Shang Changge was in a good mood tonight and drank several more glasses before the banquet ended.
He would occasionally raise a glass to this person or that person, appearing very easy to get along with.
And, Xiao Ji.
Xiao Ji is a wife-obsessed maniac. He stared at Shang Changge from the moment she appeared at the start of the banquet until she left at the end.
That night, in the dead of night.
In the quiet inner chambers of the princess's residence, a regular visitor arrived.
Poor little Qingyao, as always, was put to sleep by having her pressure points pressed.
Inside the inner sanctuary, beneath layers of magnificent curtains,
Shang Changge lay on her side on the couch, her snow-white robe perfectly outlining the graceful curves of her figure.
Her hair was as black and shiny as silk, which made her skin appear even whiter and more delicate in comparison.
now,
The singer, Shang Chang, cupped Xiao Ji's face and kissed him intermittently.
It's ambiguous and sweet, though not as passionate and intense as a deep kiss, it has its own unique charm.
The night was quiet and alluring.
Shang Changge precisely hooked a strand of Xiao Ji's half-dry hair with her fingers, teasingly saying:
"You came to see me with your hair still wet? When did General Xiao become so impatient?"
Xiao Ji tightened his grip on Shang Changge's arm slightly, and the last bit of distance between them disappeared, leaving them pressed tightly together.
Xiao Ji: "Hmm."
Xiao Ji admitted it readily, without feeling the slightest bit embarrassed or anything like that.
He kissed Shang Changge again, moistening her lips, gently nibbling, and pulling out their love threads before finally separating.
He took Shang Changge's hand and placed it on his rapidly beating chest, pouring out his heart:
"I am overjoyed, I am ecstatic."
"Does the princess know that tonight's event will take place on the high platform...?"
The sweet words were gentle, one after another, and very pleasant to hear.
Shang Changge enjoyed listening to it and was quite pleased. Meanwhile, as more and more sweet words of love entered his ears, his claws began to stir with desire!
Hmm, the fabric of Xiao Ji's clothes feels nice...
Hmm, muscular and well-built, feels good to the touch...
Her abs... she needs to count how many there are... she's not good at math, so she'll have to count them one by one...
Ah, there are 8 pieces!
Wow, it even has shark muscles! That's really impressive!
Wow, those pecs! I love them!
Perfect! This man is simply perfect!
Not only does his appearance and height meet her aesthetic standards, but his inner qualities are also quite impressive, satisfying all her preferences!
I have to say, she has great taste!
After praising Xiao Ji, Shang Changge, in his inner self, didn't forget to praise himself as well. After all, putting aside genuine feelings...
When she first saw Xiao Ji's face at the poetry gathering at the lakeside pavilion, she wondered why there was a reason why Xiao Ji's lips felt icy cold when he kissed her.
She admitted,
For a fleeting moment, she felt lustful upon seeing him.
Before he could clearly see Xiao Ji's face, during the commotion caused by Xiao Ji getting off the carriage, and as Xiao Ji walked towards him from afar...
She found this man inexplicably pleasing to the eye, and concluded that he must be her kind of person.
Who would have thought that in just over a month, she would have won over the cold and aloof General Xiao?
Shang Changge couldn't help but laugh out loud. So happy!
Was it love at first sight? Not really.
At once,
People have a magnetic field; some people you like for no reason just by looking at them, while others you dislike for no reason just by looking at them.
Even though you don't know each other at all. Love at first sight may be roughly equivalent to lust at first sight, but it is not necessarily all lust at first sight.
In both the apocalypse and Qingyan worlds, she encountered countless handsome men.
Putting aside the apocalypse, there are plenty of Qingyans around her, and she only ever had lustful thoughts about Xiao Ji.
"Tsk!"
Shang Changge couldn't help but click her tongue softly again, suddenly realizing that Xiao Ji hadn't made a move despite her reckless behavior for so long.
Then, belatedly, she realized that the sweet words whispered in her ear had stopped sometime earlier. Her long eyelashes trembled in confusion as she looked up.
Their eyes met.
Xiao Ji's eyes were full of laughter as he pressed his large hand against Shang Changge's hand that was resting on his chest, asking knowingly:
"The princess seems quite pleased with me?"
Shang Changge nodded without hesitation, emphasizing sincerity and honesty, and then, like Xiao Ji tonight, revealed his true feelings:
"greedy."
A single, simple word encapsulates everything.
Xiao Ji raised an eyebrow, then pulled Shang Changge into his arms, burying his handsome, rugged face in the crook of her neck, both amused and exasperated.
Then came bursts of muffled laughter, but he didn't say anything else or ask Shang Changge if she was ashamed. He only said softly:
"Tomorrow I will discuss moving our wedding date forward with His Majesty. Princess, please be patient for now."
If you're really craving something, then first use your hands to grope me and satisfy your craving, hmm?
Shang Changge put her arm around Xiao Ji's shoulder and patted his head, saying sincerely, "General Xiao has been so tolerant of me."
Xiao Ji thoroughly enjoyed and appreciated his beloved woman holding him and stroking his head like this, her voice soft and gentle, as if she knew some of the words by heart:
"I admire the princess and it is only right that I be tolerant of her."
"Besides, I have many scars on my body from years of fighting. I am overjoyed that the princess does not mind. So how can you say that I tolerate her?"
If you put it that way, the atmosphere in the quiet of the night becomes a bit off.
Shang Changge disliked sentimentality, so she quickly covered Xiao Ji's mouth to stop him, saying:
"Stop, don't say that. If General Xiao continues like this, it would be impolite of me not to feel sorry for you."
Logically, in this situation, most men would stop because they wouldn't want to hurt their woman's feelings, but Xiao Ji was different.
He took Shang Changge's hand, which was covering his mouth, and held it firmly in his broad palm, their fingers intertwined.
Looking into Shang Changge's deep, affectionate eyes, bathed in the moonlight, he spoke in a deep, seductive voice, his words laced with a flirtatious undertone:
"Then I dare to beg the princess for mercy."
Shang Changge: ...
Shang Changge is a normal woman; at this moment, everything—the moonlight, the atmosphere—is just perfect.
Faced with Xiao Ji's blatant flirting, she couldn't help herself, nor did she intend to.
Shang Changge's heartache was felt as her delicate hands traced the countless large and small, crisscrossing scars on Xiao Ji's upper body.
And on each scar, choose a suitable spot and place a soft kiss.
So much so that every breath Xiao Ji took tonight was excessively heavy, carrying a deep sense of restraint.
The pain is endured, yet it is sweet.
Did Shang Changge feel sorry for Xiao Ji? No, not only did she not feel sorry for him, she even slapped Xiao Ji's butt before he left.
While teasing, they didn't forget the most important element: gloating and openly mocking him.
"The feel here is pretty good too. Serves you right, you asked for it."
Seeing his pain, she tried to stop, but he wouldn't let her.
He had a mouth but didn't know how to ask her for help. She took the initiative to ask, and he even held her hand and kissed her fingertips, saying he couldn't bear to part with her.
A glint of light flashed in Shang Changge's eyes, and her heart, stirred with emotion, pounded wildly...
what to do,
General Xiao really hit her right in the head; she's doomed. She has a feeling she's about to fall in love in the near future.
Suddenly,
Her chin was lifted, her red lips were captured and kissed, ending with a light kiss.
Xiao Ji gently patted Shang Changge's head, and before saying goodbye, he couldn't help but utter a sweet and cloying love confession:
"Sleep well, and may I have the honor of appearing in the princess's dreams tonight."
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