Chapter 88
“No, no need,” she said, somewhat resistant, her shyness almost overflowing.
She didn't even need to look; she knew the contents were utterly obscene. She'd be mortified to the point of wanting to see it with a man.
Song Xuan was relentless. He held Shen Qingnian in his arms and opened the book directly.
The contents inside made Shen Qingnian gasp for breath. She quickly turned her face away, blushing, and said, "Close it quickly!"
After saying that, she reached out to close the book. Even though she only glanced at it, her face turned red and her heart pounded.
These books are truly unbearable to look at!
Song Xuan, however, remained firm. He pulled the beauty in his arms closer and said softly, "Haven't we already done this page? Qing Nian, take another look. We did it just like this. The painting is so lifelike; we can learn a thing or two from it..."
He was gentle and proper, but in bed he repeatedly crossed the line, which Shen Qingnian found unbearable.
Shen Qingnian lowered her eyes, her ample bosom swaying slightly. She was somewhat embarrassed and annoyed: "I'm not looking! Song Xuan, you close the painting right now!"
This was the first time she had called Song Xuan by his full name. In the past, she had always addressed him as "Your Highness," and she had never overstepped her bounds like this before, which showed that she was truly embarrassed.
Song Xuan's breath hitched slightly, his gentle face flushed with excitement, and he couldn't help but tenderly cover her face with his own, saying softly, "Qing Nian, I like it when you call me that."
He replaced 'lonely' with 'me'.
Shen Qingnian trembled, both from hearing Song Xuan refer to himself as "I" and from the actions in his hands.
Between a given name and an honorific title, a given name is naturally more intimate.
She turned her fair body to face the man. At this moment, she was completely naked, her skin as white as jade, which made Song Xuan dizzy.
Shen Qingnian's eyes flickered as she looked into Song Xuan's warm, dark eyes, her lips parting slightly: "Song Xuan, Xuan'er..."
"Qing Nian, Qing Nian," Song Xuan pulled the beauty before him tightly into his arms.
For the first time, he felt his name sounded so beautiful, so tender...
A warm boudoir, gauze curtains swaying gently, the night outside the window is deep, and a red phoenix sways in the palace.
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afterwards.
Song Xuan personally washed the tired Shen Qingnian's body.
Shen Qingnian let the man do as he pleased. She really didn't want to move anymore. Her jade-like skin was now covered with red marks, all caused by the man's kisses, especially the small mole on her collarbone, which was a deep red.
It's clear they've received special treatment.
Song Xuan was extremely infatuated with the red mole on her collarbone, and he would kiss it repeatedly every time.
She was held in the man's arms. It was late at night, and she looked somewhat languid. The two of them had just been intimate, and they were quite tired.
Seeing Shen Qingnian like this, Song Xuan's heart softened completely, and he couldn't help but kiss her hair that hung down her shoulder.
He couldn't help but ask, "Qingnian, why did you seek out that fire-avoidance diagram?"
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