Transmigrated into a goddess from another world, and criticized the King of Yan for loving her like

Liu Jingru smiled even more happily after hearing this, "That's great!"

Su Qingci asked suspiciously, "Is this considered good?"

She herself had been tortured to the point of being utterly miserable, so how could this turn out to be a good thing?

That bastard Lu Huan keeps asking for more, day or night.

I sleep less at night, and I was hoping to have a good sleep to replenish my energy during the day, but who would have thought that he would force me to have sex with him several times.

But he still insisted that every time he entered the room, he saw her sleeping soundly, and as he watched her... he ended up getting impulsive.

Then it got out of hand.

Su Qingci really had no idea what to do.

Liu Jingru: "Think about it, it's common for a young, energetic man like him to have strong sexual desires."

"If he is a playboy who is greedy for beauty and has sought pleasure with other women, then he will definitely not be able to serve you well."

"But now, he has put all his attention and energy on you. Isn't this a good thing?"

"You said he did it a lot, so he obviously didn't touch other women, and only had sex with you. Isn't that good?"

Su Qingci remained silent, and Liu Jingru continued, "Back then, your father married me but didn't want to touch me. He said high-sounding words, but in fact, he secretly kept a prostitute as his concubine in the inner house."

"When I first learned about this, I was so disgusted that I couldn't even vomit."

"Qingci, it seems that he still has some feelings for you. Now that you are newly married and have a good relationship, you should quickly get pregnant for him."

"Didn't Wang Miaoqing rely on your father's preference for her to get pregnant before me and give birth to three children?"

"Having a child means having someone to rely on. A child is the fruit of a parent's love and the continuation of their life! If you were pregnant with his child, he would definitely be very happy."

"If you give birth to a boy, your position in the harem will be secure. Even if he takes a fancy to another girl in the future and takes her as a concubine, you won't be afraid."

Su Qingci vaguely remembered what Liu Jingru said, "I understand, mother."

Liu Jingru nodded with satisfaction and continued, "If he does it more often, you shouldn't resist too much."

"If he can't vent his anger with you, he will naturally look for other women. If he really finds other women, and those women get pregnant before you, then you will really have to suffer in the future."

"Qingci, be obedient. Since you've already married him, you should be more tolerant, ah~"

"Yes." Su Qingci nodded solemnly and wrote down everything Liu Jingru said.

Liu Jingru: "It's time to eat. Let's go eat together."

"it is good."

Su Qingci and Lu Huan had lunch at the Prime Minister's Residence. During the meal, Lu Huan kept picking food for her attentively.

Although Su Qingci had only been married for a few days, Lu Huan seemed to be very familiar with her and ordered the dishes she liked to eat.

Both Su Songqi and Liu Jingru were very satisfied with their son-in-law, but they were satisfied with different things.

The two of them stayed until dinner time before leaving. On the way back home, Lu Huan discovered that Su Qingci was a little quieter today than usual.

"What's wrong with you? Did your mother-in-law say something to you, or are you reluctant to leave her?" Lu Huan asked.

Su Qingci glanced over and said calmly, "Nothing, just a little sleepy."

Actually...she was just a little shy.

I will be going back home soon. I wonder if Lu Huan will...

Liu Jingru later taught her some techniques on how to control her husband, and Su Qingci was greatly shocked after hearing them.

I didn't expect that between men and women, it could be like this...

But if she was asked to do it, she felt a little uncomfortable.

So for a moment, I felt a little conflicted and embarrassed, and didn't know how to face him.

Su Qingci lifted the car curtain and stuck his head out alone, wanting to get some fresh air.

I glanced around casually and suddenly met someone's gaze.

Because it was late at night, Su Qingci couldn't see clearly.

The man stood on the roof, his slightly curly black hair fluttering like a flag in the night wind. He was dressed in black and covered his face with a turban, leaving only a pair of bright black eyes exposed.

He was originally glancing around nonchalantly, as if examining the city with a kind of detached indifference.

However, when his eyes met hers, a fleeting light flashed in his eyes.

He stared at her for a long, mysterious moment, his eyes dark and unclear, like the deep night sky, unpredictable.

The carriage continued to move forward, and Su Qingci's eyes gradually lost track of his figure. Just as she was about to look away, she caught a glimpse of the man walking on the beams of the house as lightly as a flying swallow, following the direction of the carriage like a shadow...

The man seemed to pay no attention to the road under his feet, not worried about stepping on the wrong path. His eyes were always fixed on her, as if she was his only target.

His smile was even more puzzling; it was a smile with no clear meaning.

Although his face was covered by a veil, a smile oozed from the corners of his eyes, like a devil's grin.

There was an inexplicable feeling mixed in, but it inexplicably made Su Qingci feel extremely uncomfortable.

That smile seemed to say: "You are already in my pocket."

Su Qingci felt a chill in his spine.

Just as she was about to look away, Lu Huan suddenly came up to her and hugged her tightly.

"Did I do something wrong and make you angry?"

Su Qingci was stunned and quickly pulled the curtain shut, "No, why do you think so?"

Lu Huan leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips, then rubbed her cheek twice. "Since you haven't said anything, I thought you were unhappy."

"No."

"My mother likes you very much."

Lu Huan lifted her up and held her on his lap, his right hand circling her slender waist, "What about you?"

Su Qingci ignored the itch on his waist and pretended to be stupid: "What?"

Lu Huan continued to ask: "Do you like me?"

"I like it." After saying that, she hid in Lu Huan's arms and forgot about what happened to the man just now.

Lu Huan hugged her and laughed softly twice, holding her tighter with his hands.

Su Qingci tried to hide, but Lu Huan grabbed her and put his hand on the back of her head, pressing his soft lips and tongue against hers.

Su Qingci's mind was blank, but she still remembered what Liu Jingru had said to her, so she obediently let Lu Huan do what he wanted.

The sweet and smooth saliva entangles, sucks and touches, and every part seems to be on fire.

His lips were so soft; his head was so flexible; the refreshing scent on his body surrounded her so strongly that she could not escape.

This feeling is like being addicted.

The night wind was blowing noisily, and that night the wind was like an invisible giant hand, pushing open the curtain of the carriage.

Su Qingci didn't know that the sight of her nestling in Lu Huan's arms and kissing him had been completely seen by a strange man on another parallel line.

Lu Huan's kisses fell on her densely, and there were constant slight gasps around her, and even her breathing became disordered.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, but the two were kissing passionately and fascinated.

Suddenly, a light laugh in the night sky brought Su Qingci back to reality.

She was stunned for a few seconds, her heart pounding, not sure if it was because of her inner throbbing or nervousness.

"What's wrong?" Lu Huan held the back of her head with his hand, and his warm breath sprayed on her face.

"Did you just hear something?"

Lu Huan's eyes were filled with lust, and Su Qingci could even feel the reaction from under him.

"heard it."

"I heard your heartbeat, your breathing, and... the sound of your teeth colliding."

With a chuckle, Lu Huan kissed the corner of her lips again, leaving a trace of water.

"Qingci." His hand slowly moved up from the waist and rested on a plump spot that seemed to be full of contentment.

Lu Huan took a deep breath, as if he was suppressing something. He pressed softly, his voice hoarse, "Qingci, I regret it."

"I want."

Su Qingci knew what he was referring to.

"So sad."

He swirled his fingers in circles, trying to arouse her interest, "Give it to me after we get home, okay?"