Chapter 17 The Swish Chill

"What trick are you trying to play?"

"How can I play any tricks? Don't I just want to serve you comfortably, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Xiahou Fengli stared at her without moving.

Jiang Nanyan's heart was hanging high, she was afraid that he would not be obedient and just eat her like this.

The two confronted each other like this.

After a while, Xiahou turned over in the wind and lay down beside the wall.

It's easier to escape now!

God help her too!

Jiang Nanyan cheered a little in her heart, with a smile on her face, "His Royal Highness, you lie here first, I'll go get a prop, and I'll be here soon..."

She said, moving quickly to jump out of bed.

However, before both feet had time to touch the ground, Xiahou Fengli quickly reached out, grabbed her arm, pulled her back, and locked her in his arms.

"Props?" Xiahou Fengli asked in a hoarse voice, the hands around her waist tightened tightly.

"Yes, yes!" Jiang Nanyan nodded in cold sweat.

Damn!

This man's speed is too fast!

"Do you think the crown prince needs to be restrained now?!" Xiahou Fengli sneered.

Want to play tricks with him?

She is still too young!

Jiang Nanyan was so frightened by his words that she trembled heavily.

He is angry again!
It can't go on like this!
She must find a way to let his anger down, and then take advantage of his relaxation...

Jiang Nanyan took a deep breath, turned around, wrapped her frail and boneless hands around Xiahou Fengli's neck, "Since His Royal Highness doesn't like props, let's start right away!"

Xiahou Fengli stared at her deeply, without saying a word, wanting to see if she could still play tricks.

No matter what tricks she wants to play today.

Today, he will have to pass the bridal chamber wedding night that was so long late!

I will never let this woman escape with any excuses again!

Xia Houfeng thought grimly inside.

"His Royal Highness, how do you like me to serve you?" Jiang Nanyan asked absent-mindedly while thinking about a way to escape.

"Lie down!" Xiahou snorted coldly, tense in the wind.

This dead man is so vulgar!
Is he really the prince of a country?
Could it be a counterfeit?

Jiang Nanyan cursed him in her heart, but her face was still smiling like a flower, "Oh, Your Highness, you really don't understand fun! How can anyone say that about boudoir happiness!"

"Happiness in the boudoir?" Xiahou Fengli squinted at her, as if hearing some joke, and scoffed coldly.

The two of them have always been like enemies for several generations, how could they have boudoir happiness?

Was she sure she was insane?
Xiahou squinted his eyes in the wind, and looked at Jiang Nanyan with pity.

Then, he reached out and grabbed her arms.

This stinky man clearly doesn't believe her!
Oh shit!

Later, I must kick him so hard that he can't get up!
Jiang Nanyan thought bitterly, squeezed out a smile, and said softly, "His Royal Highness, it is inconvenient for me to serve you if you restrain me like this! Can you lift your feet and hands high first, let me go?"

"No need!" Xiahou Fengli refused without thinking.

He decided not to play games with this woman anymore!
Xia Hou frowned in the wind, turned around, and pressed her into the quilt.

"No, no need?" Jiang Nanyan exclaimed, "Your Majesty, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? Of course, the prince is tired of your tricks!"

(End of this chapter)

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