Waiting for everyone to finish the dishes, Rong Zhao snickered and squinted at Xiao Junjue, and covered his mouth with a brocade to stop laughing.

Xiao Junjue slammed her face, she immediately suppressed her smile, and said in a strange manner: "Junjue has worked hard all day, eat more." ”

On the table, as she had ordered before, what jade bitter gourd soup, cold enoki mushroom, winter melon pork rib soup, all of them were food that vented fire.

Looking at her like she wanted to laugh and was still holding back, Xiao Junjue didn't say much, just swiped coldly on Qiushui's body, and Qiushui shivered unconsciously.

"How about dinner tonight, why don't I see that you don't eat much?" After bathing, Rong Zhao lay on the bed and teased him about the things at the dinner table.

"Are you embarrassed to say? Xiao Junjue took off her coat, got into the bed, reached out and confined her in her arms, and stretched one hand into the gap in her bedclothes, "You have to be responsible for feeding this king." ”

Pushing away the hand that was messing around in her clothes, Rong Zhao turned over, stared at him and said, "It seems that there are too few defeated dishes prepared for Jian tonight, and it still hasn't lowered your anger, and you should be allowed to eat it all at once." ”

A complaining expression appeared on Xiao Junjue's face, "You're not afraid of eating me badly." ”

Rong Zhao smiled, turned over and automatically threw himself into his arms, and stroked his face with his hand, "Don't be afraid, so that no other woman will fight with me." ”

She knew that a large part of those show girls were coming for several princes, and the first one was Xiao Junjue.

Now that Xiao Junjue has a different status, she has revealed her true face again, plus she is the only woman in the Chu Palace, how many women want to go in through the crack of the door, and it is good to be a side concubine.

Xiao Junjue lowered her head and bit her fingers, raised her eyebrows, and said, "You don't have to worry about this, no woman wants to enter the Chu Palace." Obviously, Xiao Junjue hasn't realized this problem yet, his thoughts are still stuck in the past, maybe it's as simple as men think.

"Do you think you are still the former King of Chu?" Rong Zhao reminded him, "You are now the eldest son of the Emperor, and your status is prominent, what woman doesn't want to be close to you?" besides-" Rong Zhao drew a circle on his face, "This face is so attractive to women." ”

Speaking of the eldest son, Xiao Junjue was not proud, and even felt that the identity of the emperor's eldest son seemed to be exchanged for the life of his mother.

The smile on his face gradually faded, and Rong Zhao felt as if he had said the wrong thing, so he sidestepped him and said with a smile: "This is also good." ”

Xiao Junjue knew what she was talking about, turned her eyes to look at her, and said, "This shows that when I like you, it's just because I like you, not anything else." No matter what kind of identity you are, what kind of appearance you have, the moment I like you, I always just like you as a person. ”

Xiao Junjue's eyes were burning with bright light, staring at Rong Zhao scorchingly, his palm caressed Rong Zhao's face, and the magma in his heart was surging like a wave, and in a moment, he hugged Rong Zhao and pressed her under him.

His body was hot like a flame, Rong Zhao's face was crimson with his hot eyes, and he fell lightly in his arms, his soft snort was in his ears, and Rong Zhao only felt that his body was getting softer and softer.

They looked at each other like this for a long time, as if they had lived a long life.

Finally, he spoke, "Zhaozhao." He whispered her name softly, and without saying anything, all affection was in this voice.

Rong Zhao stared at him, and the distance between them was dazzling, and her whole person was dazed.

His eyes were beautiful, clear, glowing with a charming sheen, and her shadow was reflected in the black pupils.

Rong Zhao only felt that her heart was tight, she couldn't breathe, her chest rose and fell fiercely, and her breathing became heavier and heavier.

"Junjue. Rong Zhao called him softly.

"Zhaozhao. He called her again.

"I love you. Rong Zhao stared at him affectionately, her heart beating faster and faster, "Do you love me?" In fact, she wanted to ask him a long time ago, he said to her that he liked her, but he never mentioned love.

Liking and loving are different after all.

Xiao Junjue's face had an irrepressible gel, and her lips moved, but she didn't answer.

It's not that he doesn't want to answer, it's that he is at a loss at this moment. He really likes Rong Zhao, he likes it very much, but when she asks him if he loves it, he doesn't know if that feeling of liking can be called love.

He was afraid that he had tarnished the word love, he was afraid that he didn't love her enough, he didn't want to lie to her, but maybe he was ashamed to say the word love.

Rong Zhao's expression was well controlled, as if she already knew the result, she didn't want to embarrass him, and she was still optimistic about Xiao Junjue's teeth, and said heartlessly: "Whatever, I like you anyway, I love you, I just love you, I ignore your feelings." Anyway, you are mine, no one can rob it, anyway, you can only be with me for the rest of your life, as long as I love you, it is enough. ”

After all, he is not the kind of person who is moody and invisible, Rong Zhao controlled his expression, but he couldn't control his movements, and said that he wanted to push his arm away and keep a little distance from him. Because she doesn't seem to feel good in her heart, she seems to be a little sad.

