"The princess really wants me to accompany Concubine Lian?" Mu Yanqin pressed her forehead against hers, and the hot air hit her face.
Yi Tong turned her head uncomfortably: "This is the prince's private matter, I have nothing to do with it."
"Haha, You'er, you look so cute when you're jealous." Mu Yanqin laughed loudly, while Yitong buried her head deeper.
Mu Yanqin stretched out his hand to lift her chin: "The king will do what he says, so shouldn't the princess also express it?"
Yitong looked at his eager eyes and mustered up the courage to raise her head and peck him on the face.
Although Yitong has never taken the initiative to kiss a man in her two lives, Mu Yanqin is her husband after all.
A trace of heat slipped through Mu Yanqin's eyes. He did not expect that this blushing and proud woman would take the initiative to kiss him.
"Princess, do you want to deal with me with just such a light touch?" He deliberately didn't make it easy for her.
Yi Tong clearly knew what he was cheating on: "Humph, what else do you want?"
"What do you want?" Mu Yanqin seemed to be asking her, and seemed to be talking to himself.
Before Yitong could answer, he lowered his head and kissed her.
Yitong stared at the enlarged handsome face in front of him with wide eyes. He had already closed his eyes and sucked the sweetness from her mouth selflessly.
Suddenly, he reached out to cover her eyes and whispered: "Close your eyes, fool."
This is the pure first kiss of Yitong, a second-generation person!
His lips are so soft and warm, and the faint musky scent and his unique fragrance are like poppies blooming quietly in the dark night, beautiful but enchanting and addictive.
His tongue dexterously entered her mouth, stirring it back and forth, sometimes hooking her lilac tongue, sucking naughtily; sometimes sliding along her teeth one by one.
Yitong felt that the sky was spinning, the ground was shaking, and she felt dizzy.
Mu Yanqin didn't expect that this fierce, thin-looking woman could have such a sweet taste.
He seemed to be tasting a delicious dish and couldn't bear to let it go, but he couldn't bear to swallow it in one bite, so he could only taste it slowly bit by bit.
After kissing for a long time, his hand finally couldn't help but touch her chest along her wide sleeves.
Grabbing her soft body through her clothes, Yitong trembled all over, resisted instinctively, and weakly shouted: "No..."
Mu Yanqin couldn't hear it, he just played with her beauty and swallowed all her murmurs.
He lightly unbuttoned her coat, and his cold, calloused fingers touched her soft and plump body, and Yi Tong couldn't help but moan.
"You'er, You'er... you're so beautiful!" Mu Yanqin opened her coat and admired her body.
However, Yitong suddenly woke up because he called "You'er...". The princess in his eyes was still Chu You, not Yitong. Thinking of this, she felt a little sad.
Mu Yanqin saw Yitong's expression change, but he smiled softly and whispered in her ear: "If you don't like the study, let's go back to the palace."