502 Love Talk, Discussion about First Time
"Feng Qingchen, I like you, very much, very much."
Although one cannot believe everything a man says in bed, at this moment, regardless of whether the Ninth Prince's words are true or false, Feng Qingchen believes them. Even if there is only one part of the truth, it does not matter.
After being moved, Feng Qingchen did not forget what she wanted to say: "Dong Lingjiu, I like you. Feng Qingchen likes you and has always liked only you."
Feng Qingchen turned around and hugged the Ninth Prince, burying her head in his arms. She was very happy, really very happy.
Not long after, the Ninth Prince felt a wetness on his chest. The Ninth Prince said nothing, but just patted Feng Qingchen's back gently, silently comforting her and telling her that he was there!
Finally he took another step forward. He believed that next time he would definitely hear Feng Qingchen say she loved him.
Love is more liking than liking.
With the comfort of the Ninth Prince, Feng Qingchen's emotions gradually calmed down. Seeing this, the Ninth Prince half tested and half expected her to say, "Qingchen, since you like me and don't hate me, then can I not leave today?"
If Feng Qingchen looked up, she would definitely see the pitiful look of the Ninth Uncle.
"No..." Feng Qingchen pushed the Ninth Prince away, with traces of tears still on her face and love still in her eyes, but the words she said were full of reason, and she was not deceived by the Ninth Prince at all.
She could like him, but she couldn't ruin her future because of her love. The longer the Ninth Prince stayed here, the more trouble she would have. Whenever someone brought up this matter, she would be speechless.
Pah… The Ninth Prince slapped Feng Qingchen on the buttocks and said sadly: "Feng Qingchen, you are such an annoying woman."
"Dong Lingjiu, you hit me?" Feng Qingchen's face turned red. As far as she could remember, no one had ever hit her buttocks. It was so embarrassing.
"Does this count as a beating?" The Ninth Prince slapped Feng Qingchen on the buttocks again. Now there were red marks on both sides, and it was balanced. The Ninth Prince was also satisfied. He wanted Feng Qingchen's body to be branded with his marks, just like the mark of Feng Li's legitimate daughter, which would never disappear unless Feng Qingchen died.
"Isn't this considered a beating? Dong Lingjiu, no one has ever dared to hit my buttocks since I was a child. You are the first one. Well done." Feng Qingchen was angry, his eyes widened.
The Ninth Prince spread his hands with a scoundrel look on his face: "You said you wanted to fight, so let's fight. But now that we've fought, what should we do? Otherwise, I'll let you fight back."
"You... this is teasing." Feng Qingchen pushed the Ninth Emperor Uncle away with all her strength. The Ninth Emperor Uncle also fell backwards, put his arms around Feng Qingchen's waist, brought her into his arms, and pecked Feng Qingchen lightly on the lips: "This is called teasing, little lady, come on, smile for me."
"Get lost, you idiot." Feng Qingchen chuckled, and the anger of being spanked disappeared. Feng Qingchen smiled and pushed the man away, and ended up falling into the arms of the Ninth Prince with both her hand and body.
The two rolled around in the bed, and then...no one spoke a word. The two just lay there quietly. The atmosphere was so warm that it could make people drunk again.
After an unknown amount of time, the Ninth Prince finally moved: "Don't sleep, I'll carry you to take a bath. After the bath, you can still sleep for half an hour."
"Okay." Feng Qingchen put her arms around the Ninth Prince's neck and said coquettishly.
Hot water had already been prepared in the bathroom, and as soon as Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince went out, someone came to make the bed. When Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince came back, the sheets were clean and tidy, and the musky scent after lovemaking in the room was replaced by the elegant bamboo scent.
Feng Qingchen yawned: "Your people are really capable. People who don't know you would think you have nothing to do all day long, just stealing women."
"Wrong, I have nothing to do all day long, so I just think about how to steal the beauty." The Ninth Prince put Feng Qingchen on the bed, picked up the ointment beside him, and prepared to apply it to Feng Qingchen's private parts.
