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

Chapter 399 Is Yue Luo not good enough?

"Feng Jun, if you're tired, let's end this."

"I'm not tired. As long as I can stay in your arms like this, I'm not tired at all. And it's almost over, isn't it?"

Zhongli Yueluo gently patted his back: "Yes, it's almost over."

His tone was calm, as if he were chatting comfortably in the afternoon after many years together.

After letting go, the two went into the room together, washed up as usual, and sat on the edge of the bed.

Su Fengjun was still a little reserved in front of Zhongli Yueluo, and his clothes were wrapped up tightly.

"Do you intend to sleep with me fully clothed? But we've already been completely naked together."

Zhongli Yueluo spoke very naturally, resting her hands on either side of her thighs and tilting her head to look at him.

Su Fengjun blushed slightly, her eyes lowered: "Then, then please turn your head a little over, Princess."

"Just call me Yueluo here."

When Zhongli Yueluo heard him gradually change his address to "Princess," she was momentarily taken aback.

"Then Yue Luo, turn your head away, I'm taking off my clothes."

Su Fengjun was untying his belt and the Chinese knot button on his chest.

Zhongli Yueluo let out a laugh through her nose and shifted her bottom to the side.

"Come here, Feng Jun."

Su Fengjun is that kind of person. He asks what she wants, but his body moves first, and he walks to Zhongli Yueluo's side.

Zhongli Yueluo grabbed his hand, and with a pull, he sat down next to her.

“Yue… Yue Luo.”

"You're going too slowly, why don't you let me help you?"

She was quite rude, pulling on his belt and almost popping his buttons off.

In a couple of quick movements, they ripped off his outer garment, leaving only his inner lining.

"Okay, you can sleep inside, I'm going to sleep outside."

Su Fengjun looked a bit like a wronged little wife, frowning as she reluctantly turned over and went inside.

Zhongli Yueluo gently waved her hand, extinguishing the candles in the room. She then pulled a rope beside her, causing the gauze curtains to fall down and envelop the two of them.

The atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous.

Su Fengjun gripped the blanket with both hands, only her head sticking out.

He kept swallowing, and Zhongli Yueluo crawled into his blanket.

"Aren't there two blankets?"

Zhongli Yueluo looked at him with some confusion, propping herself up with her hand.

It was difficult to see clearly in the darkness, but by the light coming through from outside, we could see that both of their beautiful eyes were shining.

Zhongli Yueluo liked to look at Su Fengjun like this, seeing him at a loss, and even a little shy.

"Hey, Wind Lord, why don't you try getting on top of me?"

Su Fengjun felt his ears burning. What kind of lewd words were Zhongli Yueluo saying?

Seeing that he didn't move and even pulled the blanket tighter with both hands, she forcefully tugged at a corner of the blanket.

"Yueluo, please don't do this! You should...you should go to sleep."

Su Fengjun's voice trembled, and his whole body stiffened as Zhongli Yueluo's toes slowly reached up to his thigh.

I can only say I truly admire Zhongli Yueluo's flexibility.

"Feng Jun, why are you standing there so blankly? Hmm?"

Zhong Liyue did not loosen her grip on the blanket.

Seeing that he showed no sign of letting go, she moved her whole body closer to him.

"Yueluo, listen to me."

Su Fengjun's tone was somewhat anxious as he turned to look at Zhongli Yueluo, shifting his body to the side.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to avoid me? Hmph... you can't escape me."

Her hand gently rested on his shoulder, slipping inside his clothes to touch his smooth, soft skin.

It even made her a little jealous.

"Yueluo, don't do this..."

Su Fengjun's eyes were wet, and he covered his mouth with his hand. Even in the dim light, you could see that his face was flushed.

"Oh dear, my hands are a little cold. Can you move them a little further in? It's warmer here, is that alright?"

"You can't go there."

His voice grew softer and softer, like that of a mosquito or fly.

Zhongli Yueluo revealed a mischievous smile, narrowed her eyes, and lay on her side in his arms.

The fingertips wandered across the chest and abdomen, occasionally pausing at a certain spot, gently caressing and twisting.

"Hmm... over here... your hands are a bit cold, it's warmer to put them on your chest."

Su Fengjun gently grasped Zhongli Yueluo's hand, trying her best to control her breathing.

But he would still make "hmm" sounds from time to time, and even bite his lip.

Zhongli Yueluo teasingly touched his Adam's apple, and he tilted his head back, distancing himself from Zhongli Yueluo.

She looked into his eyes, restraining her gaze from that of a wolf.

I gently placed my fingertips on his lips and could feel that they were a little cold.

"Yueluo, you shouldn't have done that."

His eyes were dark, his breathing was heavy, and he gently bit her finger.

“Ah…” Zhongli Yueluo’s brows furrowed slightly, but of course it was an act.

She knew that Su Fengjun would immediately agree, and might even switch to a concerned expression towards her.

"Did I hurt you?" He took her hand, blew on it, and his eyes were full of tenderness and apology.

Zhongli Yueluo thus manipulated him completely. When he blew on her fingers, two of her fingers suddenly went into his mouth.

His eyes flickered, and with his other hand he grabbed Zhongli Yueluo's shoulder and forcefully flipped her onto himself.

"Yueluo, you know that sometimes I can't completely control myself either."

His voice was deep, husky, and magnetic, constantly lingering in Zhongli Yueluo's ears.

A tingling sensation ran through the hearts of those who heard it.

Zhongli Yue descended from the mansion, gently rubbing his ear in a seductive tone: "Oh? Then I'd like to see just how you can't control yourself?"

Su Fengjun really had no way to deal with her.

She knew perfectly well that he wouldn't do anything to her, yet she still deliberately said those things to provoke him.

So what was Zhongli Yueluo really thinking? Did she want him to do something? Or did she want him to do nothing?

"Yueluo, what should I do?"

Zhongli Yueluo's body was pressed completely against his chest, and he could feel her breath rushing between his neck.

"I can feel it, Feng Jun, your body is very honest."

His face flushed and burned. He knew exactly what Zhongli Yueluo meant, and his hand nervously gripped Zhongli Yueluo's waist.

"No, Yueluo... no."

How do you know I can't do it? I don't even know if I can.

Zhongli Yueluo knew she couldn't continue this joke, or she really wouldn't be able to sleep.

She rolled off him, flicking her finger teasingly, and wrapped herself in the blanket with her back to him.

But then she heard Su Fengjun let out a long sigh behind her. She couldn't tell if he was relieved or disappointed.

"Yue Luo... after we leave here, can we continue?"

Zhongli Yueluo didn't turn around to ask, "What?"

"It's something that didn't happen tonight."

Zhongli Yueluo turned over: "Of course I want to know... whether we're capable or not."

She curled up in his arms, and he barely managed to fall asleep in the latter half of the night, longing to leave this place as soon as possible.