43.Master... are you still there?

Lalatina opened her eyes, her gaze dreamy, clutching the bedsheet, her breathing ragged. She looked at the solemn face of the man in front of her. His noble gaze, looking at all living beings with equality, as if he had transcended the mundane world.

It was truly admirable.

Being cared for and guided by him made her feel as though she had the entire world in her grasp.

Reflecting on her past foolishness, how could a person like him possibly use despicable actions to violate her?

"Master, I've felt it now," she said softly.

Noah looked at her face, flushed and especially beautiful, like a radiant flower blooming in the warmth of spring. Her smile was filled with happiness, but a single tear rolled down the corner of her eye.

"Why are you crying? There's no need to be so emotional."

Lalatina wiped away the tear with her delicate hand and shook her head.

"No, it's because I'm so happy. Master, you were right. I didn't control my emotions well, and now I've made you laugh at me."

Seeing her lovely, obedient face, a thought flashed in Noah's mind—this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that couldn't be wasted.

"Alright, you don't need to hold back your emotions. Earlier was about mental focus. Next, I'll… help you focus on your body. Do you agree?"

Without hesitation, Lalatina replied,

"I'll do whatever you say."

Noah took a deep breath. 'She chose this herself, I can't be blamed. If there's any blame, it's that she's too beautiful. Don't worry, I won't treat you poorly.'

"First, you need to... remove your outer clothing and... loosen your inner garments. The body needs to be comfortable so that the blood can circulate freely. I'll turn away. Let me know when you're ready."

Lalatina hesitated for a moment, then decisively removed her outer robe and loosened her undergarments. Blushing, she called out,

"Master, I'm ready?"

Now, she was wearing only a thin pink-and-white dress, her skin faintly visible, her expression embarrassed and shy. Noah swallowed hard.

"Next, lie down on the bed, spread your body out comfortably, and close your eyes."

Lying on the bed, Lalatina's body was clad only in the thin outer garment, her undergarments loosened. Her chest was no longer restrained, and her two round breasts bounced with happiness at their newfound freedom. They joyfully followed her every movement. Her skin was fair and smooth, her body emanating the fragrance of an 18-year-old girl. Her arms and legs were perfectly proportioned, and the curves of her body were more defined under the loose clothing. 'Mother... is my future daughter-in-law beautiful? Don't worry, I'll treat her well. And... your grandchild will be beautiful too. Hmm...Wait, what name should we give them? , Not yet ,Noah calm down...'

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Lalatina lay on the bed, her eyes closed, feeling the warmth of the sheets beneath her. Suddenly, she remembered she was lying in the master's bed, dressed like this… Embarrassment flushed her face. The master hadn't said anything for a while, so she nervously called out,

"Master... are you still there?"

Noah.

Ah, calm down, stay calm. It's still a little early.

"I got a bit distracted. Let's begin now. Your body feels hot, and your ears are red—are you thinking too much again?"

She... shook her head.

"Alright, now calmly feel the warmth from my fingers."

Lalatina timidly responded,

"I can't feel anything yet."

Noah ignored this and slowly moved his fingers down her shoulders, across her collarbone, and to the front of her chest. At that moment, he asked,

"Lalatina, can you feel anything now?"

Her eyes tightly shut, her cheeks flushed red, she softly parted her lips in embarrassment.

"Yes, I can feel your hand, master."

"Good, now use your body to follow my movements."

He continued, his hand slowly moving to the soft, half-hidden breasts beneath her thin garment.