When Rong Qingqing heard him say this, her sexy Adam's apple bobbed.
She froze, and although she wanted to look away, she couldn't help but glance at it a few more times.
She only snapped back to reality when her fingers touched his firm muscles.
She stared in astonishment at his hand pressing down on the back of hers.
His fingers were well-defined, long, and slender; in modern times, they would be hands perfectly suited for playing the piano.
But why is he pressing his hand down at this moment?
Her face suddenly turned red.
Because he was pressing down on her hand, her palm was forced to press tightly against his body.
Even through the thin undergarment, one could clearly feel the firm texture of the muscles beneath...
Her frozen fingers had already warmed up under the warm wrapping.
But her mind uncontrollably began to depict his figure.
Just then, a muffled groan came from inside the carriage.
Rong Qingqing's wandering thoughts immediately returned, and she realized that she had unconsciously poked his body with her finger.
Even though there was clothing between them, her blatant behavior was truly...
Taking advantage of his inattention, she bit her lip, immediately withdrew her hand, tucked it into her sleeve, lowered her head, and remained silent.
Seeing her like this, Xie Jingrun wanted to tease her even more.
"You did that on purpose just now?"
Rong Qingqing looked at him blankly, "What did I do on purpose?"
Xie Jingrun looked at her knowingly, "It's alright, after we get married, I'll make sure you get your fill."
Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing's face immediately burned.
What is this jerk talking about? What's with all this talk about whether it's fun or not? Is she that kind of person?
She suppressed the flush rising to her face and said righteously, "How can Your Highness be so frivolous?"
"How am I frivolous?" Xie Jingrun leaned against the car wall next to her, lowered his head, and looked at her with a half-smile.
Rong Qingqing choked, and when she met his teasing gaze, she suddenly felt a little less confident.
Sure enough, the next moment Xie Jingrun said, "If I remember correctly, it was you who touched me just now."
"I didn't," Rong Qingqing argued, her face flushed. "I accidentally poked it."
"Anything can be excused by simply claiming it was an accident," Xie Jingrun said dismissively.
Rong Qingqing: "..."
Her lips moved, about to argue again, when suddenly the carriage stopped. She pulled back the curtain and saw that they had arrived at the Prince Su's residence. She breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "We've arrived." With that, she got up and slipped out.
Watching the girl flee in panic, Xie Jingrun curled his lips and leisurely followed behind her, getting off the carriage.
When Rong Qingqing saw him come down, she quickly said, "It's snowing, you don't need to see me in, you should go back to the palace quickly."
"Okay." Xie Jingrun didn't insist anymore, because he was afraid that once he sent her inside, she wouldn't want to leave.
Seeing that he was dressed so lightly, Rong Qingqing hesitated for a moment and asked, "Should I take off my trench coat and give it to you?"
Xie Jingrun was taken aback. Looking at the fluffy rabbit fur around her head, he thought that this cloak was for girls, but seeing the concern on the girl's face, he felt a warm current in his heart. "I'm not cold."
Rong Qingqing was a little incredulous. She reached out and squeezed his hand, only to find that his hand was not warm either. "But your hand is very cold."
Xie Jingrun was worried that his hands would be too cold for her, so he immediately withdrew them and put them behind his back. "Silly girl, whose hands aren't cold on a snowy night like this?"
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