My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 912 Still Returning to This Topic

Shen Qianxia froze for a moment, looked sideways and said with a smile: "You can come now just by opening your mouth with sweet words."

Rong Zhan pulled her into his arms again, lowered his head and stared at her affectionately: "Marry me, will you?"

Wandering around, still returning to this topic.

Shen Qianxia lowered her eyes, curled her fingers into her thin dress, and said in a very light tone: "Do you really want me to say it?"

Rong Zhan looked at her, it was rare to see such a shy side, he couldn't help chuckling.

"I just want to hear from you..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt his waist tighten, and Shen Qianxia had already embraced him.

Rong Zhan froze all over, feeling her face gently rubbing against his arms, a warm current quickly spread to his whole body.

After a while, she raised her eyes and smiled slightly: "You cut it first and played it later, and I don't agree with it."

His gaze was fixed on her eyes as clear as the star sea, and he couldn't help but move closer to her face: "I just want to let you be by my side all the time. In fact, I don't need to worry anymore. You have reached the age of marriage."

With warm breath on his face, Shen Qianxia's heart trembled suddenly: "Rong Zhan, we have to be careful what they do on the wedding day."

"I know."

"I always feel that things are not going to go well."

Rong Zhan ran his fingertips along her hair, and said softly: "Maybe there will be a little ups and downs, but I will let you marry me smoothly and at ease, and leave the rest to me."

"En." Shen Qianxia believed that at this point, he had already arranged the details.

The tension in my heart gradually dissipated following his words.

Dots of light scattered around them.

The bamboo leaves sway with the wind, making a slight sound, accompanied by the thin water, like a soft lovesickness.

Lingering.

Rong Zhan hugged her tightly, with warm lips on her forehead: "Qianxia..."

Shen Qianxia's mind was in chaos, and his back felt extremely hot in his palm.

This situation can become ambiguous no matter what.

Before she could react, her lips were already pressed gently by him.

Just a slight touch is like thunder and fire.

The figures of the two are reflected in the pool, she is like a vine wrapped around a bamboo.

Rong Zhan restrained his tenderness in an instant and kissed her forcefully.

Xia Ri's skirt was very thin, and Rong Zhan could feel the softness of her whole body. He hugged her more and more tightly.

Shen Qianxia was almost suffocated by his kiss, and her body was almost unsteady.

Rong Zhan embraced her, and the two of them lay on the soft grass.

For a while, he was afraid that she would be emotional, so he tried to restrain himself.

Now knowing that intercourse is taboo, he became bold and presumptuous.

Shen Qianxia looked into his eyes full of desire, took a moment to ask, "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to restrain yourself?"

She was clearly reminding him rationally, but she subconsciously moved closer to him.

It seemed that just kissing couldn't satisfy her at all, and what was thinking in her mind was more demands.

Rong Zhan briefly left her lips, and said in a low voice, "I have a sense of proportion and will restrain myself."

After the words fell, his lips began to run along her cheeks, behind her ears, and on her neck, sometimes gentle and sometimes forceful.

Shen Qianxia slightly squinted her charming peach eyes, and gently lifted her legs.

Then wrapped around his waist.

Rong Zhan's eyes shrank suddenly, and his hand had already touched the center of her leg.

Shen Qianxia groaned, her breathing quickened.

She reached out to grab his arm, and at the same time her legs began to exert force, and she turned over suddenly, and both of them fell into the water.

(End of this chapter)