After traveling through time, she just wanted to eat, drink and have fun

Zhu Yu was waiting for him to eat in the front hall. When she saw him coming back, she was about to order the servants to bring the food, but she heard Prince Jing coldly say to the people below, "You all should do what you should do." Then, without waiting for Zhu Yu to ask, he took her hand and walked towards his room.

Zhu Yu: ... I’m a little scared. What’s going on?

As soon as they entered the room, Prince Jing slammed the door shut, pushed Zhu Yu against the door and kissed her. Zhu Yu not only felt the man's strength and irresistibility, but also felt the anger and powerlessness of the man who was hugging her tightly. She tried to push Prince Jing away, but he was too strong and she was afraid of touching his wound, so she couldn't break free for a while. Gradually, Zhu Yu's heartbeat accelerated, her breathing became rapid, and her body trembled involuntarily.

Prince Jing's kiss became more and more passionate, and his tongue tip gently pried open Zhu Yu's teeth and explored her mouth. Zhu Yu's body gradually became soft, her hands unconsciously grasped Prince Jing's clothes, and her heartbeat seemed to jump out of her chest.

After a long time, just when Zhu Yu could no longer bear it, Prince Jing's kiss gradually became gentle. He gently licked Zhu Yu's lips, as if he was tasting the most delicious food in the world. The violence in his eyes disappeared, replaced by tenderness and endless lust. His hand stroked Zhu Yu's hair soothingly, as if sighing, as if whispering: "My dear Ah Yu."

Zhu Yu's hands froze. For some reason, she felt distressed. Her man must have been wronged outside. She let go of her hands, put her arms around Prince Jing's waist, and patted him gently on the back.

When Prince Jing saw her response, he panted and kissed her fair lips again. The kiss became deeper and deeper, and his hands became more and more unruly. Zhu Yu's body gradually became hot, her breathing became rapid, and her eyes became blurred.

Prince Jing felt Zhu Yu's change, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He raised his hand and gently stroked Zhu Yu's cheek. His straightforward and naked eyes seemed to tell her that she had to be his tonight. Then, in Zhu Yu's blurred eyes, he stretched out his hand to tear open his clothes. In order to facilitate the dressing, he had been wearing loose clothes that were easy to put on and take off in recent days. At this moment, the clothes were loosely hung on his arms, revealing a large area of ​​skin on his chest.

Then he took Zhu Yu's hand.

Zhu Yu's face immediately showed a hint of shyness, but she obviously had no intention of struggling. Her hands, led by Prince Jing, gently stroked Prince Jing's skin, causing him to tremble wherever they touched. This was really a bewitching torture. Prince Jing couldn't help but kiss Zhu Yu's lips fiercely again. This time, Zhu Yu felt full of possessiveness. He held Zhu Yu's hand more and more unruly, taking her all the way down from the chest, across the abdominal muscles, and about to disappear...

Zhu Yu's hands trembled and she tried to break free. She was really scared. She had never seen that before in her life, let alone being touched.

"Be good, don't be afraid, Ayu."

"Ayu, take care of me."

The deep and sexy voice made Zhu Yu's heart tremble. She also wanted to fulfill him at all costs, but...

"Your Majesty..."

"Ayu, call me Brother Jing..."

"..."

"Ayu, call me..."

"Um...Brother Jing...Do you know why the Imperial Astronomical Observatory calculates auspicious days?"