When he spoke, his voice was hoarse: "Qing Ning, you will blame me."
"Well..." She answered him with only a low and weak moan, which tugged at his heartstrings.
Mu Zihan lowered his head, kissed her lips accurately, intertwined with her longing lips and tongue, and fell...
The moment the clothes were untied, he raised his hand and opened a barrier around it, locking all the spring light inside.
All her beauty can only be appreciated and tasted by him.
Not far away, Yun Zong's eyes flashed with flowers, and nothing could be seen.
He leaned against the branch in silence, not wanting to say a word or move, but for the first time in his life, his proud heart was defeated...
**
As the saying goes, a moment is worth a thousand pieces of gold. How long does a moment last? According to ancient measurement methods, a moment is about fifteen minutes.
Ancient people really didn't know how to enjoy it. What does fifteen minutes of sex mean? It's worth a thousand gold. I'm really ignorant.
When Wei Ning gradually regained consciousness, she narrowed her eyes slightly, hugged the man with her arms, and hummed lowly: "Uncle, are you tired?"
Mu Zihan lowered his head, kissed her lips, and smiled elegantly: "Are you tired?"
Wei Ning stared blankly for a while, how could he be so meticulous, elegant and sacred even when doing such a thing, which made her feel very guilty...
"Of course I'm not tired..." Wei Ning hummed softly. He was the one who exercised all the time anyway, "I just have a little pain in my waist..."
Because it was the same position all the time, although it was very relaxed, but...she finally understood now that such a serious person like him must have never seen an erotic picture, otherwise, why would he not know how to change positions?
matter?
Mu Zihan stopped, stared at her, and asked gently: "Then, do you want more?"
"I want..." Wei Ning whispered a word, a little shy, "But, but can you let me be on top?"
He laughed, his chest vibrated with laughter, and his body felt numb. Wei Ning narrowed her eyes and turned over in his arms. Then she finally got her wish and was extremely happy.
This kind of sense of accomplishment and satisfaction from doing attacks is something that ordinary people cannot understand.
"Qing Ning..." Mu Zihan paused and suddenly spoke.
"Um?"
"The Qinglong Kingdom no longer has a crown prince, is that right?"
"Yes." Wei Ning nodded seriously, because she no longer wanted to be the prince.
"Then who are you?"
"I'm Shen Weining." She gritted her teeth and whispered.
Mu Zihan was silent for a moment. During this period, his movements were very gentle. He always asked for it so carefully, and then gave it with the utmost gentleness, making her sink more and more.
"I don't want to be a selfish person, but this time, I want to be selfish once and let you belong to me only."
Wei Ning was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly lowered his head and bit her lip, "I haven't married the princess yet, because I only want to leave this position to my most beloved person, Qing Ning..."
Wei Ning opened her eyes, looking over his shoulders and looking at the sky above her head.
"I'm afraid I'll do something wrong."
"As long as I'm here, leave all your mistakes to me."
"Can……"
"Leave everything to me."
Wei Ning laughed softly, leaned her cheek on his shoulder, and said softly: "In this world, I think the most trustworthy person is you."
