Chapter 738: Conquering the ex-Prince 22
All the guests had left, and the waiters were busy shuttling in the Biyun Manor, cleaning the venue.
After Shu Ange put on a more casual dress, he walked to the open balcony at the highest point of the manor, and opened his notebook to browse the latest news on the Internet.
Compared with various advanced Internet tools, Shu Ange still likes it. In the eyes of people of this era, it has almost become an antique notebook.
The transparent dome is beautiful, but she prefers to be in the open air, surrounded by the vast universe, with a wonderful sense of tranquility.
When she opened the website, the most popular news was all related to Jiang Yongze. The number one was his return to the position of a seven-star powerhouse, and the second was that the Fourth Prince of the Chinese Empire held a banquet and returned to the public eye.
In addition to the first two, the remaining hot searches are actually inseparable from Jiang Yongze.
For the majority of media people around the world, today is destined to be the night of Jiang Yongze, the fourth prince of the Chinese Empire.
"Want a drink?"
Jiang Yongze's voice suddenly sounded, Shu Ange looked up and found that he had changed into casual clothes, holding a beautiful crystal plate in his palm with two glasses of fine wine on it.
"If everyone knows that the Fourth Highness of the Huaxia Empire, who has caused a heated discussion around the world, is serving me wine at the moment, they probably think that at least one of us is crazy."
"I'm crazy, do you want to drink together?"
Jiang Yongze sat down beside Shu Ange and picked up a glass of wine. She put down the notebook, picked up the other glass, and shook it at him: "Clink a glass?"
Her delicate skin was as fine as porcelain, and even if she looked closely, she couldn't pick out the slightest flaw, and her cat-like pupils made his blood boil.
When clinking glasses, she smiled like a cute hamster. When Jiang Yongze raised his chin slightly to drink, his eyes still couldn't help falling on her.
Shu Ange drank the wine in one breath, and the corners of her lips overflowed a little. She stretched out the tip of her pink tongue and gently licked the corners of her lower lip. Jiang Yongze's lower abdomen was tense.
He put down the empty wine glass, took the Shuan Singer hollow glass, and placed it on the crystal plate.
The fingertips of the two touched, and a fine electric current rushed through Jiang Yongze.
When facing Ye Xunxiao today, Jiang Yongze almost couldn't restrain his impulse and directly burned him to ashes in public.
As long as he thought of that frivolous little white face, who was once the lover of the person in front of him, and betrayed her for some kitsch woman, he would have the urge to destroy him.
Perhaps it was because he hadn't had a drink for too long, or perhaps because of sudden possessiveness, Jiang Yongze stretched out his fingers and held Shu Ange's chin.
Shu Ange raised his head along his fingers, blinked his long eyelashes, and looked at him innocently: "Huh?"
What kind of person does she like? Is it a little white face like Ye Xunxiao? Jiang Yongze is suddenly a little flustered. Will she like someone like him who is not good at sweet words.
"You can only look at me."
The smell on Jiang Yongze's body is as sweet as grass, but his eyes are as oppressive as a giant beast, and his voice has a demagogic meaning.
Shu Ange looked at his pale golden pupils, and repeated his words seriously like a primary school student: "You can only look at me."
After speaking, she smiled innocently and bit the tip of her tongue.
A strong temptation stirred Jiang Yongze's heart, making him unable to resist pushing Shu Ange onto the reclining chair.
His heavy body suddenly pressed on Shu Ange, she reached out her hand to his chest, under his deep gaze, she had the illusion of being out of breath.
The heartbeats of the two accelerated at the same time, and Jiang Yongze was afraid that Shu Ange would be caught, so he put his hand on the back of her head.
This is a very ambiguous posture. He almost covers Shu Ange in his arms, her skirt is rolled up, and her smooth white and tender calves are exposed.
When Jiang Yongze stretched out his hand to pull her skirt, he accidentally touched her smooth skin. The smooth and warm touch stimulated his heart numbly.
"It's itchy."
His fingers touched him, and Shu Ange's body was itchy as if a small ant had crawled over, and he giggled and reached out to push him.
Between pushing and shoving, Shu Ange's neckline was stretched open to reveal a touch of snow white, Chunse was even more moving, Jiang Yongze held her soft waist, and almost gritted his teeth and stretched out two words: "Don't move."
"Then don't tickle me."
The place where the skin of the two people touched was scorching hot, Shu Ange's face was like a peach blossom, a light mist of water rose in his eyes, and he glanced at Jiang Yongze.
He propped up his body slightly to avoid being too impulsive and showing any ugly appearance, but he was reluctant to leave Shu Ange's waist: "Your waist is really soft."
More ambiguous words were hidden in the depths of Jiang Yongze's eyes.
Seeing him flustered for a long time, Shu Ange didn't say a single important word, and the branches of laughter trembled.
Jiang Yongze had no intention of being wary of her, let alone resisting her. Being pressed under her body, he felt full of fragrance and wanted to ask for more.
While the two were playing, a strand of Shu Ange's hair fell out, she grabbed the end of her hair and gently swept the bridge of Jiang Yongze's tall nose: "Yongze, are you trying to say that you like me and don't want me to look at others. "
She sat half-riding on Jiang Yongze, with her elbows on his chest, her movements were not domineering, but he liked it very much.
"The target character's favorability rating is +7, and the current favorability rating is 67."
The hair on his face felt itchy, and the appearance of a fairy on his body made Jiang Yongze fall into a dream.
"I like you, you can only belong to me."
He put his hand on Shu Ange's waist and said this as an oath.
Shu Ange smiled, tucked his hair behind his ear, pulled Jiang Yongze's tie, and pulled up domineeringly and said, "You can only belong to me, Your Highness, you are occupied by me."
Possession of these two words usually represents another meaning. Jiang Yongze's eyes darkened again, he embraced Shu Ange without hesitation, and kissed the lips that fascinated him.
This is Jiang Yongze's first kiss. His kissing skills are domineering and jerky, his teeth meet Shu Ange from time to time, and he sticks his tongue into her mouth without a teacher and wreaks havoc.
Shu Ange didn't resist, leaned softly in his arms, and kissed him warmly.
Thinking that the person in his arms might be so close to Ye Xunxiao, Jiang Yongze suddenly became mad, and he kissed even more impetuously.
"Okay, I'm out of breath."
In the end, Shu Ange pushed Jiang Yongze away, jumped out of his arms lightly, and glanced ambiguously at his waist and abdomen before the prescription reached her bulge.
Jiang Yongze's blood surged from her eyes, and he was no longer restraining himself. He solemnly declared again: "Don't pay attention to Ye Xunxiao in the future, he is not a good person."
He looks jealous, not like a soldier on the front line at all, but more like a troubled child.
Shu Ange raised his eyebrows and smiled, patted him on the shoulder to reassure him: "Don't worry, I had a complicated relationship with him before, but it's really nothing."