Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Well, well, Su Ying, I'm back now. In the future, if we don't separate, everything will be fine. Don't cry." Meng ziluo hugged Su Ying and comforted her with good words.

Su Ying's cry gradually weakened, and her tears finally stopped.

Meng ziluo kissed her deeply, and they hugged each other and fell on the soft couch behind them

After kissing for a while, Mencius Luo's blood boiled. He restrained himself and loosened Su Ying: "I'll take a bath and change my clothes first."

"I'll ask someone to give you water." Su Ying's cheeks are crimson and her eyes are clear.

"I'll go by myself. You have a rest first." Mencius Luo said softly. When he got up, he added in a low voice: "Su Ying, wait for me."

Watching Mencius Luo go out, Su Ying sat blankly for a while, then got up to wash, then returned to bed and sat down quietly waiting for Mencius Luo.

At the moment, Su Ying's mood is full of anxiety, which can be said to be contradictory and complex.

She knew what would happen later. Although she had been married to Meng ziluo for three years, she had already been his woman. But now, thinking of what he will do to her in a moment, she actually feels more nervous than the girls on the wedding night, a little expecting and a little afraid

"Su Ying, what are you thinking?" Mencius Luo came in and asked softly.

He has changed into a clean Nightgown, his coat is slightly open, revealing strong chest muscles, and his wheat colored skin is still stained with unwashed drops of water, full of male power.

"Nothing, ziluo, you're here..." Su Ying looked up at him and blushed slightly.

"Su Ying, I miss you so much..." Mencius Luo hugged Su Ying and lay down, panting and covering her delicate body.

Thin clothes slipped one by one. The passionate kiss fell down like a storm, swept from Su Ying's cheek to her neck, all the way down, and then down

Her heart became more and more nervous and sad. At the moment, Mencius Luo's caress for her, like the heaviest punishment, made her ashamed and uneasy.

"What's the matter? Su Ying." Noticing Su Ying's discomfort, Mencius Luo stopped and asked her with concern.

"I'm... A little afraid..." Su Ying said low, afraid to face Meng ziluo's affectionate eyes.

"Su Ying, it's all my fault. I won't do that again. Don't be afraid..." Meng ziluo's heart was suddenly full of self blame. He thought Su Ying was afraid of his rudeness in this regard.

"Hmm..." Su Ying nodded gently and put her arms around him.

Meng ziluo began to kiss her tenderly again, patient and meticulous, not as impatient as before.

Since Su Ying had a good talk with them the night before the war, Meng ziluo told himself that he should be more considerate of Su Ying in this regard in the future.

She is so delicate, just like a most fragile flower. Since you have her, you must cherish and cherish her. Can no longer be as reckless as before, make her sad and make her cry

Mencius Luo's gentleness made Su Ying relax a lot unknowingly, and her long lost passion surged in her chest.

She couldn't help hugging Meng ziluo's body, her eyes closed slightly, like a flower waiting for him to pick, enchanting and charming

Until both of them were exhausted, he let her go and held her in his arms and fell asleep.

The next morning, when Mencius Luo woke up, Su Ying still slept softly in his arms. Her delicate face, silky smooth skin and exquisite body curve make her like a lily just moistened by rain and dew, full of charming temptation.

Mencius Luo couldn't help kissing her again and gently stroked her bright and clean body until Su Ying opened her eyes.

"Ziluo, you are awake." Su Ying said coyly.

"Well, I feel so happy," Meng ziluo said.

Su Ying didn't speak, but she stretched out a jade lotus root like arm and tightly hugged his neck, and her body also pasted on his

When Meng ziluo let go of Su Ying again, Su Ying was as soft as a ball of cotton.

"Zi Luo, my body is so soft that I can't get up." Su Ying's voice is delicate.

"I made you too tired. Don't get up and lie down for a while. I'll let the kitchen stew some soup for you." Meng ziluo took her back to bed and lay down, and began to dress herself.

"How can I do that? I haven't sent greetings to my parents yet." Su Ying felt so bad.

"It's all right. I'll tell my parents to have a rest. I'll come in a minute." Mencius Luo kissed her lovingly, got up and went out.

When Mencius Luo came to the hall of the general's house after washing, general Meng, Mrs. Meng and Meng Xiaoxiao were already sitting there, including Hong Xiang, but Mencius Luo didn't know her.

Mrs. Meng saw that Meng ziluo was alone and Su Ying didn't come with him, so she asked, "where's su Ying?"

"She's weak. I'll let her sleep a little longer." Mencius Luo answered, and then said to a servant girl standing in the hall, "go and ask the kitchen to stew a bowl of brown sugar eggs for Mrs. Shao, and bring them."

The servant girl obeyed her orders and went to the kitchen. Meng ziluo also went to the table and sat down.