The Prime Minister Seduced Me to have Babies!

Chapter 954: Masochism

The little Bowl in the room instantly became flustered. "He’s here."She hurriedly took a quick look in the bronze mirror on the table, didn’t really see clearly, and rushed to open the door.

The moment the door opened, Liu Lang strode in.

Little Bowl’s heart was pounding. She bolted the door, then clutched the sash of her clothes and stood by the door without moving.

Liu Lang turned his head and saw Little Bowl under the candlelight, head half lowered. She lifted her eyes ever so slightly; her long lashes cast a shadow over her cheeks.

The shy look of the young girl struck Liu Lang straight to the heart.

He was at the age when his blood ran hot, and he’d been cooped up in the barracks for almost a month. At this moment he couldn’t hold back anymore; he strode over, grabbed Little Bowl, and laid her down on the bed.

Little Bowl gave a soft cry and squeezed her eyes shut. Then she only felt a coolness across her chest, and a burning-hot body pressed down over her.

Hui Niang and Mrs. Chen were sitting idly in the main room.

The light was poor at night and not suitable for needlework, so the two of them chatted fitfully about this and that.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law spent every day together; they had long since run out of gossip.

Hui Niang was obviously absentminded, constantly turning her head to look toward the east wing.

Mrs. Chen knew her daughter-in-law was having trouble getting over it, but she was also afraid she would disturb Liu Lang’s good time, so she racked her brains for small talk, trying to distract Hui Niang.

When it was completely dark, Mrs. Chen herself started yawning. Only then did she say, "You should go rest too."

Hui Niang rose and walked toward the east wing.

There were three rooms in the east wing.

The south-side room was now where Little Bowl lived, the middle room served as Liu Lang’s study and sometimes doubled as a main room, and the north-side room was the bedroom shared by Hui Niang and Liu Lang.

All three rooms had doors opening to the outside, and the middle room had doors leading to the rooms on both sides.

Hui Niang returned to her own room and stood there for a while, then silently slipped through that door into the middle room.

She tiptoed to Little Bowl’s door and pressed her ear against it.

She heard a man’s labored breathing, and a woman’s thin, catlike moans.

Hui Niang instantly clutched at her chest as tears welled up.

She clearly knew she shouldn’t be standing there, yet it was as if she were torturing herself on purpose, listening to the sounds inside and letting her heart shatter piece by piece.

She recalled how every time Liu Lang was with her, he always finished in a rush.

And how long had they been at it now?

More than an hour, probably?

How many times was this?

Hui Niang’s mind was filled with these questions.

She didn’t know how much time had passed when the room finally quieted down.

Then came Liu Lang’s voice. "It’s late. Go to sleep."

Hui Niang slipped back to her room without a sound, lay down on the bed, and stared up at the canopy, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Liu Lang’s furlough this time was for two days.

For two nights in a row, Liu Lang stayed in Little Bowl’s room.

Compared to Hui Niang, Little Bowl’s figure was more slender and shapely, her skin smoother. Naturally, Liu Lang favored her.

On the third day, according to his usual habit, Liu Lang would head back to the barracks early in the afternoon.

But that day Liu Lang didn’t leave. It looked as if he meant to spend one more night at home and go to the barracks the following morning.

After dinner, Liu Lang was about to get up when Mrs. Chen gave a little cough. Liu Lang stopped and turned to look at his mother.

Mrs. Chen was desperately winking at him, but Liu Lang was completely confused.

Seeing this blockhead of a son, Mrs. Chen simply stood up. "Liu Lang, come here. Your mother has a few words to say to you."

Liu Lang followed Mrs. Chen into the room. Mrs. Chen shut the door and lowered her voice. "Are you planning to go to Little Bowl’s room again?"

Liu Lang felt a bit embarrassed. "Well, I just want Little Bowl to get pregnant quickly."