Chapter 83 No Strength
The words uttered by Zhao Fangye reached Song Huaixi's ears very clearly.
A pretty fair face suddenly flushed.
Although she felt shy, Song Huaixi still nestled obediently in Zhao Fangye's arms. She buried her head in his chest and did not struggle.
Seeing him being so well-behaved, Zhao Fangye let out a soft chuckle from his throat.
Holding him, he kicked the door open.
Song Huaixi was gently placed on the bed. Zhao Fangye turned around, closed the door and lit the candle in the room.
Thinking that Song Huaixi didn't like very bright candlelight, he stopped lighting the candle. He turned and walked towards the bed.
Lying on the bed, Song Huaixi opened his eyes wide and looked at the tall figure leaning towards him.
The bed curtains were drawn, and the dim candlelight shone through the cloth into the bed.
His eyes stayed on Zhao Fangye's beautiful face, and Song Huaixi heard a dense drumbeat in his chest.
Boom boom boom...
A handsome face slowly approached, and Song Huaixi stared at him without blinking with his dark eyes. I felt like my breathing was about to stop, and I felt inexplicably nervous.
After all, they hadn't seen each other for a while, and Song Huaixi had always been a little shy about being honest with each other on the bed.
Just when he was about to purse his lips and close his eyes, waiting for the imaginary kiss, he felt a warm breath by his ear.
Zhao Fangye leaned over to his ear, and his deep voice with a smile came into his ears: "Huai Xi, breathe in."
"Are you nervous?"
Zhao Fangye slowly stroked his cheek, which had become red from holding his breath, with his thumb, and his narrow eyes smiled even more brightly.
His eyelashes fluttered, and Song Huaixi saw the narrow smile in his eyes. My ears felt hot, and I felt a little embarrassed. I put my hands over my eyes and whispered,
"Um......"
Little did he know that in Zhao Fangye's eyes, this look was like a blatant temptation, making him unable to resist the urge to eat the person under him in one go.
But Zhao Fangye couldn't bear to do so. He always paid attention to Song Huaixi's feelings when it came to matters in bed. As long as Song Huaixi showed the slightest reluctance, Zhao Fangye would stop immediately.
Love is not the indulgence of one party, but the acceptance and tolerance of both parties.
The gentle kiss was filled with Zhao Fangye's unique scent, and their lips and teeth were intertwined. Song Huaixi's soft lips were bitten lightly.
Zhao Fangye also took off the arm covering his eyes and pressed it on the bed with his fingers clasped together. The tense mood was inexplicably relieved at this moment.
Surrounded by the familiar scent, Song Huaixi felt as if he had been drinking and his body became dizzy.
She couldn't help but let out a comfortable whimper, and her whole body tightly wrapped around Zhao Fangye's strong body like a vine.
When the emotions reached a deep level, Song Huaixi's body trembled slightly. The clothes on her body had long disappeared during the sexual intercourse, leaving only a piece of underwear hanging loosely on her body.
There is a feeling of being reluctant but also accepting, with a young and innocent face under the messy hair.
I believe no man can resist this scene.
Zhao Fangye's eyes were filled with lust as he held the waist of the person in his arms. Breathing heavily, with a restrained tone: "Huai Xi, is this okay?"
Biting her lips, Song Huaixi lowered her eyelashes, and her slightly pink lips were glistening with water.
She propped herself up, put her arms around his neck, and leaned her sweaty face on Zhao Fangye's shoulder.
Nodding gently: "Yes...ok..."
The next second, a short gasp suddenly came from the room, mixed with a low soothing voice.
The moonlight outside the window is bright, and the mottled shadows of the trees are reflected on the window lattice.
The wind blew at night, and the mottled shadows of the trees swayed in the evening breeze, sometimes violently and sometimes gently.
The next day, open your eyes. Song Huaixi turned over in bed.
I felt the blanket beside me had become cold.
Lying on the mattress and not wanting to get up, Song Huaixi felt refreshed all over. It should be that Zhao Fangye held him and took a bath last night. The clothes still had the faint scent of soapberry.
The only thing that bothered him was that his waist was sore.
Chunhua knocked on the door outside and asked, "Princess, are you awake?"
Song Huaixi responded, and Chunhua came in with toiletries: "Princess, have you rested well? The prince told us not to let you sleep too long. He said you should have some breakfast, otherwise you will be exhausted."
I don’t know which word irritated Song Huaixi. Chunhua watched Song Huaixi’s face turn red without any warning.
"Princess?" Chunhua quickly ran over and touched his forehead. He murmured, "Strange, he doesn't have a fever either?"
"Princess, are you feeling unwell?"
Song Huaixi covered her face with both hands and shook her head: "No... I don't feel uncomfortable..."
He just thought about what Zhao Fangye said to him last night.
On the bed, Song Huaixi's hair was soaked with sweat and he looked like he had been fished out of the water. Zhao Fangye put his arms around his waist and saw that Song Huaixi was so tired that he couldn't even lift his fingers.
She frowned slightly: "Huai Xi, you have no strength now? It seems that you should eat more, you get tired too quickly."
It was just one time, and Zhao Fangye just satisfied his craving, but Song Huaixi became so tired.
Holding his thin body, Zhao Fangye was determined to feed him and make him fatter, as he was too weak.
Otherwise it will easily cause disharmony.
Listening to his words, Song Huaixi felt a little unconvinced. It was clearly Zhao Fangye’s fault.
She struggled to open her eyes and grabbed his strong arm to protest: "It's obviously you who are too fierce... It took so long... I'm so tired..."
Zhao Fangye's eyes were full of doting. Seeing that he was angry, he quickly coaxed him, "Okay, okay, it's your husband's fault. Be good, go to sleep when you are tired. I won't bother you anymore."
Firstly, Song Huaixi was tired, and secondly, Zhao Fangye didn't want him to be unable to get out of bed the next day.
Get out of bed, wash up, and get dressed. Chaolu brought in breakfast.
Song Huaixi sat at the table and looked at the food in front of him which was twice as much as usual.
Holding the chopsticks, he looked at Chaolu in confusion and said, "There are so many things today. Are you going to celebrate a festival?"
Chunhua burst out laughing: "Haha, Princess. Today is not a festival. The prince has ordered that the princess should eat more since she is too thin. Don't be too picky about food."
"Ah?" Song Huaixi looked at the food in front of him, frowned and muttered: "How can I finish this..."
"Princess, please eat more. The prince is right. I see that you didn't eat well during the journey and you have lost some weight." Chunhua stepped forward to serve him the food: "Eat more!"
In the end, Song Huaixi stuffed his stomach with breakfast and felt like the food was about to overflow from his throat.
He stood up and ran to the yard and said, "I feel so bloated, I need to digest the food..."
The spring weather was beautiful these days, and Song Huaixi was walking aimlessly in the mansion. He had originally intended to take the little wolf with him, but the little wolf ran off somewhere and Song Huaixi didn't see it.
As they walked, Song Huaixi arrived at the garden in the backyard.
I was looking at the peach blossoms in full bloom when I turned my head and suddenly a strange face appeared in my sight.
There was a scar on his face running from his brow to his temple. A handsome face was turned into a terrifying one.
"ah!"
Song Huaixi let out a short cry of fright.
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