Rong Yanran's breath brushed across his earlobes, carrying her unique fragrance.

Murong Xuan felt infinite joy because of her innocence, her laughter, and her approach to her at the moment, but also felt that evil thoughts were slowly emerging in his mind.

Rong Yanran was excitedly saying in his ear: "This is the best horse in the world", Murong Xuan suddenly couldn't control himself and was about to explode. He stopped suddenly and pressed Rong Yanran in shock to the ground, with a smile on his lips.

Rong Yanran struggled for a few times, her clear eyes widened: "What do you want to do?" Do you want to do their first time here? But they have not gotten married yet, and her father is a majestic parent, so it is not appropriate? She didn't mind very much, after all, she had studied.

However, when I saw the person who gritted his teeth, my heart suddenly became soft. I would marry him sooner or later, so it would be nothing to do if I got it sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Rong Yanran no longer resisted and closed her eyes and said, "If you want to, come now."

Murong Xuan didn't look at her at all, but just turned her eyes away. Her red lips that had been bright and moistened, looked at her in this situation, afraid that she would not be able to control herself. The most unforgettable first time should be left on the wedding night of a wedding, not to mention that he wanted to maintain her reputation.

"Don't move, let me hold this for a while." His voice was filled with unbearable desire.

Rong Yanran had already looked at death as if she was ready to die. Seeing him working so hard, she stroked his back with heartache. Although he was about to suffocate by him, she was still extremely happy.

"Don't move." Murong Xuan warned again. He loved her, so he should love her more. He warned himself. At the same time, a voice appeared in his heart. If she said "will" again, he would follow her wishes.

But Rong Yanran was obedient and very rarely heard his words, lying there motionlessly like a stone.

Murong Xuan felt a little disappointed, suppressed the impulse in his body. After a while, he carried Rong Yanran to the bed. However, she saw her frowning and her facial features were crowded together with displeasure.

"What's wrong?" Before Murong Xuan could ask, Rong Yanran hummed twice in pain. The sound was quite familiar, and it must be that Yan'er's legs were numb.

After a long time, my legs will become numb. Before dawn, my legs will be cramped by the wind. Murong Xuan smiled, stretched out his hands quietly, and gently massaged her: "Is it better?"

Rong Yanran had prepared a lot of complaints, but it disappeared in an instant, and she looked like she was enjoying herself. How could she have such good luck? Such a noble and proud prince, who learned to bark for her happiness, rode her horse and massaged herself, and her happiness index was overwhelming!

"Murong Xuan," she called softly, "I am very happy. Thank God for letting me meet you." Rong Yanran finished speaking, not long after, she felt so comfortable being served and fell asleep unknowingly.

Murong Xuan carefully helped her take off her clothes outside, covered her quilt, and said to herself: "I am very happy too." As soon as the palm wind moved, the oil lamp in the room went out.

When Rong Yanran woke up, there was no sign around her, and his breath was still strongly present in the quilt.
Chapter completed!