Red Mansion Beijingwang

The candles on the elevated floor were brightly lit, reflecting the entire wing, and the autumn-colored screen windows were like smoke, reflecting the swaying shadows of the beautiful women.

Yuan Chun sat in front of the table, the sound of the piano flowed out from between his jade fingers, like a thin thread flowing through his heart, soft and peaceful, but Shui Rong's brows frowned slightly, and he felt a little dissatisfied.

This is all stable. It should be said that Yuanchun's piano skills are commonplace, and it cannot affect his mood. You must know that if before, Yuanchun would have hidden his face in shame. How could he be calm and composed? Is this considered to be a good training?

After groaning, Shui Rong helped Baoqin up and whispered a few words softly.

Hearing this, Bao Qin raised her willow eyes and gave the prince an angry look. She felt helpless in her heart. The prince and the princess had a bad temper, and as a maid, she had no choice but to endure it.

Nodding lightly, she held Qin in her arms and lifted up her skirt, her body half bowed.

"Teng."

A high-pitched piano sound resounded throughout the room, representing the confusion of the person playing the piano.

Yuanchun's pretty face turned red as she looked at the scene in front of her, her heart trembled involuntarily, her wrist muscles became weak, and she spat secretly, her husband was really making a fool of herself.

Shui Rong noticed Yuan Chun's panic and said with a smile: "Madam, if you are tired, you might as well come over and have a rest."

When Yuanchun heard this, he spat in his heart. This seemed to be asking her, but in fact she still had the initiative. If she took the initiative, wouldn't it mean that she had surrendered? Her husband had such sinister intentions and wanted her to keep herself humble. She is not in a hurry!

Beiqi bit her red lips, Yuanchun calmed down, and the sound of the piano became melodious again.

Shui Rong frowned when he saw this, but didn't say anything. This was the time to compete for endurance, so he listened quietly to the lingering sound of string instruments.

After the music of the piano ended, Yuanchun stopped his hands and softened his jade wrists. His plump and fair face was already as gorgeous as the clouds. There was a faint trickle of sweat flowing on his forehead. Under the reflection of the candlelight, his clear starry eyes were as full as autumn water. Glowing with crystal luster.

After all, she is also a master of the piano, but right now, the two people who act as if no one else is around are able to play the piano with all their strength. Their delicate bodies are so soft that they don't want to move for even a moment.

Baoqin straightened up Zhang Xunhong's pretty face and looked back at the young man. His bright almond-shaped eyes were full of doubts, and he said coquettishly: "Your Majesty."

Shui Rong chuckled lightly, raised his hand and slapped her. Amidst the beauty's snoring, he raised his eyes to look at the beauty sitting behind several cases, and called out warmly: "Madam."

When Yuanchun heard the words, he clenched the embroidered handkerchief in his hand and responded softly, his starry eyes glowing with stars. This was what her husband called her, not her initiative.

Just as Yuanchun was thinking about it, Shui Rong said with a smile on his face, "I wonder if I can play the piano for my husband."

String symphony makes it look elegant.

Yuan Chunxing raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at the young man with trembling beautiful eyes, and said with an annoyed tone, "Husband."

Isn't it over? Isn't it just a joke before? Why do you have to keep her down and be a little kid after teasing her again and again?

When Shui Rong saw this, he also knew that the beauty was angry. He knew in his heart that this matter could not be repeated, otherwise he would become so angry that he would really overturn the situation. So he raised his eyes and looked at Yuan Chun and said warmly: "Okay, let's stop making trouble. It's getting late. Let's take a rest." ."

After all the trouble, business matters are still important. If you let it pass, it will be a real offence.

When Yuanchun heard this, she pursed her pink lips and turned her head to the side and whispered softly. It was clearly her husband who was making trouble, but it seemed to be her fault. Now that her husband was urging her, she would not be arrogant and hold on to her soft pussy. Calf steps forward.Seeing Yuanchun coming over, Shui Rong didn't say much, stretched out his hand to pull the beauty forward, leaned over and hugged her.

Baoqin pursed her lips, feeling a little disgusted in her heart. The prince and the girl were very close to each other, and he didn't want to act like there was no one else around. Hey, that's it, just support yourself!

After a while, Yuanchun looked at the young man with beautiful eyes, wiped the corners of his lips with a handkerchief, and said angrily: "My husband is always doing nonsense."

Last time the master and servant tried their best, but now they were teasing her again.

Shui Rong didn't take it seriously, stretched out his hand to unbutton Yuan Chun's clothes, and said seriously: "We are husband and wife, why are we fooling around? The lady is in love!"

Yuanchun didn't stop Shui Rong's nonsense. She knew in her heart that things between husband and wife were difficult to explain and there was no contempt for them. At least her last experience was not inappropriate.
Pursing her pink lips, Yuan Chun said sternly: "Husband, I don't want to keep my body small."

When Bao Qin heard this, her legs staggered, yes, she had to come again.
Shui Rong helped Bao Qin, and didn't care whether Bao Qin's legs were unstable because of Yuan Chun's words or because of him. He looked at Yuan Chun, who had a serious look on his face, and chuckled. Could this be the last stubbornness of Princess Beijing?

Thinking of this, Shui Rong threw the beautiful dress on the screen, leaned over and whispered a few words.

Yuanchun's eyes widened when he heard this, and he spat: "How is this possible?"

Although there is nothing wrong between the husband and wife, this is not disrespectful to the prince.

Shui Rong didn't take it seriously when he heard the words and smiled. Shui Rong lay down on the brocade collapse regardless of it and said in a clear voice: "I'm a little tired and can't move."

Yuanchun felt helpless when she saw her husband acting rogue, but from this point of view, it proved that her husband had no intention of looking down on her.

After being intimate for a long time, the sweat towel that was used to wipe the face was still aside. He twisted his stiff neck and felt speechless. Normally, he felt that plumpness was a good thing.

But it's not easy to say this. If you say it out loud, Yuanchun will lose his temper again. After all, girls in this era hate to say things about plumpness.

Yuan Chunxing looked at the corner of Baoqin's lips, with a hint of regret between her brows, and suddenly turned her eyes and saw Shuirong rubbing her neck, her pretty face couldn't help but blush, her heart became embarrassed, and she spat: "I can't blame you for this!" .”

It turned out that Yuanchun was unwilling. Who made her husband stubborn?

At this time, Baoqin also came back to his senses, noticed the prince's discomfort, and felt inexplicably. How can I put it, the girl is plump, but the prince still knows little about her!
Shui Rong paused when he heard the words, and looked at Yuan Chun's shy and annoyed face, and felt suddenly in his heart. Although he didn't say anything, this scene was more obvious than if he hadn't said anything.

With a slight cough, Shui Rong took Yuan Chun into his arms and said with a smile: "Madam, I blame you for being too much."

Yuanchun's pretty face turned red, and her beautiful eyes rolled her eyes. She let him do what he wanted, and she knew in her heart that although she was plumper, her husband didn't dislike her, but was obsessed with her.

At this time, Yuanchun felt a little confused. On the one hand, he was dissatisfied, and on the other hand, his husband liked her. It was really tangled.

Gathering up the green hair scattered on the snowy shoulders, he turned to give instructions: "Baoqin, it's getting late. It's time to pack up and rest."

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and his eyes gradually became unfriendly when he saw Yuan Chun. This was a naked look down on him. (End of chapter)