The little Marquis’ favorite: Madam, she is the richest in the world

The cold wind howled, and the night grew colder;

And in the boudoir in the southwest of Meng Mansion,

The sweet fragrance of crabapples in the incense burner fills every corner of the room;

The soft tent on the bed was fluttering erratically, and bits and pieces of ambiguous sounds spilled out from inside.

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"Welcome in a different way."

As soon as these words came out, the man didn't give her a chance to react and kissed her without any explanation.

In the past, every time he got close, he would be more or less gentle and mean, but this time it was different; his fiery tongue penetrated directly, and then there was some unstructured stirring.

The man's movements were rough and reckless, and his breath was urgent and heavy.

Meng Xian, who was already sleepy, had her defenses completely collapsed at this moment. The man's hot breath swept over her whole body. Meng Xian was so soft from his kiss that she had no strength at all. She pressed her hands weakly in front of her body, but she got up. It didn't have any effect, but it added a bit of seductiveness that made you want to refuse but welcome again.

Her shyness was finally overcome by longing, and she finally raised her arms and put them around his neck.

The longing is overwhelming and out of control...

When a hint of coolness hit her, her pink underwear was untied, and Meng Xian's remaining sanity was finally recovered;

She held down his restless and troublesome hands and spoke with a soft voice,

"No... no."

The man was also stopped by this sound. He raised his head slightly and looked at her for a moment, but soon he couldn't help but leaned down and continued to kiss her.

The usually cold and calm black eyes were now scarlet, overwhelmed by lust.

Meng Xian was keenly aware that something seemed wrong, and how she felt in her legs...

She felt a little uncomfortable and moved her body subconsciously.

"do not move."

The man suddenly whispered, his voice was hoarse.

Meng Lian was so frightened that she didn't move, but her years of reading storybooks made her seem to understand something.

……

Meng Xian only felt a "buzzing" sound in his head, and then everything went blank.

This is this...

What to do?

Although she had the idea of ​​risking her life before he left for the war, it was a desperate impulse in the face of a life-or-death situation;

Now this time and that time.

Without a serious marriage, she couldn't really break through to that level.

The man's heavy breathing was still in her ears, and she couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to.

"you you……"

She hesitated for a long time, unable to form a complete sentence.

Jiang Heng grabbed her white and tender hand and brought it to his lips and kissed her again and again. In the cold winter weather, there were faint traces of sweat on her forehead.

Meng Xian almost didn't dare to look at him.

His eyes are too deep and profound, and you will be deceived if you don't pay attention.

Jiang Heng took a deep breath for a while, trying to calm down those thoughts with perseverance;

But she was still in my arms, and it was such a dark and deserted night,

With the right time and place, it is really difficult for him to be pure in heart and have few desires.

Meng Xian muttered softly, "How about you let me go first and go to the bathroom to clean up..."

The man didn't really want to wrong himself, so he turned his eyes slightly and said, "Help me."

Meng Lian was so frightened that she almost bit her tongue, "You, what are you talking about?"

When the man's broad and slender palm squeezed between her fingers, a hot kiss fell on her neck again,

Meng Lian seemed to have guessed what this man was planning.

……

After an unknown amount of time, the movement in the room finally subsided;

Meng Xian lay flat on the couch with glazed eyes, her clothes were messy and her cheeks were flushed;

From the bathroom on one side, the sound of washing water could be faintly heard.

The shocked consciousness gradually returned, and the girl slowly straightened her clothes and sat up;

The corner of her eye swept over an embroidered handkerchief on the ground, and the overwhelming shame swept over her again, and the scene just now came into view again.

Just now,

Her hands and feet,

All have lost their innocence.

Thinking about it makes me feel ashamed and angry.

Meng Xian deeply doubted what this man had experienced during his year in the military camp.

How come it has become so... so full of tricks, it is simply overwhelming.

Jiang Heng came out of the bathroom, neatly dressed, without any hint of the confused and infatuated look he had in the previous quarter of an hour.

Meng Xian had already changed into new clothes and lay back on the bed.

As for the one just now...

It had been thrown to the ground a long time ago, and I had no eyes to take a closer look.

The man strode to the bed, bent down and hugged the petite child for another lingering and pathos kiss.

Meng Xian felt sleepy and pushed him dissatisfied, "Don't~ I'm sleepy."

"Go to sleep." The man's voice was low and gentle, which made Meng Xian feel embarrassed and just fell asleep.

She paused, then moved in, reached out and patted the bed beside her. The meaning could be said to be quite obvious.

The man was not polite either. Not only did he lie down next to her, he also waved his long arm and took her into his arms, and buried his head in the girl's neck.

The warm and fragrant nephrite is in her arms, and her breath is filled with the fragrance that belongs only to her.

The man who had been traveling for many days fell asleep quickly. Meng Xian lay on his side and quietly looked at the man with black eyes and unshaven beard. After a while, he also fell asleep.

……

When she woke up again, there was no one beside her. Only the warmth on the bed and the numbness on her body could prove that last night was not a dream.

Ringing the bell summoned Chunxiang Chunyue to serve her in dressing and grooming.

Thanks to someone, a lot of marks were left on her body, and these were naturally seen clearly by Chunyue and Chunxiang, who were waiting closely.

But the two looked at each other and lowered their heads without saying anything.

As soon as I had combed my hair and put on my step-waist, I heard a servant coming from outside the house to report, "Third Miss, there is a distinguished guest coming. I want you to come with me."

Distinguished guest?

Meng Xian vaguely guessed something in her heart.

"Which distinguished guest?"

The boy replied respectfully: "He is the eldest son of Wu'anhou Mansion in the capital."

really.

So this guy slept with her for a while and left just so that he could come to her house openly?

Her hair suddenly became loose. She raised her eyes and saw Chunxiang Chunyue making other jewelry designs.

She frowned slightly in confusion, "What are you two doing?"

"The prince is here, and the girl has to dress up."

"This step is too simple. Girl, why don't you bring this peony to collect gold hairpins?"

"Yes, it just so happens that Manager Liu had someone send him a pomegranate red skirt not long ago."

Meng Xian said expressionlessly, "No need..."

"When we meet again after a long separation, don't you feel solemn, girl?" Chun Yue asked curiously.

She stretched out her hand to rub her still aching waist, "You two girls, don't pretend to be confused; do you still know whether he came yesterday or not?"

Chunyue Chunxiang was immediately speechless.

The two looked at each other, then laughed, "Sure enough, nothing can escape the girl's eyes."

"Come on."

"You were just helping me get dressed. Do you really think I didn't see the look in your eyes?"

Meng Xian said this with shame and anger;

She really didn't understand how that man could become like this after just one march.

Obviously before, he could forcefully control himself and push her away when she offered herself;

And now,

Thinking of last night's tricks, she felt like her whole body was burning again.

As his thoughts were wandering, Meng Xian suddenly thought of some unofficial records he had read before. It was said that men who stayed in the military camp for a long time would have a more wild and murderous aura.

And there are no women in the military camp, so adult men will naturally...

In the past, she only thought this was nonsense, but now it seems,

It is indeed somewhat believable.