Chapter 77 Don't Bite, Can't Let Go

Shang Yanci lay down on his side and slept, holding her in his arms.

Pei Yuning smelled the crisp cedar and mellow ebony on his body, turned over and lay on his side, stroking his face and collarbone with her fingertips.

Shang Yanci's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he asked in a low voice: "Can't sleep?"

Pei Yuning was thinking about where to start. After a moment's thought, she asked softly, "Ayan, I'm angry about my tangled hair. Do you think I'm being pretentious and making a fuss?"

Shang Yanci said gently, "No, being angry is a normal emotion, and everyone has it. Besides, everything Madam does is not a small matter, so there is no need to make a fuss about it."

After hearing his answer, Pei Yuning wanted to kiss him even more. Why didn't he take the initiative at all tonight?

Is it because the location of the butterfly tattoo is too painful that he is not interested?

Or was it that he was more determined to stick to what he said to her in the evening, “I won’t kiss you even when we get back to our room,” and he had to wait for her to take the initiative to kiss him?

After thinking for a while, Pei Yuning couldn't figure out the specific thoughts. He felt that the best strategy was to attack directly.

So she asked bluntly: "Ayan, why didn't you kiss me tonight?"

Shang Yanci asked casually, "Do you want to kiss me?"

After hearing what he said, Pei Yuning finally realized that he was just waiting for her to take the initiative.

For example, at this moment, he asked her knowingly, "Do you want to kiss him?" He knew the only correct answer, but he insisted that she say it herself.

Pei Yuning said softly: "I think the same as you do."

She insisted on giving the initiative to Shang Yanci. In this way, if Shang Yanci kissed her, it would be just what she wanted, and if he didn't kiss her, it would not be a big deal and it would not matter.

Shang Yanci gently pinched her slender waist and whispered, "Madam, go to sleep."

Sleeping? Pei Yuning was stunned.

Shang Yanci fell silent after saying these four words, as if he was really sleepy. He placed his hands on her waist, motionless, and his breathing gradually became slow and steady.

Pei Yuning was torn between feelings by him. Things did not develop as she expected, and she closed her eyes unhappily.

Okay! Go to sleep! She doesn't want to kiss him!

Pei Yuning fell asleep reluctantly, and halfway through, she was awakened by thirst. She carefully took Shang Yanci's arm off her waist, sat up, and poured herself a glass of warm water to drink.

I picked up my phone and checked the time. It was 1:20 in the morning. It was already the next day.

This meant that the princess who felt that it would be embarrassing to kiss Shang Yanci yesterday was a thing of the past. She could kiss Shang Yanci in the new day.

So Pei Yuning lay back on the bed, and in the darkness, she tentatively reached out to Shang Yanci's face with her hands, moved her red lips closer, kissed him, and pressed her lips against his for a passionate kiss.

Maybe it was because she had just drunk some water, so her mouth was moist at this moment, so the water stains from her kiss with Shang Yanci were clearer, more ambiguous, and more pleasing to the ears.

Shang Yanci was awakened by a kiss, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly perched on a flower branch on a spring night.

He was about to kiss him back, but Pei Yuning stopped, withdrew from his lips, rested his forehead on his neck, and took a breath.

Shang Yanci's hand grasped the back of her neck, gently twirling her delicate skin, and asked in a low voice: "It's so late, madam, what are you doing?"

Pei Yuning's voice was sweet and coquettish, and she asked softly, "Can I kiss you?"

Before she finished speaking, Shang Yanci's left hand clasped her soft waist, turned over, pressed her into the bed, half-supported his arm, covering her body, and said in a low, deep voice: "The wedding bed is red."

Pei Yuning didn't understand what he meant: "So what?"

"Madam, I have never been a gentleman who restrains himself and returns to propriety." Shang Yanci's thin lips kissed her ear, touched it lightly a few times, opened his lips and held it, licking, sucking and biting it.

Pei Yuning couldn't help but gasp softly, her heart trembled, and she bit her lower lip with her teeth to suppress the embarrassing sound from escaping her lips.

Shang Yanci seemed to have noticed something. He raised his left hand and stretched out two fingers. He pressed his index finger against her teeth and pushed them up. He used his middle finger to soothe her lips. He said in a deep and seductive voice, "Don't bite."

Then, he used his thin lips to comfort her instead of his middle finger, kissing her tenderly and lovingly.

Just when Pei Yuning was blushing and weak from his kiss, and she was lying down obediently, Shang Yanci's palms slowly penetrated into the hem of her skirt, holding up a handful of snow-like full moons, gently twirling them, his movements were dignified and elegant, and he carelessly teased her, letting her bloom at his fingertips.

Pei Yuning was stunned. When measuring her body, Shang Yanci clearly showed no interest in her breasts and left at the slightest touch.

But at this moment, I can't let it go, as if I have finally lifted the mysterious veil of a valuable collection, holding it in my palm with great care, and feeling the full picture.

The itching gradually subsided, like the rising tide at night, surging into my heart in waves.

Pei Yuning felt that she was having difficulty breathing, and she pushed away from Shang Yanci's lips and tongue, but he kissed her even deeper.

Her heart was beating like a fever. She reached out and half-grasped Shang Yanci's wrist, trying to push him away.

Shang Yanci remained unmoved. He withdrew from her lips, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "Madam, if you have to take some punishment, I will make it lighter."