Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 1164

The sailboat headed north, sailed on the Jinjiang River all night, and at dawn, it moored at a natural pier.

Xinmeng was awakened by a kiss.

She was very heavy, she looked down, the man who had been tossing all night was lying on her body, pecking her neck lightly, using this charming way to wake her up.

She didn't sleep enough, and her eyes still felt a little hard to open. Seeing this, she was a little annoyed, and raised her hand to push him, while opening her mouth to blame him for disturbing her lucid dream.

Xiao Lang quickly covered her slightly parted lips, hissed softly in her ear, and whispered: "Someone is here."

As soon as the words fell, there was a light knock on the cabin door.

Xiao Liu said outside the door: "Eighth prince, senior sister, are you awake? Breakfast is ready. After breakfast, we will disembark and go by land instead."

Xiao Lang let go of his hand, turned to the side and lay down.

Xinmeng sat up, turned her face to the cabin door, and replied, "We're already awake, we'll be here soon."

Hearing the sound of light footsteps gradually going away, she was about to put on her clothes and get out of bed. Before her hands touched the dress on the wooden bench beside the bed, she was pulled back by someone around her slender waist, and then a The warm and firm body pressed up.

Holding her fragrant shoulders with both hands, he lowered his eyes and looked at her quietly, his extremely gentle eyes swept over the beautiful eyebrows inch by inch, clear eyes, straight nose, came to those two lips that were as light as cherry blossoms on the petal.

It was fragrant and sweet, and he could never get enough of it.

The Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, slowly lowered his body, and pressed his lips against it.

"Don't make trouble, we still have to hurry." She put her hands on Xiao Lang's chest, trying to push him away.

The fiery body temperature passed through the thin clothes, ironing her palms and her heart.A faint blush gradually appeared on her delicate face.

"Just once." Xiao Lang said softly before sticking his lips that were sweeter than honey.

What?Xinmeng was startled for a moment, then her mouth was gagged in the next moment, and her thin clothes were quickly pulled away by her big hands.

Before she had time to complain, her whole body seemed to fall into the sea, ups and downs, unable to help herself, she could only grab his shoulders with all her strength, and fit him tightly.

After half an hour, the two people left the cabin and headed towards the bow of the ship one after the other.

Xinmeng walked in front, the blush on her pretty face still lingering.Xiao Lang drove the wheelchair and followed behind, his gentle eyes locked on the beautiful woman in front of him.

The two people standing at the bow heard the sound and looked back together.

Xiao Liu opened his mouth first: "Good morning, Senior Sister!"

Yan Qing didn't speak, but nodded.

"Xiao Liu! Yan Qing!" Xin Meng pretended to be calm and walked over, and asked them, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

Xiao Liu said with a smile: "It's been used up long ago. You and the Eighth Prince's breakfast is hot in the pot. When you're away from home, the food is simple. I hope the Eighth Prince doesn't mind."

The last sentence was addressed to Xiao Lang. When speaking, Xiao Liu turned around and faced Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang frowned slightly, not because the breakfast was simple, but because he felt a little uncomfortable.

Obviously Xinmeng is the one who goes out the least and needs to be taken care of. Why does everyone think that he is used to rich clothes and good food and will not be able to bear the pain.

It is true that he is a prince, but he is not squeamish, and he may even be better able to adapt to the challenges of the harsh environment than everyone present.

If not, how could he become the commander of the Shadow Army?

(End of this chapter)