Major General, Please Be Gentle

17. In the hall

Leng Feng stopped in his tracks. There were two bowls of steaming sugar water with a yellowish colour in front of him. In addition to the snow pear, there were white tremella in it, and they looked very good.

"Have you finished your work? I learned how to stew pear with rock sugar from the chef in the mansion." Qiao Han carried the tray around Leng Feng, walked into the hall, and put the sugar water on the coffee table.

"You can just ask someone to do it later." Leng Feng sat next to her on the European-style sofa, "You just learned it today?"

"Yeah, I just learned it after lunch. Would you like to try it? "

Qiao Han put the porcelain ladle into one of the bowls of sugar water and pushed it in front of Leng Feng.

In fact, she specially made this stewed pear with rock sugar for Leng Feng. When the finished product came out, she had wanted to bring it to him in a hurry, and brought it directly from the kitchen.

She saw that Leng Feng has been busy with official affairs in the study, so she wanted to cook something for him in the afternoon, but she was too embarrassed to say it.

It turned out that she had disappeared all afternoon to boil sugar water.

Leng Feng took a scoop of the sugar water and took a sip, nodded, "Not bad. The fragrance of the pear has blended into the sugar water."

"Really?" Qiao Han was overjoyed, and tried it herself. The taste was really strong. It was not in vain that she simmered it over a low fire for an hour.

Now she didn't have to help with her family's silk business and has nothing to do in the mansion all day, so she can learn more about other snack recipes in the future.

Mom said that if she wants Leng Feng to think more about home, she can start by sustaining his stomach.

Leng Feng drank the sugar water almost to the bottom, leaving only a few long chunks of pear flesh at the bottom of the bowl. Then he hugged Qiao Han and let her sit on his lap.

It was a leisurely afternoon and having drank the sweet sugar water cooked by his little wife, but doing nothing was a waste of such a good atmosphere.

Without waiting for Qiao Han to speak, the fiery lips with the sweetness of sugar water captured Qiao Han's equally sweet lips, and the tongue pushed into her small mouth to sucked more sweet fluid.

Qiao Han was overwhelmed by the sudden kiss, and could only respond to his kiss jerkily. Their saliva mixed between the two closely connected lips.

Soon, the opening of her cheongsam was untied by the man. With a pull from his big palm, the small milk balls and soft smooth shoulders covered by the silk dù dōu were immediately exposed. [肚兜: dù dōu- undergarment covering the chest and abdomen]

Leng Feng stroked the two upright little breasts through the silk undergarment, and then pushed her down on the sofa.

"Don't do here, we will be seen!" Qiao Han pushed him with shame and impatience. Her little hand were pressed on his firm chest and it scratched him. This was more like teasing him!

"No one will come if there's no phone call." Leng Feng said in a deep voice. He pulled off her thin garment and threw it aside. Her tender breasts, which had just been caressed and the stiffed upright nipples, were exposed in the air.

His mouth held her delicate breast and sucked hard, causing the girl to let out a sensitive cry.

Qiao Han saw that her resistance was invalid and could only let him do whatever he wanted.

The big palm poked in from the side of the cheongsam and pulled down her underwear. She had to step off her heeled shoes in cooperation. He then pulled off her panty and raised her legs, exposing the entire flower cave.

The flower hole that was showered with so much love last night has returned to its original state, and even secreted love fluid because of the little foreplay.

PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!

Leng Feng picked up a piece of stewed pear that was left in his bowl and pressed it against the small hole.

The warm sugar water dripped from the sensitive hole.

Realizing what he was going to do, Qiao Han grabbed his wrist and said shyly, "This is for eating..."

"Yes, the small mouth on the top is finished, and the lower mouth on the bottom should also be treated equally." He then pushed the still warm pear piece halfway, and the man pinched the other end, pumping it back and forth in her tight hole.

"Hmm...it's so hot..." The lower mouth was much more delicate than the upper one, and it was also much more sensitive to temperature. When encountering the warm pear, even the small flower lips outside the hole shrunk and held the invading pear tightly.