Wearing a secret agent with many tricks, the cold and proud prince flirts easily

On this night, some people were happy and some were worried.

Wang Dashan finally consummated his marriage with his beloved bride. He tormented the bride several times that night, causing the bride to collapse on the bed and not be able to recover for a long time.

The same goes for Lin Yunxi and Murong Hao. As their understanding of each other deepened, they were so moved that they struggled for a long time before they were willing to fall asleep.

The Ninth Princess returned to her room, thinking about her first kiss with Ding Xianyu, and happily fell asleep for a long time.

Ding Xianyu couldn't sleep because he thought about what happened tonight. He kept staring at the bed curtain and thinking about the details of everything tonight. He couldn't figure out whether he was frivolous with the Ninth Princess.

As for Murong Qi and Luo Jing'an, they woke up in the middle of the night after being drunk, got out of bed, drank a glass of water, sat in front of the window, looked at the full moon in the sky, and seemed to be thinking...

The next day, the sky got slightly brighter, and Lin Yunxi woke up from the heat.

The charcoal fire in the room was very strong, and there was a vigorous "big stove" sleeping next to her, so the quilt was very warm in this winter.

As soon as she woke up, she found herself pillowed on his arm. Looking at his charming and handsome face, she thought of the various comments he made to her after being drunk last night. He was really a clingy guy.

She kept looking at him with the corners of her lips slightly raised, and her hand unconsciously touched his cheek.

With this touch, he woke up. He opened his beautiful eyes and saw her looking at him dreamily.

He was drunk last night, and after drinking the hangover soup, he became somewhat conscious. He remembered how well she took care of him and how gentle she was to him last night.

Without saying a word, he hugged her directly and kissed her on the lips. She was naked, and under the quilt, he hugged her again and again with his big hands.

"My lord, what are you... doing so early in the morning..." She was confused by his sudden kiss.

"Girl, you are my king's, only my king's." He responded to her between his lips.

She thought about last night, from when he was drunk to now, she had said this sentence no less than ten times. What on earth did he go through yesterday?

"My lord, let's talk... shall we..." Her words were broken due to the fierce kiss.

"No, let me kiss you again."

He held her tightly in his arms, closed his eyes in forgetfulness, and kissed the girl that so many people coveted. She could only be his, and he could only occupy her beauty. His possessive desire could not be quelled at this moment. .

There must be something wrong with him, otherwise he wouldn't be like this. Those words must be the reason for his madness. Lin Yunxi let him kiss and hold her. She wanted to relieve the boredom in this man's heart.

"Your Majesty, this girl can't breathe." Her lips turned red from the kiss, and she began to beg for mercy in his arms.

He was finally willing to let go of her lips and looked at her affectionately, his eyes full of possessiveness for her:

"Girl, I want to ask you a question." He slowly calmed down and wanted to talk to her.

"Your Majesty, you ask." She looked at him curiously.

"If the first man you met when you came to Dongsheng Kingdom was not me, would you still love me?" When he asked, he regretted it. What a childish question.

Lin Yunxi was stunned when she heard this question. She probed his forehead:

"My lord, you should be sober, right? What's the problem?"

"I have sobered up. Let me answer my questions first."

He was serious at the moment. Although he felt that the question seemed a bit childish, he still wanted to hear her answer.

"My lord, do you know what fate is? Fate means that the world is very big, but God allows two strangers to meet at the same time and space. How can we assume fate? Now it is God who allowed the girl to meet the prince first, so that Isn’t it fate that the two of us fall in love?

My lord, you are so strange from yesterday to today. What happened to you yesterday? Why did you drink so much wine and keep saying that the girl is yours? The girl is yours? "

She answered his question seriously, thought of something else, and continued:

"Oh, by the way, it is said in men's psychology that men also have a few low ebbs every month, just like a woman's menstrual period. My lord, was yesterday your low ebb?"

Hearing her explanation, he was relieved. Yes, how could we assume that fate? When Luo Jing'an asked him this question yesterday, he was puzzled. He even felt that he was really lucky. He met her first and then she fell in love with her. On yourself.

Hearing what she said, he had an epiphany.

Looking at her, she was waiting for his answer, and a smile appeared on his lips:

"Well, it should be what the girl said. Yesterday was my lowest point."

"My lord, tell me honestly, why did you drink so much wine? What did you gentlemen say yesterday?"

She is not stupid, she knows that he is not a weak-willed person, and those three people must have said something to him yesterday.

"It's nothing, the few of us just talked about some men's things, and we drank too much when we were happy." He raised the corners of his lips.

Knowing that he doesn't want to tell, forget it, who doesn't have some secrets of their own? She, Lin Yunxi, is not a woman who likes to explore other people's secrets. As long as he is happy, that's fine. Men still need some space and can't push too hard.

But she really didn't like his drunken appearance. He was too clingy and it was too difficult for her to take care of him. She licked her lips and looked at him:

"My lord, can you promise me something?"

Seeing that she was obedient and did not continue to explore his secret yesterday, he grinned, hugged her on top of him, and pressed her:

"The girl said that if I can do it, I will definitely agree to it."

He liked it best when she pressed against him, so that her jade peak could be pressed tightly against his chest.

She put her arms on his shoulders and looked at him affectionately:

"My lord, can you drink less in the future?"

"Does this king look bad when he is drunk?" He wondered what he looked like when he was drunk.

"Well, it's not that bad. It's just that before you drank the hangover soup, you were almost unconscious and couldn't even recognize the girl. The girl was a little scared and didn't like this feeling."

She felt uncomfortable thinking about how he didn't recognize her yesterday.

"I really don't recognize this girl anymore?" he asked in shock.

"Well, you let me help you because you smelled the girl's scent. Others wanted to help you, but you didn't let me help you. You tortured the girl to death last night." She complained about his "evil behavior."

At this time, he looked at her and found a long purple-red mark on her shoulder. He touched it with his hand:

"Girl, was it I who pressed your shoulders last night?" He said with affection in his eyes.

"Yes, it was the drunkard Wang Ye who did it. It still hurts." She said angrily.

"Girl, you have suffered. I will not drink any more. I promise you."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and kissed the scar on her shoulder.

"My lord, please don't, it's itchy..." She begged him for mercy.

"Don't move, let me pamper you." After he said that, he turned over and pressed her under him.

"Your Majesty, it's so early in the morning, no more." She had nothing to do, so why did she tell him this, but she felt sweet in her heart.

"Don't make trouble, I know what the girl likes." A smile spread on his lips.

This morning, he gave her the gentlest love...