If it were any other time, Sang Liwan would definitely retort and have another argument with Jun Moyi.
But at the moment, she was still in shock and had no such thoughts at all. She just pulled her cloak, then pulled the corner of her mouth and said in a bad way: "Then your Majesty, punish me."
Her face was facing Jun Moyi's chest, and her neck was twisted into a very beautiful line.
Because she had just come out of the water in a hurry, her body was still wet when she put on her outer robe. Even though she put on two layers of clothes, she was almost soaked by water.
But they were two light-colored clothes.
After being soaked by water, it can hardly cover anything.
At this moment, she was staying in Jun Moyi's arms like a spring scene, and Jun Moyi subconsciously twirled the Buddhist beads in his hand.
His voice was very hoarse.
"Wanwan, how about you get off me first?"
Sang Liwan also wanted to, but she found that she was probably too frightened just now, so her hands and feet were a little out of control.
She bit her lip, and her originally pale face now had an abnormal layer of red, and even her usually bright eyes were covered with a layer of mist.
Feeling both ashamed and angry.
"I, my legs are weak." She stammered, her voice so soft that if Jun Moyi hadn't focused all his attention on her, he might not have heard it.
Jun Moyi lowered his head slightly and frowned, not daring to let Sang Liwan see the fire surging in his eyes.
Even though he now had the Buddhist beads in his hand, he still felt lustful.
At this moment, Sang Liwan moved dishonestly in his arms.
Her wet clothes were tangled with Jun Moyi's sleeves, revealing a section of her white shoulders.
Jun Moyi breathed heavily, and his hand subconsciously fell on the warm skin.
Sang Liwan couldn't help but shudder, probably because the beads in his hand felt cold.
She subconsciously raised her eyes and saw the dark color in Jun Moyi's eyes that he had not had time to hide.
"Wanwan." Jun Moyi's eyes turned slightly red, and his breathing became hot.
Hearing his voice, Sang Liwan raised her head, and Jun Moyi lowered his head, their noses touching each other, almost face to face.
At this moment, Sang Liwan clearly saw the inky flames rolling in Jun Moyi's eyes.
She couldn't help but shudder.
"Is it cold?"
Although Jun Moyi asked this, he had no intention of helping Sang Liwan pull up her clothes. He just covered the exposed white area with his palm tightly.
His palm was so hot that it almost burned Sang Liwan's heart.
"It's not cold."
Her skin was delicate and smooth, and felt great to the touch, making Jun Moyi unable to help but caress along the curves of her body.
Jun Moyi looks very different today than before.
Sang Liwan once thought that the handsome and elegant Jun Moyi was enough to fascinate her.
It was not until he saw Jun Moyi, whose eyes were red and exuded a dangerous aura, that Sang Liwan realized that he had been childish.
She knew clearly that she should push him away, but her hands were just loosely placed on his chest, gently tugging at his collar, which made her look like she was reluctant to give in.
Sang Liwan was almost crying.
【Why is this hand so disobedient? 】
[Sang Liwan, can you please stand up for yourself?]
[But with all the handsome men around, especially this stunning one, it's normal for me not to be competitive.]
If I say something that spoils the mood right now, I'll probably never forget this day until the day I die.
Hearing what was in her heart, the smile in Jun Moyi's eyes became more intense.
He remembered a sentence he had heard in Sang Liwan's heart.
"Wanwan, are you greedy for my body?"
"How do you know?" Sang Liwan replied subconsciously.
But she didn't realize what she had said until she had already said it.
She put her hands over her mouth and shook her head quickly, "No, it's not true."
However, Jun Moyi just chuckled, then held her wrist and slowly but firmly took away her hand that was covering her mouth.
"You admitted it, I heard it."
Sang Liwan opened her mouth and wanted to refute, but when she met Jun Moyi's eyes that seemed to see through everything, she couldn't say a word.
In the end, the two looked at each other for a long time, and Sang Liwan was the first to be defeated.
She sighed resignedly, "Yes."
"I'm very happy."
Hearing this, Sang Liwan suddenly raised his head, a little surprised, "I covet you, aren't you angry?"
Jun Moyi was puzzled, "Why are you angry?"
Sang Liwan frowned, "I once heard Yan Hui say that Prince An never allowed a woman to get within two steps of him."
"But aren't you sitting in my arms now?"
[Yes.]
Then Sang Liwan lowered his head and said nothing.
Jun Moyi was not in a hurry and continued to guide her slowly and steadily.
Soon, Sang Liwan discovered that Jun Moyi's hand was still on her.
She glanced at the large, bony hand and asked, "The prince's hand?"
“Wanwan is really irresistible.”
Sang Liwan's face turned red again. She was about to speak when Jun Moyi put a finger to her lips.
The soft touch made Jun Moyi rub it subconsciously.
His action surprised Sang Liwan. She gently opened her lips, and Jun Moyi was not aware that his fingertips touched the tip of her rosy tongue. Jun Moyi felt that the string that had been tense in his mind had finally broken.
Without waiting for Sang Liwan to move, he leaned over and kissed her hard.
So sweet and soft.
Sang Liwan was startled, and her hands, which had been pressing against his chest, subconsciously wanted to push him away. However, Jun Moyi seemed to have anticipated her action, and one hand firmly controlled her, preventing her from moving.
His face gradually began to turn red, his breathing became increasingly unstable, and there seemed to be a burning heat in his body that he could not completely suppress no matter how hard he tried.
Jun Moyi didn't expect that just a kiss would make him almost unable to control himself.
The body's impulses were clamoring wildly.
The sweet scent on her body also continues to tempt.
Jun Moyi almost used up all his strength to barely move himself away from her lips.
But when he saw Sang Liwan, whose face was flushed and looked charming, his whole body froze and he quickly closed his eyes, not daring to look again.
Jun Moyi tried hard to calm his breathing, trying to regain his sanity.
He had not forgotten that they were in the paddock and it was still daytime outside.
Even if he no longer cared about other people's opinions, he could not let Sang Liwan be criticized by others.
After an unknown amount of time, Jun Moyi slowly opened his eyes and saw that there seemed to be a small hook in the bottom of Sang Liwan's eyes.
His breathing stagnated and he quickly reached out to cover Sang Liwan's eyes.
He warned in a calm voice, "Wanwan, stop teasing me."
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