Chapter 207 Practice

Everyone says that Prince Yu of the Rong Palace is a playboy and often hangs out in the streets of prostitutes.

But people don't know that Yu Yuan just went there to drink, watch dancing, and listen to music, and didn't do anything else.

"Shameless!" Sun Yijun blushed and felt ashamed.

Compared with other ladies, although Sun Yijun is bold and unrestrained, the relationship between men and women is the bottom line for girls, and she has never experienced it, so she feels very ashamed.

Yu Yuan is different. He is a man, and he is used to seeing others being affectionate, so he has no shame.

Facing Sun Yijun's scolding, Yu Yuan said calmly: "Love between men and women is natural, how can you be shameless?"

"We are going to get married in a few months. Can't you do anything with me after marriage? Then how can we have children? What's the point of getting married?"

"You...you..." Sun Yijun was annoyed and embarrassed, choking and unable to speak.

"Yijun, don't you like what I did to you just now?"

Yu Yuan looked at the person in front of him with a face as rosy as peach blossoms, eyes full of autumn water, and red lips as moist as ripe cherries in April, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

How come he forgot what it felt just now.

Sun Yijun wanted to scold Yu Yuan for being shameless, but before she could say anything, she saw Yu Yuan staring at her like a hungry wolf, and suddenly she had a bad feeling in her heart.

"You...what do you want to do?" Sun Yijun's mind was alarmed, and she shrank back on the snow.

Yu Yuan grabbed her arm, leaned close to her, and said softly: "Practice in advance, so that you won't be unable to do it on the wedding day."

Practice, there is no such thing as practicing in advance!

Sun Yijun raised her hand, wanting to slap Yu Yuan to wake him up.

However, Yu Yuan, who was usually clumsy and always beaten by her, suddenly became alert at this time, and quickly raised his hand to grab her wrist and held her tightly.

In the midst of Sun Yijun's shock, Yu Yuan got what he wanted and kissed her seductive red lips again.

Sun Yijun leaned back, and Yu Yuan pressed closer, and finally the two of them lost their balance and fell backwards on the snow again.

"Yijun, your lips are so fragrant and soft." Yu Yuan murmured, sucking, grinding, and biting them gently as if he was tasting a delicious delicacy.

"Hmm——" How could the inexperienced Sun Yijun withstand such teasing, and was forced to moan softly by Yu Yuan.

This voice fell into Yu Yuan's ears, like affirmation, encouragement, and invitation.

Yu Yuan's heart was churning, his expression was excited, and he opened his pale lips slightly to open the way with his long tongue, conquering the city and plundering the land.

The inexperienced Sun Yijun could not resist, and was defeated, causing her to moan.

Yu Yuan went further and forced her to entangle with him endlessly.

The moan that escaped from her throat made Sun Yijun feel extremely embarrassed, and a sense of shame and resentment arose in her heart.

Why was she the one who was forced to endure it?

Unconvinced, Sun Yijun took advantage of Yu Yuan's unpreparedness, turned over and pressed Yu Yuan down.

Their lips were forced to separate, and Yu Yuan stared at Sun Yijun in astonishment, not understanding what she was going to do.

Sun Yijun looked down at Yu Yuan's burning red lips, gritted her teeth, and lowered her head to kiss him.

She had to get back at him.

Yu Yuan was stunned, as he didn't expect Sun Yijun to take the initiative to kiss him.

Although he was pleasantly surprised, Sun Yijun was really inexperienced at kissing and didn't know how to kiss at all. His lips and tongue were hurt by the collision.

"Yijun..." Yu Yuan panted and pushed her away.

Sun Yijun stared at him shyly, and bit Yu Yuan's lower lip as if to vent her anger.

"Hiss!" Yu Yuan's head shuddered in pain, and he gasped and said, "Are you born

in the year of the dog?" Sun Yijun said righteously, "Yes, I am. Didn't you see it when we exchanged the engagement letter?"

Yu Yuan felt that his breath was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak.

Seeing him stupefied, Sun Yijun looked proud and relaxed.

