The prince doesn't want to get married

Chapter 73 Past Events

　　In the early morning, the rays of the sun slowly fell on the roads made of blue bricks and white tiles, and also on the people in the capital who got up early to set up stalls and shout to make a living. The streets were bustling with people, but the prince's palace was peaceful and peaceful.

　　The warm sunlight shines on the bed curtains through the gap in the window. Through the bed curtains, two intimate figures can be vaguely seen closely together.

　　Qi and Mo narrowed their eyes dimly, vaguely seeing the obedient and peaceful sleeping face of the person in front of them. A smile appeared on the corners of their lips, and they subconsciously retracted the arm around the reluctant man's waist and gently moved into Jiang Xiyao's arms. After rubbing it lightly, he closed his eyes again.

　　But his actions woke up Jiang Xiyao. Her closed eyes moved slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes. When she saw the furry head in her arms, her beautiful eyes were slowly filled with love. A layer of smile.

　　Jiang Xiyao fondly touched her head in her arms, and just as she was about to wake up Qi Yumo, a small paw came out from nowhere and grabbed her wrist.

　　Jiang Xiyao raised her eyebrows slightly, and when she lowered her eyes, she saw the pair of shining black eyes in her arms.

　　"Xiyao wants to do something wrong to me while I'm sleeping?"

　　Looking at the cute and naughty black eyes of the person in her arms, a smile flashed across Jiang Xiyao's cold face, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "Does the prince hope that I will do something wrong to you, or does he not?"

　　Qi Yumo's eyes rolled, and then he turned over and pressed on Jiang Xiyao's body. He put his hands on Jiang Xiyao's ears and said with a wicked smile, "What do you think, Princess?"

　　The ink-like black hair scattered randomly, and a few even fell on Jiang Xiyao's face. The soft hair tips touched the soft cheeks, and a tickling feeling came from the contact. Jiang Xiyao was not annoyed by being treated like this by Qi Yumo. A hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, but a smile slowly appeared on her face: "I think..."

　　Jiang Xiyao's eyes paused for a moment, and then with a slight movement of her fingers, most of the collar of her middle coat spread out, revealing a piece of delicate, snow-white skin. Jiang Xiyao gently touched Qi Yumo's face with her jade hand, and said angrily: "The prince actually wants to do something wrong to Xiyao..."

　　"It's just..." After saying that, Jiang Xiyao glanced at Qi Yumo teasingly and continued: "Your Majesty, it's better to behave within your ability, so as not to..."

　　Speaking of this, Jiang Xiyao laughed meaningfully. Qi Yumo's face turned red. Looking at the vague white patch of snow on Jiang Xiyao's chest, he looked away in panic, thinking of the embarrassing thing that happened to him last night... .

　　It was the same last night. Qi and Mo looked at Jiang Xiyao's delicate and shapely collarbones, her fair and tender skin, and the faintly exposed ravine. While his heart was burning, he wanted to put into practice what he had seen in the royal study that day. He had even tasted the moist and tempting red grapes, but at the last moment he had to give up because of the injury caused by falling off the cliff. .

　　Thinking of this, Qi and Mo felt a little annoyed. How could they not live up to expectations with their broken bodies...

　　As if aware of what Qi and Mo were thinking, Jiang Xiyao stood up, lifted Qi and Mo's chin with her index finger and teased: "What is the prince thinking?"

　　Feeling a chill on their chins, Qi and Mo came back to their senses. His eyes flickered slightly and glanced at the snow-white chest of Jiang Xiyao again. Qi and Mo turned their heads to the side, and with red faces, they reached out and pulled the silk quilt on the side to cover them.