Chapter 120: Climbing the Wall (2)
"Is that..." the Eighth Prince said in disbelief, "Young Miss Sun's voice?"
Having sex in broad daylight, in the residence?
Wasn't this a bit too exaggerated? At any rate, she was the dignified Designated Crown Princess...
The Eighth Prince's own martial arts were not refined, but he had a first-class expert protecting him, known in the jianghu as the "Jade-Faced Swordsman." That was the cold-tempered swordsman behind him.
The Jade-Faced Swordsman had been standing steadily on the wall for a while. He rolled his eyes at the Eighth Prince, who was still panting and climbing the wall, too lazy to answer him.
The Eighth Prince muttered to himself, "That's her voice, I wouldn't mishear it. This woman... you really can't tell. She acts all proper on the surface, won't even let me grope her, but when she cries in bed, she's so wanton?"
Just as he finished speaking, he unintentionally glanced down and his legs almost trembled, nearly making him fall again. "Why did that old fart have to build the courtyard walls so high?"
The Jade-Faced Swordsman steadied the Eighth Prince and said coolly, "Are you going to just squat here and watch, or do you want to go in and watch?"
The Eighth Prince shot him a look. "Watch my ass from here? Of course I'm going in to watch."
The Jade-Faced Swordsman frowned. "There are at least thirty to fifty experts in ambush inside. If it were just me, I might be able to get in without anyone knowing. But bringing you..."
The Eighth Prince's "three-legged cat" (basic) kung fu... bringing him in would just be a burden. It would definitely cause trouble.
The Eighth Prince knew his own limits. He glanced reluctantly in the direction of the wanton cries, which were getting louder and louder. Helpless, he pouted at the Jade-Faced Swordsman and ordered, "Then you go in and scout first. Report back to me immediately with whatever you see."
"Swoosh." The Jade-Faced Swordsman flew off.
Only the Eighth Prince was left, lying on the wall, unwilling to leave, not daring to move.
The Jade-Faced Swordsman expended a great deal of effort to bypass the guards in the residence, get to the roof of Sun Jiaojiao's boudoir, and lift a tile. He looked through the small gap and saw the scene in the room.
He saw the Young Miss Sun, completely naked, riding on the waist of a "jade-faced" (handsome) young man in a 'topsy-turvy' (woman-on-top) position, desperately twisting her hips up and down. Her legs were wrapped tightly around the man beneath her. Just then, she tilted her head back, her eyes closed, her face full of dissatisfaction, which was perfectly reflected in the Jade-Faced Swordsman's eyes. The slutty aura shot straight up to the roof, almost blinding the Jade-Faced Swordsman.
"Ah... ah... deeper..."
"Deep... deeper, feels so good..."
"Young Miss, don't clamp so tight... you're going to make me shoot..."
The Jade-Faced Swordsman reckoned the two in the room were about to finish, so he prepared to replace the tile in disgust.
In truth, following the Eighth Prince, he had seen too much of this "topsy-turvy" stuff between men and women. It wasn't strange, and he even found it somewhat disgusting.
The Jade-Faced Swordsman saw it clearly. The angle at which Sun Jiaojiao was pressed down... their eyes met perfectly.
But even though Sun Jiaojiao clearly saw someone on the roof, not only was she not afraid, she cried out even more wantonly.
"Thrust lighter..."
"Good brother, thrust lighter... ah..."
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