Mu Wan shook her head for a long time and couldn't say anything. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Yan Shang like a fool.
Yan Shang was already embarrassed to say such words in her ear. Being stared at by Mu Wanyao, half of his face turned red. He was embarrassed and annoyed, and lowered his eyes. The hand holding Mu Wanyao was sweating, and he shrank back and supported his hand on the edge of the bed.
I feel so stupid for saying such a thing.
He stood up and was about to leave, but Mu Wanyao reacted very quickly, grabbing his hand and pulling him back.
And this time she not only pulled him back, she also stood up and turned around, pushing his shoulder with her fingers. Yan Shang was pushed down, and just like the days when Mu Wan teased him, she was not shy at all, she just sat on his legs and put her arms around his neck.
Mu Wanyao felt his thigh muscles suddenly tense up.
Mu Wanyao tried to hold back her laughter.
On the surface, she hugged him, pressed her face against his, and scratched his face with her sharp, cold nails. And when her fingertips scratched a little, the skin under her fingertips turned red.
She squinted at him and saw that he turned his face away, thinking that he was about to cook herself.
Mu Wanyao called him sweetly, "Brother Yan, please don't be like this. Every time I get close to you, you seem very nervous. Why are you always so nervous?"
Yan Shang’s mind was in a mess.
He lowered his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't want to say anything, but now that things had come to this, he could only admit: "I have never encountered a situation like yours, so I'm naturally nervous."
Mu Wan's eyes were as clear as spring water. She leaned against his face, hugged his neck, and kissed him lightly on the face.
I felt his body tense up and his waist straighten up, as if he wanted to stand up, but he suppressed it.
Mu Wan was surprised: "I just kissed you on the cheek, and you can't do it?"
Yan Shang complained: "You sat on my lap, hugged my neck, and your face was close to me... and you said you only kissed my face and blamed me."
Mu Wanyao loved his reaction.
Mu Wan shook his head and said, "So you want me to go away and let you sit alone quietly?"
She was about to get up, and Yan Shang, who had been dodging with his head tilted, seemed to be really panicked. He turned around and put his hand on her shoulder to stop her from leaving. He instinctively moved like this, pushing the girl down. Mu Wanyao looked at him with a half-smile, and he felt that he had made another useless move.
She was just teasing him and wouldn't leave.
Yan Shang was silent for a long time, feeling depressed and thinking that he had made a fool of himself again.
Seeing him with his eyes downcast, Mu Wanyao quickly comforted him: "Don't be like this. This is just a little fun between lovers. I didn't mean to bully you. It's just that seeing you like this... I couldn't help it."
Seeing him being so serious in public, I wanted to tease him like this in private. Seeing him being upright and dignified among the court officials, I wanted to take off his clothes in private, watch him breathe, and watch him make sounds that he would never reveal in normal times.
Such is the nature of human evil.
Mu Wan hugged Yan Shang and kissed him again and again, sweetly. Yan Shang blushed, but he was kissed by her again and again, and his stiff expression finally softened. He raised his eyes to look at her, and just met her eyes that were lowered to peek at him.
Eyes met.
Mu Wanyao whispered: "You don't seem so nervous anymore, did you notice?"
Yan Shang's mind was a mess right now, he said vaguely: "Hmm."
Mu Wan shook her fingers and rubbed a strand of black hair from behind his ear, playing with it on her fingertips. She sat in his arms for a long time, teasing him for a long time, and now whispered in his ear: "Are you really not satisfied?"
Yan Shang was stunned and asked, "What?"
After he finished speaking, he realized that ever since Mu Wan started sitting on his lap, she had been testing his reaction, testing his previous words "unsatisfied".
Yan Shang couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He complained a little: "It's true. You, you... just care about your own comfort and don't pay any attention to me."
Mu Wanyao's eyes widened: "No way! Are you really uncomfortable with me like this?"
She didn't believe it, and reached for his waist. Yan Shang had relaxed before, but was frightened again by her touch, and grabbed her hand to stop her from touching. But Mu Wanyao's fingers had already touched it a little, and he already felt it... Mu Wanyao looked at him sideways, as if she suspected that he was lying to her.
Yan Shang's lips trembled, and his face turned red and stiff.
There were many things he didn't like to say, but Mu Wanyao really forced him to say them. Yan Shang struggled for a long time, and finally felt that after all, it was private, and Mu Wanyao would not say anything to others.
He then said: "That's just how I am. That's why I'm...unsatisfied."
