I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 259 Not Once

She said she liked him, and he didn't mishear. He smiled, and the wind swirled up a shower of blue petals. He opened his mouth slightly.

"I am in love with the princess, and to marry her would be the greatest blessing of my life."

She kissed his lips warmly, with a hint of provocation, her intention to advance was particularly obvious.

He was taken aback at first, then gently bit her lip, his light silver eyes full of smiles.

He reached out and touched her lips, his voice low, intimate, and passionate: "Princess, how about I take the initiative this time?"

He paused for a moment, afraid she would refuse, then said with pleading in his eyes, "Just... this once."

Even without him taking the initiative, Zhongli Yueluo was already smitten; how much more so when he did? In her eyes, she saw herself reflected in his eyes.

"I want it more than once."

A slight smile played on his lips as he gently cupped her face in his hands, as if he were holding a priceless treasure.

He gently responded to her kiss, exploring inch by inch, sucking little by little.

She could barely stand, so he put one arm around her waist and gently patted the back of her head with the other.

"Hmm..." Her eyes sparkled, misty and shimmering.

He heard her soft moans and heavy breathing through her nose; he wanted more.

Her hands gripped the sides of his clothes tightly, creating several creases. The sun was setting quickly.

It seemed like only for a moment that the sky slowly darkened, and within a few breaths, the moon appeared on the horizon.

The blue petals blown by the wind have now turned white, and coincidentally, they landed between the two people's noses.

Zhongli Yueluo's eyelashes trembled, and the petals slipped into their embrace.

She was completely exhausted, but she was much more skillful than last time, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

After a moment, they reluctantly parted, panting slightly, and he gazed at her with deep affection: "The moon is so beautiful."

Zhongli Yueluo licked her lips; this was never enough. She looked into his eyes with anticipation.

He kissed her lips again, this time more passionately, and only after a long while did he slightly release her, his forehead touching hers.

"Princess, isn't that enough?" The voice was slightly hoarse as he gently asked her.

Zhongli Yuelu pouted and shook her head. His eyes were like the moon in the sky, captivating her heart with every blink.

Su Fengjun chuckled softly, then simply pulled her into a tight embrace, breathing in unison with her, his light silver eyes filled with doting affection.

"Princess..." He gently kissed her forehead, "So, what does the princess want?"

Zhongli Yueluo rested her head against his chest, unable to utter these words.

And she couldn't continue. Her fingers traced circles on his chest as she mumbled something, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

She turned around, and he wrapped his arms around her, gently stroking her head with his chin.

Her Adam's apple bobbed as she looked at the flowers nearby, all of them snow-white, while in the distance, a hint of blue tinged the air.

"What a nice view."

Then she turned to look at him, and the two of them said in unison, "But none of them are as good as you."

Then, both of their eyes narrowed into crescent shapes.

He gently embraced her, and subconsciously pulled his cloak tighter, quietly enjoying the tranquility of the moment.

After a while, he whispered in her ear, "I wish time could just stop right now."

He bent down, lowered his chin, and nuzzled her shoulder: "Just the two of us, always like this."

Zhongli Yueluo gently touched his cheek, but at this moment, she did not respond to him, but only gazed at him affectionately.

Perhaps all her answers were written in her eyes.

He took her hand, gently rubbed it against the tip of his nose, and then pressed her hand against his face.

He turned his head to look at her, his eyes filled with deep affection, his voice so gentle it seemed to drip with tenderness: "I already know the princess's answer."

She smiled gently, grabbed his collar, and leaned backward—it was a slope, after all.

Su Fengjun lost his footing, but still managed to grab her waist with all his might, switching her with him.

Contrary to expectations, I fell face-first onto the thick meadow, only feeling a few pricks.

She placed her hands on either side of his head, then lay down on top of him with her eyes closed.

I'll stay here with you tonight.

The soft sound entered his ear, and he gently put his arm around her waist, then patted her slowly.

A barrier appeared in the blink of an eye, and a warm feeling filled the space. She threw herself on him and quickly calmed her breathing.

A short while later, when Su Fengjun gently ran his fingers across her cheek, he found that she was already fast asleep.

Caught off guard, she felt someone touch her cheek, which tickled her, and she even flicked it with her hand.

Then, she rolled over and curled up in Su Fengjun's arms, her hands still tightly gripping his clothes.

He didn't dare move, afraid of waking her, but he couldn't resist wanting to touch her face.

After this night, when dawn breaks, they will be who they were before.

His soft lips lightly touched her brows and the tip of her nose, and she remained motionless.

He tentatively called her, "Princess?"

The only response he received was the gentle breeze outside. He lightly kissed her forehead and closed his eyes.

Her breathing soon became even, and only then did Zhongli Yueluo open her eyes; she hadn't been asleep.

Her eyes were full of pity and adoration as she kissed his chin and then his neck.

Seemingly feeling that this wasn't enough, he left a deep mark between his collarbones.

Just as she was sucking, Su Fengjun woke up, looking at her blankly and bewildered.

"Princess...please...please don't leave any marks."

His voice was low and hoarse, and it was clear that he was trying his best to suppress himself.

“It’s mine, of course I have to leave my mark.” Her eyes gleamed, leaving him no room to refuse.

He tilted his head slightly, biting the back of his hand, his eyes bloodshot and blurry.

"If my younger brother sees this... he will be unhappy."

"But now, it's just the two of us."

She grabbed his clothes, leaving a red mark on the other side; he was too weak to speak.

"Princess...don't...stop."

She grabbed the grass on the ground and snapped it in two, but Zhongli Yueluo deliberately squinted her eyes and said, "Don't stop."

He slipped his hand inside his clothes, his fingertips gently touching it, and then gave it a light squeeze. He was completely unstoppable.

He held her in his arms, buried his head in Zhongli Yueluo's neck, and bit her hard.

“Princess, I said… don’t stop.”

He also left several red marks between her collarbones, but he couldn't bear to continue.

How could we, in this rough land, though longing to fill each other's hearts, ultimately only touch each other's hearts?

Zhongli Yueluo was truly asleep this time, breathing softly in his arms.

Little did she know what consequences the red marks on her neck would bring her.

The next morning they were awakened by the dawn, and their surroundings were covered with flower petals, white and blue.

The two smiled at each other and straightened each other's clothes. Zhongli Yueluo had specially chosen a dress with a high collar.

He carefully covered the mark and stroked her hair: "Princess... good morning."