After a pause, Zhao Tianhao added, "This afternoon, I'll brew some medicine to help you recover."
"Mmm," Lin Wan'er gazed at Zhao Tianhao with deep affection, her expression suggesting she'd do whatever he asked.
Zhao Tianhao almost lost his temper, but reason prevailed, and the occasion wasn't appropriate. He gently kissed Lin Wan'er's lips and said softly, "Then I'll leave now. I'll come see you again tonight."
"Okay," Lin Wan'er nodded shyly, suddenly feeling a thrill of a secret rendezvous with her lover.
When Zhao Tianhao and Fan Ruoruo went out, they encountered Ye Ling'er, who had come to visit Lin Wan'er. Taking advantage of the absence of others, Zhao Tianhao stopped Ye Ling'er.
"You, you, you..." Ye Ling'er recognized Zhao Tianhao, surprised and speechless.
Zhao Tianhao cut her off, embracing and kissing her passionately.
After a long while, he finally released her. Ye Ling'er, who hadn't struggled during the kiss, was now blushing. "You, you lecherous scoundrel!"
"Madam, don't leave today. Your husband will come to visit you tonight."
After instructing Ye Ling'er, Zhao Tianhao smiled and left. Ye Ling'er watched Zhao Tianhao's retreating figure, then shyly stomped her foot. She ran off to find Lin Wan'er to complain.
"Wan'er, aren't you going to do anything about your Fan Xian? He's bullying me again!"
"Hehe, is that so?" Lin Wan'er didn't seem to care, instead teasing Ye Ling'er.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Unable to bear Lin Wan'er's gaze, Ye Ling'er said, somewhat embarrassed and angry. "I think you're enjoying it."
Lin Wan'er directly exposed Ye Ling'er's pretense. "Alright, you two are truly a perfect couple, both bullying me, huh? I'll tickle you, take this!"
"Ah, no, hahaha, no, ah!" The two women playfully wrestled. After returning to the Fan residence, Zhao Tianhao wrote a prescription and ordered someone to fetch medicine from the pharmacy.
This medicine was merely for show; the real treatment would require Zhao Tianhao to do something everyone enjoyed.
After dinner that evening, Zhao Tianhao fed the four women well beforehand. Seeing them resting contentedly, he dressed and headed to the Royal Villa.
Seeing Lin Wan'er's room light on and the window open, knowing she was waiting for him, Zhao Tianhao leaped inside.
On the bed, Lin Wan'er and Ye Ling'er were chatting intimately, making the wait for Zhao Tianhao less boring.
"Hey, why hasn't he come yet? Could he have been mistaken for a bandit and captured?" Ye Ling'er's voice rang out.
"Ah? I don't think so," Lin Wan'er said worriedly.
"You, Ye Ling'er, is this how you curse your husband? Come here now, let me give you a taste of my family law!"
Hearing Zhao Tianhao's voice, the two women quickly got up and pulled back the curtains. Lin Wan'er said, "You're here?"
"Yes," Zhao Tianhao nodded and continued walking towards the bedside. Ye Ling'er, hiding behind Lin Wan'er, saw this and quickly pleaded, "Wan'er, stop him! Don't let him come any closer!" Lin Wan'er pretended not to understand, looking at Ye Ling'er in confusion. "What?" Seeing that Zhao Tianhao had already reached the bedside while they were talking, she had nowhere to hide. She gave up, stopped struggling, and instead glared at Lin Wan'er, saying fiercely, "You, Wan'er, are you still my best friend? You two ganged up on me!"
"No way!" Lin Wan'er refused to admit it.
Zhao Tianhao pounced on the bed, pinning Ye Ling'er beneath him, and said, "How dare you speak ill of your husband? Do you know you were wrong?"
"I...I..." Pinned down by Zhao Tianhao, Ye Ling'er's earlier arrogance vanished, and she stammered, unable to say anything. She clearly knew she was in the wrong and had been caught red-handed.
"Stick out your tongue, be good," Zhao Tianhao said, holding Ye Ling'er's head firmly in his hands, facing her directly.
Zhao Tianhao's domineering and unquestionable words left her with no room for refusal. Her face flushed, she opened her mouth, closed her eyes, and dared not look Zhao Tianhao in the eye, slowly sticking out her tongue.
