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Feng Qingchen leaned forward and lay on top of the Ninth Prince. There was no gap between them. Her long legs were intertwined with the Ninth Prince's long legs. Feng Qingchen whispered in the Ninth Prince's ear, "Ninth Prince, if the world knew that you, who are not interested in women and have a beautiful appearance, are naked under me, with a stunning beauty, what do you think they would think?"

Feng Qingchen gently licked the tip of the Ninth Prince's ear with her pink tongue. As expected, the Ninth Prince's body trembled slightly and his breathing became rapid.

"Feng Qingchen, you are playing with fire." The Ninth Prince was breathing unsteadily and panting heavily. He originally wanted to push Feng Qingchen back, but Feng Qingchen's ** pressed down on his vital parts...

There was nothing at first, but Feng Qingchen's teasing made the Ninth Prince give up all his thoughts instantly. The Ninth Prince groaned, as if in pain, but also in comfort.

This woman is damn studious.

The Ninth Prince cursed softly, but was reluctant to push the woman away. His hands rubbed Feng Qingchen's waist back and forth.

It is smooth and tight, making you love it.

"Hehe..." Feng Qingchen laughed like a silver bell, three parts innocent, three parts charming, and the remaining four parts mischievous.

"Look, Ninth Uncle, I can do what you can do, and I can do it better than you." Feng Qingchen undressed Ninth Uncle with her jade fingers. She placed her pink fist on his chest, rubbing it back and forth. Her lips fell on his Adam's apple, licking and sucking it gently, and took off his clothes in the process.

It was obvious that both of them were in love, so why was she stripped of her clothes while the Ninth Prince was still dressed neatly? The bed collapse was a battle between the two of them. If the Ninth Prince wanted her, he had to show his sincerity.

Having already prepared to follow his heart, Feng Qingchen did not intend to force herself. The only thing that made her dissatisfied was that this body was only fifteen years old and too young. She did not know if she could withstand the demands of the Ninth Prince. If possible, Feng Qingchen hoped that the Ninth Prince could wait for two years to at least let her grow up.

But it seems that the Ninth Prince can't wait. Tonight is not a good time, but... this kind of thing is not official business, so how can we stipulate what to do and when? Now that it has already started, there is no need to give up halfway again and again. Holding it in for too long will hurt your health.

Feng Qingchen at this moment was no longer as shy and immature as before. Although still a little clumsy, her clumsy skills managed to please the Ninth Uncle.

However, Feng Qingchen's movements were too slow, and the Ninth Prince could not help but urge him: "Qingchen, hurry up..."

"Faster? How fast?" Feng Qingchen smiled coquettishly, her hands resting on the Ninth Prince's waist, her slender fingers playing with the belt, as if she was about to untie it.

Okay, Feng Qingchen admitted that she was shy. Thinking and doing were two completely different things. She seemed unable to go on. Fortunately, it was dark, otherwise the Ninth Prince would have laughed to death if he saw a cooked shrimp on her body.

Feng Qingchen really wanted to curse. After all, she studied medicine and knew more about the primitive movements of reproduction than the average person. Isn't it just inserting the penis into the female vagina and then doing up and down movements? She could read the medical information without changing her expression. Why did she find that things were not as they seemed when it happened to her?

His fingers stayed on the belt for a long time without untying it. The Ninth Prince became really impatient and turned over to press Feng Qingchen under him. His lower body was swollen and uncomfortable, but the Ninth Prince did not move rashly. Instead, he held Feng Qingchen's hands and guided her hands to hold his jade.

"Move a little..." The Ninth Prince wanted to cry. He had relied on his own hands to solve the problem before, but today, with Feng Qingchen holding such a beautiful girl in his arms, he still had to rely on Feng Qingchen's hand. It was really tragic.

"You..." Feng Qingchen's hand froze, but he did not let go of the burning sensation in his hand. He just couldn't believe that the Ninth Prince could still endure it at this time. This man was too rational.

Feng Qingchen's silly look pleased the Ninth Prince, who kissed the corner of her lips: "If you don't want to, I won't force you." I feel very sorry for not being able to give you a name, so how can I force you?

