Chapter 34 Must Accept Punishment
Jing Siye looked at the little guy who was still asleep on the bed. His eyes softened instantly and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose, revealing a doting smile.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?"
Jing Siye raised his hand and gently touched Zhu Wenqin's head, his voice low and gentle.
Then he took off his outer robe and lay down beside him.
Zhu Wenqin pouted slightly, with a hint of grievance in her eyes: "I'm waiting for the prince to come back, and I can't sleep."
As he said that, he moved closer to Jing Siye.
Jing Siye took Zhu Wenqin into his arms and patted his back gently with his other hand, as if comforting a young child.
"I'm sorry for keeping Qin'er waiting for so long. I apologize."
He lowered his head and kissed Zhu Wenqin on the forehead. The warm touch instantly calmed Zhu Wenqin's heart.
Zhu Wenqin nestled in Jing Siye's arms, feeling the warmth coming from his body, and her heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.
Suddenly, Zhu Wenqin thought of something, looked at Jing Siye, raised the corner of his mouth, and secretly planned something in his heart:
[The prince has a chest injury, so can I take this opportunity to play a trick on him?]
[No, it should be a test.]
[See if he is good at that.]
[Anyway, he is injured and can’t do anything to me.] 】
Jing Siye, who was about to be tortured, quietly closed his hands.
"Your Highness~" Zhu Wenqin's tone suddenly changed, with a charming ending tone.
Jing Siye almost couldn't bear it with just this call.
Zhu Wenqin then laid on top of him, stretched out her fingers, and gently stroked Jing Siye's collarbone all the way down, her movements slow yet with a hint of deliberate teasing.
He raised his head slightly, and stared at Jing Siye with his watery eyes, full of cunning and boldness.
"Your Majesty, guess what Qin'er wants to do?"
Zhu Wenqin's voice was soft, and her warm breath sprayed on Jing Siye's neck, causing him to shiver unconsciously.
Jing Siye's breathing suddenly became rapid, and his cheeks, which were already slightly pale due to the injury, now turned slightly red.
He reached out and grabbed Zhu Wenqin's naughty hand, and said in a slightly hoarse voice:
"Qin'er, stop it, do you know what you are doing?"
Zhu Wenqin seemed not to have heard his warning. Not only did she not restrain herself, but she became even more aggressive.
His fingers lingered on the edge of Jing Siye's chest, deliberately avoiding the wound, but constantly moving around. The subtle touch made Jing Siye feel itchy.
"Your Majesty, Qin'er just wanted to see if you were really injured."
As Zhu Wenqin spoke, she blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering. Her innocent look formed a sharp contrast with his bold actions.
Jing Siye felt a hot current rushing to his forehead, and his rationality was almost completely destroyed at this moment.
He gritted his teeth, clenched the bed sheets tightly with both hands, and tried hard to control his impulse.
However, Zhu Wenqin did not intend to let him go. He followed the plot in the storybook and slowly leaned close to Jing Siye's ear, blew gently, and then licked his earlobe with the tip of his tongue.
Jing Siye's rational defenses collapsed. He didn't want to endure it anymore, so he turned over and pressed Zhu Wenqin under him.
The soft touch under his body and Zhu Wenqin's flustered yet somewhat innocent look made Jing Siye's breathing become heavier.
Zhu Wenqin was frightened by the sudden movement and let out a soft cry. She subconsciously tried to struggle with her limbs, but her body was firmly restrained by Jing Siye and she could not move at all.
At this moment, Zhu Wenqin felt the changes in the man's body.
The hot and hard touch pressed against him, startling him so much that his pupils instantly dilated and the blush on his face quickly spread to his ears.
He looked at Jing Siye in disbelief, his lips trembling slightly, but he couldn't utter a word.
When Jing Siye saw Zhu Wenqin's appearance, a special kind of pleasure surged in his heart.
He moved deliberately, and the shocking extent made Zhu Wenqin even more ashamed.
“Your Majesty…”
Zhu Wenqin cried, her voice full of panic and regret. She frantically held onto Jing Siye's shoulders with both hands, trying to push him away.
"Qin'er was just joking with you. You are injured.... Have a good rest."
Jing Siye had no intention of stopping:
"Qin'er, do you think this joke can end so easily? Do you know how hard it was for me to endure your actions just now?"
As he spoke, his hand slowly stroked Zhu Wenqin's cheek, his thumb gently stroking his lower lip, his eyes full of desire and possession.
Zhu Wenqin was frightened by his appearance. His hands were still on Jing Siye's shoulders, trying to push him away, but that little strength he had was like an ant trying to shake a tree in front of Jing Siye and was completely useless.
"My Lord, I...I was wrong."
Zhu Wenqin's voice was tearful. He really didn't expect that his prank would lead to such consequences.
Jing Siye looked at his pitiful appearance, and the desire in his heart burned even more fiercely.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke slowly:
"It's not okay to make a mistake. You have to accept the punishment."
After saying that, his lips covered Zhu Wenqin's soft body. He first gently held his lower lip and bit it with a little force, causing Zhu Wenqin to let out a soft cry.
Then, his tongue pried open Zhu Wenqin's pearly teeth, went straight in, and wantonly plundered the sweetness that belonged to him.
Zhu Wenqin felt her mind go blank, and her whole body was completely enveloped by Jing Siye's aura.
He wanted to struggle, but his body was limp and he had no strength at all.
After an unknown amount of time, Jing Siye finally ended this long and passionate kiss. He raised his head slightly, looked at Zhu Wenqin's swollen lips and blurred eyes, his heart full of satisfaction.
Zhu Wenqin thought Jing Siye would just let it go, but unexpectedly the man curled up his lips, grabbed his hand and kissed it, and then they moved down together.
The temperature in the room gradually dissipated until the early morning. Zhu Wenqin collapsed on the bed and couldn't move. She kept complaining in her heart:
[No wonder this man said kneeling for an hour was too short.]
[My two hands are so sore that I can't lift them up.]
[Who the hell spread the rumor that he can’t do it…]
Jing Siye raised the corners of his mouth, massaging his two unconscious hands while thinking:
After returning to the capital, I must nourish the little guy’s body more. Otherwise, if I really start to fight, I’m afraid... I won’t be able to survive a single round.
The next day, Zhu Wenqin woke up at noon. He felt dizzy and thought Jing Siye was still in a coma.
He subconsciously jumped up from the bed in shock, and suddenly his arm felt so sore and swollen that he gasped.
He finally came to his senses and gradually remembered the exciting events of last night. It turned out that the prince was really fine and should have gone out to do some work. Thinking of this, Zhu Wenqin breathed a long sigh of relief.
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