267 Chapter 266 of “Quick Wear: A Delicate Flower Is Hard to Grow (H)”

Female prince x handsome prince husband (11) [microh]

Zhao Demu’s dull look made Yu Yuanzhen feel good.

“My lord, what do you mean?” He really couldn’t understand this woman.Moody, what he thought would annoy her was actually cute in her eyes?

Faintly hearing the sound of a broom sweeping away snow outside the window, Yu Yuanzhen sat aside and watched Zhao Demu slowly soften.

He smoothed his hair on his forehead and slightly arched his eyebrows: “I’m just teasing you. I found the lonely Wang Fu to be very interesting. He’s different from before.”

“I’m just too brave.” There was a vague feeling that it was about to creep up on her.

Zhao Demu moved his body, but his bound body could not make other movements. His eyes moved, and then he gave up the struggle.

Yu Yuanzhen lowered her head and stared at him. Seeing him struggling, she said directly: “The lonely king discovered that if he wants to punish his husband, he cannot use ordinary methods.”

Zhao Demu felt cold in his heart, and his intuition told him that nothing good was going to happen.

Yu Yuanzhen said, getting up and putting on clothes.After putting on his own clothes, he untied Zhao Demu and let him get dressed.

Zhao Demu put on his clothes and pursed his lips tightly.

Yu Yuanzhen walked in front, and the two of them walked out the door one after the other.

Zhi Hua was waiting at the door. He suddenly heard the sound of opening the door and was stunned. Then he reacted, turned around and bowed and said, “Your Majesty.”

“Go to the racecourse,” she said.

Zhi Hua raised his head and looked at Yu Yuanzhen, who could not refuse, and then at Zhao Demu, who was a little unnatural. He stopped talking and followed Zhao Demu calmly.

A group of people walked towards the racecourse in the light snow.

The racecourse is particularly deserted on a winter night.The horses were all driven in the stables, and the servants were afraid of the cold, so they hid in the house to warm themselves by the fire.

When he heard that the prince and his wife were coming, he trembled and ran out quickly, not daring to stay in the house any longer.

Yu Yuanzhen and Zhao Demu saw several people trembling and standing aside from a distance.

When she got closer, she slowly said, “Let’s all leave. No need to wait.”

No one dared to question Yu Yuanzhen’s orders, and only Yu Yuanzhen and Zhao Demu were left in the stable.

Yu Yuanzhen, wearing a cloak, strolled to her beloved horse and turned to look at Zhao Demu, who was still standing there: “Why, do you have to call me your husband before you move?”

Zhao Demu walked over without saying a word, took a look at Yu Yuanzhen, the handsome black pony, the corners of his lips turned up slightly, and said lightly: “How does the prince want to punish…”

His hand fell on Qiongtian’s body, feeling its gentleness, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

Yu Yuanzhen approached Zhao Demu from behind, hugged him from the back, rested her chin on his shoulder armor, her eyes stayed on his injuries, her fingers were curved in a graceful arc, and her entire hand was slender with well-defined joints.

She reached into his clothes, touched the inner shirt, and gently rubbed it: “I think it is a bad choice to ask Mr. Wang here.”

As she spoke, she twisted it up with her fingers, pinched it gently, grabbed the hard part through a layer of clothes, and pulled it.

It took Zhao Demu a second to react, and he raised his hand to interrupt her dishonest hand.

Yu Yuanzhen refused to let go at all, so she took his hand, covered the back of his hand, inserted it between her fingers, and put her palm directly against his chest.

The fiery palms are especially obvious on winter nights. The different structures of men’s and women’s bodies touch together, causing uneasiness.