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Wen Qingcheng ran back to her room and sat in front of the mirror. Her whole face was red and the lipstick on her mouth was rubbed out. Wen Qingcheng hurriedly wiped her mouth with a handkerchief. Thinking back to the scene just now, she still felt confused. How could they kiss each other when they just decided to be together?

She hadn't even had a good drink of tea to rinse her mouth, and she was caught off guard... I don't know if she did it right. In her previous life, she was a widowed king and had never kissed anyone. Apart from watching people kissing in movies and TV shows, she had no practical experience in this area. I remember that Mo Jinghong had put his tongue in her, and she unconsciously responded. Is this the correct procedure for kissing?

Wen Qingcheng thought about it and quickly took out the book "Perfect Honey Love" that she found at a book stall in Kyoto. This book is full of practical information. Wen Qingcheng quickly turned to the kissing tutorial and read it carefully. Only then did she realize that she had done nothing wrong and gradually put her mind at ease.

The next morning, Wen Qingcheng had just finished washing up and was sitting in front of the dressing table putting on her makeup when Mo Jinghong arrived.

"Miss, the prince is here." Bai Wei came to report.

Wen Qingcheng had just finished putting on her makeup and combing her hair, but hadn't put on any headdress yet, when she hurried out to greet him. When the two met and their eyes met, Wen Qingcheng suddenly remembered the kiss last night, and her face unconsciously became hot.

"Prince, I'll go help Bai Wei prepare breakfast." Ah Xuan felt the subtle atmosphere and quickly closed the door and ran away.

Mo Jinghong saw that Wen Qingcheng had no fancy decorations, but was wearing a water red dress, which was so beautiful that he liked her more and more. He walked forward quickly and hugged her in his arms. "I thought about you all night last night..."

"So you got up so early in the morning?" Wen Qingcheng put her arms around his waist, put her face against his chest, and said softly.

Mo Jinghong twitched the corner of his mouth and chuckled, thinking: I didn't get up early, I just didn't sleep all night.

"Cheng'er, I didn't mean to do that to you yesterday. I was just a little distracted at the moment. I hope I didn't scare you." Mo Jinghong lowered his head to check Wen Qingcheng's expression.

Two blushes appeared on Wen Qingcheng's face, just like the blooming azaleas, making her look even more beautiful.

"So you were afraid that I would be angry, so you didn't sleep all night." Wen Qingcheng teased with a chuckle.

Yes, he was indeed afraid of frightening her, afraid that she would ignore him. He loved Wen Qingcheng, respected her, and cherished her. All along, he had restrained his love and dared not offend her in the slightest. Until last night, she agreed to be with him, and he could finally hug her and kiss her. He even wanted her, and wanted her madly. So he greedily sucked that sweetness, which belonged only to him. No one, the crown prince or the third prince, could compete with him.

"Then you are angry with me..." Before Mo Jinghong could finish his words, he was blocked by Wen Qingcheng's soft lips.

Mo Jinghong's eyes suddenly lit up. He didn't expect Wen Qingcheng to take the initiative to give him a kiss. After a moment of hesitation, Mo Jinghong tightened his arms, held the soft body in his arms and kissed her back.

Wen Qingcheng's soft little hands began to stroke Mo Jinghong's back and waist according to the instructions in "Perfect Honey Love Encyclopedia", then went around to the front of his body and stroked his muscular chest muscles.

Mo Jinghong breathed heavily and grabbed Wen Qingcheng's wandering little hand, and called out hoarsely, "Cheng'er, you are setting fire." He didn't expect that Cheng'er, who was usually cold and aloof, would become so charming and seductive.

Mo Jinghong, who had just started having sex, could be so excited by a kiss that it aroused his endless lust. The veins on the back of Mo Jinghong's hands were twisted and bulged, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Wen Qingcheng was immersed in the kiss, so she couldn't hear what Mo Jinghong said. When she saw him stop, she slowly closed her eyes, stood on tiptoes, climbed up his neck with both hands, and covered his lips again.

Wen Qingcheng's initiative and enthusiasm made Mo Jinghong very happy. It turned out that she liked him. Facing Wen Qingcheng's enthusiasm, no matter how strong his self-control was, he couldn't stand the teasing of his beloved girl. Mo Jinghong groaned, and intertwined his lips and tongue with Wen Qingcheng, kissing deeply, and his big hands unconsciously climbed from the slender waist to the softness of Wen Qingcheng's chest.

When her sensitive parts were suddenly touched, Wen Qingcheng opened her eyes abruptly and gently pushed Mo Jinghong. She thought to herself: This is not written in "The Perfect Sweet Love Encyclopedia". This question is beyond the scope and I don't know how to do it!

Mo Jinghong thought that his actions just now had offended Wen Qingcheng. She was unhappy, so she tried to comfort him, stretched out the big hand that had just moved around, and asked Wen Qingcheng to hit it. "It's all its fault. Go ahead and hit it."

Wen Qingcheng laughed out loud at his amusement, and leaned gently into Mo Jinghong's arms, "I have already agreed to be with you, and I am your girlfriend. I will not be angry no matter what you do to me, but I am not used to this yet." Wen Qingcheng thought to herself: I only learned the process of kissing in "Perfect Honey Love Encyclopedia", and I haven't learned the rest of the chapters. Besides, we just confirmed our relationship yesterday, and I am not used to such intimate actions yet.

Mo Jinghong hurriedly hugged Wen Qingcheng tightly, and said in a low and mellow voice above her ear: "I understand." Mo Jinghong lowered his head and kissed Wen Qingcheng gently on the forehead. He just felt that his little girl was really like a fairy. What she said, "I will never be angry no matter what I do", really sounded like an invitation. Thinking of this, somewhere in Mo Jinghong's body swelled up again.

"Prince, breakfast is ready." Ah Falcon knocked on the door. Mo Jinghong reluctantly let go of Wen Qingcheng and said in a muffled voice, "Come in."

A Falcon and Bai Wei came in with the food one after another. Wen Qingcheng touched her hot cheeks and turned to look into A Falcon's dark eyes. A Falcon noticed that the rouge on Wen Qingcheng's lips had rubbed out and his son's lips were also rubbed red, and he understood.

Wen Qingcheng looked away and said to Axuan, "Brother Axuan, where is Yingge? Let her come in for dinner."

Mo Jinghong knew that Wen Qingcheng liked to eat together in a lively atmosphere, so he said, "Let her come in."

"Yes." A Falcon pointed to his mouth before leaving.

Mo Jinghong reached out and wiped his lower lip, which was the rouge on Wen Qingcheng's lips. He looked up and saw that the rouge on Wen Qingcheng's lips was also smudged. Thinking of the scene just now, Mo Jinghong looked at Wen Qingcheng with ambiguous eyes.

Wen Qingcheng silently took out a piece of silk and wiped her mouth, thinking that she would touch up her makeup after dinner. After breakfast, they were about to go to work at He's.

"Miss, Mr. Wen is here." Bai Wei came in and said.

Wen Qingcheng was sitting in front of the dressing table putting on her makeup. She was a little surprised to hear Wen Liang coming so early. "Please come in."

"He has been invited to the outer hall."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Wen Qingcheng didn't even put her hair up, she just tied it into a low ponytail and went out.

"Girl..." Bai Wei shouted from behind with a hairpin in her hand. Her daughter was too anxious. It was not good to meet a stranger without combing her hair.

Then, Bai Wei followed him out, and heard Wen Qingcheng call out crisply: "Dad, why are you here so early?"

Bai Wei's eyes widened. This elegantly dressed nobleman was actually her daughter's father? He looked too young. He looked elegant and refined, not like someone that old.