43.Master... are you still there?

Lalatina opened her eyes, gaze dreamy, hands gripping the bedsheet, breathing ragged. She looked at the solemn face of the man before her. That noble gaze, treating all beings equally, of one who once stood above all… Truly admirable.

Being cared for, guided by him like this, it feels like holding the whole world in my hands.

How foolish I was before. How could someone like him use vile actions to violate me?

"Manor Lord, I've felt that sensation."

Noah looked at her flushed face, strikingly beautiful like a flower blooming radiantly in warm spring. A smile brimming with happiness, yet a tear rolled from her eye.

"Why are you crying… No need to be so emotional."

Lalatina, with a jade-like hand, brushed away the tear, shook her head, saying.

"No, it's just this junior's overwhelming happiness. Manor Lord, you were right, I didn't control my emotions well, making you laugh at me."

Seeing that beautiful, charming face, so captivating and obedient. A thought flashed. This is a once-in-a-millennium chance, miss it and regret forever…

"Alright, you don't need to suppress your emotions. Just now was focusing the mind. Next, I'll help you… focus your body… Do you agree?"

Lalatina, hearing this, answered without hesitation.

"All follows your guidance."

Noah took a deep breath. She chose this, can't blame me, only blame her for being too beautiful. Don't worry, I won't mistreat her…

"First, you need to… remove your outer robe, and… loosen the inner garments… Your body must be relaxed for blood to flow easily. I'll turn away first, let me know when you're ready."

Lalatina hesitated briefly, then decisively removed her outer robe, then loosened her inner garments. Done, she called out shyly.

"Manor Lord, is this alright?"

She now wore only a thin, pink-white flared dress, skin faintly visible. Expression shy, embarrassed. Noah swallowed hard, but outwardly maintained the noble, all-equal gaze crafted by the system.

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

On the bed where I slept, Lalatina now lay in only a thin outer dress, undergarments loosened. Her chest, no longer bound, twin peach blossoms quivered happily in their freedom. They swayed joyfully with her every move. Smooth, rosy skin, her body exuded a fragrance, the scent of an eighteen-year-old maiden. Arms, legs, perfectly proportioned, and the curves, far clearer through that thin cloth… Mother, is your future daughter-in-law beautiful? Don't worry, I'll treat her well. Your grandchild will be beautiful too. Oh, what should we name the child… Wait, too soon… Stay calm…

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Lalatina lay on the bed, eyes closed, feeling the warmth from the bedding. She suddenly realized she was lying on the Manor Lord's bed, in this state… Shameful… Seeing the Manor Lord silent, her face red to her ears, voice urging.

"Manor Lord… Are you still there?"

Oh, stay calm, need to stay calm, still too early… Noah took a deep breath, catching her scent, a fragrance never tiresome, slightly intoxicating.

"I was a bit distracted, let's start now. Your body's so warm, ears red too, thinking nonsense again?"

She… shook her head…

Noah tried to shake his head to calm down, but it didn't help much. He desperately wanted to touch that skin, explore it again.

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

Lalatina murmured softly.

"I don't feel anything…"

Noah slowly moved his fingers down her shoulder, past her collarbone, to her chest. At this moment, he asked.

"Lalatina, do you feel anything?"

Her eyes tightly shut, cheeks flushed, soft lips parted, shyly.

"Yes, I feel your hands."

"Good, use your body to feel my movements."

Saying this, his hand slowly moved toward those peach blossoms.