After exchanging marriage with my elder sister, I won with a bad hand.

In broad daylight, only this absurd prince could do such a thing. It made her very upset.

But the feeling this time was a little different from the previous two times. I could actually feel a hint of joy.

In this way, Shen Yihuan had fewer complaints in his heart.

Actually, she was the one who initiated the conversation, but she didn't expect the other party to have such a weak self-control. She warned herself silently in her heart that she should be more careful in the future and not let herself fall into it again.

After feeding her twice, Zhao Xun finally let her go, but she was already weak and limp, and she leaned obediently in his arms, her mind still a little dazed. The love affair just now was like a storm, and her boat was like entering the sea, and now she still felt like she was floating.

Suddenly, Zhao Xun's hoarse voice came to my ears again: "Huan'er, I'm hungry."

Shen Yihuan was startled and said quickly: "No, Your Highness, you have already eaten two meals." Now she was like a frightened bird, her whole body was weak, and she no longer had the strength to deal with him.

Thinking of this, she silently planned in her heart that she should quickly find an opportunity for Jiang Nan and Jiang Bei to distract Zhao Xun's attention.

In this way, she can not only consolidate her favor, but also avoid working herself so hard.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhao Xun saw her panic-stricken face, and felt extremely satisfied. He stretched out his hand and hooked her little nose and said, "You are hungry."

Then, he looked at her and smiled, then leaned close to her ear and whispered, "You've used up a lot of energy from the exercise just now, so you're getting hungry." At the same time, he grabbed her little hand, placed it on his strong abdominal muscles, and rubbed it gently.

Shen Yihuan was still a little dazed, but suddenly he felt that the touch of his hand was good, hard and slippery.

She couldn't help but complain in her heart that this man had quite delicate skin.

Shen Yihuan was silent for a while, then asked tentatively: "Your Highness, then can someone serve the meal?"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xun shook his head and said, "No, I want to eat the pastries you made by yourself, the kind that you can eat one bite at a time." When he was in high spirits, he bit Shen Yihuan's plump and round earlobe.

Shen Yihuan was startled, his eyes full of helplessness, and he said angrily: "Your Highness, you..."

However, this shameless guy was very clingy and kept whispering to her for a long time before finally letting her go.

Shen Yihuan quickly asked, "Have you finished eating the food I sent to His Highness this morning?"

"Finished."

"Then your highness, aren't you tired of eating?"

"How could that be? Huan'er, the pastries you specially made for me are so delicious, how could I get tired of them?" Zhao Xun grinned like a fool.

Shen Yihuan expressed her admiration for the self-conceit that he had automatically imagined, but she did not expose him, but took the initiative to admit it.

She also said very considerately: "As long as Your Highness likes it, I will get up and make some pastries for You right away." After saying that, she slowly got up and began to get dressed.

Zhao Xun also stood up and hugged her with emotion.

"Huan'er, you are so nice."

Shen Yihuan suddenly discovered that this childish boy seemed to be acting coquettishly with her.

Is this the way men and women get along? It really is, very novel. How to describe it, well, it's a bit corny.

However, she did not object to this practice at all, and sometimes even felt quite warm in her heart.

It seems that in this harem, there is not only fighting, but also a trace of warmth.

Shen Yihuan didn't realize that her state of mind was slowly being influenced by Zhao Xun. She was now like a young girl who had just begun to fall in love, and her heart was slowly softening.

This time, Zhao Xun quickly put on his clothes without anyone helping him. Then, when he saw that Shen Yihuan was only wearing an undershirt and the rest of her clothes were not on, he instantly became interested.

"and many more."

Shen Yihuan stopped and looked at Zhao Xun in confusion: "Your Highness, is there something wrong?"

"Today, let me help you dress." As he said this, he came forward.

Shen Yihuan subconsciously moved back and refused: "How can this be done, Your Highness? Let me do it myself." What's wrong with this guy? He actually wanted to help her put on clothes. What is he thinking?

Zhao Xun stepped forward and held her hand, smiling and said, "Don't move, let me do it."

Seeing that he was really determined, Shen Yihuan could only stop and let him do whatever he wanted.

When getting dressed, the two of them inevitably had physical contact. Shen Yihuan felt her face flushed and she was really not used to this.

However, Zhao Xun would snicker at her cute reaction from time to time, and sometimes tease her maliciously.

However, these complicated dresses made him wear them correctly. This surprised her a little, perhaps because she had served Jiang Yining in this way before, after all, they were in love at that time.

"Okay, Your Highness. I will go to the small kitchen and make some pastries for Your Highness." Finally, after the last piece of clothing was put on her, Shen Yihuan seemed to have been free. She finished her words quickly and walked quickly out of the palace.

Zhao Xun looked at Shen Yihuan who was fleeing in panic, his heart seemed to be filled with something, and he followed slowly.

When he arrived at the small kitchen, Shen Yihuan was already making cakes. When he saw him come in, he hurriedly said, "Your Highness, why are you here? It's crowded and dirty here. You should wait outside."

"I came to see how you make such delicious pastries." Zhao Xun looked around in the small kitchen for a while, and suddenly suggested, "Let me help you. Just tell me what you need." As he said that, he actually rolled up his sleeves, as if he was about to join in.

Seeing that he was serious, Shen Yihuan still refused, "Your Highness, please don't make trouble in the kitchen. I can do it by myself." As she spoke, she drove him out.

The prince is so precious, she doesn't think he can really work, so as not to cause trouble and fail to make the pastries.

He is being disliked!

Zhao Xun couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and hugged Shen Yihuan, and shouted: "Okay, you dare to despise my highness."

"Your Highness, stop making trouble." Shen Yihuan raised her hands to avoid Zhao Xun, so as to prevent the flour on her hands from rubbing onto his clothes, but this guy didn't seem to mind at all. He suddenly grabbed her hand and quickly touched her face.

"Haha, now I'm a little cat."

Shen Yihuan was speechless. She knew it, she knew it. This guy was not serious and only knew how to play. Childish!

She wiped the flour off her face and began to threaten and bribe: "If you make trouble again, you won't have any cakes to eat."

But she didn't expect that Zhao Xun didn't feel threatened at all, and he hugged her and acted like a spoiled child with a smile.

"If you can't eat that cake, I'll eat you."

This is really true, it’s hard to explain.

Shen Yihuan stamped his feet in anger: "Your Highness, you are unreasonable."

Zhao Xun looked at her coquettish look and felt hot in his heart, so he held her face and kissed her.

Then he said softly, "Do you want me to help you or not?" Then he used a coquettish tone and stared at her like a little puppy.

Shen Yihuan was really defeated by him and could only nod resignedly.

"Alright, alright, I'll follow your Highness."