After entering the book, the cold prince begs for favor

Yuan Wanru didn't think too much about it. Today's fish soup was particularly delicious. After she finished drinking it, she wanted to have another bowl.

Lu Jiangnian was quick to serve her another bowl: "If you like, have another one."

She picked up the spoon, scooped up the milky white fish soup, pouting her little mouth, blew on it twice, and drank it with great enjoyment.

At this moment, she was wearing a light yellow coat, her black hair was casually tied up with only a plain silver hairpin, and she wore teardrop-shaped ruby ​​earrings on her ears, which he had given her a while ago.

That pretty face was particularly soft in the candlelight. His eyes fell on those plump red lips. His Adam's apple rolled and his voice was slightly deep: "My lady, you have worked hard all day today. Eat more."

Otherwise you will be exhausted and not have fun.

Yuan Wanru had just spent a lot of effort making medicine in the inner room, and she was really hungry now.

She was enjoying her meal very much. Then she thought of something and discussed it with Lu Jiangnian: "How about, I use the room next to the training room to take care of the medicinal herbs from now on."

It is always inconvenient to prepare medicinal materials in the bedroom.

Lu Jiangnian was slightly stunned. She almost told him openly that she knew medicine.

"You are the hostess of Lingshuiju. You can decide which room you want to use."

He was very tactful and accepted her unusualness calmly.

Yuan Wanru immediately smiled and said, "I understand."

She has been in the ancient times for a while, and the days of having no worries about food and clothing are not difficult to endure, but she has never forgotten that she is a doctor. Now that she can show it in front of people, can it be said that she has gradually integrated into this era?

After dinner, Lu Jiangnian urged Yuan Wanru to take a bath: "You still need to spend time helping grandma with her treatment tomorrow, so you should rest early tonight."

She was completely unaware of someone's thoughts and obediently went to the bathroom.

When the two of them got on the bed, Yuan Wanru covered herself with the quilt and was about to close her eyes, but he suddenly pressed over: "My lady forgot something important."

In the darkness of the night, his voice was exceptionally clear, and Yuan Wanru became inexplicably nervous: "What's the matter?"

"We haven't kissed yet. Kiss first and then go to sleep."

His voice was so low and seductive that it made her ears numb.

As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle kiss landed on the top of her head. The person pressing on her felt hot all over, and the heat was transmitted to her through the bedding.

She looked up and saw a pair of deep and charming eyes, glowing faintly in the dim light, like a beast hunting in the dark, extremely ferocious.

Yuan Wanru was stunned. "How could you go back on your word? Today at Qihuangzhai, we clearly agreed to kiss once every three days, didn't we?"

He stretched out his slender fingers and carefully traced her curved eyebrows. "It's once every three days, but my lady forgot. We didn't say when the first day started."

"It's been more than three days since our last intimacy."

"My lady, you drank two bowls of fish soup tonight. You've satisfied your craving, but I haven't. Now it's my turn to drink the soup. What do you think?"

After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed her lips without letting her explain.

The kiss fell, quick and heavy. Her red lips blossomed like pomegranates, becoming increasingly red. She managed to utter a broken voice: "Rogue, scoundrel."

What I said was just today, what does it have to do with the past few days!

He slowly kissed her eyes, his lips moving down until the delicate bone of her ear fell into his mouth. She was like a banana leaf in a storm, swaying constantly, protesting with an unsteady breath, "Don't kiss... here."

Last time, Lu Jiangnian discovered that her earlobes, behind her ears, and neck were her sensitive areas.

How could he let it go?

Love between men and women is natural.

He was a studious man. In his spare time, when he recalled the passionate night, he couldn't help but wonder what he could do to make her happier.

"I've been studying hard lately, reading some books. One of them mentioned that the neck where hair falls is the most irritating. A light touch there can disturb the mind and cause tremors. I don't know if that's right or wrong."

"What you learn from books is always shallow. I am really curious whether this place is as described in the book."

As he spoke, he began to pepper her slender white neck with kisses. He lingered there maliciously, his kisses seeming to be there and not there, and she tossed and turned, feeling limp all over.

Between the lips and teeth, emotions are stirring, and as they intertwine, they are like fish in water, playing and frolicking.

Yuan Wanru trembled uncontrollably and made an ambiguous sound.

His voice was hoarse: "My lady, do you feel the same as what is described in the book?"

Yuan Wanru was as embarrassed as a boiled shrimp, her whole body turned red, and she wished she could disappear into the ground.

How should she answer when he asked this?

She glared at him seductively: "No...no."

Lu Jiangnian laughed out loud.

At this time, how could this stubborn lady be so pitiful?

She had clearly become as soft as a puddle of water, and the charm in her eyes and eyebrows could no longer be concealed, but she refused to admit it.

She was flustered by his laughter and scolded him in a delicate voice: "You are not allowed to laugh."

He looked down at her and said in a deep voice, "Don't laugh. Maybe my method is wrong. My lady, please try to understand it with your heart..."

After saying this, he put down his pen and began to patiently depict the shape of her lips, as if she were a delicate dessert that he never tired of eating, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily.

Yuan Wanru clutched the quilt tightly in her hands, her fingers tensed, feeling the numbness and pain on her lips, unable to resist at all.

"Ma'am, does it feel right this time?"

He seemed obsessed with her answer. His dark eyes were filled with unconcealable desire and paranoia. His vigorous masculine aura overwhelmed her, and she couldn't help but shrink back.

But she was lying on the bed, with nowhere to retreat.

He seemed a little disappointed when he didn't hear her answer: "As expected, only through hard study and practice can one understand the true meaning of the book."

Lu Jiangnian took her hand, passed it through the loose collar and pressed it against his burning skin, pressing it against his hot chest. The strong muscles under his palm were full of strength, and she couldn't help but pinch it.

At this moment, an idea popped up in my not-so-clear mind.

This person is seducing her.

He changed his gentle and lingering attitude just now, and clung to her like a hot knife through butter, making her breathing become much faster.

Like a small boat in the vast ocean, she floated up and down in it, dizzy and dazed.

"What about this time?"

Her whole body was hot and soft, and her toes curled up involuntarily in the quilt. Her usually clear eyes were filled with tiny waves, and she looked at him pitifully.

It’s really fatal!

Yuan Wanru didn't dare to be stubborn anymore. She couldn't bear it any longer if she continued kissing like this.

"Very...good, stop..."

After getting the answer he wanted, Lu Jiangnian stopped.

He... is going to become a saint.

If it comes once every three days, can he withstand it?

After a long while, when both of them had calmed down a lot, he said, "As expected, reading can open one's mind. I need to continue to study and improve myself."

Perhaps, if he could seduce her to the point of being unable to extricate herself one day, he wouldn't have to wait until next year's Lantern Festival to win her over.