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

Chapter 243 Please

He tried to dodge, but she insisted on moving, so he gently bit her finger.

“Princess, if you continue like this, I can’t guarantee what I might do.” His voice was low and husky.

Her eyes welled up with tears as she hooked her arm around his chin.

"She told me not to move, but she really liked it."

"Don't say those things anymore." He simply squinted his eyes, refusing to look at her.

She slowly moved her index finger up his cheek and touched his eye.

Use your thumb and forefinger to forcefully pry his eyes open.

"Look at me, I don't believe your eyes are empty."

He was obedient; he opened his eyes, his long eyelashes casting shadows on his face.

His eyes, as bright as stars, were filled with her.

He kissed her eyebrows, the tip of her nose, and her eyes; her eyelashes brushed against his lips, tickling him.

He felt a tingling sensation in his heart, and carefully cupped the back of her head, gently kissing the corner of her lips.

His shirt slipped open, and he saw the teeth marks on the shoulder, still fresh and red. A sinister look settled over his eyes.

The initially gentle kiss turned passionate, moving down her chin and finally resting on her shoulder.

She just couldn't understand why they all liked to nibble on her shoulder.

Su Fengling was no exception; she sniffed at his shoulder before frowning.

Perhaps he thought he was dreaming, and murmured something.

"It smells like another man! My sister's being naughty!"

At that moment, he licked her wound, and a bloody taste filled his mouth.

Zhongli Yueluo didn't know if he was lucid or in a state of desire, but he did call her "sister".

"Feng Ling?" she asked tentatively.

Su Fengling picked her up with both hands, and she grabbed his collar, asking, "What do you want to do?"

"Sister, you can only have my scent on you!"

He looked down at her, his eyes narrowed, a malicious smile on his face.

He woke up; he woke up from his desire to role-play.

But what he is doing now is also following his own heart.

She was looking at him, and the smile in his eyes didn't fade. Then he gave her a sweet smile.

I still prefer to call you "sister".

He grabbed her hand and placed it on his head, rubbing it against her head. He realized that being himself was the most comfortable thing to do.

He suddenly licked her neck, and she shuddered.

He savored this moment of tenderness, and only reluctantly let her go after a long while, his star-like eyes filled with doting affection.

I wish time could just stop at this moment.

Then he gently pinched her cheek: "It's just me and my sister."

Zhongli Yueluo's hand slowly slid from his head to his face, her eyes sparkling.

Su Fengling felt her touch, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he pressed her hand to his face, reluctant to let go.

Her voice was deep and gentle, with a hint of coquettishness: "Does my sister like touching me so much?"

Zhongli Yueluo blushed slightly and subconsciously tried to pull her hand back to hide it.

Su Fengling didn't let go, but instead wrapped her hand in his own palm and looked at her with a smile.

"Sister, are you shy? You were so proactive just now, huh?"

He gently kissed her fingertips, his voice ambiguous: "Sister's hands are so soft and warm."

She looked at his face and slowly moved closer. How could she escape his desires? What were his desires?

Su Fengling's smile deepened, and he slightly raised his head to meet her gaze.

Breathing seemed to freeze, and her voice held a seductive quality: "Hmm? What does sister want to do..."

She swallowed hard, looking at his chest: "Look at you, little brother, you're so handsome."

Su Fengling felt a tickle in her heart from her gaze, so she deliberately puffed out her chest and said in a slightly coquettish tone, "Of course!"

He then raised an eyebrow, looking intently at her: "Isn't she prettier than all of them?"

Zhongli Yueluo simply went along with his thoughts and said, "Yes, she's prettier than all of them."

Hearing her say that, he couldn't help but feel a little smug, but he said aloud, "Oh? Sister wouldn't be lying to me, would she?"

Suddenly, his face came close to hers, his nose gently touching hers: "But in my heart, you are the most beautiful."

Zhongli Yueluo was taken aback by this sudden confession, then smiled, her dimples deepening.

"My brother wouldn't lie to me, would he?" Her face flushed slightly.

Seeing her shy expression, Su Fengling felt even more pleased and couldn't help but chuckle.

He gently pinched her chin with his fingers, his voice deep and magnetic: "Of course."

Zhongli Yueluo wanted to end his state of desire as soon as possible, so she pulled him into her arms and pinned him down.

"Sister..." He placed his hands on her waist, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, his voice low and deep: "What are you doing?"

"Can't I hug you?"

Hearing Zhongli Yueluo say that, he smiled and pulled her to the side into his arms.

His nose touched hers, his eyes full of doting affection: "Then, sister, hold me like this and never let go."

Zhongli Yueluo was somewhat numb. She was endlessly entangled here, with no end in sight. Where was she supposed to stop?

It seemed she had no choice but to go all out. She took a deep breath and gently kissed his Adam's apple.

He trembled all over, his eyes were dark, and his voice was hoarse with longing.

"Sister, stop messing around. If this continues, I can't guarantee what I might do."

He really is like that; even though he likes her, he won't do anything she doesn't like.

She gripped his back: "But I don't need you to restrain yourself right now."

He took her hand, placed it on his chest, and looked at her intently.

"I don't want to hurt my sister. I want her to know that my feelings for you are serious."

“I’ve always known.”

"But you always avoid me. Why won't you accept me? I want to be with my sister..."

He didn't finish his sentence; Zhongli Yueluo knew those words were incredibly provocative.

"I'm saying it now... I promise you, Feng Ling... Yes, I'm willing..."

He released her, a self-deprecating smile playing on his lips: "But I don't want to now."

Then he rested one hand on his face, looking at her, while the other hand gripped her neck, his eyes filled with a hint of danger.

He exerted more and more force, but she didn't resist. Instead, she smiled at him and hooked her hand under his chin.

He bit her lip, leaving teeth marks, then slowly released her neck.

Several bright red marks were visible on her neck. He said coldly, "I want my sister to obey."

How do you want me to obey?

He hated her expression, which seemed to suggest she had everything under control, as if she could predict everything!

"I want you, sister, please beg me!"

He grabbed her shoulders and sucked hard on her lips until they were red and swollen.

She cried, simply because she was breathless from being out for so long. He released her and licked his lips, still wanting more.

"Sister, please beg me to stop." He gently traced her lips with his hand.

"Please, stop..." Her voice was soft and sweet, as if she were receiving a sweet plea.