Chapter 133: Seducing Xiao Yi (1)
Sun Jiaojiao was well-behaved for a few days after her wedding.
For one, His Highness the Crown Prince didn't leave the residence for several days, accompanying her in the Crown Prince's Residence, making music night after night. For two, the guards who had come with her dowry were all arranged to be on duty in the outer courtyard, and Sun Jiaojiao had no chance to see them.
As the saying goes, one day apart feels like three autumns.
After many days of not seeing those men wandering around in front of her, Sun Jiaojiao actually missed them a little...
Taking advantage of a moment when the Crown Prince was out on business, Sun Jiaojiao lifted her skirt and went to the outer courtyard to find Xiao Er and the others.
Unfortunately, it was bad timing. Xiao Er, Xiao San, and Xiao Si had all been arranged by the housekeeper to do manual labor. Only Xiao Yi, who was still injured, was resting in the guards' room.
So, Sun Jiaojiao used the excuse of visiting an injured person and pushed open Xiao Yi's door.
Yu'er knew that the Crown Prince's Residence was not as casual as the Minister's Residence, so she loyally stood guard at the door for her.
The moment Xiao Yi saw Sun Jiaojiao, his expression changed.
"Young..." He habitually blurted out "Young Miss," but after saying just one word, he realized it was wrong. He changed his tune and kneeled. "Your Highness, the Crown Princess, chit-sui chit-sui chien-chien-sui (long live, long live, long, long live)."
"What's with all the pointless formalities?" Sun Jiaojiao was most annoyed by being kneeled to and called "Your Highness, the Crown Princess, chit-sui chit-sui chien-chien-sui" everywhere she went. It was like a tongue twister, making her head spin. "Just call me Young Miss, like before. Stop kneeling, get up!"
But Xiao Yi remained kneeling, his neck stiff, not reacting.
"Sigh..."
Sun Jiaojiao, seeing his serious appearance, couldn't help but tease him.
She walked around to Xiao Yi's side, deliberately crouched down halfway, her slender, jade-like hand resting on his shoulder. She breathed fragrant air by his ear and teased, "We've already slept together, what's with all these pointless formalities? If you really want to kneel, go over there and kneel..."
After speaking, she glanced at the guard's bed.
Xiao Yi's mind immediately conjured an image of Sun Jiaojiao lying on the narrow guard's bed, her legs bent, spread slightly, her face flushed as she moaned, being licked to climax by him as he kneeled on the bed. His face instantly flushed red.
"Young Miss, please conduct yourself with respect."
A resolute voice came. It was Xiao Yi's usual coldness.
The colder Xiao Yi's face was, the more Sun Jiaojiao found it interesting, and the more she wanted to seduce him.
Anyway, no matter what kind of foul face he put on, in the end, wasn't he always going to be dragged into bed by her, fucked, and then repent afterward?
"Yo?" Sun Jiaojiao unintentionally waved her fragrant silk sleeve in front of him, making him frown at the woman's cosmetic scent. "A few days ago, who was it in bed who was licked to climax and still wanted more? You got your pleasure, put on your pants, and now you're denying it?"
Xiao Yi, hearing her shamelessly bring that up, felt even more uncomfortable. "That was then, this is now. Young Miss, please conduct yourself with respect."
But Sun Jiaojiao was relentless. "You're just heartless after fucking, 'turning the page faster than a book.' How is it 'that was then, this is now'?"
Xiao Yi said awkwardly, "At that time, Young Miss was unmarried. Now, Young Miss is already the Crown Princess."
"Oh, so when I was unmarried, you could put a green hat on the Crown Prince, but now that I'm married, you don't have the guts to?"
"It's not that I don't have the guts..."
Xiao Yi's reflex was to retort that it wasn't that he didn't have the guts. But before the words could leave his mouth, he realized he had fallen into Sun Jiaojiao's trap again.
"Aha, if it's not 'no guts,' then what is it?" Sun Jiaojiao, seeing his annoyed expression, couldn't help but giggle. Her hand, "dishonestly," stuffed itself into Xiao Yi's shirt, groping his chest again and again.
"In any case, Young Miss, please conduct yourself with respect."
Although Xiao Yi said this, he didn't pull Sun Jiaojiao's hand out.
Sun Jiaojiao felt the scar on his chest, her heart aching a little. She couldn't help but gently caress the scar and ask in a soft voice, "Does it still hurt here?"
This stinking man... his temper was foul, but his heart was extremely good.
Xiao Yi didn't expect her to suddenly show concern for him. He froze for a moment, then said honestly, "It still hurts a little when touched..."
Sun Jiaojiao, hearing it still hurt, quickly pulled her hand out. But she was here today to "eat" Xiao Yi, so she wouldn't let him go just like that.
She turned and put her hand into Xiao Yi's pants.
"If it hurts, I won't touch there. Let's touch somewhere else..." Her hand groped that piece of "living flesh," which was temporarily in a soft state. She teased, "Does it hurt when I touch here?"
Xiao Yi was, after all, a red-blooded man. How could he withstand such teasing?
Instantly, the soft "living flesh," as if pumped full of adrenaline, immediately became engorged and swelled up.
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