The Ninth Prince did not say this, only actual actions showed it.

The Ninth Prince lay on Feng Qingchen, breathing heavily. His cold and expressionless face was stained with love jade, just like a blooming peony, so gorgeous that it was a pity that the two of them could not see it.

It's not only women who can be charming and seductive when they are in love, men can also be charming and seductive. Unfortunately, it was too dark in the room, and Feng Qingchen didn't see the charming look of the Ninth Prince when he was in love.

"I..." Feng Qingchen's nose felt sore.

She was not unwilling, but she didn't know how to say it.

"Qingchen, your hand feels uncomfortable when you move it." The Ninth Prince was immersed in the Love Jade and did not notice that Feng Qingchen was wrong. He kept guiding Feng Qingchen and releasing his Jade Desire.

Feng Qingchen's hands had been holding Uncle Nine's hotness through his underwear, but it was obvious that this could not satisfy Uncle Nine. His desire was not relieved, and Uncle Nine was full of irritability. He just wanted more, more...

The Ninth Prince took off his underwear directly, and when his fingers touched the white cloth wrapped around his waist, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was glad that it was dark enough tonight and that he had wrapped enough cloth around his waist so it would not tear, and of course Feng Qingchen would not be able to find it.

Soon, all their clothes were taken off, and they were entangled naked together. For the first time, Feng Qingchen's hand grasped the important parts of the Ninth Prince without any clothes in between.

It was very thick and hot, like a meat stick. One hand couldn't hold it at all. Feng Qingchen couldn't help swallowing her saliva. The Ninth Prince was so good-looking. Her body could bear it. It would be very painful for the first time...

Feng Qingchen began to retreat again. Anyway, the Ninth Prince said that he would not force her. So she could just wait a little longer until she grew up.

"Why are you in a daze? Move a little. You don't really want to suffocate me to death, do you?" In this situation, the woman under him was still able to lose consciousness. The Ninth Prince expressed his strong dissatisfaction and lightly bit Feng Qingchen's right breast as a punishment.

“Ah…” Feng Qingchen’s body trembled, and he arched upwards, looking like he was ready to throw himself into someone’s arms.

"Qingchen, your body is so sensitive." The Ninth Prince did not let go. He gently bit Feng Qingchen's nipple and licked it slowly. His other hand covered Feng Qingchen's left breast and pinched it lightly with his fingertips.

"Um...ah, be gentler, gentler." Feng Qingchen felt pain. Holding the Ninth Prince's hot hand, she couldn't help but increase her strength. However, she didn't expect that this movement would make the Ninth Prince's meat stick swell again.

"Yours is too big." Feng Qingchen was speechless. One hand didn't work, so she had to use both hands. She accidentally touched the white cloth on the Ninth Prince's waist, but Feng Qingchen didn't think much about it. She didn't have time to think about those things at this moment.

Their clothes were all scattered everywhere, and there was some clothes entangled between their bodies, which was normal given the cloth.

Feng Qingchen's fingers were cold and delicate, with slight calluses on their fingertips due to holding the scalpel. When Feng Qingchen's hands grasped the hot fingers and slid them up and down, the feeling was damn intoxicating. Even though he did not possess Feng Qingchen, the Ninth Prince felt very satisfied.

Feng Qingchen just used his hands to make him happy...

"Qingchen, I'm very happy. This is the first time I'm so happy." The Ninth Prince moaned with satisfaction, but soon, he was dissatisfied again. The more he got, the more he wanted...

"Qingchen, go faster, faster." The Ninth Prince urged her again and again, and the strength in his hands gradually increased. Feng Qingchen gasped repeatedly, and her whole body was weak...

"My hands are sore, you do it yourself. If you want to do it, do it quickly, otherwise we will regret it..." Feng Qingchen was so tired that he was breathing heavily. As soon as his hands were sore, he let go and lay directly on the bed, looking like he was ready to be picked.

"What did you say?"

The Ninth Prince felt his whole body heat up, and a warm liquid sprayed on Feng Qingchen, and a fishy smell emanated from the air...

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