Reborn Princess

In the carriage, Zhou Cechen came up and held Shen Lilan in his arms, letting her sit on his lap.

Smelling the alcohol on Zhou Cechen, Shen Lilan moved closer to Zhou Cechen again. He always smelled good.

"Are you drunk?" Shen Lilan asked him softly.

Zhou Cechen stared at Shen Lilan in silence.

"It's all Dad's fault for making you drink so much."

"Not much." Zhou Cechen rolled his Adam's apple but felt it getting drier.

"I shouldn't have been angry with you yesterday." Zhou Cechen said in a hoarse voice.

Shen Lilan pretended to be angry and asked, "Are you apologizing to me?"

"Yes."

"You need to have the attitude to admit your mistakes."

Zhou Cechen chuckled, and this smile alone mesmerized Shen Lilan.

"What do you think of me, princess, huh?" he said coaxing her.

Shen Xilan stretched out her jade finger and gently stroked Zhou Cechen's collarbone and neck with the nail of her index finger, causing Zhou Cechen's breathing to become more rapid.

"I want to bite it." The tender white fingers gently stroked Zhou Cechen's Adam's apple.

"Stop it." Zhou Cechen took Shen Lilan's hand and held it in his own.

How could Shen Xilan give up so easily? She took Zhou Cechen's Adam's apple in her mouth.

Zhou Cechen felt his whole body tremble, and a sudden heat flow rose in his lower abdomen. Zhou Cechen's voice became hoarse, "Stop making trouble, okay."

Shen Xilan seemed not to hear it. She stretched out her tongue and gently licked Zhou Cechen's Adam's apple.

Zhou Cechen snorted lightly.

"Fu Fu" he called her.

Shen Lilan raised his head and looked at Zhou Cechen, "What did you call me?"

"Fufu."

Shen Lilan curled up the corners of his lips and said, "This is my nickname. Only my family members call me that."

"I'm not?" Zhou Cechen asked her.

"You are."

"Is it okay for me to call you this from now on?"

"it is good."

Shen Lilan moved on Zhou Cechen but was held down by him again.

Feeling the pain there, Shen Lilan's face turned red.

"You..." Shen Xilan was a little at a loss. She moved and tried to get off Zhou Cechen.

"Don't move." Zhou Cechen's voice couldn't be any hoarser.

Shen Lilan huddled in Zhou Cechen's arms like a little quail, not daring to move.

Zhou Cechen resigned himself to his fate, closed his eyes and calmed his breathing.

"What are you doing..." Shen Lilan murmured softly.

The corners of Zhou Cechen's eyes were red at this moment, and the alcohol he drank earlier made his mind a little dizzy.

"Me what?" Zhou Cechen asked her with his eyes lowered.

Shen Yanlan kept silent.

Seeing the little person in his arms looking at him with a pair of clear and innocent eyes, Zhou Cechen asked her in a hoarse voice, "Who made you angry?"

Now, Shen Xilan only felt that it was Zhou Cechen who was drinking, and he was the one who was having a fever.

She changed the subject, "What did my mother tell you?"

Zhou Cechen's eyes darkened and he held Shen Lilan's white and tender little hand in his palm.

Seeing that Zhou Cechen didn't say anything, Shen Lilan didn't dare to ask him any more. She took the opportunity to kiss Zhou Cechen's thin lips, but left immediately.

Zhou Cechen's eyes were dark. He pinched Shen Lilan's chin to force her to look up and kissed her again.

Zhou Cechen stroked Shen Lilan's waist with his hand, and held her pink little face with his other hand, deepening the kiss.

The carriage slowly stopped, Zhou Cechen got out holding Shen Xilan and walked into the palace.

The snow was falling even heavier than before, and Zhou Cechen held up an umbrella to completely cover the person next to him.

On the way to send Shen Xilan back to Xiaolanxuan, Zhou Cechen was reluctant to walk fast.

The footprints of their shoes were left on the snow along the way, long and endless.

