The women's clothing that she hadn't worn for five years was now like a hot potato in her hands. She might have to move her head after wearing it!
Time passed by, until there was a sound of knocking on the table outside.
The voice impatiently passed through the screen, as if knocking on her head, and she quickly put on the light pink skirt.
She didn't know how to tie her hair, so she let it hang loosely.
She already has a small face, which makes her face look even more petite and charming.
Because of her nervousness and awkwardness, she walked slowly to the screen, her beautiful eyes shining with eyes, looking like a wronged little rabbit.
That pitiful appearance can easily arouse a man's animal nature, and he just wants to press her into his arms and crush her to pieces.
Jun Beicheng only glanced at it and then looked away. Under his unchanging cold face was a wave of throbbing and desire.
Sure enough, wearing women's clothing is more pleasing to the eye, but also too eye-catching. It seems that his interest is normal.
Shen Zhaoning didn't dare to get too close, for fear of being exposed, and complained in a loud voice: "This girl's clothes are too difficult to wear! Just this time, the prince, don't be so difficult next time!"
Seeing through but not telling the truth, Jun Beicheng rejected it mercilessly: "During this period, you have to pretend to be a woman in my room at night until the rumors outside subside."
Isn’t this too overwhelming? !
But Jun Papi's eyes were so fierce that she didn't dare to refute him at all!
The summer night is long, and the sound of insects outside the window is endless.
She lay down by the window farthest from the man, caught an unlucky cricket on the window sill, and played with it in a cup until she was so bored that she dozed off.
The beauty is leaning on the window sill, as graceful as the person in the painting.
This was what Jun Beicheng saw, and he became fascinated by it.
The skirt can't stop the natural charm in every gesture, and it captures people's hearts inadvertently.
It wasn't until the beauty was so tired that she hit her head on the table that he suddenly came back to his senses.
"If you're done with your acting, go to bed and sleep."
Shen Zhaoning was so sleepy that he woke up from his sleepiness.
After spending a long time this night, this is not the ultimate goal of Jun Bapi, right?
He used various methods to deceive her and satisfy his perverted fetish!
She swallowed her saliva and quickly refused: "How dare you sleep in the prince's bed? You can just make do with it here."
Jun Beicheng clearly saw the defense in those beautiful eyes. In addition to the clear defense, there was also fear.
Maybe she was frightened that night?
Also, it wasn't her fault that night, it was him who forced her, and even yelled about beating her and killing her afterward. Who can not be afraid?
He didn't know how he could be attracted to a woman who had a child. He tasted the marrow that night and became addicted to it.
Late at night, looking at the sleeping person lying on the tea table in front of the window, Jun Beicheng got up and walked over lightly, trying to put the person on the bed.
But she seemed to be very afraid of him, even when she fell asleep she was on guard with her brows furrowed.
He raised his hand and landed on a certain point on her back, and then he carried her to the bed.
The addictive fragrance stirred his nerves, and the sleeping face so close at hand was like a quiet little rabbit.
The slightly parted red lips are small, soft, and contain a fatal temptation.
He couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed her, the feeling was the same as that night.
Thinking of the scene from that night, the blurry impression now had a clear face, making his body feel hotter and hotter.
The pair of hands on his chest were extremely white and tender, with thin wrists and blood vessels clearly visible under the almost transparent skin. He could grab both of them with one hand.
He clearly remembered the way those two little hands pressed against his chest and begged for mercy. In the end, they grabbed his arm tightly and couldn't bear to leave scratches on it.
The playful and well-behaved cat is also very seductive and addictive. After just one taste, you can't bear to let go. You just want to crush her to pieces under your body...
When Shen Zhaoning woke up, he found himself on the bed. He was so frightened that he rolled several times and fell under the bed.
Yes, this is Jun Beicheng's bed.
She was alone on the bed at this time, and there was no one else in the room.
After checking that her clothes were intact, she breathed a sigh of relief, quickly put on men's clothes and fled back to her cabin.
It was during this sleep that my back hurt, my mouth hurt a little, and it was a little swollen. Maybe there was something wrong with my sleeping posture?
After calming down, she couldn't understand Jun Beicheng's confusing behavior. After squeezing her, he gave her some sweetness, a slap in the face and a sweet date?
As soon as night came, she felt that the time for execution had arrived again.
Reluctantly, I went to Xuan Yu Pavilion, changed into women's clothes, and sat in the seat furthest away from Jun Bapi, in a daze, playing with crickets.
Jun Beichen was busy processing official documents, looking up from time to time. These days, the search for the mastermind of the smuggling weapon thief has not yet come to fruition, and there are many things that have not been dealt with.
It wasn't until late at night that he repeated his old tricks and got people into bed.
Shen Zhaoning is like a cat when he sleeps. He likes to be clingy and hug people to sleep, with a satisfied look on his face.
In her sleep, she just thought she was holding her eldest son, completely defenseless, with a happy smile on her lips.
Jun Beichen looked at that bright and moving face, his thoughts gradually became lost, and he became curious about her.
What was the reason that made her disguise herself as a man and live alone with her children for several years?
This little wild cat disguised as a white rabbit has many secrets.
