The two have been entangled for a long time, and neither of them is reluctant to part with the other.

Xiang Jinnong slid between the entwined tongues, and Wanqing's mind was blank.

She just closed her eyes obediently, as if everything was taken for granted. She forgot to think, and she didn't want to think anymore, but instinctively wanted to hug him, tighter, tighter.

After a lot, Wanqing pushed Feng Mochen away with a flushed face, and kept breathing in the air in her mouth.

When Feng Mochen saw Wanqing like this, the smile on his face became even stronger.

Wanqing's sudden kiss was like a reassuring pill, making his restless heart become calm and calm.

"You... You're good to go! ”

Wanqing lowered her head, put her hands on Feng Mochen's body, and pushed him out hard.

"Madam, do you refuse to admit it after eating and wiping it clean?"

Feng Mochen smiled evilly and stood motionless, a pair of good-looking peach blossom eyes bent up, looking at the woman in front of him.

"You're going to leave on your own!"

Wanqing withdrew her hands in embarrassment and turned around, not letting Feng Mochen see her emotions.

"I don't want to leave now, so why don't I go to bed tonight."

Feng Mochen walked towards the bed in the back room and sat down.

He leaned back, supported his arms on the bed, raised a hand and patted the side, motioning for Wanqing to sit down.

Wanqing glanced at him and ignored him.

"Madame didn't speak, but she agreed by default! Then the husband won't leave! ”

Feng Mochen lay on his side on the bed, one arm propped up on the bed to support his head.

Wanqing really has no way to deal with this man who is not bad with a scoundrel.

In this way, Feng Mochen did not leave in Wanqing's room, and until nightfall, he had no intention of leaving.

"It's getting dark, isn't the prince ready to leave?"

Wanqing's patience was really polished by him, and his voice was a little impatient.

"I'm going to sleep here tonight!"

Feng Mochen exerted his spirit of being a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

Wanqing was about to have a seizure, but was interrupted by Mama Feng and Mo'er.

Mama Feng and Mo'er walked in, and the two of them had dinner in their hands.

Feng Mochen stood up with a "pout", came to the table and sat down, and waited for Mama Feng and Mo'er to set up dinner.

Looking at a table of food, but no wine.

Feng Mochen couldn't help frowning,

"Where's the wine?"

Mama Feng and Mo'er looked up at the princess, and then at the princess.

Wanqing bowed, and the two of them retreated.

Soon Mama Feng brought two jugs of wine and put them on the table.

"Come, Madame has a drink with your husband."

Feng Mochen filled two wine glasses with wine and handed one of them to Wanqing.

Wanqing came to the table, did not shirk, reached out and picked up the wine glass on the table, and raised it towards Feng Mochen.

"I respect this cup to the prince, and I hope the prince will cherish it even more in the future!"

With that, Wanqing drank all the wine in the cup, and the spicy feeling stimulated her tense nerves.

Feng Mochen saw that Wanqing had drunk all the wine in the cup, and he also drank the wine in the cup after him.

He put down the wine glass in his hand and filled the wine glass of the two of them again.

"I salute Mrs. with this cup, and I hope Mrs. is all right."

The two of them drank the two jugs of wine one after the other.

Wanqing's face was slightly drunk, she raised her hand and pointed at Feng Mochen, and her words were a little unfavorable.

"You've drunk too much, huh-"

Feng Mochen's face was also a little drunk, and he raised his hand to hold Wanqing's hand.

The two looked at each other through the flickering candlelight.

Wanqing's eyes flowed, her face flushed, and she looked particularly touching in Feng Mochen's eyes at this time, which was pitiful.

was stared at by him like this, and lowered her head shyly.

Feng Mochen stood up from the chair, and due to drunkenness, his body staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He staggered to Wanqing's side, took Wanqing's hand and motioned for Wanqing to stand up,

Wanqing turned her head away and did not stand up.

Feng Mochen let go of Wanqing's hand, and hugged her from the chair with both hands.

He hugged Wan Qing and walked to the side of the bed.

Coming to the bedside, Feng Mochen gently put Wanqing in his arms on the bed.

He stood beside the bed, the beautiful woman on the bed, and the restlessness coming from his body made his heart even more surging,

He gently peeled off his shirt, a scene he had fantasized about many times, but he didn't want to make his dream come true now, and the smile on his face was even happier when he thought of it. Just love

He climbed onto the bed and took the woman in his arms.

