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

Chapter 474 Clothes are wet...

Zhongli Yueluo bit her lip, not daring to make a sound... Ah, she let out a soft cry.

Yan Ruoyu moved even closer, supporting her and holding her shoulders.

"If the princess is feeling unwell, she must tell Ruoyu."

"my clothes……"

"What if it gets wet? What should we do then?"

Zhongli Yueluo pinched Yan Ruoyu's hand, and finally bit Yan Ruoyu's tiger's mouth, but of course she didn't bite her to death.

"Um... Ruoyu..."

He released her, pulled her close, and his eyes were filled with desire.

His breathing was hot and rapid. He pulled Zhongli Yueluo's hand down from his chest and stopped at his lower abdomen.

"Doesn't the princess know best where our Zhen clan will be happy when touched?"

Zhongli Yueluo's hand trembled as she tentatively reached out, but then quickly moved it away. No wonder it hurt a little.

She raised her hand to touch the red mark between his eyebrows, which flickered and seemed to indicate that his desire had reached its peak.

"Would the princess like to try swimming in the water?"

He held her hand, and now he felt that her hand was soft and boneless, and she had no strength in her body.

She nestled against him, doing whatever he wanted.

He pulled her into the water.

Yan Ruoyu first plunged into the water with a splash, and Zhong Liyueluo slipped and fell on top of him.

Using the buoyancy of the water, Zhongli Yueluo was easily lifted up.

Zhongli Yueluo's eyes were half-closed, her hand hanging around Yan Ruoyu's neck.

He stuck out his tongue and licked a drop of water from his neck.

In an instant, Yan Ruoyu felt as if she had been struck by an electric current, her limbs and bones tingling with numbness.

Zhongli Yueluo got off Yan Ruoyu and splashed around in the water for a couple of seconds.

He rubbed his hands and touched his feet, making it look like he was taking a bath.

Yan Ruoyu's true intentions were not in the wine; he kept staring at her, her thin gauze dress clinging to her body.

It seemed almost invisible, yet Zhongli Yueluo refused to take it off, instead submerging herself completely in the water.

Only its head was visible, staring innocently at Yan Ruoyu with its big eyes.

Yan Ruoyu chuckled softly and then plunged into the water, her entire head submerged.

The view of Zhongli Yueluo underwater was completely unobstructed.

Her gauze dress swayed in the water, captivating Yan Ruoyu and stirring her heart.

He playfully reached out and touched the sole of Zhongli Yueluo's foot, and Zhongli Yueluo immediately swung her foot to the other side.

Yan Ruoyu, on the other hand, discovered Zhongli Yueluo's weakness and relentlessly pursued her, grabbing her ankle and holding the sole of her foot.

Zhongli Yueluo laughed heartily, but accidentally choked on two mouthfuls of water.

Yan Ruoyu immediately stopped, put her arm around her waist, and pulled her out of the water, gently stroking her back.

Frowning, she asked if she was alright, but Zhongli Yueluo shook her head.

She had only pretended a little before, but suddenly wrapped her legs around Yan Ruoyu's waist and tackled him into the water.

The water wasn't deep to begin with, and it was close to the shore, so even though Yan Ruoyu was knocked down, the water didn't go over her head.

"Princess, how is it in the water?"

"do not speak!"

She blushed and sat on his lap.

The water in the pool sloshed around, and the floating petals rose and fell.

Some tumbled out of the pool, while others were trampled and sank to the bottom.

Yan Ruoyu frowned slightly; this was indeed not an easy place to exert force.

I simply put my arm around her and straightened my back, which made us both much more comfortable.

Water splashed outside.

He saw her face flushed, and she bit his shoulder.

“Princess… such force is not enough to leave a mark.”

"No more..."

"Now you're begging for mercy? Where did your arrogance go? Even if you cry, I won't stop."

Ruoyu's voice trembled and choked with emotion, and she immediately softened.

He held her in his arms, kissing and coaxing her.

"Let's go ashore and I'll help the princess dry off."

With a thick nasal tone, she replied with an "Mmm".

He carried her out of the water, water droplets dripping onto the surface, her body covered in bruises and red welts.

A soft cushion had been laid on the stool, so Zhongli Yueluo wouldn't feel the coldness of the stone even if she leaned against it.

He carefully dried her body and hair with a soft cloth, and also used magic to dry them as well.

But how could he control himself? He saw that she no longer had the strength to lean against him.

His breathing was very slow; he seemed extremely tired.

She felt she hadn't used much strength, and that's how she ended up...

But curling up in his arms like this only made him want to tease her even more.

Her hand restlessly pinched his little nose, then slowly reached into his sleeve.

A few petal marks have appeared on that patch of white, but it's still not enough!

As for the neck, that's still a bit lacking. We should also do one on the collarbone, and on the legs, since they won't be visible when we're wearing clothes.

He teased Zhongli Yueluo.

Zhongli Yueluo no longer had the strength to fight back. Instead of caring about herself, she found a comfortable position in his arms and let him do as he pleased.

"Princess, let's sit on the stool then. It's more stable than on the swing."

"Come again..."

She was a little scared.

"Does the princess find this stool too hard? Let me add a few more cushions."

I wonder what's in his storage artifact; it even has something like a soft cushion.

With several layers of padding, the firmness of the stool is no longer noticeable.

But she could still feel the other hardness!

So even now, he still hasn't...

"Is the princess safe and sound?"

"Ah."

"Is it okay to do it slowly like this?"

"Um……"

"Then I..."

"Ah!... Ouch, Yan Ruoyu!" Yan Ruoyu bit her shoulder.

Zhongli Yueluo wrapped her arms around his neck, twisting them occasionally, but she really had no strength left.

"The princess used to always want to punish me, why can't she now?"

"Princess, I want to..."

"No, if you don't want to, it won't work on the table!"

Zhongli Yueluo righteously and firmly rejected Yan Ruoyu.

Who would have thought that such a gentle and refined gentleman would be like this?

Although he knew he was somewhat cunning, he never expected...

"Princess, oh princess, tell me what I want..."

"Not in the car either."

"Why won't the princess let me finish speaking? But the jade that the princess suggested is not out of the question."

As he spoke, he moved closer to her ear, gently licking her earlobe, his eyes narrowed.

"You say it," he mumbled.

"I think the princess should loosen her legs a bit, or is it that the princess is reluctant to do so?"

"You bastard Yan Ruoyu!" Her face was so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

"Princess, you're overthinking it. Ruoyu didn't say anything."

"However... next time, could we try it on a table in the mansion?"

She gritted her teeth and pinched Yan Ruoyu's waist hard. He frowned, but his smile deepened.

The two released each other and leaned back against the soft couch.

Yan Ruoyu rubbed against Zhongli Yueluo, then pushed him away, saying, "No, I really can't."

Which one does the princess like best?

"Oh dear, why are you still saying things like that..."

She buried her head in his chest, and her whole body began to tense up and burn.

“Princess, please tell me. If you don’t tell me, I can only confirm it by your reaction.”

Zhongli Yueluo looked up, her eyes wet with tears, and opened her mouth shyly. She leaned close to his ear and whispered something.