Mu Wan shook: "Are you comfortable?"
Yan hasn't spoken yet.
Mu Wan put her petal-like lips against his face, her breath spraying on his face: "Do you feel comfortable with me like this?"
Yan Shang nodded slowly.
Mu Wanyao smiled so hard that her eyes curved up. She hugged his neck and was almost breathless because of his cuteness: "Oh, it turns out that Yan Erlang feels comfortable and painful at the same time.
"Then you are a real genius. When you feel pain, you block out the comfort. Just stay away from me and don't let me touch you. In this way, you will naturally no longer feel uncomfortable, but your 'comfort' will also be gone, right?"
Yan Shang's eyes turned red because of her, and he grabbed her wrist and whispered, "Don't say anything!"
Mu Wan smiled as she buried her head in his neck, and then stuck out her tongue to tease him. He hummed, and when he moved away, he looked at her in shock, speechless. He obviously didn't expect that she would stick out her tongue to tease him when they were talking properly. This time, his neck also turned red.
Mu Wanyao buried her head lazily in his neck, with Yan Shang covering her mouth.
Why would Mu Wanyao mind this?
He looked down and saw her little face leaning on his shoulder. He covered her nose and below, revealing only a pair of soft and charming eyes like a kitten. His body was hot when he was stared at by her soft eyes. When he was a little stunned, he felt someone licking his palm.
He suddenly withdrew his hand and stopped covering Mu Wanyao's mouth.
Even a peaceful person like Yan Shang was a little annoyed: "Don't be like this! You always tease me like this, making me feel, making me feel...you are bullying me."
Mu Wanyao's eyes widened: "You think I'm bullying you? I'm bullying you in the first place. I like seeing you like this."
Yan Shang frowned. Her breath was so fragrant. He felt a little, a little... a little uncomfortable.
Not knowing what was on Yan Shang's mind, Mu Wanyao held his hand with great joy and kissed the back of his hand. He trembled slightly.
She looked down at the long fingers of her lover in her hand and sighed, "Such long fingers, so beautiful."
After a while, Yan Shang whispered, "You kissed me again."
Mu Wan raised her head and looked at him for a while, then said slowly: "You can kiss me back."
Yan Shang was stunned for a moment, and looked down at her strangely: "But don't you dislike me taking the initiative?"
Mu Wan shook: "..."
The two looked at each other in silence for a while.
Yan Shang was stunned: "... Actually, you don't dislike it that much, right?"
Mu Wanyao smiled slightly. It was no longer the smile that was used to tease him just now, but a genuine, light smile that showed some fondness.
She leaned on his shoulder intently, looking up at him, and immediately understood Yan Shang's dilemma. It's not that he doesn't like this kind of thing, on the contrary, he likes it very much. But because she doesn't like him to take the initiative, he rarely asks for it.
Sometimes, she would leave as soon as he took the initiative.
So Yan Shang felt that she didn't like it.
If she doesn't like it, he will give up.
That's why he said he couldn't be satisfied.
Mu Wanyao whispered: "If I don't like it, will you give up the initiative?"
Yan Shang looked down at her and said, "I thought you would be happy with this."
Mu Wan smiled, she was indeed very happy.
She reached out and gently brushed his chin, feeling the light stubble. He had grown up, he was already nineteen years old... and she was almost twenty. She didn't meet this man at the best time, but he had elegant features and a gentle temperament, how good was that.
Mu Wanyao stroked Yan Shang's eyebrows, and Yan Shang's gaze was fixed on the gentle waves in her eyes without avoiding.
Mu Wanyao suddenly said, "Yan Shang."
Yan Shang whispered: “Hmm?”
Mu Wanyao said coldly: "Actually, you don't like me as much as I like you."
Yan Shang looked at her in surprise; he felt the room was a little hot.
Mu Wanyao smiled and said softly, "I have been attracted to you for a long time. I was a little bit attracted to you when I was in Lingnan before... but I suppressed it. Later, I saw you again in the humble house you stayed in Yongshou Temple in Chang'an.
"It was raining heavily at the time. Juyuan pushed open the wooden door, and I saw you standing up from under the pile of books. You slowly raised your face, with long eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and light red lips... At that time, my heartbeat suddenly accelerated. When I looked at you at that time, I felt that something I had let go had come back to find me.
"But you didn't feel anything at that time, right?"
Yan Shang felt a little dizzy, and a feeling of annoyance arose in his heart, making him feel that the house was too hot. Could it be that the charcoal was too warm?