The snow was cold, Yu Yuan supported himself to get up, licked the wound on his lips with the tip of his tongue, and spat out a mouthful of blood foam under the plum tree, like a plum blossom withering.

This girl, she was too cruel, she really bit!

"Just wait and see how I will deal with you after we get married." Yu Yuan gritted his teeth in anger, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Sun Yijun sneered disdainfully, "It's not certain who will deal with whom."

"You!" Yu Yuan was annoyed and upset.

He was upset, and Sun Yijun was relieved.

On the way back, Sun Yijun was in a very good mood, picking and looking at the plum blossoms that she liked while walking. Yu Yuan followed her with a depressed look on his face, like a lovelorn man.

In the flat and spacious open space between the plum trees, Zhou Boxu and Yu Lan sat at a square table drinking tea and enjoying the scenery. Jiang Shu sat by the brazier with a soup pot in her arms, asking Yu Zheng to draw her portrait.

Yu Zheng used the plum trees and snow as the background to depict a picture of a beautiful woman.

When Yu Yuan and Sun Yijun came back, Yu Zheng had almost finished the painting.

"Hey, Brother Zheng is painting." Yu Yuan and Sun Yijun went over to take a look curiously.

In the painting, Jiang Shu sat lazily, with a white fox fur red awning and the red plum blossoms on the snow behind her complementing each other, as beautiful as the plum blossom fairy incarnate.

"Tsk, Brother Zheng is really amazing, it looks just like a real person." Yu Yuan was amazed and smacked his lips.

Sun Yijun looked at the painting, then at Jiang Shu, and felt that what Yu Yuan said was very vivid.

"Is it finished so quickly?" Jiang Shu's almond eyes lit up, and he stood up to take a look.

"Is this really me?" Jiang Shu looked at the person in the painting, a little bit unbelievable.

People look at others very clearly, but when they look at themselves, they always feel a little strange.

Sun Yijun affirmed: "It's you, the painting is as beautiful as the real person."

"Brother Zheng, you are so good at painting, can you draw a picture for me too?" Yu Yuan looked expectant.

Yu Zheng's dark eyes were fixed on the scroll, and he was too lazy to even look at him, and said directly: "I don't have time."

Yu Yuan: "..." Isn't he free today?

"What's there to paint with your character? Let's go, drink tea and warm up by the fire." Sun Yijun dragged Yu Yuan away.

The two of them had been lying in the snow for so long that they were freezing.

Jiang Shu stood beside Yu Zheng and saw that the back of his hands were red from the frostbite. She said distressedly, "Husband, warm your hands first and then paint after they are warm."

Yu Zheng's pen didn't stop, and he said as he sketched: "There are still some details of the scenery and clothes. You go have some snacks and drink tea first, I'll come after I'm done."

Painting in the snow, his hands are naturally cold.

But Yu Zheng has his own habits. When he concentrates on doing something, he must finish it. Otherwise, if he puts it aside halfway, he will always worry about it.

Seeing Yu Zheng's serious face, Jiang Shu knew that persuasion would not move him, so she slowly walked to the square table.

If she didn't make trouble, he could finish the painting faster.

There were already a few branches of plum blossoms in the vase on the table, and Sun Yijun put the ones she picked aside. Several people gathered around the square table to eat fruit, drink hot tea and chat. |

The charcoal fire in the braziers around was jumping and burning, dispelling the coldness around them.

Jiang Shu was facing Yu Yuan, and saw the small wound on Yu Yuan's lower lip, and said in surprise: "What's wrong with Yu Yuan's mouth?"

She vaguely remembered that Yu Yuan's mouth was fine when he came.

Because of Jiang Shu's words, Yu Lan and Zhou Boxu also looked at Yu Yuan's lips, and even Yu Zheng, who was painting, raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"A dog bite." Yu Yuan glanced at Sun Yijun angrily.

Sun Yijun drank hot tea leisurely, pretending not to see it.

Jiang Shu and others glanced at the two of them, knowing what was going on, and smiled without saying anything.

That was the price of a kiss.