Chapter 26: First Night (12)
"Your Highness still has the nerve to say it... Wasn't it Your Highness who made it...?"
"Oh?" Her words piqued the Crown Prince's interest. He hooked her chin and asked in return, "How did This Prince make it?"
"Your Highness is teasing me again..."
Sun Jiaojiao turned her head away, deliberately not answering him.
She naturally understood all the sweet and dirty talk of the bedroom. This arrogant Crown Prince, he just wanted to trick her into saying that the bedful of water was all from his thrusting.
Sigh. After her orgasm, some of her senses had returned. She hadn't forgotten that she was impersonating a high-born lady.
Although she was faking it one moment and not the next, it was still better than giving up completely and brazenly revealing her slutty nature.
But as it happened, His Highness the Crown Prince was very satisfied after seeing Sun Jiaojiao squirt. He was in an excellent mood, and even the way he looked at her seemed to be dripping with honey. "You don't understand? Or are you too embarrassed to say?"
"Understand what?" Sun Jiaojiao played dumb. She really had no strength left in her entire body. The bird-like portion of dinner she'd eaten was almost completely burned off. Now her arms were weak, her legs were weak. Her whole body could only lean limply against the Crown Prince. She didn't care if it was shameful or not, but her words didn't back down one bit. "Why doesn't Your Highness teach me?"
She couldn't beat him in bed, so how could she let him win with words too?
Seeing him at a loss for words, Sun Jiaojiao was instantly pleased with herself, as if she had just won a great victory.
This little expression, in His Highness the Crown Prince's eyes, seemed rather... intimate.
After so many years on horseback and at war, he had never felt so comfortable. Even though that last wave had only sent Sun Jiaojiao to paradise, and his own desire had not been fully released—his Dragon Root was still hanging, large and well-behaved, between his two 'balls'—he still felt incomparably at ease.
What was this called?
"To die under a peony flower, even as a ghost, one is romantic."
Actually, putting aside the country, putting aside court politics, and just occasionally indulging in love like this, without scheming, without considering anything... it was quite nice.
Sun Jiaojiao stared into the Crown Prince's eyes. She didn't know that his "heart of seven orifices" had already considered far too many things. She was still foolishly studying his eyes, thinking that this pair of eyes was definitely the most beautiful she had ever seen. Beneath their imposing power, they held a trace of unfathomable light. It made one very curious... what kind of face could possibly match such a beautiful pair of eyes?
This face... after their first night, she didn't know if she would ever have the chance to see it again.
Unconsciously, Sun Jiaojiao sighed.
"Why do you sigh?" The Crown Prince sensed that her sigh was full of deep meaning and questioned her sternly.
He almost blurted out, "Could it be that This Prince did not satisfy you?"
Sun Jiaojiao was startled by his voice and only then came back to her senses. She realized that she had unconsciously raised a hand and was fumbling at the corner of the Crown Prince's eye, just an inch away from removing his black mask.
She sheepishly pulled her hand back, seeming to mutter to herself, but also as if speaking to the Crown Prince, "Sigh, what right do I have to sigh?"
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