Taking the initiative to remarry! The crazy prince is obsessed with me

A little bit of moonlight came in through the window paper, spreading its purity all over the ground.

Murong Xuan hugged the man with his arms, lifted him up, and turned over, trapping him in his arms.

Shen Xiyue suddenly fell into his warm embrace and hurriedly called him: "Murong Xuan, stop making trouble!"

But he didn't say anything. Instead, his breathing became more even, as if he was drunk and fell asleep.

Shen Xiyue lost her temper and began to pull his arms resignedly, trying to roll into the bed, but Murong Xuan suddenly stretched out his legs and put them on her. Although he was thin, his arms and legs were as motionless as iron chains, locking her tightly.

Murong Xuan only felt two soft lumps pressing on him, and it seemed as if a warm current was rushing through his body, making him hug her tighter.

Shen Xiyue could barely move only her head.

She struggled for a long time, then looked up to see that his eyes were closed, the corners of his lips were raised, and he was sleeping peacefully. She was so angry that she howled and bit his shoulder: "Woo woo... let me go, Murong Xuan, you bastard, you start to act like a jerk after drinking a little more!"

She exerted force, and Murong Xuan only felt the flesh on his shoulder was itchy and numb, and her fragrance was drilling into his nose. His whole body and even the joints between his bones were roaring with an unknown fire, so that he finally couldn't pretend anymore and opened his eyes.

He relaxed his arms and legs, and Shen Xiyue also relaxed.

But although she was free, the anger in her heart was still there, and she glared at him angrily. Murong Xuan stared at her charming face with her snow-white teeth biting her red lips, propped himself up with his arms, and stared down at her.

"I won't let go."

He chuckled and responded, raised his hand to pull down the bed curtain, pressed down to kiss her lips, and felt that her lips were fragrant, soft and warm. It was very comfortable to kiss her, and he couldn't help but stick out his tongue to tap her teeth.

Shen Xiyue was pressed down on the bed and kissed. He kissed her lips first. After a while, when he saw that she was out of breath, he moved to her cheeks, nose, eyelids, forehead, and finally began to kiss her mouth.

Shen Xiyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he suddenly let go of her again, holding her face with both hands and panting: "Xiyue, I'm so hot after drinking your wine, I want to take off my clothes and go to bed, okay?"

Shen Xiyue was so shocked by his shamelessness that she was stunned. In her daze, she couldn't figure out whether he was really drunk or just pretending.

He took off all his clothes, then he hugged her and said, "Xiyue, I'm so cold, can you hug me?"

Shen Xiyue: "......"

She was almost crying, and she twisted left and right to try to stop him, but she couldn't, and she didn't have the strength to stop him. In the end, her clothes were removed, her beautiful white breasts rose and fell, and her cheeks were as red as the red plum blossoms in the yard.

Murong Xuan had already pressed down on her, his hot chest touching her. Shen Xiyue only felt that her whole body was filled with Murong Xuan's refreshing fragrance, and the bed curtains were filled with the hot breath he exhaled.

Shen Xiyue was forced to feel his young and strong body. She felt her whole body was numb, as if her bones were crushed and turned into water. She pushed his face with her hand: "Don't mess around!"

Murong Xuan held her wrist, pressed it towards the top of her head, and placed a gentle yet passionate kiss on her neck.

He opened his mouth and bit her ear lip again, suppressing his hoarse voice with an alluring temptation: "Xiyue, why do you smell so good? I really can't stand it..."

"Ah... um..."

He looked at the piece of skin that swayed like water and bit it, gently and eagerly.

Shen Xiyue felt guilty and ashamed. She cried, and her crying was pitiful and cute: "Murong Xuan, how could you do this..."

Murong Xuan kissed her tears in comfort: "Xiyue, it's okay, this is not our first time."

After a pause, he added wickedly, "You and I are going to get married, and this won't be the last time."

As he spoke, his big hand brushed across her slender waist and then moved down.

The words that Shen Xiyue didn't say turned into fragmented humming.

Murong Xuan kissed her again, his eyes were clear, without any trace of drunkenness.

Shen Xiyue quickly turned her head away, not daring to look him in the eye. She felt it was too embarrassing.

He leaned over and pressed down: "Are you impatient? I'm coming right now..."

At that moment, Shen Xiyue's mind was like fireworks exploding. How could she mean that! He had been talking nonsense all night, and in the end he misunderstood her like this, woooo...

There was snow flying all over the sky outside, the hibiscus tent was warm inside the room, and the bed curtains were creaking constantly.

The world was spinning, and Shen Xiyue felt that he was even more violent than the time on their wedding night. Murong Xuan felt like he didn't want to live anymore.

......

The charcoal brazier in the room made crisp crackling sounds, and the flames flew upwards.

Not until they were both exhausted and the air seemed to have been squeezed out of their chests did Murong Xuan let her go and silently admired her in the moonlight.

In this boundless spring scenery, Shen Xiyue, who was as holy as Guanyin and had a gorgeous complexion, made him completely defeated.

He leaned forward, his tall nose touching hers, his warm breath moving down inch by inch...

Shen Xiyue was so embarrassed that she pulled the quilt over her and buried her head in it, clutching the pillow tightly with both hands.

She could never have imagined that Murong Xuan, who had a lot of thoughts, was so, so...

Shen Xiyue felt a little dejected, unable to find an accurate description of herself. She felt ashamed and annoyed, and felt sad...but she also felt inexplicably comfortable.

After a while, Murong Xuan knelt up again. His expression was still as gentle as usual, and he used the tone of discussing things with her, but what he said was:

"Xiyue, can we do it again?"

Shen Xiyue was so angry that she almost died, as if he had really asked for her opinion before deciding to do something.

He said he wanted to marry her, and he also said he wanted her... Is it any use if she resists?

However, what she had to face was that her heart had long been seduced by him, and from the beginning to the end, she was powerless to stop him.

"Call me, Xiyue, I want to hear your voice..."

"Murong Xuan, you... wuwuwu, are you okay...?"

It was dawn outside, and Shen Xiyue was so tired that she fell asleep. Murong Xuan called for hot water, washed her clean, and put her back on the bed.

Shen Xiyue fell into a deep sleep, but Murong Xuan, who had worked hard all night, was not at all tired, but became more alert.

Murong Xuan leaned over and kissed her on the forehead with satisfaction, then stood up and walked out. When he left the door, he did not forget to instruct her maid: "Your princess should sleep a little longer, don't rush to call her. I've been busy these days, so serve the princess well, and I'll reward you handsomely."

I think Lord Shen will be going to the capital in a few days, so he has to go to the emperor first to pave the way.

By the way, prepare some betrothal gifts.