"Yeah?"
Jun Moyi asked in a low voice, obviously not taking Sang Liwan's words seriously.
After all, he could actually hear Sang Liwan's inner thoughts.
Can't control yourself?
He wanted to see how his good princess could lose control of herself.
Jun Moyi had some teasing thoughts in his mind.
He looked at Sang Liwan with an unfathomable look, and even if Sang Liwan wanted to pretend not to know, it was impossible.
In addition, she knew that her thoughts about Jun Moyi were unclear, and when she met his dark eyes, she felt inexplicably guilty.
"You, what are you looking at me doing?"
"My princess is beautiful, with eyes and eyebrows as picturesque as a painting. How can I not bear to look at her?"
While speaking, Jun Moyi deliberately kneaded Sang Liwan's palm, and looked at the person in his arms trembling with satisfaction, and then stared at him like a cat with its fur standing on end.
But the people who did the bad things still looked innocent.
"Why are you looking at me like that, Princess?"
[Okay, okay, you're actually acting with me? ]
Jun Moyi knew that Sang Liwan was always smart, and he never thought that his cheap and shameless lies could really fool her.
I just feel good looking at Sang Liwan like this.
After this happened so many times, Jun Moyi felt that he was really sick.
Sang Liwan didn't indulge his bad habits. She directly raised the hand they were holding, looked at him with a fake smile and asked, "What are you doing with your hand, Your Majesty?"
Jun Moyi looked at her angry look, and not only did he not feel guilty, but he pinched her hand again.
I have to say, Sang Liwan's hands are so soft and boneless that Jun Moyi was really addicted to them after just pinching them a few times.
But Jun Moyi was doing something bad with his hands, and he still looked innocent. "What's wrong?"
Sang Liwan was so angry that she laughed.
She looked at Jun Moyi's intimidating face. If her hands were not connected to him and she had clearly caught him red-handed, she would really start to doubt whether she had wronged him.
Sang Liwan closed her eyes and forced herself not to be tempted by Jun Moyi's beauty.
[Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form...]
Seeing that she actually started to secretly imitate those big monks in chanting scriptures, Jun Moyi was unhappy.
He married a sweet and soft princess, not a nun who practiced Buddhism with uncut hair.
Thinking of this, Jun Moyi's bad thoughts began to bubble up in his stomach.
Especially when he saw Sang Liwan trying hard to restrain his eyes from glancing at him, a hint of evil flashed across Jun Moyi's eyes.
Naturally, Sang Liwan would not be able to satisfy him if he was not happy about it.
So, he saw that Sang Liwan's attention was not on their clasped hands at the moment, so he directly grabbed the small hand as white and tender as jade and kissed it lightly on the palm.
In an instant, Sang Liwan suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Jun Moyi with wide eyes.
"you!"
Jun Moyi became more and more aggressive, and the smile on his lips became even more evil.
Not only did he not restrain himself, but he extended his tongue and gently licked the soft palm.
Feeling the wetness on his palm, Sang Liwan almost immediately realized what Jun Moyi had done.
She shuddered all over, as if she had been scalded, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand.
However, Jun Moyi, who had tasted the sweetness, would never let her escape. "Where are you going?"
Hearing Jun Moyi's deliberately lowered voice, Sang Liwan felt even more flustered, as if he had grown weeds.
She didn't understand why Jun Moyi suddenly did such an outrageous thing to her, but she had to admit that she didn't feel any disgust in her heart.
In fact, at that moment, her neck turned red to her ears, her whole face was hot, and her heart was pounding.
Sang Liwan looked at Jun Moyi in a panic, "You, what are you doing?"
Jun Moyi stared at her rosy face, and when their eyes met, the fog in his heart suddenly dissipated.
It was not until today that he was sure that he was not teasing or deliberately making fun of the princess, but that he really cared about her.
Otherwise, why would he rush over as soon as he knew she had a conflict with someone?
Even though he knew in his heart that his princess was no small figure and had the means to protect herself.
Jun Moyi's voice was filled with laughter. "Why are you so thin-skinned? Why are you blushing like this?"
I really can't believe that someone with such a thick face dares to tease him like that in his heart.
Sang Liwan could naturally see the smile in his eyes, and gnashed her teeth in anger, "How can I compare to the thick skin of the prince?"
Jun Moyi was not annoyed, but instead the smile on his face became even bigger, "Then I will take it as the princess praising me."
Sang Liwan looked at him in disbelief, as if she had never expected that he could be so shameless.
Seeing this, Jun Moyi hugged her tightly with a smile, "Come on, I will take you back."
Sang Liwan was still arguing with him, "I can walk by myself."
"The princess just taught Butler Song a lesson. If she gets exhausted, I will be heartbroken."
It was clearly he who taught Butler Song a lesson himself, so how could she be considered exhausted?
Sang Liwan felt that this man's ability to tell lies with his eyes open was getting better and better. She couldn't argue with him, nor was she as shameless as him, so she simply shut her mouth and stopped responding to him, so as not to be tricked by him again.
Jun Moyi had been talking for a long time and didn't hear anyone refute him, which made him feel a little strange.
He lowered his head to look at the woman who was nestled obediently in his arms, and saw that her face was still slightly flushed, like the morning glow reflected on the snow, which was very beautiful.
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