Chapter 112: The Two Kiss More and More Intensely

Nan Xueyin was stunned again and quickly denied, "No! I absolutely..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Xiao Youlan leaned in again and pecked the corner of her mouth, blocking the remaining half of her sentence—"could not possibly like you"—in her throat.

He smiled and stroked her cheek, "Little Xue, you are already flushed through; there are some things you are very clear about in your heart."

Nan Xueyin certainly knew; just now, while being kissed, Nan Xueyin's cheeks and earlobes had flushed a deep red.

But she also knew that the things in her heart that Xiao Youlan spoke of were not limited to just this one.

Xiao Youlan meant that Nan Xueyin should be clear that she had already come to like him, and not just a little bit.

But in Nan Xueyin's heart, there were still other things standing in the way.

"I..."

Nan Xueyin tried to speak.

"Hmm?" Xiao Youlan was entirely patient, waiting for her to continue.

Nan Xueyin, however, paused, sitting on his lap and meeting his eyes.

After a long while, Nan Xueyin gritted her teeth and said, "Let me up."

She did not admit to liking him.

Xiao Youlan looked at her deeply: "You can get up, but you must take the initiative to kiss me first."

Nan Xueyin was ashamed and annoyed: "No!"

Xiao Youlan smiled without smiling: "But I heard that someone wants to go see Wu Zhui later. Having been to that courtyard today, someone should know that without my order, no one can break in. So, shouldn't some people be a little more obedient?"

Nan Xueyin glared: "You say you like me and are interested in me with your mouth, so why do you always coerce me?"

Xiao Youlan let out a laugh: "This is romantic play."

Nan Xueyin:...

What kind of bullshit romantic play is that!

"Besides, you also like it when we kiss," Xiao Youlan said.

Nan Xueyin was stunned.

This kind of thing...

Although she would absolutely never admit it, this... was not false.

In the past, she had never experienced it; she had only seen Xiao Mingyu or other men and women with their lips and teeth entwined, seeing them look as if they were in a state of ecstasy, and she only felt it was strange—what was the point of this? Their saliva was all mixed together; wasn't it disgusting?

Not until she experienced this matter herself.

She realized that lips and tongues were so soft, and when they were entangled, their breaths mixed together, truly giving rise to a unique kind of interest.

Seeing that Nan Xueyin did not rush to deny it, but instead her cheeks grew redder and redder, Xiao Youlan knew that she liked it too.

He let her go and leaned back lazily, resting against the cushions.

Nan Xueyin looked over.

Xiao Youlan lifted his chin slightly, signaling to her: you may begin.

Nan Xueyin felt ashamed and did not move for a long time.

Xiao Youlan was in no hurry, his lips moving as he said: "For the sake of Wu Zhui."

Nan Xueyin was not only ashamed now, but also a little angry.

Anyway, there was no one around, and kissing him once wouldn't make her lose anything.

Holding this sentiment, Nan Xueyin steeled herself and shifted toward Xiao Youlan.

Xiao Youlan knew she was about to start and, filled with anticipation, sat up to welcome her.

Nan Xueyin, however, pressed against his chest and, without further ado, pushed him down onto the couch.

Xiao Youlan was slightly stunned.

The next instant, Nan Xueyin had already leaned down and pressed her lips against his.

She was overcome with shame, her bright and beautiful face so red it seemed as if it could drip blood.

But since it was her first time taking the initiative to kiss someone, she had no experience; after pressing against him, she had no follow-up actions, just staring at him with wide eyes.

A low laugh spilled from Xiao Youlan's throat.

Nan Xueyin raised her head slightly, leaving his lips, "What are you laughing at?"

She added viciously: "I have already kissed you; you cannot go back on your word about me seeing Wu Zhui later."

Xiao Youlan raised an eyebrow: "Kissing so perfunctorily, does that count?"

"How was it perfunctory?"

"Before, how did I kiss you?" Xiao Youlan asked.

Nan Xueyin recalled his previous kisses and felt embarrassed, saying crossly: "I can't do that kind."

