After Jiao Didi escaped from the outer room, the prince went crazy

It was unbelievable that the Crown Prince wanted to serve Li Miaoyi tea and water.

But Meng Chun, who was by Li Miaoyi's side, had long known how kind the Crown Prince was to her. He had gotten used to it after seeing him often, and he didn't feel anything was wrong at all at this time.

So Meng Chun handed the lacquer plate to Song Yanxing, and then stepped back, but he didn't go far and stood guard at the entrance of the courtyard.

When he thought that he was about to see his sweetheart, Song Yanxing couldn't help but slow down, opened the door and walked in.

Li Miaoyi lay on her side on the soft couch, holding a book in her hand, with her back to Song Yanxing. She was wearing a tea-white cigarette sweater, a long skirt with aqua green cloud brocade embroidered with lotus patterns, and a tea-white thin smoke gauze, revealing her snow-white slender body. neck, waist.

A piece of silk cloud scatters on the ground, and the jade hairpin falls silently.

Song Yanxing couldn't help but feel a move in his heart, and his mouth felt dry for a moment.

Li Miaoyi's gentle voice came, "Meng Chun, come here and rub my back."

After saying that, she turned around and lay down on the soft bed. The scroll seemed to be very beautiful. Her attention was all on the scroll and she did not give Song Yanxing a look.

Song Yanxing was stunned.

"Come on, why are you dazed?"

Song Yanxing subconsciously put the lacquer plate in his hand on the table. When he reacted, his hand was already on Li Miaoyi's back.

The faint fragrance came from the girl's body, making Song Yanxing intoxicated and happy.

Song Yanxing's slender hands swam soothingly like small fishes. As the warm hands gently pressed on her back, Li Miaoyi closed her eyes comfortably and said in a lazy voice, "Meng Chun, where did you learn this? method."

"Are you comfortable?" The man said in a low, magnetic voice with a bit of hoarseness.

Li Miaoyi was stunned, put down the book in her hand, turned around, raised her eyebrows, smiled beautifully, and looked forward to her beautiful eyes.

The corners of her lips curled up, and her voice sounded like honey as she spoke, "Rokuro."

This time Song Yanxing was stunned. In Dongling, only a woman would call her husband when she called her sweetheart. This was the first time Li Miaoyi called him this way.

Song Yanxing couldn't help but feel something in his heart. He leaned forward and placed his arms on both sides of Li Miaoyi's body.

Li Miaoyi stretched out her hand, hooked his neck, and smiled slightly, with a different kind of charm.

Song Yanxing seemed to be bewitched, and lowered his head. His eyes suddenly became dark, and a lingering kiss fell on his thin lips. He moved his lips and teeth to his ear, biting it gently.

Their clothes were intertwined and overlapped.

His fingertips gently touched her skin, which was as soft as silk. Song Yanxing kissed her red lips. Li Miaoyi responded shyly, and the temperature between the two gradually increased.

The two people's breaths were intertwined. Li Miaoyi's hair on the temples was half wet, her cheeks had a faint blush, and her eyes were filled with autumn water. She was very charming, and Song Yanxing was fascinated by it.

Their clothes were scattered all over the floor.

...A few drops of water fell wetly.

"Wanwan, I love you." Song Yanxing's hoarse voice sounded in Li Miaoyi's ears.

Li Miaoyi felt her heart heat up, but she didn't say anything and blocked Song Yanxing's lips tightly.

Li Miaoyi's thin voice sounded.

Song Yanxing's breath gradually became rapid, burning in a raging fire.

The lips were entangled together and gradually became moist. He was addicted to swallowing the fluid that belonged to Li Miaoyi, fighting against the entanglement.

The corners of Song Yanxing's eyes were slightly red, which was very confusing.

a long time.

He panted heavily and lay on Li Miaoyi's body, hugging her tightly.

Song Yanxing buried himself deeply in Li Miaoyi's neck. Every time he and Li Miaoyi kissed, he was very devoted. He was addicted to her kisses and everything about her.

As a prince, he shouldn't have any weaknesses, but he watched himself sink soberly. Li Miaoyi blushed and said with affectionate eyes, "Why don't you come out?"

"It likes you." Song Yanxing's low and hoarse voice sounded.

Li Miaoyi snorted lightly.

Song Yanxing's breathing stagnated slightly, a wave of heat rose from his lower abdomen, and his eyes gradually became fiery.

He stroked Li Miaoyi's blushing face with his fingertips, then leaned over and kissed her cheek.

"what are you doing?"

"Would you like to do it again, Wanwan?" Song Yanxing's voice was low, but with a bewitching tone.

"Well -" Li Miaoyi fell silent for a moment and her tone was tactful.

……

Song Yanxing held Li Miaoyi tightly in her arms, and she put her ear against his chest, listening to his sonorous and powerful heartbeat.

Song Yanxing gently touched her black hair.

"Why did you leave the palace?" Li Miaoyi asked curiously.

The aunt chuckled inwardly and said dotingly, "Of course it's detoxified."

Li Miaoyi responded softly, and both of them knew clearly that he was poisoned, and he was just acting from the beginning to the end.

Song Yanxing rubbed Li Miaoyi's hair with the tip of his nose, and said in a dull voice, "What kind of fragrance does Wanwan use? Why does it smell so good?"

Li Miaoyi chuckled lightly and said, "I picked it myself. If you like it, I'll ask Meng Chun to prepare one for you when you leave."

"Thank you Wanwan." As the prince of Dongling, Song Yanxing had never received any gold or silver. At this time, just a piece of incense made him as happy as a child.

Li Miaoyi felt happy when she heard that. She hugged Song Yanxing's lean waist tightly and said in a somewhat unhappy voice, "You have lost weight."

Song Yanxing smiled helplessly and said, "How can you not lose weight since you are seriously ill?"

"Humph."

Song Yanxing's eyes were as tender as water, the corners of his mouth raised, and he said quickly, "Wanwan, don't worry, I'll eat more in the past few days and eat all the meat back, okay?"

"That's pretty much it."

He turned his eyes and saw the book that Li Miaoyi had been reading in rapt attention just now. Those big words shocked Song Yanxing's eyes. For a moment, his tone was a little strange, "Will you marry the Qing Leng Regent if you have to marry me?"

A faint blush appeared on Li Miaoyi's fair face, like the peach blossoms in the spring. She stretched out her hand and tightly covered Song Yanxing's eyes, and said softly, "How can you look around."

Song Yanxing's laughter was muffled and he said, "I didn't know Wanwan actually liked reading story books."

After finishing speaking, Li Miaoyi was not convinced and retorted, "Look at which noble lady in the capital doesn't read the script."

"Don't look at others, just look at Wanwan."

Li Miaoyi was a little annoyed and said, "Why are you so naughty now?"

"Maybe I'm like this." After saying this, Song Yanxing suppressed a smile, "Now the cold prince will not marry Wanwan."

Li Miaoyi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and she bit her lip, but she didn't know whether the blush on her face was from anger or embarrassment.

He smiled softly, stretched out his hand, with focused eyes, and gently tucked Li Miaoyi's messy hair behind her ears.

"Since I am willing to show preference to one person, I am willing to spend the rest of my life being generous."

Li Miaoyi was stunned for a moment and buried her head tighter, leaving only her crimson ears exposed.

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