He looked at Mu Wan apologetically and shook his head, indicating that he didn't hear what she said clearly and asked if she could repeat it. But when he opened his mouth to speak, Mu Wan shook her finger to cover her mouth, indicating that he should not speak.
Her voice was still cold: "In fact, you have never particularly liked me. Just like you said, you are very indifferent to feelings. Because you have given your many feelings to your family, friends, teachers, and colleagues. You have divided your feelings too much, so you don't care about love.
"You treat me well for many reasons. Of course, I believe that one of the reasons is that I am very cute. Otherwise, why don't you treat other girls as well?"
She praised herself as "cute", but under Yan Shang's gaze, she finally failed and blushed slightly.
Yan Shang was suppressing his irritability and trying to listen to what she was saying. He had to look into her eyes to keep his attention.
Only then can I stop thinking about her pretty eyes, her face looks so soft and feels the same, her lips look so pretty and even prettier when they open and close...
Mu Wan shook her eyelashes and avoided his somewhat hot gaze.
She continued to speak her mind: "You don't like me as much as I like you. But when you convinced yourself to be with me, you started to try to get close to me and make this relationship work. Everything I said and did was from my heart, and you planned to treat me well.
"I like you but I don't put my heart into it, and you don't like me that much but you put your heart into it. The two of us are really... ridiculous.
"You're blushing now, and your heart is beating faster... But it's because it's your first time talking about love with someone, so it's inevitable."
Yan Shang said softly: "You said that, it makes me feel... I am a failure. Are you blaming me for not loving you enough but acting nice to you? But what is the best love? I already like you. Are you, are you..."
He was too sad to speak.
Because the remaining few words are separated from him.
As Mu Wanyao spoke, Yan Shang became a little irritated, and he was trying to suppress it. However, after hearing her words, he was confused for a moment, not knowing why it was like this. Can feelings be compared like this? Is she going to hurt his heart again and again...
Mu Wanyao smiled slightly and slowly explained: "What I mean is that I don't think I'm very good to you. It was obviously me who fell in love first, but you insisted on taking the initiative to manage this relationship. I do have some problems in this regard because of some things.
"Yanshang, please be more tolerant of me and don't let go of my hand easily, okay? I may be terrible... but I will try my best."
Yan Shang was stunned. He looked at her in a daze, forgetting the irritability in his body and letting it swallow him up, making his face even redder and his mind a little dizzy.
He murmured, "Aren't you going to separate from me?"
Mu Wan shook: "..."
She sat up straight, her eyes wide open, her eyes spitting fire: "Where did I say I wanted to break up with you? Do you understand other people's kindness so well?
Yan Shang: “…”
He looked into her fiery eyes and knew that she was not going to separate from him. He felt relieved and had time to think about other things. For example, when he looked into her eyes, he thought of how her eyes would be wide open when she was angry, which was really cute and lovely... It made people want to kiss her.
He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to put it into action. He felt that it was not good for him to think about these things when others were talking to him seriously.
However, Yan Shang restrained himself so much, but Mu Wanyao was not as good as him. When she saw him smile, her heart was moved. When she did not suppress her emotions, she could see how much she liked Yan Shang.
She liked him so much for being such a gentle gentleman...and he looked so cute blushing now.
Mu Wan leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
Yan Shang was being tortured by lustful thoughts in his heart, and he was thinking over and over again about what Mu Wanyao had said, wondering how he should open up to her. When he was in such a state of confusion, she kissed his lips. He was startled and leaned back.
When he leaned back, Yan Shang didn't know what happened and couldn't control his body balance. He fell down and lay on the bed.
This meant that he was pressed down and kissed by Mu Wan again.
Yan Shang's face flushed again, and when he was about to get up, the tongue on his lips touched him, signaling him to open his mouth. He couldn't help but open his mouth, but she didn't come in. Yan Shang waited for a long time, but he didn't get the intoxicating touch that he usually got.
It made him feel uncomfortable and lost.
He opened his eyes and looked at Mu Wanyao who was lying in his arms, still hugging his neck.
Mu Wan waved her hand against his neck, her lips touching his, and said in surprise: "You are sweating. Why are you getting nervous again?"
Yan Shang also felt that he was sweating, and he didn't dare to look into her eyes. He lay on the warm mattress and turned his face away with embarrassment: "I'm sorry..."
Mu Wanyao was even more surprised: "Silly boy, why are you saying 'sorry' for this? I don't blame you. It's so cute and funny that you get nervous like this."
