Chapter 543: Laughter and Embarrassment - Flower Stealing Master

“Well, obviously! Our leader’s strength is unparalleled—he could go all night without breaking a sweat.” Luo Li successfully piqued everyone’s curiosity. The group huddled in the corner, listening to the sounds inside while engaging in their mischievous banter.

“I’m not so sure. Although our leader’s martial arts are unmatched, his physique seems a bit too slender. I doubt he’s invincible in bed.”

“Come on! Not everyone has to be like you, all brawn and no skill. Our leader’s slender appearance is because he’s too handsome, which makes people mistakenly think he’s weak. You haven’t seen his solid chest—when he takes off his clothes, it’s all muscle.”

“Ew, you’ve seen him without clothes?”

“Of course! Remember the time our leader fought in the rain? His whole body was drenched, and he was covered in the enemy’s blood. I brought him fresh clothes afterward and caught a glimpse. Our leader is truly a man among men.”

“Hehe, looks like tonight that Miss Zeng is in for some trouble.”

The group exchanged knowing glances, their laughter full of lewd humor. Recently, Song Qingshu had integrated well with them, often engaging in such jokes, so they weren’t worried about offending him.

Suddenly, a high-pitched cry came from the room.

Luo Li raised his brows and winked at the others excitedly, “It’s started, it’s started!”

“Lao Luo, seriously? We’re all bachelors, so eavesdropping is understandable. But you have a beautiful wife at home. Instead of cuddling with her, you’re out here in the cold? Don’t tell me you’re not up to it.”

Luo Li’s face flushed as his comrades teased him. “Nonsense! I’m known for my stamina.”

“Yeah, right!” The group erupted into laughter, clearly not buying it. “Your wife looks so delicate—if you really had that much stamina, she wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

“Lao Luo, leaving your wife alone in bed like that—aren’t you afraid she might seek comfort elsewhere?” The teasing continued, but since they were close friends, the jokes didn’t cross the line.

Luo Li’s face turned red. “Nonsense! My wife, Wan’er, is gentle on the outside but tough on the inside. With her high status, no one in the Golden Serpent Camp could catch her eye.”

“Maybe not before, but now that our leader has arrived, charming and powerful, he’s surely caught your wife’s attention.”

Luo Li laughed it off, “Our leader might catch Wan’er’s eye, but that doesn’t mean she’d catch his.”

The others nodded in agreement. “True. Although Sister-in-law is renowned as a beauty in the Golden Serpent Camp, she can’t quite compare to Princess Changping or the head of Emei.”

Another person slapped Luo Li on the back. “If our leader does take a liking to your wife, you should count yourself lucky! Becoming brothers-in-arms with him is a blessing in disguise. He’d definitely help you rise through the ranks.”

“Hah! You’re just jealous because your wife isn’t as beautiful. Even if you offered her to me, I wouldn’t take her!”

Despite the teasing about his wife, Luo Li wasn’t offended. Instead, he felt proud. After all, Wan’er was a famous beauty, and being the subject of envy was something he could live with.

As the group continued to joke, their voices gradually softened as they focused on the sounds from the room. All of them, filled with youthful energy, soon found themselves blushing as the w0man’s delicate cries continued.

“Who would’ve thought that Miss Zeng, who seems so gentle, could sound so seductive,” one person remarked, swallowing hard, his eyes glowing with desire.

“This sound… it’s amazing! If the girls at the br0thels in town could cry like that, I’d pay double.”

Luo Li, feeling the rising heat in his own blood, suddenly shouted, “Go for it, leader! We’re all listening!”

The moment his words left his mouth, the sounds inside abruptly stopped. The group immediately grumbled at him. “Lao Luo, why did you have to shout? Now we can’t hear anything!”

“Exactly! Miss Zeng is so shy; there’s no way she’ll make another sound now.”

Luo Li regretted it too, but being scolded by his friends left him feeling awkward. He tried to save face by retorting, “Our leader is a man among men. At this point, it’s not up to Miss Zeng whether she stays quiet or not. Just wait—she’ll cry out again soon enough.”

As if on cue, the delicate sounds resumed, even more unrestrained than before.

“Brother Luo, since you’ve said so much, I’ll stop being polite.” Song Qingshu’s slightly tipsy voice drifted out from the room.

Hearing that Song Qingshu wasn’t angry, Luo Li’s heart soared with joy. He repeatedly nodded, “No need to hold back, leader! Enjoy yourself!” Yet, he couldn’t help but wonder, ‘Why would our leader need to be polite about being with his own woman?[

As Luo Li spoke, the w0man’s m0ans faltered again, but this time, they quickly resumed.

The men outside, already on edge, felt as though their hearts were being clawed at.

“I can’t take it anymore! I need to find a w0man,” one man said with a strange look on his face. Unable to endure any longer, he left hurriedly.

“Our leader truly is a man among men. I’m off too,” another said, walking away in admiration, hunched over as he clutched his tr0users.

One by one, the group gradually dispersed, until only Luo Li remained. He stayed until everything finally quieted down. Unable to hold back any longer, he rushed home, thinking that Wan’er must be asleep by now.

But at this point, he didn’t care…

Inside the bridal chamber, Jiao Wan’er looked at the man beside her with a complicated expression. If that night she had been f0rced, then tonight, she had half-heartedly gone along with it.

The unprecedented pleasure made her b0dy and soul tremble uncontrollably. She felt a deep guilt toward her husband—a moral burden that weighed heavily on her.

But when she remembered Luo Li’s shouting outside, her anger surged. He had no idea how embarrassing it was for her to hear his voice during such an intimate moment, and yet he kept cheering on Song Qingshu!

Tears welled up in Jiao Wan’er’s eyes as she glanced at the sleeping Song Qingshu. After hesitating for a moment, she pulled Zeng Rou, who was lying beside her, into his arms.

“I hope he thinks it was Zeng Rou,” Jiao Wan’er blushed as she muttered to herself, unable to stop her hand from brushing her face. If Song Qingshu remembered how eagerly she had responded, she would have no face left to show in front of others.

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