After getting on the carriage back to the palace, Xing Fang got out of the carriage knowingly under Zhu Yan's glare, saying that she was going to buy something to take back to the palace.
As soon as Xing Fang left, Zhu Yan stretched out his long arms and took the beauty sitting opposite him into his arms. He smiled and said, "I've hugged you. Do you know how long I've missed you?"
Xia Yuanqiu counted on his fingers: "From the time we got up in the morning to now -" Before she could finish her words, Zhu Yan's lips full of wine smell kissed her pink lips, and the delicate kiss spread from her slightly swollen lips. Sliding down to her slender and tender neck, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and his other big hand clasped her slender waist, forcing her to get closer to his hot body, closer, and closer.
Xia Yuanqiu seemed to have turned into a puddle of soft mud, his whole body was soft and he had no strength to resist him.
"I can't wait." His deep voice fell in her ears, and she panicked and wanted to refuse. This was a carriage, and this was the streets of Kyoto. She thought about not wanting it, thinking about refusing, but her body continued to She catered to him, and her body felt cold. He had torn off the trousers under her skirt and the cute little triangle panties. She was held by him and sat on his lap. The shameful posture made her want to run away, but Unable to exert any effort, she could only bury her head in his chest and bite her lips tightly, not wanting her happy voice to be heard outside the carriage.
The coachman was a veteran and well-informed. No one else could hear or see what was going on in the car. He was sitting outside the car door, so how could he not know? He deliberately slowed down the speed of driving so that his prince and princess would not be able to enjoy themselves to the fullest——
The joy/love in the carriage is no less exciting than the passion in the space kitchen.
Xia Yuanqiu collapsed in Zhu Yan's arms, panting heavily, her hands and feet were weak, her waist was sore and her legs were weak. Her hair, which was originally neatly combed, had become messy like a chicken coop, and her clothes were wrinkled. Most importantly, Her lips were swollen from someone's kiss. . . How could she get out of the car and meet someone
Zhu Yan smiled softly: "What? If you don't leave your husband's arms, do you want to do it again?" She reached out and pinched her waist, hinting.
Xia Yuanqiu beat his chest angrily and said coquettishly: "It's all your fault if you still fight. Look at me like this now. How can I get out of the car to meet people? They can't laugh at me to death if they see me?"
"It's okay. You can walk behind me later and I'll block you." Zhu Yan pinched his cute little wife's cheek with a look of doting on her face.
"You're not a mountain. How can you stop me?" She sat up angrily and began to arrange her clothes quickly. She scattered all her messy hair and simply pulled it into a bun. The most difficult thing to hide was Her slightly swollen lips and the red marks on her neck. . .
Zhu Yan opened the curtain of the small window and looked out, smiling: "We're here, let's go down!"
Xia Yuanqiu had no choice but to get off the bus behind Zhu Yan. As soon as he got off the bus, he met Xing Fang who had returned from shopping. She was standing with Xing Ying at the gate talking. The two of them had something to say. With a smile and a sweet look on his face, when he saw Zhu Yan and Xia Yuanqiu getting out of the car, they hurriedly greeted them.
Seeing Zhu Yan's proud smile, Xing Ying hurriedly said, "The prince is smiling so happily. Is something good happening?"
Xing Fang saw Xia Yuanqiu's face was as red as blood and the red mark on his neck. She didn't understand anything, so she covered her mouth and smiled softly.