"Hey, you little lady knows what a fart!" Yang Qianhu scolded casually, then turned over and lay flat on the grass, staring at the clouds in the sky with his hands behind his head, and muttered: "Little lady, let me ask you." If my lord marries your princess, can we still leave here?"

Hannah was stopped by Yang Qianhu, she had never thought about this question yet. It stands to reason that when the princess gets married, she should leave with her husband, but the situation of the Marquess of Liverpool is somewhat special. His homeland was thousands of miles away, and the King of England had already given him the port of Liverpool, which meant that His Majesty did not want him to leave England.

She didn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time, so she moved her body to Yang Qianhu's side, rested her elbows on his chest to support her chin, and said to him faintly: "Big man, I don't know~ Do you think we will leave England?"

Yang Qianhu turned his head to look at Hannah, sighed and said, "If you want to leave, where can you go?" The emperor's errand has not been completed, and Da Ming will not be able to go back. ”

Hannah couldn't figure out why he couldn't say he couldn't go back to Mingguo, but it was better for her to stay in her hometown than to go away.

"Big man, if you can't go back, just stay here~ I think the princess will be very happy. ”

"Actually, it's not bad to stay, but ...... Alas~ I'm very much of you, a little lady, what are you doing!" Yang Qianhu said what he thought in his heart, and he immediately reacted, and hurriedly swallowed the second half of the sentence back.

"Hmph! nasty!" Hannah's interest was aroused and he died in an instant. She grabbed a straw angrily and poked Yang Qianhu's ear for a while, "You are so annoying, are the men of the Ming Kingdom talking in a slurping manner?"

Yang Qianhu slapped away her annoying hand and said angrily: "You know a fart! Some things are not what we should say as subordinates!"

Hannah reached back the hand that had just been slapped away, and continued to poke him unrelentingly, "Cut! I see~ You're not a man enough!"

"Hey, you little lady, am I a man and you still want to tell me?"

"You're not, you're not! If you don't say it, you're not a man!" Hannah saw that he was not falling, and pressed his chest in a puff.

Yang Qianhu was annoyed, pushed her away, turned over and pressed up, "Hey, you~ If you say it again, I'm really going to be polite!"

Hannah twisted her head to the side and said disdainfully, "You're welcome, I'd like to see what you can do!"

Drifting on the sea all year round, Yang Qianhu can't remember how long he hasn't touched a woman. Looking at the bumpy body under him, he was stimulated a few more words, his mind was hot, and he fell straight down.

Hannah didn't expect Yang Qianhu to suddenly make a move on herself, symbolically resisted, and then let him mess around.

The sudden storm comes and goes as fast as it goes. Yang Qianhu lay flat on the thatched pile, enjoying the tranquility after the rainstorm. Hannah was lying on his chest, smiling at the corners of her mouth, not knowing what she was thinking.

Compared with the aristocratic lords who are noble and elegant on the surface, but their bellies are full of male thieves and prostitutes, on the contrary, characters like Yang Qianhu and Hannah seem more real.

This kind of person may have such and such dross, but they rarely deliberately hide their emotions, maybe this emotion is not very noble, but it is absolutely pure.

There is nothing to be ashamed of in the most primitive instincts of human beings, and it is shameful to deliberately hide it. More often than not, those who are clothed are far more shameless than those who are naked.

The two of them rested for a moment, quickly tidied up their clothes, and then checked each other, and found that there was nothing wrong, and then they turned down the thatch and walked to their master.

At this time, Liu Chengying and Margaret have returned to normal, chatting casually about the trivial matters around them, and the only thing that remains unchanged is that their hands are still tightly held together.

Margaret saw Hannah and them coming this way from a distance, and she understood that it was time to go back to the palace, so she said to Liu Chengying: "Liu, it's not too early, we should go back." ”

When Liu Chengying heard her say that she was going back, he suddenly felt a little reluctant, but he quickly suppressed this feeling and said to her calmly: "Mary, I'll send you back to the palace." ”

"Good. Margaret nodded, and reached out her other hand to Liu Chengying.

This time, Liu Chengying understood it and knew that she was going to help her up. Then he got up first, and immediately bent down slightly, took her two hands, and pulled her up.

But at the moment when Margaret stood up, because she had been sitting in one position for too long, her legs went weak and she threw herself into Liu Chengying's arms.

Liu Chengying reflexively, wrapped her hands around Margaret's willow waist and hugged her tightly.

Yang Qianhu saw from a distance that Margaret suddenly threw herself into her arms, and couldn't help grinning and saying, "Hahaha! Little lady, your princess is really enthusiastic!"

Hannah was shocked by the scene in the distance, and in her impression, Her Royal Highness had never had such intimate contact with any man.

She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and said to Yang Qianhu in a trembling tone: "This, this is not true, true, I, I must be dazzled." ”

"Hey, it's not wrong, you see he's still holding it, hahaha!"

Hannah swallowed her saliva, looked over quickly, and sure enough, she saw Her Royal Highness the princess lying on top of the marquis, tilting her head sideways, and pressing her face against his chest......

"Liu, have you hugged enough~"

Liu Chengying, whose brain was blank, was called back to her soul by Margaret, and she just wanted to let go of her hand, but after thinking about it, she let go so rashly, and if she didn't make it, she would lose her balance and fall to the ground. In desperation, I had to continue to hold her.

Margaret didn't know what he was thinking, and thought he wanted to take advantage of himself, so she hurriedly said to him angrily, "Why don't you let go of me?"

Liu Chengying sighed secretly, and slowly moved her hands up from her waist to her shoulders. When she moved her hands, she inevitably touched her body, and with every inch of movement, Margaret's delicate body would unconsciously tremble slightly.

Because the two of them were too tightly attached, Liu Chengying could clearly feel that her body temperature began to rise, and the body fragrance on her body became more and more obvious.

Finally moved his hands to Xiang's shoulders to push her away from him, but he saw Margaret's rippling eyes. Liu Chengying hurriedly looked away, trying to avoid her eyes, but unexpectedly saw her delicate red lips again.

Margaret was blown on her face by the hot breath he exhaled, and inevitably smelled the unique breath of the man, and her body became hotter and hotter, as if there was a fire burning in her body. Confused, she involuntarily put her lips up.

Liu Chengying gritted her teeth secretly, resisted the urge to kiss down, and mobilized her soul and body to fight fiercely. Unexpectedly, at the moment when she was about to overcome her desires, Margaret suddenly said:

"Kiss me~"