The princess always wants to get out of the wall

Zhao Xinning was in a daze when the imperial decree came down to Prince Duan's mansion - why did it happen all of a sudden?She really... Really doesn't need to marry to Dawan?

Although she had prepared herself psychologically for a long time, she told herself that marrying Dawan was the best thing she could do for her brother.

But when she really knew that she didn't need to marry, she realized that she was really not ready to leave her brother.

"It's true." Feng Xin knew what Zhao Xinning was thinking when she saw Zhao Xinning's dazed expression.

Zhao Xinning and Zhao Jing'an glanced at Feng Xin at the same time.

Feng Xin's desire to survive went online in time: "It's all thanks to your brother."

Zhao Xinning took a deep look at Zhao Jing'an, and tears welled up in her eyelashes in just a split second: "Brother..."

It was she who knew that Zhao Jing'an was the real Zhao Xinning, the Princess Changning who should be well protected, but in her heart, no one was more qualified to play the role of her elder brother than Zhao Jing'an.

Zhao Jing'an looked at Zhao Xinning, and stretched out his hand to embrace the sister whom he loved since childhood into his arms.

Fortunately, she is still there.

Fortunately, she didn't leave in the end.

The two "brothers and sisters" wept with joy.

Suddenly became Feng Xin of the third person: "..."

Heart bitter.

What if my wife loves my sister too much?

Waiting online... go to the fucking online waiting, don't wait!

Feng Xin went up to grab Zhao Jing'an's waist, and walked around Zhao Xinning with the other hand weakly, muttering: "It's all a family, it's a family, why are you so emotional..."

The little hand that came up later pinched Zhao Jingan's waist lightly, and it just pinched on the itchy flesh. Zhao Jingan shivered, and reflexively let go of Zhao Xinning in front of him.

Feng Xin smiled smugly at the side—ah, my wife's waist is very sensitive...

Zhao Xinning was wiping away tears, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Zhao Jing'an who was being molested while touching her waist with a flushed face, and immediately looked at Feng Xin with righteous indignation: "You are frivolous!"

Feng was confident: "That's my old...my husband, what's wrong with being a little more frivolous?"

Zhao Xinning: "..."

Never seen such a brazen person!

"Sister," Feng Xin leaned closer to Zhao Xinning, smiled and winked at him, "Once you get married, you will know what frivolity and fun are."

In terms of playing hooligans, there is an unknown gap of thousands of years between the two.

How can anyone dare to say these things in front of Princess Changning?Zhao Xinning's face immediately turned red, she was extremely ashamed and angry, but it's a pity that at a time like this, she had to fight someone's thick skin; Zhao Xinning, who obviously didn't have Feng Xin's thick skin, had no choice but to ask for help from outside: "Brother!"

In just a few blinks, my daughter-in-law played a hooligan twice in front of her.

Zhao Jing'an blushed and reached out to grab Feng Xin's arm: "Don't make trouble!"

"What's wrong with me?" Feng Xin looked innocent, "I'm telling the truth, I don't believe it..."

Zhao Jing'an covered Feng Xin's mouth with one hand.

Feng Xin blinked innocently, her eyebrows and eyes curved into a nice arc.

All of a sudden, Zhao Jing'an felt a softness rub against her palm, and a moist itching spread in her palm instantly.

In an instant, the usually stable little Prince Duan turned even redder and almost jumped up.

However, the instigator blushed and was not panting, and looked at her innocently with those charming peach blossom eyes.

It's outrageous.

In public, how can...

Prince Duan blushed handsomely, pretending to be calm and looked at his sister whose blush was still on her face: "Don't worry, Ah Ning, I'll go and teach her a lesson."

After all, the most upright Prince Duan blushed with a righteous face, covered Feng Xin's mouth and dragged him away.

At that speed, it almost brought a gust of wind.

Zhao Xinning, who suddenly disappeared in front of her eyes, had a dull expression on her face: "It's not...I..."

Why do I always feel that the only half of Feng Xin's face that was dragged away is not serious?

The unscrupulous Princess Duan was dragged to Ji Yayuan by the too serious Prince Duan, and she finally regained her freedom.

Both of them were flushed and panting.

The serious prince Duan ran too fast.

The unprincipled little princess Duan was purely excited.Of course, there is also a little credit for being covered too tightly and not breathing well.

"What's the matter?" Feng Xin looked at the familiar scene in Jiya Garden—well, that's right, it's a blessing in disguise. Although Zhao Xinning's affairs are a bit troublesome these days, she has already done so in order to comfort her daughter-in-law. It has been stationed in Jiyayuan for a long time.The beautiful young prince in front of her was still blushing on her beautiful face, and was still panting urgently. The more she listened, the more she felt that the sound of panting was right next to her ears, and she couldn't help feeling a little excited, "My lord, I can't wait!" huh..."

