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

Chapter 73 Princess, is this alright?

She tested the temperature of the pool water with her fingertips; it was icy cold. She tilted her head and asked, "Aren't you cold?"

Catching a glimpse of Zhongli Yueluo's bright eyes, he dared not look at her, and feigned composure in his tone: "Not cold."

His hands tightened slightly as he tried to control his somewhat disordered breathing: "Please turn around, Princess."

But Zhongli Yueluo looked up at him as if she hadn't heard him at all.

His face flushed crimson, and seeing her rosy cheeks and glossy lips, his hand trembled as he reached out to her.

“Princess…” The voice was low and hoarse, and it was clear that she was trying very hard to control her emotions.

After all, she was only wearing a thin nightgown, which would confuse any normal man.

When Zhongli Yueluo heard him call her name, she looked up. He gently placed his fingertips on her lips, which felt soft and cool.

He pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted and quickly stepped out of the pool.

Drenched in water, Zhongli Yueluo didn't want to get close; it was too cold.

She glanced at the outer robe that Su Fengjun had placed aside, walked over, picked it up, and handed it to him.

My hand accidentally touched his chest; it was cold.

Su Fengjun trembled slightly, quickly took the outer robe, his eyes showing some panic, and avoided Zhongli Yueluo's hand.

"Thank you, Princess." His voice was slightly hoarse. He then tried to quickly put on his outer robe and straightened his clothes with his back to her.

Zhongli Yueluo tugged at his sleeve, her gaze serious and not flippant.

With a thick nasal tone: "You haven't even dried yourself off yet, and you're already in such a hurry to put this on?"

Seeing her like this, Su Fengjun stopped what he was doing, his breathing becoming slightly rapid.

But he forced himself to remain calm: "Princess, there's no need to worry."

He took her hand, then gently removed it, his voice restrained: "Princess, please let go."

His outer robe was half-draped over his body, and water droplets were still dripping from his chest.

Zhongli Yuelu managed to conjure a handkerchief, preparing to wipe him clean.

He avoided her hand, took a handkerchief, and hurriedly wiped the water droplets off his body, not daring to look at her.

His tone returned to its usual cool indifference as he asked, "Why is the princess here?"

Zhongli Yueluo looked him over and found his blushing face rather amusing.

She deliberately stood up, her fingernails tracing across his chest: "Because the night is long and I can't sleep."

He froze, the towel in his hand nearly falling to the ground, and his breathing became somewhat rapid.

His voice also lowered a bit: "Princess, please..." He grasped Zhongli Yueluo's wrist, his eyes filled with suppressed emotion.

Zhongli Yueluo's hand fell gently down. He quickly put on his outer robe, not even tying the belt properly.

Her wrist gently rested on his shoulder again.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he met Zhongli Yueluo's gaze, his eyes swirling with emotion.

She gently brushed a strand of Zhongli Yueluo's hair aside, her voice low: "Princess, it's cold here."

She took his hand and gently placed it on her face.

Su Fengjun's body temperature, which had finally come down, is now rising again. He feels a burning sensation in his lower abdomen and a numbness in his back.

Her face was soft and cool, and although she wore no makeup, she was radiant and beautiful. Her eyes were curved into crescent shapes as she stared straight at him.

He saw his own embarrassment reflected in her eyes.

His other hand was clenched tightly, the knuckles of which had turned white, before gradually loosening.

Her voice softened: "Princess, please don't look at me like that."

She took his hand and placed it on her waist; he could feel her warmth, and his arm bent slightly.

He managed to restrain himself from hugging her tightly, gently pushing her away slightly to maintain a distance that was neither too close nor too distant.

“Princess, please don’t do this,” the voice was low and slightly hoarse: “It’s not good if others see us.”

She bit her lip, as if deliberately teasing him, her eyes sparkling with a hint of grievance.

Su Fengjun was somewhat at a loss when he saw Zhongli Yueluo's expression.

His heart softened, and after a moment's hesitation, he raised his hand and gently stroked her hair.

Her voice softened: "Princess, why don't we leave here first? It's cold here."

Zhongli Yueluo's face was close to his chest, and his body stiffened.

He raised his hands, wanting to embrace her, but then clenched them into fists and lowered them, his voice somewhat hoarse.

"Princess, please...don't do this. Aren't you afraid I won't be able to control my heart?"

Zhongli Yueluo gently traced circles on his chest with her fingertips: "Then I really want to know what you're thinking?"

She looked up and gave a charming smile, but only three parts were alluring; the remaining seven parts were lively and spirited.

She gradually wrapped her arms around his neck, and the two drew closer and closer.

He gently placed his hands on Zhongli Yueluo's waist, his breathing slightly rapid, and his eyes seemed to burn with fire.

But she tried her best to restrain herself: "Princess, you... please don't move around anymore."

Even so, his eyes were already misty, making him look somewhat dazed.

Although his limbs were stiff, he could no longer exert any strength.

She gently tiptoed and breathed into his ear, playfully nibbling at the tip of his ear.

His ears flushed crimson, and he instinctively turned his head away, trembling as he pulled her close.

The two were pressed close together, and Zhongli Yueluo's thin clothes were also wet.

But he couldn't feel the cold at all; he only felt that Su Fengjun was burning hot all over.

She buried her head in his neck and breathed softly. He moved his hands up from her waist and gently hugged her back.

He tilted his head to one side, his voice revealing restraint and a hint of helplessness: "Princess... what do you want me to do?"

She gently bit his neck, leaving only a shallow tooth mark, but he trembled violently all over.

His mind went blank at that moment, and he held her tightly, making it hard for her to breathe.

He buried his head in the crook of her neck, water from his hair trickling down her back, making her shudder.

His eyes were icy cold. He released Zhongli Yueluo, then picked her up horizontally. She panicked; he had gone too far!

She swallowed hard, but didn't struggle. She couldn't sense any desire to possess her from him.

Sure enough, he simply carried her to a corner of the corridor, a little away from the pool and sheltered from the wind, and then put her down.

She didn't know where to put her hands, and with a tug, Su Fengjun's outer robe fell open again, revealing a belt in her hand.

She heard him take a deep breath, and she peeked at him like a child who had done something wrong.

He frowned, trying his best to restrain himself, one hand on the wall, looking down at her, his Adam's apple bobbing, staring at her lips.

A hand caressed her face, his eyes filled with affection, but he ultimately did not kiss her.

Zhongli Yueluo's heart was pounding wildly, and her breathing was rapid.

He wanted to escape, so he gradually moved to the side, perhaps this action aroused his possessiveness.

He gripped her shoulders tightly, his eyes fixed on her prey: "Princess, where do you want to go?"

Zhongli Yuelu blinked and traced his eyebrows with her fingers.

"I'm not going anywhere, I'll stay right here, but you won't dare!"

When Su Fengjun heard her say that, knowing that she was being provoked, he tightened his grip a little, becoming somewhat clumsy, and his face flushed.

He lightly touched Zhongli Yueluo's lips and quickly pulled away, his ears turning red and his voice slightly hoarse: "Is the princess satisfied with this?"

His eyes darted away, he didn't dare look at her expression, his eyes were full of suppressed love that was about to overflow.