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That? The sound was so sweet that it seemed like it could squeeze water out of it, like a whimper.

That sound has a very fast rhythm, as if it is playing some strange music.

Inside the side room, Xiao Yunci picked her up, and Wen Ning hugged him nervously, almost crying.

"Your Highness, what are you...doing...what!"

"Nothing." Xiao Yunci carried her towards the couch.

Wen Ning's whole body went limp and she collapsed in his arms. There was almost nothing in her mind, only a blank.

"Call me a different name." Xiao Yunci saw that she couldn't handle it, and raised his lips, "Don't address me as 'Your Highness' anymore."

"Then?...what is it called?" Wen Ning almost collapsed.

"What was your name before, Qi Weiming?"

Wen Ning's nerves trembled. Speaking of Qi Weiming, her ex-fiancé at this time, she suddenly became nervous and had a strange sense of shame.

Xiao Yunci sensed her nervousness, squinted his eyes at her, smiled faintly and asked, "Hmm?"

"Zhao Yan." Wen Ning's voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Wen Ning was placed on the couch. Before she could even breathe a sigh of relief, she was cut by the blade again.

"No." Xiao Yunci pressed on Wen Ning and asked, "And? What was your childhood nickname?"

Wen Ning's mind was almost blank. She opened her mouth but almost failed to utter a single word.

"Brother Zhaoyan?"

Xiao Yunci narrowed his eyes at her and asked slowly, "Call me that too."

"Yan He...brother..."

"Um."

Xiao Yunci was very satisfied.

The result of his satisfaction is to make Wen Ning "satisfied".

Just as Wen Ning had expected before, Xiao Yunci learned everything very quickly. He was unable to grasp the essence at the beginning, and those happy emotions were random, but they were enough for Wen Ning to bear.

But gradually, he got some useful feedback from Wen Ning's subtle reactions.

So he tried gradually, gradually found the balance, and gradually found a way that suited Wen Ning from her reaction.

This was truly too fatal. Wen Ning had never experienced this before. Soon, her eyes were filled with tears, like a lake with ripples, but she kept losing focus.

Toss and turn?, toss and turn?.

The water Deng Wu prepared turned cold, so he sent someone to replace it with hot water. Then it turned cold again, and he heated it again. He did this several times until it was completely dark. He had not eaten dinner yet and was starving, but the Crown Prince was not finished yet.

"Will you let me eat?" Deng Wu's stomach rumbled, but there was nothing he could do. What if as soon as he started eating, someone opened the door and called him? Would he still want to live?

Wen Ning thought so too.

But now she no longer felt hungry. The feeling in her key area had covered all other parts, leaving her overwhelmed and unable to react at all.

Halfway through the battle, when Xiao Yunci finally surrendered, Wen Ning asked in a choked voice, "Your Highness, is this okay?"

"What did you call me?" Xiao Yunci said in a low voice, hugging her from behind.