He didn't answer, but restlessly moved his hands around her waist, pinching the soft flesh of her waist without being heavy or soft, "Want to change?"
"Yeah." Shen Yinxiao nodded, "That place feels uncomfortable. I thought... I'd like to wash it off."
He stretched out his hand and picked her up. He held the inner sides of Shen Yinxiao's knees with his hands and pressed her back tightly against his chest, as if she were peeing on a child. He smiled sullenly. The voice came from above Shen Yinxiao's head: "I serve you."
Shen Yinxiao's face turned red as if he was about to bleed, and he struggled to come down. His voice was urgent and shy: "No, let me down! Let me down quickly..."
Wei Cheng ignored her and carried her directly into the royal room. The slight smell of alcohol hit the back of her neck, and she was numb all over. However, because of the way Wei Cheng held her, her legs spread and hung in the air. A burst of cold air passed through the hem of her skirt, making it even more sticky. She hooked her feet and was about to cry without tears. She reached out and grabbed the screen like a life-saving straw: "No... let me down quickly, please." Already..."
Wei Cheng lifted her up and held her in front of him. He turned his head and looked at the end of her red eyes. The more he looked at her, the more beautiful she looked. He couldn't help but give her a gentle kiss on the end of her red eyes. "What's wrong? It's not like this has happened before."
Wei Cheng had a lot of fun and had endless ways of tormenting people. Often after a love affair ended, there were still red marks on her hands and legs from being tied up. Sometimes the tormenting was even more severe, and her knees were all red. He doesn't just care about his own comfort, he always wants her to have all the fun before he is willing to surrender.
Within a certain range, he did not object to serving her. On the contrary, he felt a sense of pleasure when he saw her looking comfortable and content.
Sometimes when he was in bed, Wei Cheng would have her feed him with his own mouth when drinking, let alone urinate for her with his own hands.
The first time Shen Yinxiao was carried to the palace by him, she was very frightened. She was also holding on to the door just like today, refusing to take a step in. That time, Wei Cheng did not follow her wishes. He was eight feet tall. The man was a soldier and he easily carried her in. No matter how she screamed and fluttered, it was no use. He took off her clothes and threw them away, insisting that she fall into his hands.
When she refused, Wei Cheng extended his hand to help her.
That time, after Shen Yinxiao finished, her body was still shaking for a long time, but Wei Cheng smiled heartily, washed his hands and cleaned the area for her, then took her back to the bed and caressed her tenderly until she recovered from the overwhelming shame. Come back to your senses.
After doing it a few times, she got used to it, and even felt a strange secret and sinful excitement from it, just like the sin after breaking the law.
Shen Yinxiao bit her lip: "This is outside, no."
Wei Cheng can do whatever she wants in her own home, but this is outside. No matter how bold she is, she doesn't dare to let Wei Cheng do anything outside.
Wei Cheng frowned, looking at her stubborn expression. He wanted to try it but suddenly didn't dare. He was afraid that she would be really angry and ignore him for a long time.
He knew Shen Yinxiao's stubborn temper, and he was a little uninterested, but he finally let her go. Her legs went weak and she fell into Wei Cheng's arms.
Wei Cheng suppressed a smile: "You can't say it on your face, but your body is much more honest than your mouth."
Shen Yinxiao pushed him away and urged him to go out. Wei Cheng walked a few steps outside and stood behind the screen. A tall shadow fell on the semi-transparent screen. The candle flickered, and the shadow flickered. .
Shen Yinxiao stamped his feet and said softly, "Young Master, please stay back."
Wei Cheng sighed, took a few steps back, and smacked his lips, "That's it now."
Shen Yinxiao didn't dare to push too much, for fear that he would be impatient, so she had to lift up her skirt and sit down, trying her best to control the force and not make the sound too loud. After finishing, she washed it with water, and finally the area was clean. .
When he came out, he saw Wei Chengjun with a smile on his face, leaning against the door leading from the outer room to the inner room with his arms folded, with a wicked smile on his face: "The sound of the lady going to the toilet is so sweet. When I first heard it, I thought it was the sound of clear springs on the rocks and strings of silk and bamboo." Nothing compares to it.”
Shen Yinxiao's face suddenly turned red, "You are still eavesdropping..."
She was going up to punch him a few times, when suddenly there was a sound from the door and someone came in.
She was startled and hid subconsciously, not wanting anyone to see her and Wei Cheng in the same place. She picked up the clothes on the rack and turned around to hide in the palace.
A screen was used to block the line of sight between Gong's room and the outside. The outside room was specially used for guests to change clothes. Seeing her panic, Wei Cheng hid inside without saying anything. He turned around slowly, just in time to see the door being pushed open. .
Mrs. Xianghou came in slowly, holding a smoky-colored shawl in her hand, which Shen Yinxiao left at the banquet.
She was walking in a hurry just now and didn't notice that her shawl had fallen off.
"Wei Shaojun?" Mrs. Xianghou was slightly startled, and the shawl in her hand was unconsciously placed on a shelf aside.
"Yeah." Wei Cheng nodded lazily.
Wei Cheng had seen the Marquis of Xiang in front of him, but he had not spoken a word.
Mrs. Xianghou saluted and pointed to the shawl on the shelf: "I'm here to give something to Madam Shen. This shawl has just been left at the banquet. I haven't seen the lady come back in the past half day. I thought something happened to her. That’s why I came here to look for her.”
"She's not here." Wei Cheng said casually.
In fact, he didn't think it mattered, and found it troublesome, but since Shen Yinxiao insisted on it, he didn't mind lying with her.
"Is that so? The concubine asked the servants to go out and look for her." Although Mrs. Xianghou answered meticulously, her eyes were wandering towards Wei Cheng who was standing leaning against the screen. water.
She had not seen Wei Chengde often, but she had often heard about him. At a young age, he was able to lead troops to fight. In recent years, when the barbarians on the border made trouble, he led the troops to clean up the barbarians and beat them into submission. Tie, as long as he can fight, the key is that he is handsome and strong. Standing in a group of people, he is always the best one.
That's all. At Wei Cheng's age, other children of Youzhou aristocratic families have countless women, not to mention marrying wives and having children. However, she has never heard about Wei Shaojun having any women, unlike those of his own clan. Cousin Wei Zheng has a reputation for being romantic and romantic, which makes many girls in the boudoir blush with their hearts beating.
When it comes to Wei Cheng, he is so heroic, cold and arrogant.
Mrs. Xianghou relied on having seen countless people, but now seeing Wei Cheng himself so close, she couldn't help but feel weak in her bones, and love flowed across her face.
Man, she had a lot of fun.
There are young and strong guards, smooth-talking children of aristocratic families, and handsome young scholars. However, these people are either empty-headed and only have beauty in their eyes, or they are too greasy and feel tired after playing twice.
Wei Cheng was the only one who was rare. She licked her lips. The long-lost desire to conquer made her lean forward, wanting to get closer and smell his scent. It belonged only to a brave and strong young man. the taste of.
Men are like medals of her glory. The quality of the men who fall under her pomegranate skirt is one of her assets among the upper class and powerful people in Youzhou.
Wei Cheng is not a man that can be obtained casually. Being able to keep such a man under his pomegranate skirt is very tempting to her, and it makes her look even more prosperous.
Her sticky eyes went from top to bottom, passing through the man's hair, eyebrows, Adam's apple, and the chest muscles under the python robe. She didn't know what it felt like to touch.
She swallowed slowly.
