Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

"Um...don't..."

As green as Song Shiyun, there was no way he could compare with the skilled and experienced Nan Qiao. In an instant, he was kissed so that his thoughts were confused, his scalp was numb, and he mumbled out a few words, but they were blocked immediately.

He could only bear it passively and powerlessly, allowing Nan Qiao to invade the territory that only belonged to him, being pulled by her to dance together, sinking, and being defeated.

In a daze, Song Shiyun finally remembered what Nan Qiao said before. Give him time to react. If he reacts, does that mean he can push her away?

Thinking like this, Song Shiyun stretched out his arm to push Nan Qiao.

Even though Nan Qiao was so rude, Song Shiyun only put his hands on her shoulders when he pushed her, without touching any other parts of Nan Qiao's body.

Nan Qiao was reluctant to move away. He pressed Song Shiyun and felt it carefully for a few more minutes before pulling away slightly from him. She still put her hand on his neck and pressed her forehead against him, breathing softly.

The warm and vaporous breath, mixed with Song Shiyun's equally uneven breathing, danced between the two people's faces.

"How about it?"

"From what I see, the Prime Minister is enjoying it."

The voice was slightly hoarse and full of desire, reaching Song Shiyun's ears, making him couldn't help but feel his ears tingle.

Song Shiyun couldn't see his own appearance, but he could clearly see Nan Qiao's moist red lips.

Nan Qiao is already like this, let alone himself.

Come to think of it, it must be a very shameful expression.

Song Shiyun lowered his eyes, the emotions in his eyes were hidden under his long eyelashes.

"Why didn't the Prime Minister speak again?" Why was he silent at this time? Nan Qiao pinched his waist again in dissatisfaction.

Song Shiyun still didn't respond. Nan Qiao frowned slightly. When he was about to move again, his hand was unexpectedly grabbed.

Ok?

Nan Qiao was stunned, it was a bit novel.

She let him hold her and didn't break away, wanting to see what Song Shiyun wanted to do.

"Your Highness, what is the value of this minister that is worthy of Your Highness doing this?"

Since he has already expressed his surrender, Nan Qiao's goal should have been achieved. Even if he can't trust him, there are many ways to tame people, so why does it have to be this way?

His voice was also hoarse and he looked very depressed.

When Nan Qiao heard what he said, his expression was startled, and then he burst into laughter.

"Why, does the Prime Minister think that I am using myself as a bargaining chip to maintain the Prime Minister's loyalty to me?"

"The Prime Minister doesn't think that this is the only means left in this palace, right?"

What's more, using one's body as a bargaining chip is never a smart method.

Speaking of this, Nan Qiao narrowed his eyes with a dangerous expression. Who did he think he was?

Song Shiyun shook his head without any hesitation.

Although Nan Qiao's methods were not revealed to him in front of him, somehow, he knew that Nan Qiao was definitely a veteran of scheming, and his methods were definitely much better than his.

As noble as Nan Qiao, there is absolutely no need to go to such an extent.

But that's not what Song Shiyun cares about most. After all, the purpose of this kind of thing just now is more about fun than power.

After hesitating for a long time, Song Shiyun raised his eyes, looked directly at Nan Qiao, and finally spoke: "I just want to know, Your Highness..." How many people will he do to him in the future like what he did to him today?

In other words, how many people has Nan Qiao fallen in love with? Where does he fit into her goals?

"What?" Nan Qiao waited for Song Shiyun's next words.

"It's nothing."

These last words were eventually swallowed back.

What position does he have in asking this?

Nan Qiao is interested in him today and doesn't mind teasing him, but that doesn't mean she will be interested every day in the future.