My Little Girl 83There was an intensity and heat in the air. Sheng Qianmo raised his head, his eyes brimming with undisguised desire. He looked straight at the little girl, but Shu Nuan’s gorgeous eyes were filled with tears and full of fear and uneasiness.
But she didn’t dare refuse him at all. But her long eyelashes were still trembling, wet with tears.
After staring at Shu Nuan’s teary eyes for a long time, Sheng Qianmo finally restrained himself a little and let go of her hand. Still, he kept staring at her face and used a hand to hold her.
In this way, he stared at her. While seeing her face…
With a blink, Shu Nuan moved her gaze to his other hand. Her small face flushed. It turned so crimson it seemed a pinch would cause her cheeks to bleed.
After a long time, Sheng Qianmo finally breathed out in desire and relief…
He himself was clean, but Shu Nuan’s lower leg was damp… sticky and warm
But she didn’t dare to move and could only bite her lip.
Fortunately, after he’d vented, Sheng Qianmo had turned rather sober. After washing her and changing her into clean bedclothes, he carried her back to the bed.
He kissed her fiercely again and bullied her a lot, despite the fact that she’d just washed. She could feel the fire in his heart still burned; it seemed for men it didn’t make much of a difference even if they’d just vented.
So that evening, Shu Nuan didn’t say a word to Sheng Qianmo. After he woke up, the prince also knew he’d gone too far; he’d taken advantage of his intoxication, since Shu Nuan didn’t dare to refuse him regardless of what she herself wanted. In addition, he’d bullied her in wanton. It was… truly disrespectful of her.
Sheng Qianmo feared she was mortified again and didn’t dare to sleep with her. He took Shu Nuan to the bed and laid her down, then despondently went to the couch outside.
However, after a few moments of tossing and turning, he was still not reassured. Finally, he couldn’t help but go to the inner chamber. When he entered he saw Shu Nuan leaning on a couch and reading with her head down.
Shu Nuan’s soft black hair was scattered, covering half of her face, but the light on the bedside table shone on her. Her watery eyes were bright and still.
Hearing the footsteps, she looked up at the prince walking over. She remained tight-lipped and didn’t speak.
Sheng Qianmo frowned and took the book from her hand. “Why haven’t you gone to sleep?”
Shu Nuan looked down, silently playing with her fingers.
“Can’t sleep?”
Shu Nuan nodded .
Sheng Qian saw her respond. At last, he relaxed a little and lifted his hand to caress her hair. His voice was low. “It’s This Prince’s fault. I won’t drink that much again. All right?
So many years and months had gone by, but he’d never considered if he drank too much. But now that his little girl had been bullied by him so unfairly, he was forced to consider it.
If he’d known this would happen before, how’d he have dared to drink to the point that he’d scare her again?
Still, Shu Nuan was silent.
Sheng Qianmo touched her head and coaxed her like a kitten, “Come on, talk to me.”
Shu Nuan lowered her eyes and finally spoke, but it was a whisper with no strength behind it. “Your Highness doesn’t have to do this. I am one of your people. Your Highness can do whatever he wants to me.”
Sheng Qianmo frowned: he wasn’t happy to hear her say such words.
“You’re not a thing. You can express your anger.”
When Shu Nuan heard the word “thing”, her eyelids suddenly flushed. She closed her eyes and tears began to fall from their corners as her eyelashes trembled.
My Little Girl 83There was an intensity and heat in the air. Sheng Qianmo raised his head, his eyes brimming with undisguised desire. He looked straight at the little girl, but Shu Nuan’s gorgeous eyes were filled with tears and full of fear and uneasiness.
But she didn’t dare refuse him at all. But her long eyelashes were still trembling, wet with tears.
After staring at Shu Nuan’s teary eyes for a long time, Sheng Qianmo finally restrained himself a little and let go of her hand. Still, he kept staring at her face and used a hand to hold her.
In this way, he stared at her. While seeing her face…
With a blink, Shu Nuan moved her gaze to his other hand. Her small face flushed. It turned so crimson it seemed a pinch would cause her cheeks to bleed.
After a long time, Sheng Qianmo finally breathed out in desire and relief…
He himself was clean, but Shu Nuan’s lower leg was damp… sticky and warm
But she didn’t dare to move and could only bite her lip.
Fortunately, after he’d vented, Sheng Qianmo had turned rather sober. After washing her and changing her into clean bedclothes, he carried her back to the bed.
He kissed her fiercely again and bullied her a lot, despite the fact that she’d just washed. She could feel the fire in his heart still burned; it seemed for men it didn’t make much of a difference even if they’d just vented.
So that evening, Shu Nuan didn’t say a word to Sheng Qianmo. After he woke up, the prince also knew he’d gone too far; he’d taken advantage of his intoxication, since Shu Nuan didn’t dare to refuse him regardless of what she herself wanted. In addition, he’d bullied her in wanton. It was… truly disrespectful of her.
Sheng Qianmo feared she was mortified again and didn’t dare to sleep with her. He took Shu Nuan to the bed and laid her down, then despondently went to the couch outside.
However, after a few moments of tossing and turning, he was still not reassured. Finally, he couldn’t help but go to the inner chamber. When he entered he saw Shu Nuan leaning on a couch and reading with her head down.
Shu Nuan’s soft black hair was scattered, covering half of her face, but the light on the bedside table shone on her. Her watery eyes were bright and still.
Hearing the footsteps, she looked up at the prince walking over. She remained tight-lipped and didn’t speak.
Sheng Qianmo frowned and took the book from her hand. “Why haven’t you gone to sleep?”
Shu Nuan looked down, silently playing with her fingers.
“Can’t sleep?”
Shu Nuan nodded .
Sheng Qian saw her respond. At last, he relaxed a little and lifted his hand to caress her hair. His voice was low. “It’s This Prince’s fault. I won’t drink that much again. All right?
So many years and months had gone by, but he’d never considered if he drank too much. But now that his little girl had been bullied by him so unfairly, he was forced to consider it.
If he’d known this would happen before, how’d he have dared to drink to the point that he’d scare her again?
Still, Shu Nuan was silent.
Sheng Qianmo touched her head and coaxed her like a kitten, “Come on, talk to me.”
Shu Nuan lowered her eyes and finally spoke, but it was a whisper with no strength behind it. “Your Highness doesn’t have to do this. I am one of your people. Your Highness can do whatever he wants to me.”
Sheng Qianmo frowned: he wasn’t happy to hear her say such words.
“You’re not a thing. You can express your anger.”
When Shu Nuan heard the word “thing”, her eyelids suddenly flushed. She closed her eyes and tears began to fall from their corners as her eyelashes trembled.
