The Ninth Princess is beautiful and sassy

No one except himself knew whether Chu Dongling did anything else last night.

Long Qian is just a little girl who doesn't know much about the world. Who knows what bad intentions are hidden under her gentle face?
"Brother Long, are there any search teams passing by outside? Are we safe here?"

Chu Dongling touched her long hair that was not yet dry, stood up, and wrapped it in a towel.

He held the towel wrapped around his long hair with both hands and exerted slight force. Then he let go, and the long hair that fell down was completely dry and clear.

Long Qian didn't expect it to happen so quickly. The back of his head felt hot and his whole head felt relaxed.

"You are faster than Brother Gu Sha. It takes him at least two seconds to dry my hair."

She smoothed her long, clean and silky hair, with a smile she hadn't seen for a long time on her face.

Chu Dongling's face suddenly darkened. His woman's hair had actually been touched by another man.

Could that bastard have taken advantage of the little girl while she was sleeping?
Long Qian shook his flowing hair, picked up the cup and took a sip of tea.

Chu Dongling picked up the pen and wrote in the notebook he had prepared: "Why do you trust me so much?"

Long Qian looked at the words on the notebook and frowned: "You are my Brother Long, and you saved my life. Why can't I trust you?"

"We have only met a few times." Chu Dongling wrote again.

He also knew that he shouldn't care about himself, but thinking that the little guy was not defensive at all, as his husband, how could he not be anxious?
Even people she has met a few times can take off her clothes, but what about Gu Sha? They spent so much time together.

Long Qian's eyes were still on the book, but she pursed her lips and did not respond immediately.

After thinking for a while, she shook her head: "I don't know why, it always feels like we have known each other for a long time."

Long Qian put down the cup, leaned forward, and reached out to touch Chu Dongling's face.

Chu Dongling knew that with her smart mind, even if she couldn't see his human skin mask, it was still possible to touch it. It feels like the little girl is more likely to accept Brother Long's identity, and he doesn't want to reveal his identity for the time being.

The man moved back, seemingly unconsciously, and wrote in the notebook again.

"From now on, don't let others see your body!"

His handwriting is not pretty, unlike Chu Dongling's graceful one, but it is powerful and sonorous, as if he is ordering others.

Looking at his eyes now, he looks a bit like Chu Dongling!
Long Qian had no idea at first when he saw the font was so ugly, but suddenly the seeds of doubt in his heart not only took root, but also sprouted.

No wonder he kept resisting having her face touched, so that was what happened.

Long Qian blinked his big watery eyes, tilted his head and asked, "Why not? Didn't Brother Long also read it?"

"Actually, anyone can look at my body and even make further requests, such as..."

She shook her long hair, stood up, and placed her hands on the clothesline.

In front of the man, Long Qian untied his clothes and opened his collar, revealing his fair and smooth shoulders.

"Brother Long, I wonder how I felt when you changed my clothes last night?"

She smiled, sat sideways on him, and shrugged her exposed shoulders.

"Isn't it hard to find me? As a reward, how about I allow you to finish what you haven't done last night?"

Long Qian put his long arm around the man's neck and slowly approached him.

"Stop holding back. You saved me. I'm willing to do whatever you want! Really, there's no need to hide it anymore." (End of Chapter)