttocks, secretly swallowing a mouthful of saliva. He thought, this girl, her buttocks are as charming as her face. I wonder how it feels to touch them.

"I was thinking about you, Miss Qin Xian'er," Lin Wanrong said with a smile. As an experienced man in the flower world, he didn't hold back in expressing his feelings.

"How can I trust you?" Qin Xian'er, full of charm, glanced at him and said, "If I hadn't taken the initiative to invite you, I'm afraid you would have forgotten about Xian'er."

Qin Xian'er lightly bit her vermilion lips, her eyes slightly moist. She looked at him with a hint of grievance, like a neglected young woman. With her enchanting expression, it was hard to tell if it was genuine.

Lin Wanrong thought, impressive, impressive. With her acting skills, it's a pity she hasn't won an Oscar. Unable to resist her sultry gaze, Lin Wanrong turned his head away and said with a smile, "Miss Qin, a humble servant like me cannot withstand such temptation."

Qin Xian'er sighed lightly and said, "If you truly cannot resist such temptation, that would be fine. But seeing you act this way, it seems you have never looked at me seriously since that day."

"Alright, alright, I know you're seeking revenge for my embarrassment last time. Speak up, what do you want this time?" Lin Wanrong said.