Reborn Princess

"Fufu is great." He praised her.

Shen Lilan slightly opened her lips and breathed deeply, but Zhou Cechen sealed her lips with a kiss again.

Shen Lilan's outer coat fell off, and most of his long-sleeved shirt was torn open, and his inner clothes were also torn open.

Messy.

"It hurts." Shen Lilan groaned while hugging Zhou Cechen.

"Where does it hurt?" He always wanted to get her to say it out loud.

"Down……"

"What?"

.........

Zhou Cechen's eyes were dark, and his hands were holding Shen Lilan's waist.

Shen Lilan closed his eyes and his eyelashes kept trembling.

It was inconvenient in the carriage, so he could only help her with his hands.

"Tell me what you want to do. I'll take your orders." His voice was hoarse.

A quarter of an hour later, Shen Lilan hugged Zhou Cechen's neck tightly, buried her face in his neck and breathed deeply.

Finally, physiological tears flowed and she cried.

Zhou Cechen curled his lips and said, "Found it, Fu Fu."

Shen Lilan curled up in Zhou Cechen's arms, frowned and cried.

After getting off the carriage, Zhou Cechen wrapped Shen Xilan in a black cloak and carried her back home.

Shen Xilan was put down on the bed. She stared at Zhou Cechen with misty eyes, ignorant yet shy.

Zhou Cechen was still drunk, and he tucked the messy hair that was sticking to Shen Lilan's face behind her ears. He then pulled out Shen Lilan's hairpins and the pearls on her head one by one and threw them on the ground casually.

Then, the black hair cascaded down and fell on Shen Lilan's shoulders.

Zhou Cechen stared at Shen Xilan, stroking her face and Adam's apple with his fingers.

Shen Yanlan rubbed his palm.

"Fufu, very beautiful."

Shen Lilan: "Please forget what they said to you in the Duke's Mansion today."

Zhou Cechen kissed Shen Lilan's already red lips.

The clothes that Shen Xuanlan had just put on were torn off by Zhou Cechen again.

Zhou Cechen held Shen Lilan's hand with his broad, bony hands and guided her to his waist.

When Shen Yanlan touched the waist belt, his fingers trembled.

"Untie it." Zhou Cechen's voice was low and lazy.

Shen Lilan's white fingers formed a sharp contrast with Zhou Cechen's ink-black waist belt.

The jade buckle on his waist was cold, but it burned Shen Yanlan's hand.

Shen Lilan's hands were trembling slightly as she gently untied Zhou Cechen's waist belt. As the waist belt was loosened, Zhou Cechen's clothes gradually opened.

Zhou Cechen's breath became hotter and hotter, and his eyes were fixed on Shen Lilan, as if he wanted to devour her. Shen Lilan's heartbeat accelerated, and her cheeks flushed.

Zhou Cechen then kissed her again.

Lying on the bed, Shen Lilan's long black hair spread out on the quilt, tears in the corners of her eyes. She hugged Zhou Cechen and shouted at him to stop.

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, Zhou Cechen was more annoying today than before.

He called her name over and over again.

"Lan'er..."

"Fufu..."

"Jin Ning..."

And "My wife..."

It was the first time Shen Lilan heard him call her like that, and her heart beat so fast that she felt like she couldn't breathe.

At first, Shen Xilan agreed to his requests one by one, but later on, she was unable to respond.

When snow is heated it turns into water, and when the water boils it turns into hot air that rises into the air.

At this moment, Shen Lilan seemed to be floating on a cloud, seeming both real and illusory.

It was not completely dark yet, and the dusk was chilly, but the temperature in the house continued to rise.

In the end, Shen Xilan didn't know whether she fainted or fell asleep, and let Zhou Cechen carry her to the bathroom.

In the wooden barrel, Shen Xilan felt herself immersed in water. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, but she did not open her eyes.

Zhou Cechen held her in his arms as they soaked in the bathtub. He leaned against the wall of the tub and held Shen Lilan in his arms.

He used water to clean every part of Shen Xilan bit by bit, concentrating on cleaning her body, as if she were treating a delicate treasure, afraid of damaging it.

Where Shen Yanlan couldn't see, his dark eyes were filled with nostalgia, and he could always admire her.

After washing, drying and changing into pajamas, Zhou Cechen never wanted to delegate these steps to others, including her personal maid.

When Shen Xilan opened her eyes again, the sky outside was still dark. She moved her body but gasped in pain.

Compared to the last time, this time was crazier than ever before. He seemed to know how I would react, teasing me again and again, grinding me a little bit, making me unable to stop.

In her previous life, Shen Lilan had only had sex with Zhou Cechen once, and that time was painful. It was the painful torture of complex emotions that the two of them could not express. In the end, she was almost suffocated by the heartache, and she was retching while doing this with him. Both of them were uncomfortable.

Although Shen Lilan and Zhou Cechen had never been to the airport in this life, they were always comfortable every time.

Looking down, he saw a hand on his waist. Shen Lilan reached out to move his hand away but Zhou Cechen grabbed his wrist.

"Awake?" A low and hoarse voice sounded beside his ears, and Shen Lilan's ears turned red.

Seeing that Shen Lilan didn't answer for a long time, Zhou Cechen finally opened his eyes and supported his hands on both sides of Shen Lilan.

Shen Lilan thought he was going to do something again, and quickly reached out to cover Zhou Cechen's eyes.

"Don't..." As soon as he opened his mouth, his throat hurt so much that he couldn't speak.

Zhou Cechen grabbed Shen Lilan's hand and put it down, then coaxed her, "I won't do anything, don't worry."

Shen Lilan stared at Zhou Cechen, as if accusing him of his actions yesterday.

Zhou Cechen lay down beside her, put his arms around her waist and gave her a gentle massage.

"Sore throat?" he asked.

Shen Lilan nodded.

"It's my fault. I made Fu Fu tired today."

In broad daylight, whispering to him on the bed, Shen Lilan once again admired his own ability to endure.

There was a knock on the door: "My Lord, the meal is ready."

"Go down." Zhou Cechen responded.

"Yes."

Zhou Cechen gently kissed the tip of Shen Lilan's ear. "Are you hungry?"

How could I not be hungry? From the afternoon till midnight, I had not had a drop of water.

Shen Yanlan answered him: "Hungry."

Zhou Cechen picked up Shen Lilan, put a coat on her and then went to change his clothes.

Shen Xilan saw his back as he was changing his clothes. He had a great figure and very fair skin. He must have fought on the battlefield in the past. Even though he was a scholar now, he had not lost the toughness of a military general.

Shen Lilan got up from the couch but her legs were so weak that she had to kneel on the carpet. Shen Lilan frowned and looked at Zhou Cechen who was changing clothes.

When Zhou Cechen heard the voice, he turned around and saw Shen Lilan kneeling on the ground, looking at him with an aggrieved expression, which made him feel a little guilty.

He strode forward, picked up Shen Lilan and placed him on the bed.

Shen Lilan grabbed his arm and pulled up his sleeve, wanting to bite him, but found that there was already a tooth mark on his forearm.

Shen Lilan paused and looked at Zhou Cechen.

Zhou Cechen curled his lips: "Has Fu Fu forgotten her masterpiece today?"

Shen Lilan gently stroked the tooth mark with his fingers. It turned out that the bite was so deep.

In the end, the meal was brought directly to the upper warm room. In the outer room separated by a screen, Shen Lilan sat on a chair and drank pigeon soup.

Zhou Cechen was responsible for picking up food for Shen Lilan.

The moment the meal was brought into the bedroom, Shen Lilan really felt that he had been extremely ridiculous today.