The Eldest Princess

Chapter 58

Kiss him?

Could it be that Yun Cen was unhappy because she avoided him in the teahouse?

Obviously, his attitude towards the matter was completely opposite to hers.

She wanted to pretend nothing happened.

Even though he had been back for a while, his mind was still not clear. He actually came to her again and made things clear.

Doing whatever he thinks of is consistent with Xuan Fusang's impression of Yun Cen's willful and reckless behavior.

However, there was a hint of sour anger in his words just now.

She thought, there must be more than just the incident at the teahouse, there must be something else.

Jealous again? The possibility of Su Wen is a little low...

"Yun Cen, this request is too much."

Although she still spoke softly, the smile on her face had diminished, and was replaced by more patient questions.

"Why do you suddenly say such things?"

If you can get rid of him with just a kiss, it is actually very cost-effective.

But she couldn't agree to him easily.

First of all, she hadn't figured out why he was jealous.

She had no interest in exploring any of his emotions, but she was afraid that he would get jealous and implicate innocent people.

Yun Cen never did anything to her, but no one else could bear his anger.

Secondly, this kind of thing was really unusual for an unmarried girl in ancient times.

Besides, she asked herself, she was a little reluctant to kiss him.

Not only because she didn't have any romantic feelings for him, but more because in her opinion, he hadn't grown up yet.

Yun Cen saw that she was still as calm and composed as usual, and her eyes were silently deeper.

In the warm candlelight, those beautiful peach blossom eyes looked passionate and intoxicating, and much more mature than usual.

He held her hand with a little force unconsciously, causing Xuan Fusang to frown slightly.

It's not painful, but it's not comfortable either.

"Yun Cen, what's wrong with you?" Her eyes were filled with concern, and her gentleness was tempered by helplessness.

You shouldn't react like this! He yelled in grievance in his heart.

But Asan has always been like this. But his brain made a rational analysis at this time.

Many fragments of memories about her came to his mind all at once, and Yun Cen suddenly felt a headache.

She is always kind and generous.

She would praise him with a smile, but would also turn around and praise others. Even some losers could get her encouragement and comfort.

She would look at him intently, but her attention would be drawn to others at any time.

She is always stingy.

She rarely gave him anything on her own initiative.

In most cases, she passively complied with his requests.

The favoritism and indulgence in the eyes of others is just his own obsession.

In the deepest part of Yun Cen's consciousness, a terrifying idea has been lurking for a long time - Asan treats him no differently than she treats others.

This idea is like a demon that comes out from time to time and wreaks havoc.

It kept threatening him: "If you don't hold on tight, she will be kidnapped by someone else."

"Asan, kiss me."

The boy refused to communicate with her, knowing only too well how much he listened to her.

This time, he was determined to win and just wanted her to take the initiative.

He wanted to prove that she was different to him, different from everyone else.

Yun Cen's firm tone and eyes startled Xuan Fusang.

This time, she might not be able to comfort him with words alone.

Not wanting to compromise, she quickly changed her strategy.

"Yun Cen, don't do this. I'm a little scared." Her voice softened a little, her eyes watery, "Loosen up a bit, it's too tight."

As she spoke, she tried to gently break free from Yun Cen.

He had no intention of stopping her, so he let go completely.

She just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say something.

Unexpectedly, an arm was put around her waist, a hand was placed on her back, and a clever force pushed her directly into his arms.

"Yun Cen!"

Xuan Fusang exclaimed softly, accompanied by the sound of the round fan falling.

Because of his sudden action, a hint of wariness appeared in her eyes.

Too close.

The body sitting on his thighs couldn't help but resist, becoming tense and stiff.

The strong arm around her waist set off alarm bells in her heart.

As soon as her hands touched his chest and she applied some force tentatively, she thought something was wrong.

The difference in strength was too great, and she couldn't push it open at all.

Yun Cen ignored her futile struggle and just hugged her tighter.

The water and moon fragrance on her body became particularly clear under such close contact.

With every breath I take, I am filled with her.

His heart was beating dizzy, his head was dizzy, and all the complicated emotions became dizzy.

He couldn't help but lower his head and move closer to her lips, but stopped when he was just about to touch them.

In the light of two or three candles, his shadow flickered on her face.

He stared at those lips, those lips occupied by his shadow, like a madman.

The clear voice was lowered by the boy, and it sounded like iced orange juice with a lot of sugar added, sour and cool with a sticky sweetness.

"Ah-san, give me a kiss."

Is this the only thing you can repeat?

Xuan Fusang, who was pressed on the legs and locked in Yun Cen's arms, was a little angry.