I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 167 Princess, Feng Jun is very clear-headed

While she was still wondering if there were plague demons outside, Su Fengjun's lips landed on her forehead.

It was burning hot. She held his waist with both hands and could feel the heat of his body even through his clothes.

"Feng Jun?" Zhongli Yuelu shook him twice.

At this moment, Shan Ying revealed a wicked smile outside. She said, "I knew it. Every man would fall for it, without exception."

Su Fengjun's burning hot hands caressed Zhongli Yueluo's face slowly, as if trying to imprint her image in his heart.

The love radiating from his eyes made Zhongli Yueluo almost unable to look him in the eye.

She gently squeezed Su Fengjun's hand without saying a word.

But Su Fengjun grabbed her hand and took two steps forward. Zhongli Yuelu lost her balance and was caught in his arms around the waist.

As he retreated step by step, a sense of obsession and possessiveness appeared in Su Fengjun's eyes.

He had been suppressing his emotions, but at this moment they all erupted.

Zhongli Yueluo finally retreated to the wall. He propped himself up on one side of her head with one hand, tilted his head to look at her, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Her Adam's apple bobbed up and down as his hand slowly slid from her chin to her jaw and then down to her neck, treating her with utmost care and tenderness.

Even under these circumstances, he did not do anything to harm Zhongli Yueluo.

She slowly hooked her arm around Su Fengjun's neck and whispered, "Fengjun, please wake up."

His voice was low, hoarse, and suppressed: "Princess, the Wind Lord is very sober."

His lips landed on the corner of her eye, hot and light, and the fragrance emanating from her body kept wafting into his nose.

He gripped Zhongli Yueluo's shoulders with both hands, wanting to take it a step further.

Unfortunately, Zhongli Yueluo had nowhere to retreat.

The two were pressed tightly together, their bodies touching, his leg blocking her, preventing her from moving.

Listening to the sounds coming from inside the room, Shan Ying gave instructions to the child holding the lantern beside her.

"Once they've finished, increase the dosage a bit more, and make sure everything goes perfectly."

If they succeed, she will have another plague demon, which will not be in vain for Zisang's high regard for her.

The child carrying the red lantern didn't say much, just nodded, and stood guard outside the door, the red lantern flashing.

Su Fengjun took her hand and placed it on his waist.

He guided her hand upwards, and then placed it between his shoulders and back.

"Princess, is this alright?" His bloodshot eyes pleaded, and he even gritted his teeth.

She was caught in a dilemma, unable to move or remain still.

Fortunately, Su Fengjun's composure is beyond that of ordinary people, otherwise he wouldn't be leaning against the wall right now.

She could only see the outline of his chin; he must be doing his best to avoid looking at her.

Zhongli Yueluo exudes a seductive aura with every move he makes, even when he's not moving. She needs to stay away from him.

Thinking it over, she released her grip on his back and took a step to the side.

Perhaps if we stay away from him, he will become more lucid.

But with just this small gesture, Su Fengjun grabbed her wrist.

Perhaps you've never seen him like this before, with his eyebrows raised and his eyes full of possessiveness.

"Princess, please don't go." His hand, which was gripping her wrist, was trembling.

He was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself and would do something that she would hate.

Zhongli Yueluo placed her finger on his lips, thinking that her blood could control him.

Let him bite his finger until it bleeds.

He tentatively licked it with the tip of his tongue, his eyes trembling.

It bit down gently again, without using any force at all.

He was clumsy, but every move he made was sincere.

Zhongli Yueluo's body trembled slightly as Su Fengjun pried open her fingers and bit them one by one.

He looked at her with eyes full of tenderness, and her breathing became rapid, but now was not the time to be lost in passion.

He gripped the handle tightly, and was startled. Suddenly, a metallic taste of blood filled his mouth.

He was already struggling to control himself, and then he tasted her blood.

He sucked on her fingers, and couldn't stop.

But when he looked up and saw Zhongli Yueluo frowning, he immediately realized something was wrong, quickly let go, and looked flustered.

But now the heat in his body has indeed subsided a lot.

But she didn't know what expression to wear when facing Zhongli Yueluo.

Zhongli Yueluo withdrew her hand, her eyes filled with worry as she asked, "Feng Jun, are you feeling better now?"

"I'm much better, Princess. I offended you just now." His hand trembled as he grabbed her sleeve, his face stubborn.

I don’t know who he’s arguing with, he’s probably struggling with himself. Zhongli Yueluo took two more steps back.

Su Fengjun's eyes darkened. He saw Zhongli Yueluo trying to move away from him and wanted to go forward, but then he stopped.

“Feng Jun, it’s my fault. I’ll stay away from you, and you should feel better,” Zhongli Yueluo said earnestly.

“Princess, I…” He didn’t want to be so far away from her, biting his lip, his hand hovering in front of him.

Indeed, as long as he kept a certain distance from Zhongli Yueluo, his mind became clearer and his limbs became stronger.

Zhongli Yueluo rubbed her chin and tried to get closer to Su Fengjun.

But this time the seductive arts didn't seem to be as strong, and Su Fengjun was able to control himself.

It seems we still have to put on a show.

Su Fengjun pushed her towards the bedside, even though he also wanted to be with her... but for now it was just an act.

Zhongli Yueluo was pushed heavily onto the bed, her fingers gently hooking around his neck.

"My lord, come here, shall you smell my fragrance?"

Su Fengjun ripped off her coat and deliberately threw it towards the door.

Then, the doorman extinguished all the candles in the room.

But you can still see the figures inside the gauze curtains, tossing and turning.

Su Fengjun placed his hands on either side of her head, staring intently at her: "Princess, I..."

He glanced awkwardly at his lower body, finding it hard not to react; after all, this was a princess.

Zhongli Yueluo knew he was embarrassed, but the people outside seemed not to have moved at all.

What kind of opportunity would it take for them to push open the door and walk in?

Her lips suddenly kissed his neck.

In that instant, it was as if you could see his pupils dilate and his veins bulge.

His Adam's apple bobbed back and forth, and the veins in his neck throbbed.

This is such a huge blow to him! Zhongli Yueluo has no idea.

His eyes narrowed, exuding a dangerous aura: "Princess, may I...?"

Before Zhongli Yuelu could answer, he gently cupped her head in his hand and lightly kissed her earlobe.

She kissed his chin, and the two lingered for a long time, unable to separate, but the person outside the door remained motionless.

"My lord, shall we take this further?" Her tone was alluring, and her eyes were captivating.

Su Fengjun feared he would lose control, but he didn't want to separate. He didn't understand what taking things further meant.

She kissed his lips, and he stiffened, his mind going blank for a moment.

Realizing what was happening, she turned the tables and deepened the kiss: "Mmm..."

He reluctantly parted ways after a long while, gazing at her with tender affection in his eyes.

Her pale silver eyes were filled with deep affection: "Princess, if this is a step forward, I want to... go even further."

The child outside was getting impatient. Usually, if Shan Ying had intervened, he should have been able to get in in a short while.

But now, two quarters of an hour have passed, and there has been no progress whatsoever.