Xiao Youlan's fingers hooked the hair that had fallen down because she was leaning over, his voice deepening as he said: "Just consider it for the sake of Wu Zhui, and try to learn."

Nan Xueyin:...

At the same time.

Wu Zhui, who was locked in the room, slowly woke up, and for some reason, sneezed several times in a row.

He rubbed his nose and sat up, as if talking to himself, "Why do I always feel like someone is badmouthing me behind my back?"

Before he finished muttering, he sneezed again.

In the study, Nan Xueyin finally gathered all her courage for the sake of Wu Zhui.

Because she knew what she would do next, not only were her face and earlobes red, but even her neck had turned a large shade of red.

Xiao Youlan lay there, smiling as he cheered her on: "It's fine, it will be very comfortable in a moment; Little Xue is so smart, she will surely do very well."

"Shut up!"

Nan Xueyin glared at him fiercely and pressed down on his chest again.

Xiao Youlan obediently shut his mouth.

Nan Xueyin took a deep breath and kissed him again.

This time, she closed her eyes, recalling in her mind how Xiao Youlan used to kiss her, slowly licking and hooking.

She was indeed quick to learn, soon mastering the knack of kissing, and thus became increasingly at ease; in particular, compared to passively enduring, kissing him actively suited her personality better, and Xiao Youlan was very docile, no matter what she did, he accepted and cooperated with incomparable obedience.

Nan Xueyin soon found joy in it, and the more they kissed, the deeper it became.

Only then did she realize that it wasn't that Xiao Youlan had intentionally kissed so fiercely; often, once the mood took hold, the situation would become uncontrollable by one's own reason.

Xiao Youlan was kissed into a state of pleasure, stroking her waist and rubbing the back of her neck.

Clearly, he did not wish for this kiss to end so soon.

The two kissed more and more intensely.

Everything in the outside world was gradually disappearing; the important, the unimportant, all matters were cast behind them, not needing to be remembered or heeded.

It was as if between heaven and earth, only the two of them remained.

Their lips and tongues were linked together, their breaths intertwined, their bodies pressed tightly, as if they wanted to melt into each other's body, or be dissolved by the other.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, Magistrate Zhang..."

At this moment, Wei Nian's voice came from outside the door.

Just as he stepped through the door, he saw two figures overlapping on the couch, one on top and one below, and especially the one underneath, who was actually not even wearing a top!

Wei Nian only took one look, hurriedly closed his eyes, and retreated the way he came.

And because of this little interlude, Nan Xueyin and Xiao Youlan also snapped out of their passionate kiss.

Nan Xueyin propped herself up on Xiao Youlan and straightened her body.

Looking down, the usually aloof Crown Prince was lying there, his hair somewhat disheveled, his eyes faintly glistening with moisture, and the corners of his eyes flushed with a light red hue.

Most eye-catching were his lips, which had been kissed by her until they were slightly red and swollen.

Nan Xueyin blushed; at this moment, she didn't want to say anything and couldn't say anything, so she nimbly got off him, tidied her lapels and hair, and strode out of the study.

Wei Nian was still outside the door, eyes closed, muttering things like "do not look at what is improper."

Nan Xueyin's footsteps were light, and he did not hear her.

Only when Nan Xueyin's figure disappeared did Wei Nian open his eyes.

"Come in."

Xiao Youlan spoke slowly.

Wei Nian knew that since the Crown Prince had spoken, it meant that everything inside was already tidied up.

He was about to walk in, but after all, he was a man of the Eastern Palace, and for the sake of the Crown Prince, there were some things he had to say, even if it was offensive, even if it was offending!

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, even if you like that Miss Nan, you should not indulge in debauchery in broad daylight, and even less should you take off her top and pin her on the couch..."

Halfway through his sentence, Wei Nian walked into the study and saw Xiao Youlan on the couch with his upper body bare.

He was suddenly stunned.

No, no, no... that's not it!

The one who had their top taken off and was being pinned on the couch was not that woman.

It was actually his own Crown Prince?!