Do?
Before she could react, the man threw her onto the bed. Oh, she was thrown on her stomach, but it was still inhumane!
She gasped in pain and was about to stand up when a man's irresistible voice came from behind her: "Be sincere enough when making a deal, or do you think I am a fool you can play with at will?"
Shen Zhaoning did not dare to say anything. Indeed, the account five years ago, the assassination of Princess Anyang and the incident just now were all enough to kill her.
Jun Beicheng didn't kill her, of course because he had some purpose in keeping her.
This was the only thing about her that made him interested. There were gains and losses, and this was not a bad deal.
From a certain perspective, not only was she not at a loss, she was also the one who took advantage.
The high and mighty King of War was a being that no one else could sleep with. Not only did she sleep, she slept with him several times without any responsibility.
She even secretly gave birth to a cub with excellent genes, leaving the father behind and keeping the son.
Not only was she not losing money, she was also making money. After all, this kind of thing was an experience that she couldn't find even with money.
Maybe I can borrow another one, and the little girl I miss so much can be found.
With her own little plan in mind, she endured the pain of the wound and climbed up with a groan.
Jun Beicheng's hands that were accustomed to holding swords pinched the slender waist with force, and his tone was displeased: "What? Not willing?"
Shen Zhaoning hissed in pain and pretended to be a pretentious little white lotus: "I just want to change my posture..."
No man would refuse such a thing, and Jun Beicheng was no exception.
He was lying on the bed, looking at the woman riding on him indifferently, and said teasingly: "You are very brave, it would be more pleasing to the eye if you don't pretend."
In this era where men are superior to women, there are many restrictions on women. Such disrespectful gestures towards men are not used in sexual intercourse.
What's more, the opponent is the king of war who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.
However, men all have bad tendencies, and Shen Zhaoning just wants to play something different. The main reason is that she has to be happy with this kind of thing.
A pair of plain hands reached into the dark clothes and slowly traveled on the white but strong chest.
The red lips parted slightly: "Thank you, you are big too."
Jun Beicheng: "..."
This woman started talking filthy words without restraint, how could she look like a good-natured woman?
And this posture... made him uncomfortable for no reason!
That night on the riverside outside the city five years ago, that woman used this posture to humiliate him!
At this time, his robe had been lifted open by those jade hands, revealing his upper body with perfect muscle lines.
Those hands were still wreaking havoc on his body, all the way down, landing on the waistband of his trousers, and their pink fingertips nimbly penetrated...
Jun Beicheng's eyes suddenly narrowed. This familiar technique was exactly the same as that of the woman that night!
Bad memories came to his mind, and he grabbed the restless little hand: "Where were you five years ago?"
As soon as he heard the words 'five years ago', Shen Zhaoning shivered and turned into a quail in a second.
"Five years ago, I was just a country woman. She and my damn husband were digging for food in the south of the Yangtze River with their backs turned to the sky. Then there was a flood, the man died, and I became pregnant. After that, I took care of the child alone. Women disguise themselves as men and escape to survive.”
"Oh? Really?"
Jun Beicheng's eyes were full of inquiry, as if he wanted to break out a person's heart and crush it to see clearly.
Shen Zhaoning nodded hurriedly, with a guilty look in his eyes. Could it be that he was recognized?
Damn it, they were in this position that night. How did she know that the man was not dead? Maybe he will be recognized!
She pretended to be frightened, climbed down from the man, and knelt in front of the bed to beg for mercy: "I offended the prince, please forgive me! As long as I'm not on top..."
Jun Beicheng stood up and threw her face down on the edge of the bed, still in the same position, although he preferred to look at her face.
It's just that the seed of doubt has fallen to the ground and has taken root and sprouted out of control.
He asked people to check Shen Lin's background. Only four years of his life were clear, and everything before that was blank.
A few years ago, there was indeed serious flooding in the Jiangnan area. Many people were displaced and there were groups of refugees. The origins of many people could not be verified.
So he didn't ask Zuo to investigate deeply at that time. Now it seems that it is necessary for him to conduct a thorough investigation.
Since the gender is false and the name may also be false, no matter what the origin of this woman is, he needs to have a clear grasp of everything about her.
No matter how he dealt with it, at least now he planned to keep the person by his side, so he had to know his background.
After all, when it comes to bed matters, this woman makes him very satisfied.
As for what to do in the future, he didn't think that far ahead.
Shen Zhaoning was like a cute little rabbit lying under the man, gnashing his teeth where the man could not see.
She doesn't like this position yet, it hurts like hell, but when she leaves, she won't have a chance to be happy!