However, Xiao Junjue didn't let go of her, and stubbornly tied her body. He leaned down and rubbed his hot lips on Rong Zhao's cheeks: "Zhao Zhao, give me a little time, just a little." ”

He pressed her hard against the bed, tearing her clothes open, her white body was like white jade, and his eyes were even redder in his eyes. What sounded in my ears was not the delicate panting of the beautiful woman, but the horn of the company camp, and the war drums sounded in unison.

A burst of pain spread throughout his body, like a drowning man hugging the driftwood for survival, Rong Zhao hugged Xiao Junjue tightly, and let him rush and staze on him. Her body was crispy and numb, like a tiny flame passing by, she couldn't bear it, and whispered, Xiao Junjue kissed her lips and hooked her dexterous tongue.

Outside the window, it was raining heavily, and the air was filled with the smell of dampness and moisture, as if he was drenched. Xiao Junjue thrust her body hard, and a low roar came out of her throat. The pain was gradually replaced by pleasure, her face was flushed, her eyes were like water, and the corners of her eyes flew obliquely towards Xiao Junjue, with an indescribable charming temptation.

Xiao Junjue's eyes became even hotter, and he rubbed her into his arms: "Zhaozhao, I like you, I really like you." ”

Rong Zhao hugged his shoulder and bit down his shoulder, his teeth slamming against his strong muscles as they fluctuated.

Xiao Junjue's gaze was fixed on Rong Zhao's face, and he looked at it well, almost pouring water.

Her body is as white as jade, Xiao Junjue's eyes are full of confusion, but they are all the shadows of Rong Zhao, sometimes it is her smile, sometimes it is her coquettish and angry scolding, and sometimes it is the warmth of her sleep.

"Zhao Zhao, Zhao Zhao ......" His powerful arms strangled Rong Zhao under him, and let out a beast-like roar.

It seemed that she had been drifting in the sea all night, but Rong Zhao didn't expect that in the early morning of the second day, Xiao Junjue deceived her again.

She finally opened her eyes from under him, rolled over, and rolled into the bed, but he stuck to him again, and dense kisses followed. Rong Zhao's confused eyes said casually: "Xiao Junjue, do you have any energy?"

Xiao Junjue was in high spirits, her movements suddenly stopped, she broke her face, and her big hand reached in from the loose placket, rubbing it on the plumpest part of her body, "Do you dare to say that you are boring?"

"Oops, it hurts!" these two didn't pity them at all, Rong Zhao let out a painful sigh and opened his hand. There was a thin layer of anger on her pale face, and she sneered at Xiao Junjue, "You just don't have energy, you're bored." ”

Men are said to be boring, which greatly provokes self-esteem. Xiao Junjue dragged Rong Zhao to press down on him, and subconsciously Rong Zhao pushed him, and the hot pain made her frown deeply. Xiao Junjue grabbed her wrists with one hand and lifted them above her head, and with the other hand pulled her legs and tossed more and more fiercely.

"Do I have energy?" Xiao Junjue asked vaguely, holding her lips.

Rong Zhaoning was unyielding, "It's boring." ”

Xiao Junjue pushed her body up, left her lips, and asked again, "Are you energetic?" ”

Xiao Junjue's eyes became even hotter, picked her up from the bed, and tossed her harder, "Zhaozhao, do I have any energy?"

Rong Zhao hugged his shoulder, bearing his enthusiasm, she bit on Xiao Junjue's shoulder, and with the fluctuation, her teeth slammed into his strong muscles one by one.

"No energy is no energy. Rong Zhao was out of breath.

Xiao Junjue stopped suddenly, and Rong Zhao was stunned, "Why did you stop?"

"Didn't you say you're bored? Xiao Junjue's expression was serious, and he was quite solemn, but his hand betrayed him, and the big hand was like getting a treasure, and he didn't leave Rong Zhao's body for a moment.

Rong Zhao was enjoying it, puffing out the corners of his mouth, and sneering, "Oh, can't you have energy?" She hugged Xiao Junjue tightly, as if she was afraid that he would really let her down.

Xiao Junjue was satisfied, kissed her lips fiercely, and then hugged her and leaned back, "Then let's change positions." ”

At first, Rong Zhao was quite happy and cooperated hard, but she didn't expect Xiao Junjue to be unable to stop, tossing a few times, she was already exhausted, Xiao Junjue became more and more energetic, and in the end, she couldn't even lift her legs, and let Xiao Junjue do whatever she wanted to her.

"Xiao Junjue, you bastard. Rong Zhao still had a few tears on his face, and Xiao Junjue pushed and stuck to her, "You want to crush me?"

Xiao Junjue's breath was uneven, and her fiery breath sprayed on her face, "You seduced me." He smiled and wiped the dry tears on Rong Zhao's cheeks, and his voice was hoarse and seductive, "Zhao Zhao, you really make me happy." ”

His lips were still nostalgic for Rong Zhao's skin, as if he couldn't like it enough.