Chapter 926: Staying or Not Staying, This is a Serious Question

"How about staying tonight?"

These words really made people's heart move. Feng Qingchen wanted to say yes as soon as he opened his mouth, but...

Feng Qingchen thought about the surgery the day after tomorrow and looked up at the sky silently.

The Ninth Prince is not a kind person. He will definitely eat her up until not even a slag is left. Will she still have the strength to hold the scalpel by then?

Whether to stay overnight is not the point. The point is the series of things that will be triggered after staying overnight. This is a very serious issue and should be considered seriously.

The Ninth Prince was not in a hurry. With a beauty in his arms, why should he be in a hurry? Now that he had entered the Ninth Prince's Palace, it would not be easy to get out again.

Time passed quietly. The study room was already dark with the doors and windows closed, and it felt as if night had fallen. Seeing that Feng Qingchen had not responded yet, the Ninth Prince said, "Either you stay, or I'll send you back."

The low voice was a little hoarse, and contained a hint of lust. Feng Qingchen knew that she had to feed the Ninth Uncle today no matter what, otherwise this man would definitely not stop.

"I have an operation the day after tomorrow. Uh, it's to treat Yun Xiao. I expect to have to stand for more than ten hours." Feng Qingchen neither refused nor agreed, and threw the problem to the Ninth Uncle.

Can you bear to see me tired?

"I will only talk about today's matter." The Ninth Prince was even more malicious. He held Feng Qingchen's earlobe in his mouth and bit it gently. He knew that this was Feng Qingchen's sensitive spot.

As expected, Feng Qingchen whimpered, "Don't mess around."

"This prince never does anything reckless." The Ninth Prince followed suit, let go of Feng Qingchen, and stood up holding Feng Qingchen in his arms: "It's getting late. If there is anything, let's talk after dinner."

Feng Qingchen's legs fell to the ground, feeling a little uncomfortable. If the Ninth Prince hadn't been holding her, she might have fallen down as her legs went weak.

Uh... After having dinner at the Ninth Prince's Mansion, can she still leave? But can she refuse at this time?

Feng Qingchen looked at the Ninth Uncle sadly and accused him with his eyes: You are so inconsiderate.

The Ninth Prince pretended not to see it and walked out holding Feng Qingchen's hand.

He has never been a considerate person, and he will not compromise himself to make others feel better, so Feng Qingchen had no choice but to compromise and accommodate him.

Just as Feng Qingchen thought, after eating the meal at the Ninth Prince's Mansion, he couldn't think of leaving easily.

After dinner, the Ninth Prince went for a walk alone, leaving Feng Qingchen alone. Feng Qingchen was about to take the opportunity to slip away, but was entangled by the housekeeper, and then...

Under the guidance of the maid, I took a bath, changed clothes and prepared to go to bed.

The maid originally wanted to take Feng Qingchen to the hot spring. Although Feng Qingchen missed the feeling of the hot spring, she didn't want to spend a ridiculous night in the hot spring with the Ninth Prince, so she endured it.

The courtyard that the maid took Feng Qingchen to was the one that Feng Qingchen used to live in at the Ninth Prince's Mansion. Feng Qingchen didn't know it before, but later she found out that she was living in the Ninth Prince's bedroom.

Of course, even if Feng Qingchen knew about it, she had nothing to be embarrassed about. Half of her room was given to the Ninth Prince, and half of the Ninth Prince's room was given to her. Isn't this a very normal thing?

As usual, the maid sent Feng Qingchen to the gate of the courtyard and did not dare to go in. Feng Qingchen knew that the Ninth Prince did not allow women to approach his residence, so she did not care and went straight in to take a bath alone.

She walked out of the bathroom with wet long hair. There was no servant in the room. Feng Qingchen, who was used to having servants serving her, had to pick up a dry towel and wring her hair dry herself.

Hair twisting is a technical job as well as a strenuous one. Feng Qingchen hadn't done it for a long time, so it took her a long time to twist her hair dry. When she was about to go to bed, the Ninth Prince walked in looking refreshed.

