The woman is not very virtuous, and the handsome man touches her hard

The night was quiet.

It seemed that everyone in Shengjing had fallen asleep.

Between heaven and earth, the only sound you can hear is the sound of dripping rain, nourishing the earth.

In every part of the princess's mansion, apart from the exquisite lanterns emitting a halo of light, the surroundings were also quiet.

In the Penglai Courtyard.

Drops of water fell from the eaves in strings.

The huge crabapple tree standing at the edge of the yard was shrouded in a white curtain of rain, which was beautiful and dreamy. Occasionally, some branches would sink heavily, and many flowers soaked in rain would separate from the branches and fall to the ground.

The clean stone floor was scrubbed clean like a mirror, except for the petals scattered everywhere.

On the dark ground, two figures, like jade carvings, were reflected, entangled in the rain.

The man's hand went around the back of her head, grabbed the rope around her neck and pulled it free.

"This, can't be thrown away."

Su Qianou raised her hand and grabbed the piece of cloth, then raised her head with a faint smile in her eyes. However, because of the rain in front of her, the smile also had a hazy feeling.

Her jade-like hands slid across his rain-soaked white underwear, along his chest muscles to his waist and abdomen, and hung the bellyband around his waist.

"It's standard for a lunatic to wear a bellyband around his waist."

A self-disciplined and polite person like Zhuang Yumian suddenly had his heart rhythm irregular because of the word "madman".

Looking at the red bellyband around his waist, he felt that the blooming lotus on it almost burned his eyesight.

"Now I want to ride a giant dragon and soar into the sky... and become a god!" Su Qianou pushed him back with a seductive smile on her lips.

Zhuang Yumian fell backwards instantly!

His heart and eyes were filled with Su Qianou, and he was completely defenseless against her, so he didn't resist at all.

He thought he would fall to the ground, but he found a soft veil brushing against both sides of his cheeks. In a flash, the back of his head did not hit the hard floor, but fell on a soft pillow.

The rain curtain was instantly blocked out, and the sound of dripping rain could be heard from above the head.

There are colorful curtains in front, behind, left and right.

This is... a swing bed?!

When he kissed Su Qianou, he was clearly still some distance away from the swing bed.

He didn't even notice that we were kissing here.

He felt like he was sleeping in a ball of cotton, and before he could react, Su Qianou had already caught up with him.

From today on, Su Qianou felt that she should have a new title, the Dragon Taming Princess!

Zhuang Yumian's eyes widened instantly, he took a deep breath, and his neck stretched into beautiful lines.

Su Qianou immediately bent down and pressed her lips against his, grabbing his collar and blocking his humming sound in her mouth...

Then he raised his finger to him and made a "hush" gesture.

He was like a fish whose air had been sucked out of it, his jade-like body stained with desire, his breath taken away by Su Qianou, he trembled helplessly, veins popping out on the backs of his hands as he clutched the sheets on both sides.

"set off!"

Su Qianou let go of him, raised his arms and said only two words.

Then she stopped caring about him and just indulged in her own crazy happiness.

The more Zhuang Yumian got involved, the more his body became shaken as if it were electrocuted, his mind trembled, and his brain went blank.

It seems that I have forgotten the instinctive breathing.

Listen to the rain?

He could not hear any sound of rain at all.

There was only the crackling sound of thunder in my head and the swaying figure in my sight.

When a self-disciplined and polite person quickly went from being moved, to jealous, and then to having sexual desire for her, Zhuang Yumian knew that he was finished.

He still remembered that he was once a towering gentleman with a strong will, but in front of her, he was almost defeated.

Even though I have read so many of the stories she wrote.

I have also studied it carefully.

Just as the general would repeatedly rehearse his newly acquired military book on the sand table, he also had many dreams.

But it was all just talk after all. When it came to actual combat, the stimulation from the senses of smell, touch and hearing... was even more exaggerated than he had imagined.