Mu Wan blushed, looked at him again and again with some attachment, and lowered her head to kiss his eyes and nose. She was so passionate that Yan Shang suddenly reached out and covered her mouth. He actually hugged her back, held her in his arms, and leaned sideways on the bed.
Holding Mu Wanyao, they lay down sideways together. The two looked at each other face to face.
Mu Wan was surprised that he actually pulled her down, and she narrowed her eyes.
Yan Shang said softly: "Your Highness, can I kiss you?"
Mu Wan shook her head in confusion: "What do you mean? Am I not kissing you?"
Yan Shang: "I want to kiss you, not you kiss me."
The bed curtains were not drawn yet, and he and she were lying on the bed together. The small space seemed to give rise to a lot more warmth and boldness.
Yan Shang said boldly: "Can you let me take the initiative for once? Let me kiss you properly? Next time...next time I'll let you come, okay?"
In the evening, he hesitated and hesitated.
She frowned in some confusion. She didn't dislike Yan Shang, she was afraid that she would... afraid that she would not be able to help showing a bad expression and hit him.
She was afraid that his initiative would remind her of bad things... She couldn't bear to see Yan Shang get hurt for such a ridiculous reason.
Mu Wanyao was embarrassed and could only mumble, "Isn't it good for me to take the initiative? I'll take longer this time to satisfy you, isn't that good?"
Yan Shang shook his head.
He said: “I also want to take the initiative.”
Mu Wanyao said, "It's not like you haven't had this before."
When they were lying on the bed and almost fell asleep for the first time, wasn't it him who took the initiative to kiss her? When they were watching the snow on the city wall that night, wasn't it him who took the initiative?
Yan Shang blushed, but he said, "It's different... I didn't understand it at that time."
He said stubbornly: "Can you let me do it once?"
Alas, he even had to discuss this matter with her in a gentle voice... Mu Wan shook her head for a long time, and said in a dilemma: "You kissed badly."
Yan Shang was actually a little unhappy.
He endured it and said, "That was before... I have done it... so many times now. I have learned it. It won't be painful, Yaoyao. Please let me do it once, just once."
He even started to call her "Yaoyao" in a daze.
When he called her "Yaoyao" in a soft and mellow voice, Mu Wanyao actually felt a little soft-hearted and wanted to nod. Yan Shang didn't know what was going on, and he kept calling her "Your Highness" and "Your Highness", pushing the relationship between the two of them far apart in front of outsiders.
He would occasionally call out "Yaoyao", which would make Mu Wanyao very happy.
Mu Wanyao had actually decided to endure her expression, forcing herself not to think about the past, and let Yan Shang enjoy it once. But she still teased him a little: "If you call me 'Sister Yaoyao', I will let you come."
Yan Shang’s voice was soft and gentle: “Yaoyao sister.”
Mu Wan was stunned.
Her heart instantly fell, and she couldn't believe it. She didn't believe Yan Shang would give in so easily. He usually wouldn't...
However, this time it was not her turn to think about it.
He propped himself up, leaned up a little, and leaned over to kiss her. He took the initiative and guided her.
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Mu Wanyao was very nervous.
She clutched the mattress tightly, afraid that she would push him away. She was afraid that she would not be as emotional as she was the last two times, which would be a blow to Yan Shang...
However, when his lips touched hers, it felt like snow was falling gently on her heart.
Mu Wan was startled.
The hands that were tightly gripping the mattress beneath him gradually loosened.
She closed her eyes and let his kiss fall like sweet spring water and dew.
She seemed to be embraced by the spring breeze and embraced by the clear snow. The corners of her lips felt numb, and her heart softened. The fog in her heart was dispersing, and the iceberg was sinking down. The iceberg was melting little by little, and spring was getting closer and closer... She felt it very clearly.
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Mu Wan's hairpins fell down, and her long hair spread out and fell into Yan Shang's hands. In the slender hands of the man, a handful of hair was a beautiful dark waterfall.
Yan Shang whispered: "Your Highness, are you crying? Am I not okay?"
Mu Wan shook her head. She closed her eyes and she didn't know if her eyelashes were wet. She hugged his neck and let him hold her.
Yan Shang held her in his arms, and saw that her eyes were red, and her closed eyelashes were tangled with water. This beauty, lying in his arms, was too charming. Her snow-white skin was tinged with pink, her lips were lightly bitten, and the corners of her eyes were curled up, revealing a little light. Her feathery eyelashes trembled, and she was radiant.
