The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

This kiss is undoubtedly torturous!

First, he was overbearing and strong, driving straight in, rolling his tongue deep and shallow...

Jiang Ying even felt as if his waist was about to be broken by Yan Zhuo.

But she was weak and no matter how she resisted, she couldn't move anything.

Instead, it seems like tickling the dog king.

Even when she bit him with her teeth bared, it was of no use.

But his movements eventually became gentler, and the hand that was pinching her waist slowly moved to her shoulders. Finally, feeling that her resistance was not as fierce, he put his hand around the back of her neck neither loosely nor tightly.

He held back his breath and said, "Ying'er, I still have a place in your heart, right?"

He couldn't believe that someone who loved him so much could change so suddenly.

The main thing is that he seems to be unable to leave her.

It is hard to imagine how worried and crazy he would be if she stood next to someone else one day.

Jiang Ying licked the faint smell of blood in his mouth.

I can't say what I feel, but I feel a little emotional. "My Lord, are you expressing your feelings to me?"

In fact, even if no one said it, Jiang Ying was not a wooden man and would not be able to notice it.

I've just been avoiding it.

She felt very annoyed. She didn't want to really break up with him and let her son lack the company of his father. But she also felt that if she just did what Yan Zhuo wanted, it would be a good deal for him.

Also, she has always been reluctant to admit that Yan Zhuo is actually quite attractive.

Regardless of his appearance, temperament, status and position, he is definitely a rich son-in-law.

When they first met, Gou had a bad temper and was very mean to her, taking advantage of the fact that he was drugged!

Thinking about it, Jiang Ying looked up and gazed at Yan Zhuo's handsome face, with stars in her eyes and her red lips opening and closing, "What does it mean that the prince doesn't answer?"

"Ah..." A sigh so faint that it was almost inaudible.

Before Jiang Ying lost her temper, the man grabbed her hand and slowly pressed it against his muscular chest. "If I didn't like you, why would I do this?"

bang bang... bang bang...

The extremely hot heartbeat and the burning skin were like branding on Jiang Ying's palm.

She subconsciously wanted to pull her hand away.

But how could Yan Zhuo give her another chance to escape? He covered her with his big hand, not allowing her to retreat at all. He lowered his statue-like nose to look at Jiang Ying, "If you doubt me again, I will burn myself to ashes to show my determination!"

Jiang Ying looked away, not daring to meet the gaze of the man who was now too passionate.

She said gently, "Your Highness, you have a fever. It's normal to feel hot."

Yan Zhuo knew that she did it on purpose, just to irritate him, so he curled his lips and moved closer to her, "Isn't Ying'er a doctor? Hurry up and cool me down..."

Jiang Ying: "..."

How could he want to cool her down? Was he trying to eat her dry and purify her into water?

But things have developed to this point, and Jiang Ying is very clear that Yan Zhuo will not give up unless he gets some benefits.

But she couldn't stay in the Hu Mansion forever.

Especially since Concubine Chen will be waiting for her tomorrow morning.

Therefore, Jiang Ying lowered his head and gritted his teeth, then raised his head and risked it, "Okay, Your Majesty, I believe what you said about pleasing me!"

Hearing this, Yan Zhuo's red eyes shone like candles, but his tone was very cautious, "Really? You are not hiding from me on purpose?"

Jiang Ying shook his head, "I won't hide anymore."

"Are you willing to be the Princess of a County?" Yan Zhuo finally got this opportunity, so of course he had to pursue it relentlessly and finalize the most important thing.

Otherwise, the emperor would laugh at him every time he saw him, and he really deserved a beating!

Jiang Ying hesitated about this question, but finally agreed, "One year later, if Your Majesty doesn't abandon me, we can get married."

Whether he abandons her or not, doesn't it depend on whether she acts like a demon or not?

For the time being, she hasn't thought of any way to irritate Yan Zhuo. She thinks that the original owner's method of drugging him would be useless as the Dog Prince is so hungry now.

However, there is still a long time, and Jiang Ying is not afraid of not being able to find Yan Zhuo's weak spot.

She was forced by the situation and had to compromise and take expedient measures, but Yan Zhuo was not like that. He took it seriously and happily hugged the little woman in his arms.

