Chapter Thirty-Seven: Throwing Yourself into Your Arms
"Little kitten, you're in your arms again, and I'm not welcome this time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" Tang Hao's breathless voice came to her ears.
"You apprentice, how dare you peek at Miss Ben taking a bath?" As he spoke, he wanted to break free from Tang Haotian's embrace, but when he thought that he was still injured, he was afraid of hurting his wounds, but Li Kexin didn't dare to take action, so he could only let him hold on.
"Kitten, do you know how hard I endured? If you don't give some reward, you should also give some interest!" How could Tang Haotian be willing to let her go like this, of course, if she can eat meat, she will never drink soup.
"Tang Haotian, you are injured now, don't do strenuous exercise, anyway, it won't be long before we get married, and then you will definitely get what you want, okay?" Although it's not that she can't accept premarital sex, she still feels weird in her heart, and she always feels that it's not time yet, and besides, he is seriously injured now, how can he ...... with herself
"Then give some interest. He pointed his finger to his face. Knowing what he meant, Li Kexin was shy, and finally stood on tiptoe, and the cherry took a small bite and gently approached Tang Haotian's cheek. Just as he was about to meet, Tang Haotian turned around, and the mouth that was originally kissing his cheek was actually sticking to his thin lips. Now Li Kexin's face turned red, this is the first time in 19 years that she has taken the initiative to kiss others.
Just a gentle kiss could not satisfy Tang Haotian, who was in full swing, he closed his eyes slightly, and his slightly cold lips kept squirming on Li Kexin's lips, sometimes biting gently, and sometimes sticking out his tongue to lick and eat on Li Kexin's lips. Then, he gently knocked Li Kexin's teeth, and her flexible tongue reached into her moist lips......
Li Kexin enjoyed this kiss as much as he did, but good things never stayed for long.
"Lord, princess, my subordinate Zhang Feng has asked for a pulse from the prince, may I ask, can my subordinates come in now?" Although the bandaging was completed last night, Zhang Feng was still not at ease and wanted to take a look again. So he hurried from outside the city early in the morning.
"Go to the backyard and get thirty lashes before you come in. Tang Haotian gasped slightly, his face flushed, and his hands clenched into fists.
"What are you talking nonsense? Doctor Zhang, come in!" In the past, Tang Haotian's words were more effective than the holy decree, but now the princess's 'Yi decree' is much more effective than the prince's 'holy decree', and he didn't pay attention to what his own prince said, and the ghost doctor Zhang Feng pushed the door in.
When he saw his own princess, he suddenly understood why the prince was angry. At this time, their own princes and princesses both had slightly swollen lips, unsteady breath, and red faces, and at first glance, their 'good things' were disturbed by themselves.
"Lord, yesterday the princess stitched up the wound for you, and her subordinates put on a unique gold sore medicine and muscle-building powder for you, I believe it will be healed in a few days, and then you don't have to scruple about what you do, but now, the princess, you have an injury, and the wound area is large, the wound is deep, these days are still suitable for rest, it is really not suitable to do some strenuous exercise......! Li Kexin couldn't hear what Zhang Feng was saying anymore, and now she just wanted to dig a hole in the ground, bury herself in it, and never see anyone again.