With desire, she is like a poppy. Without desire, she is a pure and beautiful peony.
She was like a peony, actually a little withered, but he felt as if if he kissed her, she would bloom again... Could he really make her bloom?
When Yan Shang was staring at her in a trance, Mu Wanyao quietly opened one eye and looked at him. There was a mischievous look in her eyes, and she stretched out her arm without even looking at him. Her clothes were a little messy because of the two people's mischief. When she stretched out her arm, the sleeves gently slipped down, revealing her snow-white arms that were as white as jade and glowed softly.
Yan Shang thought she was reaching out to ask for a hug, so he leaned over to hug her. Unexpectedly, she put her hands behind his neck and gently pulled upwards, tearing off his hairband. His long hair slid down his shoulders, and a few strands fell on her face.
Mu Wan buried her head in his arms and laughed, as naughty as a little fox.
Yan Shang said hoarsely: "Naughty."
He paused, endured the discomfort, and said: "I'm done kissing you, I can compensate you. What do you want?"
Mu Wanyao looked at him strangely. Was he really so stupid?
She said, “I just want you.”
Yan Shang was stunned for a moment, then said sincerely: "Then I hope you can get me."
Mu Wan shook: "..."
Yan Shang held on for a long time, then swayed, and he lay down, staring at her. He was a little confused, with a hint of desire in the corners of his eyes, but he murmured softly: "Can I...stay here tonight?"
Muwan shook his head in silence.
I thought to myself, haven’t I already agreed? What are you asking?
Mu Wanyao didn't answer, but Yan Shang obviously couldn't hold on any longer. He closed his eyes and said vaguely: "I... I feel a little uncomfortable."
Mu Wanyao: "...Isn't it normal for you to feel uncomfortable? You are...not right."
She saw that his eyes were closed and his face was so red, but he was lying beside her, unable to hold himself up like before... Mu Wanyao quickly got up, knelt beside him, and patted his face: "Yan Shang, Yan Shang? What's wrong with you?"
She touched his face and was shocked by how hot it was.
Mu Wan shook and pushed him, but he couldn't even open his eyes, as if he had fainted.
Mu Wanyao was shocked and felt like crying: "Yan Shang, Yan Shang...what's going on? Why did you suddenly become like this? Do you have an incurable disease that you didn't tell me?"
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In the dead of night, Princess Danyang secretly invited the imperial physician to come to her mansion.
The imperial physician saw that Princess Danyang looked listless and pale, as if she had been crying.
Not daring to look any further, the imperial physician hurried to diagnose the patient.
Mu Wanyao stood anxiously behind the imperial physician, feeling very flustered. The imperial physician turned around and gave Mu Wanyao a strange look.
The evening was shaking.
She held her hands nervously, but her face was tense and very indifferent: "What's wrong with him? Tell the truth. I can bear it."
She thought that if Yan Shang really had an incurable disease...she was a princess, so could there be no way she could save him?
Even if we summon all the famous doctors in the world, we must cure him.
The Imperial Physician spoke slowly and in a strange tone: "My lord, this is... If I am not mistaken, you are just drunk."
Mu Wan shook: "......?"
She denied it: "Nonsense, he didn't...ah."
She suddenly shut up.
I remember.
Yan Shang didn't drink.
But Mu Wanyao drank a lot. One night when Yan Shang was having dinner, Mu Wanyao was bored and kept drinking.
She hugged him for a long time, and most importantly... he kissed her in the end.
We kissed for a long time.
Maybe the wine in her mouth flowed into his mouth...
He just fell down.
It was just a little bit of wine...really just a little bit in my mouth.
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Mu Wanyao looked at the useless young man on the bed with disdain.
After such a misunderstanding, Mu Wanyao felt that the maids standing in the room all lowered their heads, but they were all trying to hold back their laughter.
She said angrily with a cold face: "Send the guest away!"
Maid Xia Rong whispered: "Do you want to make a hangover soup?"
Mu Wanyao became even angrier: "No need!"
Xia Rong said, "But isn't Erlang going to the official temple tomorrow? If he doesn't wake up...what should we do if the official temple sends someone to ask?"
Mu Wanyao: ...That would be so embarrassing that everyone in the world would know about it.
With a wicked smile on her lips, she snorted, "Then let everyone laugh at our Yan Xiaoer. I heard that our Yan Xiaoer has a lot of friends, right?"
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