Jun Moyi smiled gently, and his gaze towards Sang Liwan was even more gentle. "That's what I said, but Wanwan, I haven't checked it myself, so I always feel a little uneasy. You don't want me to be worried all the time, right?"
Is this the beginning of moral kidnapping?
[It doesn't matter. As long as I have no morals, no one can kidnap me.]
【But……】
Sang Liwan raised her head and saw Jun Moyi in court robes, staring at her with deep eyes.
The court dress of Li Kingdom is dark purple with gold patterns embroidered on it, which looks very different from Jun Moyi's usual attire.
She rarely saw Jun Moyi dressed like this. Even when Jun Moyi came back from court in the past, he would always change into his casual clothes before coming to see her.
So, at this moment, Sang Liwan only felt that Jun Moyi exuded a sense of freshness almost all over his body.
So, the words of refusal were stuck in my throat and not a single word came out.
Jun Moyi, whose mind had always been on her, seemed to realize something.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at Sang Liwan with a hint of smile in his eyes.
He even deliberately adjusted the angle of his face to reveal a nice line to Sang Liwan.
Sure enough, the next moment, he felt the person in front of him pause in breathing.
The smile in Jun Moyi's eyes became even more intense.
Sang Liwan was not a fool, so she could see what this person was up to. But what annoyed her was that she was so weak that she fell for his tricks.
She puffed up her cheeks, her eyes full of accusations against Jun Moyi.
Seeing that the teasing was a bit too much, Jun Moyi quickly restrained the expression on his face, reached out and touched her soft hair, showing weakness.
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. I just saw that you were in a bad mood, so I wanted to cheer you up."
However, Sang Liwan's face did not show any extra emotions. She just raised her eyelids, gave Jun Moyi a cold look, and said in a flat voice, "Really?"
Jun Moyi was about to speak when he heard Sang Liwan's voice again.
"But what you said is unfair, Your Majesty."
"What?" Jun Moyi was stunned, not understanding what she meant.
Then, he saw Sang Liwan acting like an old scholar, shaking his head and beginning to speak: "As the ancients said, if you want to take, you must first give. If Your Highness wants me to take off my clothes for Your Highness's inspection, shouldn't I set an example myself first? Otherwise, it would be too unfair for me to take off all my clothes while Your Highness remains fully dressed."
[I suddenly wanted to see him take off his court robes piece by piece.]
Jun Moyi's ears felt hot and he looked at Sang Liwan in disbelief.
In fact, under normal circumstances, Sang Liwan would not have said such explicit words, but perhaps after having walked through the gates of hell, she suddenly saw through things.
Enjoy life to the fullest when you are happy. Who knows how long she can live. If she waits until the day she is about to die to remember that there are so many things she wanted to do but didn't do, she will probably die a coward.
So, even though her face was hot, she still spoke out what was in her heart.
However, what Sang Liwan didn’t know was that every thought in her mind went into Jun Moyi’s ears without missing a word.
Jun Moyi pondered for a moment, held her soft little hand against his chest, and gently stroked the not-so-soft fabric on his chest.
"Does Wanwan really think so?"
The edge of the collar was just under Sang Liwan's fingertips. She could tear it open with just a light hook, but she deliberately didn't do it. She just used her nails to scratch that small piece of skin back and forth, making Jun Moyi feel very itchy.
He gritted his teeth, but the corners of his eyes were slightly red, making him look a little pitiful.
"Wanwan."
These two words seemed to come from the depths of her throat, causing Sang Liwan's heart to tremble. Her intuition told her that Jun Moyi was in great danger at the moment.
But Sang Liwan felt as if there was a cat living in her heart at this moment, making her uncontrollably want to tease Jun Moyi.
She didn't stop what she was doing, and hummed softly: "Hmm? What's wrong, my prince?"
Her sweet and soft voice fell into Jun Moyi's ears, like the most powerful aphrodisiac, making his eyes, which were originally clear, suddenly become dim.
He stared at the woman in front of him as if he were staring at a sweet and delicious prey.
Jun Moyi's slender fingers stroked Sang Liwan's cheek and gently kneaded her fair and round earlobes.
He murmured, "Wanwan, do you know that once you see some things, this king will never let you go."
But his warning fell into Sang Liwan's ears, and brought a smile to her heart.
"why are you laughing?"
Sang Liwan raised her eyes and looked at him seductively, "Your Highness forgot, there are some things I have already seen."
Jun Moyi's fingertips paused slightly, emotions swirling in his eyes. A low laugh escaped from his throat, and his fingers lingered on Sang Liwan's slender white neck.
"I forgot."
He slowly lowered his head and whispered in Sang Liwan's ear, "It seems Wanwan came prepared."
His warm breath came to her ears, and his side face was slightly cool, but it unexpectedly made Sang Liwan feel very comfortable. She unconsciously pressed her cheek against his, and then sighed comfortably: "Is the prince scared?"
Jun Moyi raised his eyes with a firm gaze.
"As long as Wanwan doesn't regret it, there's nothing to fear from me."
Sang Liwan looked at him and felt that there seemed to be some emotions in his eyes that she could not understand.
However, Jun Moyi didn't let her think too long. He pinched her chin and forced her to raise her head.
Her neck drew a graceful arc, and Jun Moyi's firm and strong words came to her ears.
"After today, you won't be able to go anywhere."
Having said that, Jun Moyi didn't give Sang Liwan a chance to speak again. He sealed her words with a kiss, savoring her sweetness and beauty.
Sang Liwan only felt a tingling sensation from her tailbone to the top of her head, making her instantly soft like a pool of spring water. She could only cling to Jun Moyi's neck to prevent herself from slipping.
Seeing this, Jun Moyi pecked the corner of her lips and chuckled, "Hold on tight."
Then, what did Sang Liwan see?
She actually saw Jun Moyi stand up from the wheelchair, holding her, and walking towards the bed step by step.
Her eyes widened in shock, and she had a lot to ask him, but her mouth was sealed tightly, and she couldn't say a word.
Sang Liwan shook his head, trying to break free from his shackles, but this only made Jun Moyi's pupils become even darker.
He bit Sang Liwan's lips lightly, with a hint of warning in his tone.
"Wanwan, I've already said that you can't run away."
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