His Highness the Prince of Yan turned back, his expressionless face pressing down on his wildly wagging tail.
But it was no use.
The moment he let go, his tail would continue to wag furiously.
Meanwhile, Princess Mu Ci cast him a smiling glance, urging him to give up, to stop struggling.
"See, you're just so happy, your tail is wagging! So cute, your big, white, soft tail, I've missed it so much!"
She pounced, then quickly ruffled his big tail again.
The Prince of Yan, sporting fox ears and a fox tail, looked particularly adorable.
Especially since the Prince of Yan looked exactly like Ling Qianhe, Lin Muci found him even cuter!
She even considered whether, after finishing this small world and returning to modern times, she could get Ling Qianhe to wear fox ears and a fox tail, and let her pet and fuss over him as much as she wanted.
The thought made her eyes light up!
The Prince of Yan endured her ministrations, holding back again and again, but this damned woman showed no sign of stopping. After enduring for a long time, he finally lost his patience, grabbed her hand, and pushed her onto the bed.
In an instant, they were in an awkward and dangerous position.
The girl looked up at him with a dazed expression.
Her voice was soft and cute, with wisps of warm breath puffing onto his face.
"What are you going to do?"
"Today is our wedding night. The instructional嬷嬷 taught me everything!"
There was no instructional嬷嬷; it was merely Lin Muci acting on a whim, deliberately teasing the Prince of Yan before her. This young prince, despite his cold and defiant demeanor, was still a pure little virgin!
She reached out, slowly caressing the tip of his nose, then, as if incredibly pleased and excited, she told him.
"I know everything I need to do."
"I really do know everything!"
She even emphasized it again.
The Prince of Yan remained silent for a long time. He gazed into the girl's eyes, then couldn't help but lower his voice, his deep tone continuing to question her.
"What exactly did that instructional嬷嬷 teach you... those indecent things?"
His voice lowered, and there was even a hint of expectation in it that he himself didn't notice! The girl opposite him widened her eyes and said.
"Just the things everyone knows. Erotic paintings, techniques for union, love between men and women, what else could she teach me."
"Oh, and she taught me to please you!"
She lifted her head, her eyes slightly narrowed, a sweet smile playing on her lips. The smile gradually spread, and then she leaned closer to the Prince of Yan, swiftly kissing him beside his lips. Her tongue brushed against his lips, slowly licking them.
The Prince of Yan stared at her with disbelief.
"You... presumptuous!"
"How dare you be so bold!"
But his ears immediately turned red.
And not just that – his two upright ears were completely flushed.
More than that, his tail was wagging wildly, completely out of control.
Lin Muci even worried he might wag his tail off. He was so happy, this happiness was simply impossible to conceal.
Lin Muci looked at him and asked him curiously.
"Is this bold?"
"But I know even bolder things. Since you think I'm bold, I won't do it then."
Hearing her say that, the Prince of Yan blushed deeply.
"What else... bolder things?"
He had been angry a moment ago, but the next moment, his cheeks flushed as he looked at the little princess before him.
"What else do you plan to do?"
But the little princess shook her head.
"You don't like it, so I won't do it."
"I'm going to sleep, closing my eyes. If you don't like it, why should I do things that make you angry and that you dislike."
In the Prince of Yan's heart, it felt as though ants were crawling. He looked at the girl's face, realizing for the first time what it meant to be restless and uneasy, and had never imagined he would shoot himself in the foot.
He looked at the little princess before him with a sense of urgency. The Prince of Yan hesitated, his voice suddenly much deeper.
"I... don't dislike what you're doing to me."
"Do a little more..."
His voice paused, and then he cautiously looked up at the little princess before him.
"If you do a little more, I'll be happy too."
Upon hearing the Prince of Yan's words, the little princess slowly raised her head.
She opened her mouth and asked.
"Don't dislike what?"
"Explain it more clearly, or I won't understand."
She had seized the initiative, and the Prince of Yan, while wagging his tail furiously, quietly told her.
"I don't dislike you kissing me."
"I'm actually very happy. But I was shy just now... I really... I really like it."
He looked expectantly at Princess Mu Ci, wishing she would kiss him again. The Prince of Yan gazed into her eyes, which seemed to surge with the sweetest clear springs in the world. He was almost drowning in her smile.
Such a sweet girl.
He truly liked her so much.
Princess Mu Ci smiled.
"You like me kissing you? Why didn't you say so earlier."
As she spoke, she leaned closer and slowly kissed him on the lips.
He stared with wide eyes, feeling an almost explosive excitement and fervor in his chest. Then, the girl's fingertips slowly brushed over his sleeve, and she said.
"嬷嬷 said that a woman should help her husband undress. But... I don't know how."
"You take it off yourself, okay?"
The Prince of Yan didn't know how he had dizzily taken off his outer robe. A man who had fought on battlefields for years, he possessed a strong and sturdy physique. He gazed into her eyes, hesitated for a moment, and his voice trembled.
"And then... what."
The girl's fingertips hooked around his body little by little. His cheeks were flushed, like a big dog trying to please its master, eager to offer her everything he had.
"I'm so hot..."
He had never known his body temperature could rise to such a degree, making him feel as if he were melting from the heat. And amidst this surging heat, he heard the girl opposite him speak with a hint of a laugh.
"Today is our wedding night."
"From today on, I am your mistress. You must be responsible for serving me and satisfying me."
"Whatever I say, you must obey."
"Only then will I allow you to kiss me, hold me—and do those intimate things that only couples do."
"Can you do it?"
The Prince of Yan was already dazed. His reason told him not to agree to everything—but the moment the girl kissed him, he no longer knew what reason was.
He held her tightly!
He heard his own voice, tinged with desire, falling into a vortex.
"Yes... I'll agree to everything."
"Mistress."