Ningyue didn't refuse, Ziyou's warm and soft kiss fell on her lips, gentle, but in the blink of an eye she became crazy.
There is an ambiguous smell in the air
Being able to sleep with Ning Yue and make love was something Ziyou didn't dare to think about, but at this moment, he would fall in love if he wanted to, and he wouldn't have sex if he didn't fall in love with her. This had made him habitually domineering.
This is his character
"Ningyue..." He called her name in a low voice and kissed her fiercely.
Ningyue's breathing finally had obvious ups and downs
He suddenly grabbed her waist hard and entered deeply and fiercely. Ningyue's whole body trembled. Although she had adapted to him,... her heart was still trembling.
Her body belongs to Ziyou, but her heart belongs to Chongjian
When can the mind and body be unified?
Ziyou whispered Ningyue's name in pain while moving fiercely
Ningyue moaned softly, and the unfamiliar passions pouring in from all directions made her temporarily forget the pain and sink into the endless sea...
That night, Ziyou didn't know how long he had tormented her. She only remembered that Ziyou looked fierce and painful, with a hoarse voice and excessive demands. Ningyue felt that she almost lost consciousness due to his torment.
The next day, she really couldn't get out of bed
Shui Jingxue came to see her, Ningyue blushed and Ziyou lowered her head aside. Although the palace had been cleaned up, Ziyou was still blushing with embarrassment.
Shui Jingxue chuckled a few times and explained some things about the wedding. The eunuch wrote down the general etiquette and showed it to Ning Yue.
Then he gave Ziyou an ambiguous look and left.
Ning Yue opened it and looked at it carefully. The etiquette here was not too much and it was acceptable.
Ziyou blushed, glanced at Ning Yue, and saw that her neck was covered with red kiss marks from him last night, and her heart moved.
"Princess...I..."
Ningyue closed the book quietly and raised her eyes to look at him
Ziyou's face turned redder, "Ziyou... lost her temper last night. Is the princess okay now?"
Ning Yue raised her eyebrows, half-smiling but not smiling, "How can it be okay? My whole body is sore."
Ziyou was shocked, "Then...then I'll have someone make some blood-replenishing soup."
"No need, it will be fine in a few days, but...don't go too far these few nights, otherwise you won't even be able to get married." Ning Yue Feng said lightly.
Ziyou agreed and stood aside, but Ningyue felt empty in her heart and silently stretched out her hand to catch him.