His breathing became rougher and rougher, feeling the weak and boneless woman in his arms, and he now had an urge to eat her immediately!

Feng Mochen suppressed the heat in his heart as much as possible, and he kissed her very lightly.

Feng Mochen could feel the body of the person in his arms tremble, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his kiss fell like raindrops on every skin of the woman in his arms.

"Madam, you are so pretty!"

Feng Mochen's words made the person in her arms even more shy, and her skin turned slightly red.

"Indecent!"

Wan Qing snorted, then tilted her head to the side and stopped looking at Feng Mochen's face.

The room was filled with the fragrance and sweat of the two, and the wind and snow night.

Without too much sweet talk, everything happened naturally.

In the courtyard, the three of them were not sleepy, and sat around the stone table in the courtyard.

Mo'er glanced back at the door and didn't open it, could it be that the prince really didn't leave tonight?

Seeing Mo'er's thoughts, Mama Feng is a person who has come over, so she naturally knows what is happening in the room.

"After tonight, I'm afraid the relationship between the princess and the prince will be even closer."

"Will it?"

Looking at Mo'er's puzzled eyes, Mama Feng smiled and nodded.

"Don't worry about it! Can the prince still eat the princess? Which time was it not the prince who went to be bullied! ”

Wang Yuan next to him thought about the embarrassed appearance of the prince every time he came out of the princess's room in the past, and he really didn't know what Mo'er was worried about.

"Not really! The princess didn't bully the prince! ”

Mo'er was dissatisfied, and a pink fist hung on Wang Yuan's back.

"Ouch-"

Wang Yuan pretended to cry out in pain, and the expression on his face became distorted because of the 'pain'.

"What's wrong with you!?"

Mo'er didn't want her punch to make Wang Yuan so painful, so she asked worriedly.

Mama Feng shook her head with a smile, stood up, and went back to the side room.

Mo'er checked whether Wang Yuan was injured, but unexpectedly Wang Yuan hugged her into his arms.

A flush flew up her cheeks.

The two remained in this position until dawn.

The sky was slightly bright, and there was a gentle exclamation in the room,

Wanqing rubbed her forehead with her hand, what happened last night? Why is he in his bed?

She tried to remember as much as she could about the events of the previous night, but she couldn't remember anything.

looked coldly at Feng Mochen, who was sleeping next to him with his shirtless body, and put a foot on his face,

Feng Mochen slept soundly, but unexpectedly he was kicked head-on, sat up from the bed suddenly, and the quilt on his body slipped down.

An Xiao

"Ahh

Wanqing looked at Feng Mochen, who was naked, shouted, and covered her eyes with both hands.

"I've seen everything that should be seen, and I've seen everything I shouldn't have seen, what are you still shy about, madam?"

Feng Mochen didn't mean to cover his body.

"Get dressed!"

Wanqing didn't dare to take her hand away from her eyes, for fear of seeing Feng Mochen's body again.

Feng Mochen lazily got off the bed, bent down and kissed Wanqing's forehead.

Wanqing was kissed by Feng Mochen like this, and the whole person shrank back quickly like lightning.

Feng Mochen smiled proudly, slowly picked up the clothes on the ground, and put them on one by one.

When he got dressed, he picked up the Wanqing clothes scattered on the ground and handed them to the bed.

"Madame, do you want to change your clothes?"

Hearing Feng Mochen say, Wanqing moved her hand away from her eyes little by little, and when she saw that Feng Mochen had already put on her clothes, she breathed a sigh of relief, picked up her clothes, and blocked her body.

"Turn around!"

Wan Qing Feng Mochen waved his hand to signal him to turn around.

"What?"

Feng Mochen pretended not to hear clearly, and moved closer to Wanqing and continued to ask,

"I say, turn around! No peeking! ”

Wanqing's voice was a little angry.

Feng Mochen turned around helplessly, thinking about Wanqing's body as soft as water last night, he couldn't help but secretly turn his head and glance at Wanqing on the bed.

"Don't look at it! Dare to look gouged out your eyes! ”

Wanqing picked up her clothes and put them on, but she still couldn't remember what happened last night in her mind?