The prince is thinking of escaping marriage every day

"Why don't you dare!" Shen Lanzhao said firmly, as if wanting to prove to Ling Shuyuan, she quickly squeezed Ling Shuyuan's hand and ran towards Shen's residence.

They crossed the streets with dim lights, running recklessly in the gentle warm wind, their clothes rolled up, lights and shadows scattered, and the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

The lantern in front of Shen's mansion was shaking, and the servants were dozing off in front of the door. Suddenly they heard urgent footsteps and looked over. Their young master was rushing towards him wearing stars and moon. Yingli's eyes were wild, like a wild horse. A hungry wolf.

And behind him was a man in a green shirt, with his head lowered so that people couldn't see his true face clearly, only the two flushes on his cheeks hidden in the night.

Shen Lanzhao pulled the man up the steps a few steps, glanced coldly at the person behind him, embraced the person behind him, and ordered impatiently in a low voice: "Open the door!"

The servants didn't dare to ask more questions, and hurriedly obeyed the order to open the door of the mansion. Shen Lanzhao suddenly leaned over, hugged Ling Shuyuan into his arms, and walked quickly towards his bedroom.

He closed the door with his back, turned around and put the person in his arms down, grabbed Ling Shuyuan's hand, and leaned Ling Shuyuan's body against the door, and kissed his lips impatiently.

Ling Shuyuan responded to him, the two of them intertwined their lips and teeth, and the fire was lit again, Shen Lanzhao reached out to Ling Shuyuan's waist, and quickly untied his girdle.

The clothes fell down, and the moonlight poured in from the window, reflecting Ling Shuyuan's white skin. From the inside to the outside, he was beautiful and charming, with a peerless youth. He was not feminine, and there was a heroic spirit that a man should have between his brows, and his behavior was the same. He was decisive and bold, but for some reason, he also oozes tenderness, which can't help but be breathtaking.

Shen Lanzhao held him like holding a daffodil flower blooming in an ice house, he didn't know whether he should be gentle or reckless, if he was gentle, he might not be able to comfort him, but if he was reckless, he would be afraid of breaking him.

He didn't know when he fell in love with Ling Shuyuan so much that he regarded Ling Shuyuan as a treasure, hid him in his arms, and cared for him forever.

He pinched Ling Shuyuan's chin, kissed him deeply, and stroked his body lightly with his fingers, the fire burned inch by inch on Narcissus, leaving little red marks.

He rubbed the emotional petals, and slowly explored the depths of the flower's heart, the soft stamens wrapped around him and released when his fingertips went deep.

"Lan Zhao." Ling Shuyuan hummed softly, he frowned, a tear dripped from the corner of his eye, and the light mole on the corner of his eye became more attractive, he buried his head on Shen Lanzhao's shoulder, begging in a low voice, and seemed to order: "Come in, I can't stand it."

Shen Lanzhao chuckled lightly. He took Ling Shuyuan's arm and hugged him into his arms. The moonlight poured on the daffodils in front of the window sill. Tonight, this flower is his...

The good time passed in a flash, and the morning light came in. Shen Lanzhao sat up slowly from the bed with his head propped up. The people around him were still sleeping peacefully, and there were dots of red marks on his jade-white skin.

"A Yuan..." Shen Lanzhao leaned over, pressed against Ling Shuyuan's shoulder, and called softly. The sleeping person hummed softly, as if to answer.

"What do you want to eat? I'll tell the kitchen to make it for you." Shen Lanzhao picked up a strand of Ling Shuyuan's black hair, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly. The person in the dream seemed to be disturbed by him. Eyes looked at him.

It took a while to react, smiled softly, stretched out his arms like jade lotus roots, wrapped them around his neck, looked at him with sleepy eyes, and said softly: "I want to drink porridge."