After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

"Yao Guang."

The end of his voice was almost hoarse from the heat, and he scratched in the air with his right hand, and finally turned around and placed the back of his hand on her cheek.

There were calluses on his palms and fingertips, and he was afraid of hurting her delicate skin that was so delicate that it was fragile.

Under extreme forbearance, his whole body was trembling.

The scorching temperature came through the back of his hand, and almost in an instant, Qin Yaoguang felt his throbbing, struggle and restraint.

Her breath was filled with his hormones, which made her unable to help but gasp softly. A layer of mist floated over her half-closed eyes. The slender jade fingers pressing against his chest revealed an alluring pink color from the inside out.

"Yao Guang."

Yan Changqing moved closer to her, his voice low and patient, sounding right beside her ears.

The warm breath blew on her earlobe. It was not itchy, but a tingling sensation that went up from her spine, bringing a pleasant shiver.

This strange, never-before-experienced feeling came over her like a tide, drowning her whole body and sinking deeper and deeper.

"Yaoguang, Yaoguang..."

He called her name again and again, with deep affection and suppression, doting and yet revealing a humble request for forgiveness.

I could hold her in my arms, but I couldn't kiss her.

He had no choice but to use her name to tie down his shaky sanity.

Qin Yaoguang was so excited by his call that her confused brain couldn't think clearly. She just didn't want him to be so humble.

He was a general who had fought bravely on the battlefield and a hero who stood tall and proud.

Such a man, who was so humble in front of her, brought her a strong stimulation due to the extreme contrast.

Qin Yaoguang released the hand that was against his chest, put her arm around his neck, and stood on tiptoe.

The next moment, their lips touched.

Yan Changqing's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he held the back of her head with his right hand, deepening the kiss.

Qin Yaoguang wanted to escape, but it was too late.

Facing a general who was good at conquering cities and seizing territories, how could she have any chance of winning?

The fire she lit with her own hands released the beast that was trapped by him. The kiss was domineering and passionate, surrounding her without any chance of rejection.

My lips turned red from his kiss and my legs went weak.

"Ah-"

There was a slight sound, which was the sound of their teeth colliding.

They are all inexperienced rookies who acted on instinct, which led to such an embarrassing situation.

Qin Yaoguang woke up suddenly, all her strength returned instantly, and she quickly pushed him away, her bright and pretty face flushed as if blood was about to drip out.

Yan Changqing breathed heavily, and his arms still contained her warmth and body fragrance.

He was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on her neck, he gestured with his hand and apologized hoarsely: "I'm sorry."

Qin Yaoguang's skin was well maintained, as transparent as white jade, and as delicate and moist as porcelain. He just didn't control the strength well, leaving slight red finger marks.

Floating on her porcelain-like skin, one could see the marks of his grip.

It is as if the bright crabapple blossoms are stained with desire, flowing quietly.

Dry mouth.

Qin Yaoguang let out a soft "ah" as she understood, and covered her neck with her backhand.

The slender jade fingers are hidden on the side of the long and graceful neck, and the delicate and small collarbone is faintly visible in the shadows, which makes people even more imaginative.

Her beautiful eyes seemed to be thoroughly soaked in spring water, with a hint of peach blush at the corners of her eyes.

Yan Changqing closed his eyes and dared not look at her again.

"Madam, it's late, go to bed early."

There was a strange tremor in his voice, which was a desire that had never been quelled.

After saying this, without even opening his eyes, he turned around, picked up the cloak beside him, put it on his arm, and strode out of the room.

If he didn't leave now, he really couldn't guarantee what he would do next.

He didn't want her to blame him.

Until she truly accepted him, no matter how unbearable he was, he had to restrain himself.

Qin Yaoguang leaned on the back of the chair, watching his leaving back, and then she realized belatedly why he left his cloak alone and covered his waist with it.

Recalling how strong he was when their bodies were pressed against each other, she was so embarrassed that she collapsed on the chair, closing her eyes and daring not to see anyone.

Breathing gently, he calmed the lingering emotions in his body.

Aren’t you discussing the divorce peacefully?

Why did it become like this?

Just now, she was too impulsive.

She actually took the initiative to tease a hot-blooded man. I don’t know where she got the courage from.

Some female singer who sang "Courage"?

But, I have to admit that she enjoyed the whole process.

The two of them were young and inexperienced, and the hormones he released brought her a throbbing pleasure.

If I hadn't hit my teeth, I don't know what would have happened.

Soft footsteps sounded, and it was Hanlu's voice: "Master, shall I help you wash up first?"

If Nanny Deng were here and saw Qin Yaoguang's appearance, she would know what had just happened.

It’s a pity that Hanlu is still too young.

Watching the prince walking away in a hurry, I entered the room and saw my master lying on his side on a chair, his heart beating fast. I thought the two had had an argument.

Qin Yaoguang raised her hand: "Prepare a soothing bath for me."

If she doesn't calm down, I'm afraid she won't be able to sleep.

Hanlu couldn't help but wonder: Did they have a quarrel? The master is such a good person, it must be the Prince Consort's fault.

Amid the aroma of medicine, Qin Yaoguang soaked in the hot water of the bathtub, letting the hot water penetrate into every pore.

However, physical comfort cannot take away the confusion in the heart.

There was an idea that kept lingering in Qin Yaoguang's mind - she had kissed Yan Changqing on her own initiative, so if she still insisted on getting a divorce, wouldn't she be a scumbag?

Should she be responsible for Yan Changqing?

After thinking about it over and over again, I really can't figure it out and I'm in a dilemma.

However, no matter how she struggled, the days always moved forward slowly.

After a long night, there is dawn.

As the Spring Festival was approaching, the atmosphere in the capital was particularly lively. The servants in the Princess's Mansion had all changed into new winter clothes and were in a festive mood.

These days, in addition to her usual morning exercises and homework at Zhufeng Courtyard, she and Chunning would go to the palace in the afternoon to accompany the Empress Dowager, or play poker for the afternoon, or make some palace lanterns together to celebrate the festival.

Yan Changqing always appeared on time, as if they had made an appointment, a quarter of an hour after they had entered the Xining Palace.

The Queen Mother seemed to have seen the problems between her and Yan Changqing, and she indulged Yan Changqing's appearance every time.

The intention of pulling the red line is obvious.

What frightened Qin Yaoguang the most was that she had gradually adapted to his presence and his company.

The accident that happened that day did not happen afterwards. The two of them were in love but polite to each other. When facing him, her heart could no longer remain calm.

It is no exaggeration to say that Yan Changqing, who returned from the battlefield, is a walking hormone.

There is charm in every move.

Especially when he deliberately showed it to Qin Yaoguang, it became even more deadly.

The only person who caused his defeat was Hanlu.

Yan Changqing discovered that since that night, every time Han Lu saw him, apart from maintaining respect for the Prince, she never had a good expression on her face.