[R18] Looking for her in the crowd – “Looking for her in the crowd” Chapter 12 [English]

Chapter 11

All the fantasies and emotions of the past ten years were given to her at this moment. Rong Chen hugged his beloved little beauty contentedly and kissed Jiang Rongrong’s lips pitifully, which were white from dehydration due to long-term shouting.

He stood up and took a cup of moist tea on the table. The tea had been left in the night wind for a long time and was already slightly cold. Rong Chen took it and warmed it in his mouth before feeding it to the little beauty beneath him.

Jiang Rongrong was already very thirsty, and she couldn’t take into account how delicious the boudoir’s tea-sucking action was. She came over with her thin lips and opened her small mouth to accept it obediently.

Well, my dry throat that was about to be on fire finally felt cool. How could just a small sip be enough?

Rong Chen seems to be addicted to this and never tires of it.

“Continue.”

A warm and good throat is as refreshing as the tea fed into the throat.

However, Jiang Rongrong forced her body with bruises and mottled marks to turn around, never wanting to look at he again.

“Your Highness the Crown Prince has enjoyed himself to the fullest, please let me go.”

The extremely indifferent Jiaoyin still revealed a bit of weakness.

Three thousand black hairs are scattered messily on the mutton-fat naked back full of hickeys. The dark red spots between the jet black and pure white are shocking.

Rong Chen just realized how strong he was just now. His delicate body is so soft and tender. How can he withstand the uncontrollable demands when lust comes?

He turned to Xin’s delicate face and kissed her eyelids which were red from crying.

“Don’t call me Prince anymore.”

The kiss lingered on the tip of the small and red nose, “Call me cousin.”

He doesn’t like this title that distances the two people. He just wants to hear that sweet and waxy voice calling him cousin.

Jiang Rongrong looked up and smiled angrily: “Will your cousin offend your cousin?”

Well, he looks very angry, like a menacing little turtledove.

Rong Chen picked up the most beautiful turtle dove in the world and said, “Don’t say that about yourself.”

Jiang Rongrong was most afraid of a man’s touch at this moment, trembling like a frightened bird.

“What do you want to do again?”

“Waiting for a thick bath.”

The man smiled mischievously and carried the little beauty as light as a feather to the Yuqing Pond.

There were three or five desks, seven or eight night lights, beside the Yuqing Pool, with cigarettes curling and gauze dragging on the floor. The deft maids had already changed the bath water to the most comfortable and pleasant water temperature, put the spices and silk towels needed for bathing aside, and then bowed their heads and left.

Jiang Rongrong didn’t want to see this proud man. It was useless no matter how she resisted. Now she just wanted to act like a dead person and let him do whatever he wanted.

Turning her head, not wanting to meet the man’s hot gaze, she chose a focus point and stared at the last row of maids who were slowly exiting.The last maid looked to be twelve years old, ignorant and easy to deceive. I wonder if I could bribe this maid and let her inform me. Is it feasible?

“Where are you looking at Nong Nong?”

Rong Chen was slightly dissatisfied with Jiaojiao in his arms, who always turned his head to the side. He pulled her face again and gently took her to sit down in the bathtub.

Looking along her line of sight, the figure of the last maid was hidden at the exit covered by flowers.

“If you don’t like it, I will replace them all with waiters.”

He didn’t like to be served by maids. To be more precise, Rong Chen didn’t like the touch of any woman except Nong Nuan. Otherwise, he would not have been the emperor’s crown prince in his weak years. He had never favored a woman, let alone a concubine, and he didn’t even have a wife.

Before, he had snatched Nong Nong to the East Palace, and some new maids were selected in the Tai Chi Palace. One was to serve her well, and the other was that his possessiveness did not allow other men to see the delicate beauty in his arms.

Jiang Rongrong listened to he’s confession in her ear, her eyes slightly closed, indifferent.

The author has something to say:

Rong Chen: Prove your innocence at any time.

Nonnong: Ah, I can’t hear what you said.And, me!No!yes!spot!Dove!!!ヽ｀Д′?︵┻━┻┻━┻?