274 “Female Counterattack (H)” Chapter 273

020 The Romantic Prince (H)

On this day, while Ning Wan was still sleeping, she was carried into the carriage with the quilt.When she woke up leisurely, she saw a pair of smiling and affectionate peach blossom eyes. Prince Yu was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe with a python pattern and a black fur coat. A circle of soft fox fur around his neck made his face look like a crown jewel and he was suave.Ning Wan suspected that she was hallucinating after sleeping for a long time. She lowered her head and saw a familiar quilt. She quickly closed her eyes and prepared to fall asleep again, when she heard a chuckle.

Fang Junchi reached out and played with the scattered hair on her temples. The silky touch made him unable to put it down: “Get up as soon as you wake up.”

“Prince? Where am I?” Ning Wan sat up with hazy eyes.

“Of course this is in the carriage, accompanying me to Huangyin Temple to pray on behalf of the royal clan.”

Ning Wan was shocked: “Your Majesty!” Going to the temple to pray for the royal family members was a repertoire of the palace. No matter how messy or idle he was, he couldn’t take a woman from a brothel with her.

Taking a casual look, this carriage is spacious and tall, with several seats and soft furs covering the corners. There are several volumes of books randomly placed on the table, and there is also a small incense burner with smoke flowing out…

Fang Jun belatedly saw that the sleepy-eyed woman had no makeup on, and her usual charming charm was nowhere to be seen. She had a pair of deer-like eyes, pure and innocent, and her inner clothes were slightly open. Her delicate skin was more dazzling than the snow-white silk, and half of her beautiful shape could be vaguely glimpsed.His body moved faster than his eyes, and he had already lifted the quilt and hugged the fragrant girl into his arms.

A strong masculine aura surrounded her, and Ning Wan’s extremely sensitive skin trembled. This trained body almost softened immediately. She pursed her lips and pushed the man: “Your Highness, you… what are you doing… This is in the carriage.”

In the carriage… Fang Junchi’s huge body had quietly stood upright after being pushed away. Now he was holding up his panties with excitement. He found her slightly parted red lips and quickly attacked her.He held the woman’s waist with one hand, and quietly took off her clothes with the other hand, grabbing two big and soft breasts and kneading them.

“Hmm~” Ning Wan only had time to snort, and her mouth was filled with his refreshing breath, and the whole space was filled with a faint aroma. The soft flesh on her chest was held in his hands, and the rough calluses of her palms rubbed the tender flesh, and a strange numbness rose in her body.

Fang Junchi tasted her lips enough, and his eyes sparkled: “We still have three or four hours to go to Huangyin Temple, why don’t we do something meaningful.”

Ning Wan would be really stupid if she asked what was meaningful at this time.Fang Junchi has always been restrained and considerate in this matter, and it is interesting to be arrogant occasionally. Ning Wan does not resist physical pleasure. As for whether taking her to pray is against the rules, it is not something she should consider.At this moment, the tips of his crow-green hair hung down to the nape of his neck, feeling slightly itchy. She curled her lips and smiled, just like a delicate flower with dew slowly blooming: “You should be there for me, Lian Er.”

Fang Junchi’s breath froze, and from the corner of his eye he caught sight of the slightly trembling snowy tits on her chest. The two delicate red fruits on them quietly raised their heads, making her skin as white as jade.The wonders of this pair of buttermilk almost immediately came to his mind. He buried his face in the ravine between them and took a deep breath. The sweet aroma filled his nose, making him distracted and his lower body erect with congestion.

“Hmm~” The sensitive nipple was brought into the warm and flexible mouth, and the rough tongue tip swept across the concave slit at the top. Ning Wan gasped softly. She noticed that there were people accompanying her outside the carriage. She hurriedly pursed her lips, her small face like rouge dyed in the clouds.