"Open your eyes, husband," Ye Ling'er had no choice but to open them again.
Under Ye Ling'er's gaze, Zhao Tianhao slowly lowered his head, captured her tongue, and brought it into his mouth, sucking it fiercely.
Then, together they reached into Ye Ling'er's mouth, scooping out her sweet juices.
After thoroughly savoring Ye Ling'er's lips, Zhao Tianhao finally let her go.
Ye Ling'er, regaining her senses, let out a soft "Ah!" and shyly rolled over, burying her head in the pillow, ignoring their teasing gazes.
Zhao Tianhao pulled Lin Wan'er close and kissed her rosy lips. Lin Wan'er responded passionately; she was eager to know what would happen tonight, and it seemed neither of them could escape.
However, she didn't feel resistance, but rather shyness and anticipation for a bright future.
She already imagined herself marrying Zhao Tianhao, and how she and her best friend Ye Ling'er would serve him well.
Hmm.
That seems even more embarrassing now.
Lin Wan'er was the kind of person who, once she set her mind on someone, would be devoted for life. So, although she knew it was inappropriate to consummate the marriage before their wedding night, she complied as long as Zhao Tianhao liked it.
She had already decided on him for life.
After releasing Lin Wan'er, Zhao Tianhao closed the window and began to undress. The two shy women on the bed became even more embarrassed by the rustling sound of him undressing.
However, neither of them interrupted, clearly acquiescing to what Zhao Tianhao was going to do that night.
Zhao Tianhao picked up Lin Wan'er and sat her on a chair in the room, placing her on his lap. His naked body, his thick, dark penis pressed against her private parts.
"Oh, I hate it! I'm so shy! Ling'er is watching!" Lin Wan'er said coquettishly in Zhao Tianhao's arms, completely unconcerned that he was holding her naked, with his hard penis pressing against her private parts.
"Call me husband, my good Wan'er. Ling'er won't run away; I'll deal with her later."
"Husband," Lin Wan'er said shyly.
Zhao Tianhao's hands slipped under Lin Wan'er's clothes, grasping her untouched breasts. His mouth licked the girl's earlobe, while his lower body teased her vulva with thrusting movements.
Lin Wan'er had never experienced such stimulation before, and she squirmed uncomfortably in Zhao Tianhao's arms.
"My dear Wan'er, I've missed you so much in just one afternoon," Zhao Tianhao said sweetly.
"I...I miss my husband too. Husband, please don't abandon me. I'll be good, or I won't be able to live."
Lin Wan'er had no reservations about giving her body to Zhao Tianhao, and even had no objection to being with her best friend Ye Ling'er. Her only worry was that Zhao Tianhao would grow tired of her and abandon her later.
"No, my dear Wan'er, your husband cherishes you too much to abandon you. Trust me, your husband will love you dearly." Looking into Zhao Tianhao's earnest eyes, Lin Wan'er naturally believed him and passionately kissed him, extending her small, fragrant tongue.
Zhao Tianhao caught it and began to suckle.
"Ugh, um, no, it tickles, husband!"
Lin Wan'er squirmed uncomfortably. Wearing only a silk panty under her skirt, Zhao Tianhao's large penis rubbed against her vulva through the panty.
Lin Wan'er grabbed Zhao Tianhao's hands, trying to stop him from continuing.
"Good Wan'er, look, your husband is hard here, it hurts so much! If it keeps hurting, I'll become impotent," Zhao Tianhao said, feigning pity.
Lin Wan'er was startled and looked completely flustered. She didn't know much about these things, so she could only ask with concern, "Ah? What should I do?"
Zhao Tianhao chuckled wickedly, taking Lin Wan'er's soft hand and guiding it to his large penis, gently covering it.
"Slowly stroke it a little, then let me insert it into your body."
"Ah? Will that make it less painful, husband?" Lin Wan'er asked, looking at Zhao Tianhao.
Ye Ling'er, lying on the bed, watched as Zhao Tianhao, this big bad wolf, gradually deceived Lin Wan'er, this little lamb, without making a sound to disturb him.
One reason was that this was part of the fun in their bedroom, and another was that she didn't dare; she was afraid of angering Zhao Tianhao, so she quietly watched his performance.
Thinking that it would be her turn soon, Ye Ling'er's face flushed again.