Seeing Feng Qingchen, who had long hair and was dressed in plain clothes, waiting for him in the room, the Ninth Prince's expression softened a lot and his steps became much lighter.

It felt so good to return to the room and face the living beauty instead of the cold air.

"I thought you had gone back." The Ninth Prince was a typical example of someone who took advantage of others.

Feng Qingchen was not someone who could be easily bullied, so he immediately said, "I'm just about to go back, Uncle Nine, would you like to give me a ride?"

Uh... Uncle Nine was speechless and could only hug the man around the waist: "It's dangerous on the road after dark."

"As long as the Ninth Uncle is here, I'm not afraid." Feng Qingchen had her back to the Ninth Uncle, and the Ninth Uncle couldn't see the smile on her face.

"You are not afraid, but I am." The Ninth Prince's lips fell on Feng Qingchen's neck. Feng Qingchen dodged with a smile and asked, "Ninth Prince, what are you afraid of?"

"This king is afraid of the dark..."

The Ninth Prince hugged Feng Qingchen and his big hands slipped into Feng Qingchen's clothes: "This prince is afraid of the dark, stay and accompany this prince."

"don't want……"

“No, I can’t…”

The Ninth Prince Uncle picked up Feng Qingchen and carried her sideways, and strode towards the big bed. Feng Qingchen put her arms around the Ninth Prince Uncle's neck. When the Ninth Prince Uncle laid Feng Qingchen flat on the bed, Feng Qingchen gently pulled her up, and the Ninth Prince Uncle naturally covered her with her.

Feng Qingchen kissed the Ninth Uncle vigorously and said in a very bossy manner, "You must serve me well today."

"Don't worry, madam. I will definitely serve you well." The Ninth Prince was very pleased and his lips fell on Feng Qingchen's rosy lips.

"Who's in a hurry?" Feng Qingchen refused to give in. She twisted her body and tried to push the Ninth Prince away, but her body was pressed down by the Ninth Prince and she couldn't move at all. Feng Qingchen was angry and raised her leg to kick, but was clamped by the Ninth Prince's legs.

"Okay, okay, Madam, you are not anxious. It is me who is anxious. Madam, please don't be anxious. If you are anxious, I will be anxious too." The Ninth Prince was quite shameless. He clamped Feng Qingchen's legs and moved up and down slowly on Feng Qingchen's body. Soon, Feng Qingchen's face was flushed again.

"Shameless." Feng Qingchen couldn't vent his anger and could only say angrily.

Feng Qingchen understood that no matter how relaxed she was, she would still be no match for this man in this matter.

"Madam is right. I really need to be a little shameless, otherwise I will not live up to your evaluation." The Ninth Prince shamelessly stretched out his hand and stripped off Feng Qingchen's clothes in a few seconds, leaving only a small piece of cloth covering her private parts.

"Madam, the night is short. I know you are anxious. I will not let you down." The Ninth Prince's hand stopped at Feng Qingchen's private parts. Without thinking, he reached out and held that place, rubbing it back and forth rhythmically through the clothes.

"Ah!" Feng Qingchen screamed. The left leg that had just kicked the Ninth Prince was now on the Ninth Prince's neck. Feng Qingchen supported herself with both hands and raised her upper body. She looked at the Ninth Prince who was burying his head in her abdomen and begged for mercy.

She didn't expect that the Ninth Prince would be so fierce when he first arrived. In the past, he always came slowly. What happened today...

"Madam, don't worry." The Ninth Prince was shameless to the extreme. He decisively let Feng Qingchen go, stepped forward, held Feng Qingchen's hands, and let Feng Qingchen climb on him.

"If my lady is in a hurry, please take off this shirt for me."

"I'm not in a hurry." Feng Qingchen was angry. She really wasn't in a hurry. The Ninth Prince couldn't accuse her like this.

"I was wrong. Madam is never anxious. It's me who is anxious." Feng Qingchen's angry look made the Ninth Prince's heart burn. His lower abdomen was swollen and uncomfortable. He wished he could enter Feng Qingchen's body right now and release his desire inside her...