There are countless beauties in the harem, including beauties from all over the world, but she is as beautiful as a fairy and has nothing special about her.┏26nbsp;┓

"The most beautiful woman in Chesi Country, she's nothing more than that." His voice was as close as whispering in her ear, indifferent and ruthless.

She took a deep breath, as if she wanted to respond to his words, but chose to give up at the last moment and quietly let him look at her.

"Did I make a mistake?" Cui Yingyan suddenly asked a sharp question.

She raised her face, which was still so beautiful even without makeup, and saw him looking down at her from a high position. His two black eyes were like a deep pool that swallowed people's hearts, unable to see his true heart.

Can she say no to her current body?

She knew very well that this was the palace of the Dafeng Dynasty, and he was her heaven. All she could do was to be the prisoner of this man willingly and let him control her. She really should be, but deep down in her heart she still felt like

The needle-like struggle stung her again and again.

"Very good, much better than I expected." He raised a very light smile, held up her delicate chin, bent down and kissed her soft black hairline.

He originally thought that the princess of Chesi Kingdom was either so arrogant and arrogant, or she was pitifully begging for his affection, but she was actually a little different than he imagined.

This makes it more interesting, and his dark eyes are dyed with a playful smile.

For a moment, Huashuo's heart palpitated, and there was a tingling sensation in his chest. He was frightened by his sarcasm. He raised his hand and tried to push him away from him.

"Don't touch me..." She wanted to speak to him in a deep voice, but due to the nervousness inside, she unexpectedly turned into a weak whisper.

"Today is our good day, what we Central Plains people call the wedding night." He answered her in a low and gentle voice, biting her tender ear gently with his teeth, and licking the inside of her ear with his tongue from time to time.

Sensitive skin.

Hua Shuo felt her heart turbulent, like a butterfly flying from the sky. It kept flapping its wings and dancing in her heart, but she couldn't scratch the itch, feeling sad but helpless.

This was a feeling she had never felt before, and she hated it.

When he was with Fu Dingyun, he would never offend her casually, let alone be so uninhibitedly affectionate.

His breath was right next to her ears, low and steady, as if she was the only one who was upset, and all these intimate contacts had no impact on him at all.

At this time, Cui Yingyan raised her long arms and covered the isolation gauze layer by layer. The evening wind blew, and the crimson gauze shone through the candlelight, forming a dream-like beauty.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet. Huashuo couldn't resist his strong invasion. Her mind was attracted by his dark eyes. He put his long arms on the edge of the heated kang and pushed her back inch by inch.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"No...no."

She had been escaping from his sharp gaze. If she forced herself to straighten up, she would get closer to him, but she didn't want to. Her slender body was almost curled up, barely holding a hand under his long body.

An insignificant distance.

"My appearance scares you?" He was amused by her strange insistence. He twirled a bunch of her black hair with his big hand and put it to his nose to enjoy the fragrance.

"No."

She couldn't explain the panic in her heart. No matter how intimately he touched her hair, the hair was lifeless after all. Why did the panic in her heart not lessen, and add an almost breathless suffocating heat?

It was as if those strands of black hair were connected to her heart!

"Your father sent you here. If I don't favor you well, I would be so sorry for him." His big palm ran up her hair, and his warm fingertips seemed to touch her softness inadvertently.

I could feel her shrinking down my greasy neck immediately.

"I..." She wanted to say it was involuntary, but she couldn't.

He moved his long fingers, and his rough surface drew seductively vague lines on her tender neck skin. That line seemed to be interrupted at any time, but it was so deeply imprinted on the surface of her skin.

As the temperature continues to penetrate.

This temperature did not belong to her. Hua Shuo held her breath and frowned slightly, as if there was a trace of pain. Only she understood that it was the pain of endurance. She only had to think of it as an inadvertent touch between people.

Come on, it will be over soon.
Chapter completed!