Before Feng Xin finished speaking, Zhao Jing'an started again and covered Feng Xin's mouth - she knew that she shouldn't have let go of Feng Xin's mouth just now - Feng Xin was so speechless in front of Aning Blocked; now there are only two people, isn't Feng Xin more relaxed?

as predicted.

Regret, regret now.

After realizing that the rabbit had fallen into the wolf's den, Duan Xiaowang wished he could cover Feng Xin's mouth again, make another [-]-meter sprint, and return to Zhao Xinning.

However, the [-]-meter sprint just now was already very exciting. Prince Duan, who hadn't exercised for a long time, obviously lacked the strength to make another sprint, so he could only stare at Feng Xin with a blushing face.

Ah, my face is red again.

Why is her wife so cute?

Feng Xin blinked a pair of intoxicating peach blossom eyes, and looked at Zhao Jing'an with a smile.

Her eyes were already very beautiful, but now they were full of affectionate smiles, as if countless stars had fallen in them, and they only shone on one person.

Such beautiful eyes, such intoxicating eyes, who can resist?

Even if someone can resist it, it won't be Prince Duan who is just in love.

Zhao Jing'an involuntarily let go of his hand, and looked at Feng Xin with a blushing face.

Feng Xin pretended to cough, and looked at Zhao Jing'an coquettishly: "You want to murder your own wife!"

"Nonsense!" Zhao Jingan retorted subconsciously, and then looked at Feng Xin coughing there, and Feng Xin's skin was white and tender. After being covered twice by her, his face really turned red, which seemed to be true. were wronged and abused.For a moment, Prince Duan was filled with guilt, and cautiously stretched out his fingers to touch the corner of Feng Xin's mouth, "Does it hurt?"

How could it hurt?

But this can't be said casually.

In an instant, Feng Xin had made up her mind on what to say and what not to say, she nodded her head heavily, and looked at Zhao Jing'an aggrievedly: "It hurts..."

Zhao Jing'an was already feeling guilty, but he panicked after hearing this: "I didn't do it on purpose, I..."

"It's okay," Feng Xin grasped Zhao Jing'an's hand, her face full of affection, but the words she said were very routine, "It won't hurt if you brag to me."

The innocent little Prince Duan only felt that his wife was trying to comfort him with pain, and tears were about to flow out: "What's the reason for that? Let the doctor come over and take a look..."

"No need," Feng Xin gently interrupted Zhao Jing'an, "This is my reasoning."

——Just kidding, just that little bit of redness, if the government doctor didn't come over with flying legs, Nima wouldn't be able to find out where her face was red!

"Husband..." Seeing that the beautiful little prince was unmoved, Feng Xin called out coquettishly.

As soon as this title was called out, Zhao Jingan's mind "boomed" and went blank.

"Husband blow it up..." Feng Xin shook Zhao Jing'an's hand again.

The daughter-in-law has already spoken, so can you not listen?

He never expected that one day he would become obsessed with sex, the young prince Duan, who could only think about "listening to his wife", obediently leaned forward and blew gently at the corner of Feng Xin's mouth.

Exhale like blue.

The ancients never lied to me.

Feng Xin, who was distracted in an instant, stretched out his hand and embraced Zhao Jing'an in his arms.

Zhao Jing'an, who was still concentrating on blowing the corners of his mouth to his wife, struggled a bit: "Don't make trouble..."

"I didn't make trouble." Feng Xin's eyes darkened slightly, and she fixedly looked at her beautiful little prince—how could there be such a beautiful and lovely person in this world?She is a blessing from several generations of cultivation, so she can be lucky enough to meet this person and have this person?Just thinking of this made her feel full of happiness.

However, she is a greedy person, she wants to have this person more completely, she wants to be happier.

"I..." Zhao Jing'an felt that Feng Xin's gaze was like a flame, falling on her body, as if it wanted to ignite her whole body.

This feeling not only made her feel strange, but also made her feel an irresistible excitement.

She had an intuition that something was about to happen, she wanted to struggle to leave Feng Xin's embrace, but at this moment her body softened, as if all the strength in her body had been sucked out.

"Husband," Feng Xin whispered in her ear again, "I love you so much."

Zhao Jingan felt as if he had been drugged with ecstasy, and his whole body was bewildered.

Feng Xin smiled slightly, and in the next moment, she bent her lips and dropped a kiss.

This is no longer a casual kiss, but gentle but firm, with lips and teeth intertwined and entangled with each other.

There is such a passionate kiss in this world, it seems that her soul is burned in an instant, all rationality, rules, and worldliness... no matter what it is, it is all burned up.

The curtains are scattered, regardless of the skylight.

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Keep hitting the south wall...