At the end of the corridor, Shen Xilan arrived at the warm room, but she was hesitant to push open the door.

Zhou Cechen stood beside her to accompany her.

"My Lord, I'm here."

Zhou Cechen: "Okay, I have some things to take care of, so I'll leave first." Zhou Cechen turned and left as if he was escaping.

Zhou Cechen held up an umbrella and walked into the snow in the yard. The whole yard was covered with falling snow and petals and flying catkins.

Looking at the falling snow in the yard, Zhou Cechen, wearing a black cloak and holding an oil-paper umbrella, suddenly stopped walking forward.

He turned around and looked at Shen Xilan. She had not entered the room but was looking at him.

The wind blew a few flakes of cold snow onto his face. Zhou Cechen was less drunk, but when he saw Shen Xilan standing in the corridor and looking at him, his heart tightened.

All the memories of his time with Shen Yanlan flashed through his mind, and he also remembered what Li Heyao had said to him today.

His Fu Fu actually didn't have a good life in the capital.

He didn't dare to think about how she had come this far.

Shen Lilan's eyes were blown red by the wind and snow, and a tear was blown down.

He turned around.

In the wind and snow, the two looked at each other, their eyes met, one didn't want to leave, the other just wanted to stay.

Zhou Cechen didn't want to leave, so he walked towards Shen Lilan.

In the corridor, the umbrella in Zhou Cechen's hand fell to the ground. He hugged Shen Lilan tightly and refused to let go.

There was a thin layer of snow on the umbrella. When the umbrella fell to the ground, the snow slid down the ground and wet the floor.

Shen Xilan was picked up by Zhou Cechen. She put her arms around Zhou Cechen's neck and buried her face in his neck.

Zhou Cechen kicked the door open. The stove in the warm room had already been lit, and the heat was engulfing every corner of the dormitory.

Shen Xilan was placed by Zhou Cechen on the beauty couch by the window.

Sitting on the beauty couch, Shen Xilan saw Zhou Cechen kneeling on one knee and reaching out to hold her ankle. She shivered and tried to break free.

"Don't move." Zhou Cechen held her wrist tightly through her dress and took off Shen Lilan's shoes and socks.

Feet are a woman’s private part and should not be viewed by anyone other than close friends.

Shen Lilan still wanted to retreat, but there was a wall behind him and he had nowhere to retreat.

Looking at the white and tender feet, the slightly red toes and the lotus-pink nail polish on them, Zhou Cechen reached out and held them.

"Why is it so cold?"

Shen Lilan looked at the hands holding her feet, and she still blushed.

It’s very warm, being wrapped up like this.

Shen Yanlan called out to the person kneeling on the ground in a low voice, "Jinzhi."

"Even if the snow is heavy and the fog is thick, I can still see you clearly."

She answered the question Zhou Cechen asked her yesterday.

Zhou Cechen looked up at Shen Lilan. Shen Lilan broke free from Zhou Cechen's hand. She knelt on the beauty couch and looked down at Zhou Cechen, placing a kiss on his forehead.

As soon as Shen Lilan stepped back, Zhou Cechen stood up, supported his hands on the beauty couch, and stared at Shen Lilan.

Shen Lilan took a step back and Zhou Cechen leaned forward.

"Say it again." Zhou Cechen said in a low voice, patiently and coercingly.

"Jin..." Before she could finish her sentence, Zhou Cechen swallowed it into his mouth.

Shen Lilan snorted softly, she put her arms around Zhou Cechen's neck and responded to his kiss.

Zhou Cechen had never seen such a passionate Shen Lilan.

He breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling as he deepened the kiss.

Zhou Cechen's hands wandered over Shen Lilan's body, causing her to tremble. His lips dominated everything about her, and the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Shen Lilan's consciousness gradually blurred, and she was immersed in this passionate kiss. After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Cechen finally let go of her lips.

Both of them were breathing rapidly, and Shen Lilan's cheeks were flushed, as beautiful as a blooming peach blossom.