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Mu Bingyue's heart turned cold. She regretted pretending to be unconscious, but at this moment … It was too late to open his eyes. He could only close them.

Xing Ang's pair of obsidian eyes quietly looked at her. The carriage continued onward. It seemed like he had changed to his man who was driving the carriage.

Mu Bingyue took advantage of the carriage's movement to find a comfortable position to lie down. At that moment, she felt the man's chilly breath on her red lips. The next moment, his soft and cold lips sealed Mu Bingyue's.

Mu Bingyue's heart tightened. Was this guy really a prodigal student? Every time they met, they would use this move!

A familiar aura carrying a strong murderous aura, mixed with the blood and mint on her body, imprinted itself deeply into Mu Bingyue's mind without her even realizing …

His kiss was not as domineering and barbaric as the last time, but it gently drew the shape of her lips, bringing with it a numb feeling. It was like a feather lightly fluttering past, making one's heart itch.

Mu Bingyue had never been so close to a man in her previous life. After tasting this taste for the first time, she felt that she could no longer continue to hide it. Her eyelids started to tremble because of his teasing.

He wasn't in a hurry and pretended that he didn't notice. He was like a cat that caught a mouse and slowly played with it.

He gently pried open a row of fine white teeth, and his rough palm brushed against her delicate neck …

"Bastard!"

Mu Bingyue could not hold it in any longer. She could no longer afford to use any magic, and could only raise her knee instinctively and viciously attack his vitals.

Xing Ang had been prepared for this. He nimbly rolled to the side and threw his arm around her waist. Then, she firmly pressed down on him. The two of them had an ambiguous posture.

Xing Ang, who was lying on the floor, put his arm around her waist and laughed loudly. "My little wangfei can't wait to be married?"

That smile actually dispersed the killing intent emanating from him, making him look as handsome as a demon.

No matter how calm Mu Bingyue was, she was still an inexperienced young girl. After being teased like this by him, her face was as red as a peach. She gritted her teeth and said, "Prince Qingling is not simple. I admire you for finding out my daughter's identity in one night!"

Her cherry lips were lightly bitten by white teeth, looking as delicate as a red lantern fruit. Xing Ang was worried that she had bitten her, so he stretched out his arm and pressed her, who had raised her head, towards him. A long kiss fell down forcefully, not leaving a single crack, as if he was going to swallow her whole breath.

With another flip of his body, he pressed Mu Bingyue down on top of her and reached out with his hand to rip open the front of her shirt.

In the past twenty years, he didn't even know that a woman's body had such a great charm. Moreover, the little girl below him was beautiful and had a personality, Xing Ang really liked her.

Mu Bingyue's brain exploded. Because of Xing Ang's intense kiss, she was unable to think for a moment.

When he reacted once again, more than half of his clothes had already been stripped off, revealing his snow-white shoulders.

"Let me go!" Mu Bingyue pushed him back with all her might. With all her might, she knocked his muscular body to the side. With a bang, the walls of the carriage started to tremble.

The horse carriage came to a halt as a youth's anxious voice called out, "Master!"

"No problem, keep going forward." Xing Ang rubbed the wound on his shoulder and lightly tapped on the wound twice. With a charming smile on his face, he looked at Mu Bingyue with curiosity. "You're still young and have such a strong personality. What's the outcome after you become the imperial concubine?"

Mu Bingyueyao was still glaring at him angrily. She took a few breaths and said, embarrassed and annoyed, "You know that I want to be the princess again?"