The soft and tender princess is loved by everyone and the love-brains just want to get on top

"you try?"

Song Shiyan let out a light "tsk", put his arms around her waist and lifted her up slightly.

I could just see her delicate and soft appearance. Her tender lips looked even redder because of the previous affection and lingering. I wanted to ravage them at the first sight.

Song Shiyan stroked her chin, caressing her delicate skin with his fingertips, and whispered, "I have never been able to resist Jiaojiao."

Yan Jiaojiao was too lazy to listen to his sweet talk and wanted to push him away.

Although his hand was resting on her back, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

She would not wrong herself.

But just as she finished saying this, she didn't expect Song Shiyan to lean over, put his hand around her legs, and pick her up sideways.

Song Shiyan picked her up and walked towards the bed.

Yan Jiaojiao subconsciously put her arms around his neck and said unhappily, "Could you have told me first? You scared me."

Her complaints were like acting like a spoiled child to Song Shiyan and had no effect at all.

Seeing that she seemed a little unhappy, Song Shiyan looked down at her with an ambiguous look in his eyes, and said lovingly, "Okay, tell me first and then hug me next time."

Boring man.

Yan Jiaojiao ignored him.

It seems that Song Shiyan’s temper is much better now. If it were before, he might have refuted her a few words.

Song Shiyan put her next to the bed and half-knelt down to take off her shoes.

Yan Jiaojiao looked at his appearance and suddenly asked, "What did you talk about last night?"

"Jiaojiao wants to know?"

Song Shiyan looked up at her, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Of course, why else would I ask you?"

Yan Jiaojiao has always been outspoken, she was just curious about what they discussed last night.

And it seems that Song Shiyan is the first one?

"Give me a kiss and I'll tell you, how about that?"

Song Shiyan stood up and sat beside her, keeping his eyes on her.

"You have a beautiful idea."

"My idea is indeed beautiful. Doesn't Jiaojiao want to know?"

As Song Shiyan spoke, he put his arm around her shoulders, exerted a little force, and held her in his arms.

He whispered seductively, "You really don't want to know?"

Yan Jiaojiao slowly raised her head and gave him a perfunctory kiss on the lips, ignoring Song Shiyan's dissatisfied look, and leaned against him, not wanting to move.

"Jiaojiao is so perfunctory."

"Can you tell me?"

"This is a secret between us. You can't tell Jiaojiao."

Yan Jiaojiao: “…”

She looked at him expressionlessly.

Song Shiyan was about to explain further, but before he could open his mouth, he was pushed away.

"Are you angry? I was wrong. I won't tease you anymore..."

Song Shiyan cleared his throat, afraid that she was really angry, and quickly began to coax her.

It just doesn't work.

……

"Clap~"

The sound of a door closing.

The consequence of his suicidal behavior was that he was ruthlessly kicked out.

"You can say it or not, but this princess doesn't want to see you for the time being."

Yan Jiaojiao said lightly.

In fact, she was not angry, she just couldn't stand Song Shiyan.

Who asked him to whet her appetite on purpose?

"Jiao Jiao?"

Song Shiyan called her softly from outside the door.

There was no response from the room. It was obvious that the person inside didn't want to pay attention to him.

At this moment, a trace of regret flashed through his mind. If he had known earlier, he would not have done this.

Song Shiyan didn't leave, but waited for her outside the door.

In fact, if he wanted to, there were many ways for him to get in and find her.

I'm just afraid that this will make her even angrier.

I don’t know how long it took.

Yan Jiaojiao finally came out.

"Why are you still here?"

When she opened the door, she saw Song Shiyan leaning outside.

"I'm afraid Jiaojiao will get angry and ignore me."

Song Shiyan came over and hugged her, resting his head on the crook of her neck, sniffing her fragrance: "Don't be angry anymore, okay? Hmm?"

The last ending tone was low and gentle, and Yan Jiaojiao's heart seemed to be grabbed and suddenly softened.

She snorted softly: "I wasn't angry in the first place."

"Well, Jiaojiao is right."

Song Shiyan had just suffered a loss, so now he didn't refute anything she said.

He didn't want to gain any advantage verbally, and if he wanted to gain any advantage, he would do so elsewhere. A momentary verbal pleasure would not bring him any benefit, and would only make the person in his arms angry.

"Is Jiaojiao going to leave the house?"

"Well, I made an appointment with Luo Xi to go to the theater together today."

"Can I come along?"

"What are you going to do?"

Yan Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows and looked at him leisurely.

They were talking and watching the show, and if there was a man sitting next to them, Ning Luoxi would probably feel uncomfortable.

"Jiaojiao belongs to me alone today. I won't have the chance to hug and kiss her tomorrow."

Song Shiyan's words made Yan Jiaojiao guess something.

So the solution they came up with was to take turns?

"No wonder you two are so harmonious."

"well enough."

"Go if you want to. If you feel uncomfortable, you can just stay next door. How about that?"

"it is good."

*

In the theater.

Ning Luoxi has arrived.

But there was also a man beside her.

It is not difficult to tell what kind of relationship they have from their intimate actions.

"Jiaojiao is here, the show has been going on for a while."

"It's okay. I was delayed for a while on my way here."

Yan Jiaojiao sat down next to her, and Song Shiyan followed closely behind her.

"This is Huayao. He insisted on coming with me."

Ning Luoxi blinked at him. If she didn't want someone else to be there, she would ask him to leave for a while.

But she saw that there was a man following Yan Jiaojiao, who was the beauty she had seen before.

"Song Shiyan, he also said he wanted to follow me, so I had to bring him here."

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing more.

*

After watching the show, they went to the shop to look at the newly arrived fabrics.

"Princess, these are all new fabrics we have. They are all top quality fabrics."

Yan Jiaojiao reached out and touched it. It was very soft and silky, and indeed quite good.

"Just like before, just send it to the princess's mansion."

Yan Jiaojiao buys fabric here almost every once in a while.

"Okay, I'll deliver it to your house today."

The shopkeeper's face was full of smiles. The eldest princess would always buy cloth from him and was very generous, often giving him a lot of tips.

So naturally he was happy.

Yan Jiaojiao suddenly thought that there were many more people in the princess's mansion.

Since they are all our own people, we naturally cannot treat them unfairly.

"Boss, have someone measure him."

The shopkeeper quickly asked the people in the shop to take Song Shiyan to measure the size.

"Do you have any more fabric for men?"

"Yes, yes, all of them."

“Which is the best?”

The shopkeeper pointed to a model in front of him and said, "This one is very good. Many young masters of noble families like to use this fabric to make clothes."

Yan Jiaojiao nodded.

"Then send some more of this cloth to your house."

"Okay, how much would you like, Princess?"

"Five."