"I'll do it myself." Feng Qingchen was too embarrassed to do that. She closed her legs tightly to prevent the Ninth Emperor's uncle from doing anything. The Ninth Emperor's uncle was not willing to let go of such an opportunity. He said seriously, "I hurt you, so of course I will take care of it. Don't worry, I promise to do it gently."
After saying that, he pressed down Feng Qingchen's legs and forcibly separated them. He lowered his head and stared at Feng Qingchen's body with eyes as blazing as a thief.
"Close your eyes." Feng Qingchen felt very uncomfortable being stared at by the Ninth Prince. She couldn't push him away, so she had to drag the quilt over to cover her face and pretend that she saw nothing.
The Ninth Prince's eyes were so fiery, so fiery that she couldn't help but surrender and let the Ninth Prince do whatever he wanted.
"Do you want to suffocate yourself?" The Ninth Prince put down the ointment and tried to pull the quilt off Feng Qingchen's face. Feng Qingchen twisted and turned, not wanting him to pull it: "Hurry up, and I won't suffocate myself."
"Okay, okay, I'll be quick." The Ninth Prince had no choice but to let go of Feng Qingchen and picked up the ointment to apply it to Feng Qingchen. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, his left fingers were a little clumsy and kept touching places they shouldn't have touched. Feng Qingchen gritted his teeth to prevent himself from groaning.
Feng Qingchen didn't say anything, and the Ninth Prince pretended not to know. He tortured her thoroughly, inside and out. It was not just applying medicine, it was clearly torture.
"Are you applying medicine or torturing me?" Feng Qingchen couldn't help it. Is there any way that the Ninth Prince would apply medicine like this? It was too scary.
"My right hand is injured, and my left hand is not very flexible." The Ninth Prince explained very seriously. Thinking of this, he added: "You also saw it at noon. I am not used to using my left hand."
It would be fine if we didn't mention this. As soon as Feng Qingchen mentioned it, he thought of the trick he had played on him during the day: "Really? I saw that your left hand was very flexible. When you undressed me, you didn't look like you were not used to it at all."
The Ninth Prince just smiled and said nothing. Feng Qingchen was annoyed and sat up suddenly, slapping the Ninth Prince's weird hand away: "Okay, that's enough."
The Ninth Prince decided to quit while he was ahead and quickly went to wash his hands, explaining, "My left hand is the only one that's flexible. The others aren't." The Ninth Prince lied without changing his expression.
"Really?" Feng Qingchen snorted and put on her clothes. She should forget about expecting the Ninth Prince to help her put clothes on. The Ninth Prince probably only liked her without clothes.
"Of course." The Ninth Prince climbed onto the bed shamelessly and motioned Feng Qingchen to move in a little to make room for him.
Feng Qingchen moved inwards, giving up half of the bed to the Ninth Prince, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes: "Are you just as flexible as this? You are so skilled at doing this, so you must have used your left hand to untie the girl's clothes a lot?"
If the Ninth Prince dared to say yes, she would kick him off the bed immediately.
"No, no, I promise this is the first time." The Ninth Prince used his injured right hand to hold Feng Qingchen and fell asleep. He pulled the quilt over and covered them both with skill, as if he did it often.
“Tsk…” Feng Qingchen rolled her eyes at the Ninth Prince, turned over, and faced him with the back of her head, showing her disbelief. The Ninth Prince quickly explained, “This is really the first time. Last time I undressed you with my right hand. The reason I did it so skillfully is because I practiced it a lot in my mind.” At the end, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he felt a little embarrassed.
"Really?" Feng Qingchen turned around and faced the Ninth Uncle, his eyes sparkling...
She was happy to see that the Ninth Prince felt embarrassed!
A word to readers: I just finished Phoenix Mistakes, and you guys are asking me to update more. You bad guys, can't you let me take a break? I'm so tired...