The sparrow cried out as it was being pulled, kicking and punching as it struggled: "You idiot, are you sick? Why are you pulling me? I haven't even helped my young lady with her bathing yet."
"I don't need you," Wuhen said curtly after leaving for a while.
Soon, Lin Shuang and Bai Lu also came out with shy and happy expressions.
By the time Ji Fengyao realized something was wrong, only she and Shang Xiye remained in the room.
At that moment, she was half-lying in his arms, clutching his arm with both hands. He had somehow gotten behind her and gently lifted her up, pulling her completely into his embrace.
This pose is a bit intimate.
Ji Fengyao glanced down at her slightly disheveled clothes, shifted uncomfortably on his lap, and thought of getting off: "Your Highness, let's sit down and talk properly. We're not outside, this isn't appropriate."
"My legs are a little sore and uncomfortable. It would be more comfortable if there was something heavy pressing on them," Shang Xiye said, his beautiful eyes fixed on her with a serious expression.
Is this person talking nonsense?
Can leg pain be relieved by pressing down on it with a heavy object?
“But, Your Highness…” Ji Fengyao still felt it was inappropriate and wanted to leave.
"You just said you would cooperate with me, but that doesn't count anymore." Shang Xiye wrapped his arms tightly around her back, pulling her closer to his embrace. His voice, deliberately lowered, was deep and magnetic, with a seductive whisper: "If I grant your wish, you will be responsible for my 'choice of a seat' problem during the days you spend with me."
"That's it?" Ji Fengyao was a little confused.
Isn't that requirement too simple?
"Are you sure? No regrets?"
Ji Fengyao still didn't believe it. If the Ninth Prince only had this much appetite, then those people outside wouldn't be so afraid of him.
"I'm sure, I won't regret it," Shang Xiye answered decisively, suppressing his inner elation.
In this way, even if he no longer needs acupuncture and his injuries heal and the poison is neutralized, he can still legitimately share a bed with her.
Even if he "accidentally" does something out of line, she can forget about kicking him out again.
Ji Fengyao felt that something was not right, but she couldn't figure out what it was.
In order to completely lower the young bandit's guard, Shang Xiye acted as usual all night, without letting her detect any of his thoughts.
The next day, just as dawn broke, Shang Xi woke up.
Looking down at the delicate beauty in his arms, her porcelain-white, tender little face was pressed together against his chest, her thick, curled eyelashes were lightly closed, her sleeping face was peaceful and beautiful, and her soft body made him want to knead her tightly.
With a gentle flip, he pinned her beneath him, his kisses landing softly on her brow, the tip of her nose, and her cheeks.
Finally, it reached her soft, fragrant lips, lingering there, gradually deepening in color.
Ji Fengyao mumbled in a daze: Holy crap, where did this dog come from? It's so annoying, licking her head and face all over.
"Get away!"
In her dazed murmur, a soft little hand slapped Shang Xiye's face, but he caught it and pressed it against her cheek.
The kisses moved from the lips to the ear, accompanied by hot breaths, and a light bite was taken at the earlobe.
Ji Fengyao's ears are extremely sensitive; being bitten by one is like having an acupuncture point struck.
She woke up instantly, opened her eyes and saw Shang Xiye lying on top of her, lightly kissing her face. She immediately frowned and said, "Your Highness, what are you doing!"
Her voice, still heavy with sleepiness and soft, sounded more like a coquettish plea than a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance.
"Don't you remember what I said? If I can't wake you up from now on, I will wake you up in this way." Shang Xiye looked up at her closely, his voice almost whispering, full of seductive breathiness.
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