It seemed as if a beam of electric current was shooting up along his tailbone, accurately hitting every one of his weak points.

For a moment, his already blank mind was pushed up into the void again, to the clouds, and he saw the fireworks exploding in the world.

"Hoo, Princess..."

There was a layer of tears in the sickly boy's eyes, which finally attracted Su Qianou's sympathy. She bent down and kissed him again, swallowing his breath into her mouth.

As their lips met, Su Qianou noticed that there were water droplets on his eyelashes.

"Is it so comfortable? You're crying?" Su Qianou paused in breathing, and the light in her eyes showed how excited she was.

Zhuang Yumian herself had a superior bone structure and a beautiful face. The way he looked at her with such a wronged look and without saying a word really softened Su Qianou's heart.

Su Qianou's bright facial features still showed lust as she spoke in a doting tone.

"If you don't like it, I'll spit it out and return it to you."

She stood up and was about to leave when she saw him loosen the bed sheet and restrain her waist with his big hands.

"I don't dislike it. I just want to tell you, Princess... there are many ways to become a god. Your humble servant... Your humble servant..."

There was a sexy milky halo on Zhuang Yumian's chest, and her wet black hair was scattered on the curtains. She was like a drowning cat, struggling to escape into the sea, but her owner had not yet allowed it.

"Speak while you have something to say."

"I feel that the dragon is the overlord of the sky, the master! It is the authority! It can turn clouds and rain with a flip of its hand! Although the dragon the princess mentioned is a part of me, I still feel..."

A hint of surprise flashed across Su Qianou's eyes. "What do you think?"

"I think dragons won't always be inferior!"

She could see him immersed in lust when she looked up.

The eyes that were still filled with tears a moment ago now looked as if a beast had raised its head and madly bared its fangs, staring at her, vowing to bite her into its belly. The moment the beast roared, Zhuang Yumian hugged her and rolled over, and the two turned over and exchanged positions.

"I can submit."

"But the dragon refused to surrender."

Su Qianou stretched her swan neck and squinted her eyes...

up to you.

Suddenly, her thoughts were shattered by a speeding train. The train clanged across the tracks, drowning out everyone's screams.

As her sight moved, she saw that the man's transparent undergarment was half dry and half wet, full of wrinkles. His underwear was gone, but her bellyband was still hanging on the crooked belt, dangling around his waist.

The red hairpins in her hair fell off and disappeared, but the bellyband was still there?

It’s also strange.

Maybe that bellyband is just to prove his identity as a "madman"?

Next time she introduced Zhuang Yumian, she had already thought of the words: Let me introduce him to you all again. He's not a prim and proper scholar, nor is he a beautiful, strong, and miserable person without any offensive power. He's a lunatic! Rough as in rough, wild as in lunatic!

The madman is mad, trembling with fear, and people are trembling too.

The two people's black hair was intertwined, and some strands of hair stuck to their skin.

Every time Su Qianou screamed, Zhuang Yumian would retaliate by blocking her voice.

For the first time, she felt that her legs were so long that they couldn't even fit into the big bed.

They all stood up outside the bed.

She had been caught in a lot of rain and her toes were curled up from the cold.

This caused half of her body to feel hot and the other half to feel cold.

It turns out that Zhuang Yumian's feeling of being broken is the kind of brokenness that would rather be broken than intact...

The rain is still falling.

Countless crystal clear raindrops slid down the rough tree trunk, thoroughly soaking the area at the bottom of the hideous trunk. The plants in the yard did not need watering for the next few days.

The curtains of the swing bed were densely covered with flower petals.

…It rained all night.

The swing bed swung in the rain all night.

Hong Jing was the most attentive in this regard, and the water in the bathtub was indeed warm every time she took a bath.

And because two of the bathtubs contained the [body-strengthening medicinal bath bags] given by the system, the water in all five bathtubs was used in the end!

The colorful gauze clothes that I prepared were not used and there was no time to wear them.