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Chapter 97 Touch it back

Jing Moye: "..."

He didn't want to guess at all, he just snorted softly.

Because he knew that she had never been a lamp of oil and was very capable of trouble.

Now he was in her hands, and with her temperament, she didn't know how she would torment him.

Feng Shuying moved closer to him and said, "The prince wants to take advantage of me. I think I have to take advantage of him this time."

After she finished speaking, she pulled open the shirt on his chest, ready to touch it back properly!

After unzipping his clothes, she discovered a scar on the left side of his chest.

The scar was not very big, but it was close to her heart. Years later, she could still feel the danger at that time.

She was stunned for a moment and asked him: "My lord, why do you have such a big scar on your chest?"

Jing Moye didn't want to answer her question and simply closed his eyes.

But she has never been an honest person. She put her hands on her hips and said, "Tell me, which bastard hurt you like this? I'm going to chop him up!"

Jing Moye didn't expect that she would actually care about him. As soon as he felt a little warm in his heart, he heard her say: "If you do this, it won't be perfect. It will affect the feel of the hand too much."

"I don't have scars on my body, but you have scars. I feel like I suffered a huge loss this time!"

Jing Moye: "..."

He felt that he should throw all the emotions he had just felt and feed them to the dogs.

You shouldn't have any hopes for her.

Unexpectedly, she lay on his chest again and studied it carefully: "I know there is a medicine for removing scars. I will pour some for you to use next time."

"Although there is a high probability that we will not get married and you will not be mine, I have the good quality of helping others."

"Your future wife must thank me properly."

After she finished speaking, she touched his chest twice.

Jing Moye: "..."

He felt like he was going to be pissed off by her.

But she still wanted to comment: "My lord, you look thin and sick, but you are in good health."

"Except for the scar, which is a bit distracting, everything else is perfect."

His body is indeed in excellent shape. Because he has practiced martial arts all year round, his body shape is extremely well-proportioned. Even when he is lying down like this, you can still see his strong abdominal muscles.

It feels so good to the touch.

She originally just wanted to disgust him, telling him that it was extremely unpleasant to be touched when you didn't want to.

Now that he really took off his clothes and touched him like this, she became a little addicted.

She really just wanted to touch it once, but after touching it once, she wanted to touch it a second time, and after touching it the second time, she wanted to touch it three times...

Jing Moye couldn't bear it anymore: "...You've had enough!"

Feng Shuying originally wanted to stop, but after hearing his words, she touched it twice more: "This is not enough, at least I have to touch it ten or eight times more."

Jing Moye: "..."

He had never seen a girl like her before.

He looked at her coldly. At this time, the warm yellow light half shone on her face, illuminating her pink face, peach cheeks, and picturesque almond eyes.

Half of her hair is spread on the back of her head and half on her chest. She is both delicate and beautiful, and also carries the ultimate temptation.

There was something cunning about her eyes at this moment, her hands were dishonest but her eyes were clear.

He then knew that she had no romantic thoughts about him and was just teasing her.

His mood was a little complicated.

Feng Shuying could touch him all night, but she was a measured person and knew how to stop when she felt good. When he didn't speak, she stopped touching him.

She held her chin in her hands and looked at him and said, "My lord, can you tell me how your injury came about?"

Where did his injury come from? Jing Moye didn't want to think about it because it was not a happy thing.

He didn't want to tell her at this time.

He only said: "When I can move, I will stab you in the chest like this, and you will know where this injury came from."

Feng Shuying curled her lips slightly, lowered her head and kissed both sides of his face and said, "Okay, don't be angry."

"You touched me before, but now I just touch you back."

"If you respect me in the future, I will definitely not tease you."

Jing Moye snorted coldly. She was afraid of retaliating against him if he could move, so she put a few more talismans on his body.

Jing Moye: "..."

She struggled with him and felt that he was quite boring, so she pulled the quilt and got ready to sleep.

She originally took all the quilts away in revenge for him snatching her quilt before.

But she took the quilt away, glanced at him, and put the quilt on him again.

Jing Moye: "..."

I guess she has some conscience.

Feng Shuying was naturally conscientious and even gave him two soothing spells before going to bed.

She knew that she had taken advantage of him and had to appease him, otherwise he would have to settle the score with her when he woke up tomorrow.

Jing Moye couldn't sleep tonight because of her words.

If the wound on his chest had been any further away, he would have died.

Who would have thought that such an injury was caused by his biological mother. She said that she could feel at ease only if he died.

She also said that every time she saw his eyes, she would think of his father and feel very ashamed.

Scandals in the royal family are often accompanied by extreme viciousness, which is so disgusting that it makes people laugh.

He felt the person next to him move, but he couldn't move. He could only glance at her with the corner of his eye:
Maybe she felt that she had put many talismans on him and he couldn't move tonight. She felt particularly at ease and slept very soundly.

She turned over again, leaning half of her body against him.

Because her action revealed the talisman on his body, he could move instantly.

Jing Moye's teeth itched with hatred and he reached out to pinch her face.

She was dazed in sleep and slapped his hand away: "Xiao Shuai, don't make trouble."

Jing Moye's brows furrowed: "Little handsome?"

Feng Shuying didn't wake up at all. She adjusted her position in his arms and slept very soundly.

Jing Moye wanted to slap her to death, but his palms were raised. When he saw her defenseless face, he couldn't slap her anyway.

He sometimes felt that she was very smart and always behaved unexpectedly.

But sometimes I feel that she is stupid. She offended him so cruelly, but she still dared to watch him sleep in the same bed.

Isn't she afraid that after she touches the talisman on his body, he will slap her to death?
He felt that she was really lucky to have met him and not to care about her, otherwise she would have died countless times.

But he didn't realize at all that the way he looked at her at this moment was unconsciously tender.

He reached out and hugged her into his arms. He felt particularly at ease and fell into a deep sleep.

When Feng Shuying woke up the next morning, she saw Jing Moye's enlarged handsome face.

She was startled and wanted to move back, but a big hand grabbed her waist. With another strong squeeze, her body pressed tightly against his.

(End of this chapter)