He used such great strength that he almost wished he could rub the other person into his own bones and blood.

"I like you, Yingying."

Yan Zhuo's voice was low and hoarse. "It has nothing to do with the child or anything else. I just like you as a person. I like your confidence, intelligence, and cunning. I also like your viciousness, arrogance, and ruthlessness. I was wrong before. From now on, you are the only woman I love."

After he finished speaking, he hooked Jiang Ying's pink pointed chin with his fingertips, crushed the starlight and friendship in his eyes, and slowly pressed down on that touch of tenderness.

Jiang Ying knew that he couldn't hide, otherwise all his previous efforts would be wasted and it would be a waste.

I thought to myself, it's just a kiss, it won't cost me any meat, and it won't lead to having a second child. Besides, he's handsome and gentle, so I might as well just kiss him.

Closing her eyes, she simply enjoyed the intimacy of the opposite sex, neutralizing the hormones of both men and women.

Can……

After a while, Jiang Ying felt his mind was confused and his whole body was weak. His hands unconsciously hung on Yan Zhuo's tall neck...

what happened?

It must be that the room was too stuffy and the Dog Prince infected her with his fever, or there was too much hallucinogenic powder in the room and it moved into her brain through molecular movement!

"Hmm~" Uncontrollable gasps and moans quietly overflowed from Jiang Ying's lips and teeth.

Yan Zhuo was so excited and passionate that he was about to carry Jiang Ying to the bed when a murmur came from the yard, "Huh? Why did I fall asleep? Damn it!"

"It's so late now, if the master can't find me, he will kill me!"

The drug had worn off and Hu Xinglin's servant woke up!

Then there was the obvious sound of someone getting up and running towards the main house.

Yan Zhuo had no choice but to grit his teeth and use his remaining sanity to take Jiang Ying away and leave the Hu Mansion.

The weird thing is that he didn't take Jiang Ying back to the Duke's Mansion, but went to Feiyu's house instead.

Seeing the two of them, Aunt Peng, the cook on duty, was quite surprised. Why did they come here so late?

Yan Zhuo lowered his voice and said, "I am not feeling well. I am afraid that my illness will be passed on to the child. I will come to the house to recuperate."

Jiang Ying was half-armed by him, and when the cold wind blew, most of her fantasies and emotions disappeared immediately.

But she didn't dare to refute it too obviously to save face.

The Dog Prince must be distracted now and want to go further, huh!

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have brought her to Feiyu’s house.

Aunt Peng nodded repeatedly, looking quite worried. "Well, did you bring Miss Jiang's medicine box? Have His Highness and Miss Jiang eaten yet? Otherwise, I'll go make some light dishes. Although you have no appetite when you are sick, you need to eat more. Otherwise, how can you have the energy to fight the disease?"

Yan Zhuo frowned. Does this cook have any sense of humor?

He's so noisy, he really deserves to be hired by Jiang Yuanlang!

"Okay, go ahead and make it. We'll eat whatever you cook."

Dinner? It seems that I didn’t eat it.

Empty stomach.

But at this moment, he didn't feel hungry at all. What he wanted more was another kind of ecstasy eating...

"Yingying, are you tired? Come, I will carry you away."

Although the prince's motives are not pure, his attitude is gentle and considerate, and there is nothing wrong with it.

This made Jiang Ying, who was about to throw cold water on him, suddenly change her mind and stretched out her hands to him with a smile, "Okay, Your Majesty, I just can't walk anymore."

Yan Zhuo was so excited, "Come on, I have plenty of strength."

In fact, he was still running a fever and feeling a little weak, but every man doesn't care about his reputation, especially at this time, he had to grit his teeth and embrace the beauty.

As a result, after finally carrying the person into the house with great effort and closing the door tightly, he returned to the inner room and excitedly opened the bed curtain, but the person lying on the bed was not the little woman he had been thinking about, but a cold and terrifying corpse with a dagger stuck in the chest!

Yan Zhuo, "Ugh~"

He roared in a suppressed voice, "Jiang Ying, you...you come out here!"

Jiang Ying huddled aside, holding onto the bed frame with both hands, and said pitifully, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I accidentally brought him back."