Meng Huaiyi was stunned, but then he heard her sigh softly: "Let me see your face, Huaiyi."
He didn't know how, but he pulled the cloth covering her eyes off her face.
She looked at him with her gentle and tender eyes, her hand stroking his face: "You silly boy, if I don't push you a little, we don't know how long we'll keep dragging this out."
"The person I love is you. Not because you are my father's bodyguard, not because you have something on me—it's just that I love you."
Bai Yan gently placed her hand on Meng Huaiyi's shoulder: "So what if they're Black-Clad Guards? So what if they've caused the deaths of their parents and have a bad reputation?"
"Meng Huaiyi, I've been married before, and everyone says I'm not a good girl because I'm not content with my marriage. Do you mind that?"
Meng Huaiyi shook his head, and Bai Yan cupped his face in her hands: "I think the same way you do. I like you as a person, whether you are lowly or noble."
Meng Huaiyi's eyes trembled slightly. He was initially overwhelmed with joy, but soon doubts arose... How could this be?
Perhaps it was just a temporary measure for her to get him to release her so she could go back and complete her marriage with Meng Abao.
How could she like him? She... really likes him?
Meng Huaiyi was still in a daze when she picked up the wine pot containing the nuptial wine and drank another cup in large gulps.
"No—" Before Meng Huaiyi could finish speaking, she had already pulled his head down and reversed his words, pressing them back to him. She lay on top of him, pointing at his chest: "You still doubt my sincerity? If I didn't like you, would I abandon so many things to play house with you?"
You have to drink this whole pot of wine...
She ran her fingers over his strong chest, her smile alluring: "Drink it all so you can serve me well."
Meng Huaiyi's eyes darkened. "There's no need to drink this. I can serve the princess myself."
He shoved the person who was still causing trouble onto the bed...
...
For three days in a row, the two of them barely left the door. When he was hungry, he would knock on the window, and someone would bring in the prepared food through the window. After feeding her, he would roll around on the bed again.
He really is a dog, with a male dog's waist, and he never stops.
Although she had enjoyed herself for several days, she had a lot of things to do in the capital, and she couldn't just stay in bed and enjoy herself with him forever.
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