Qu Qing Ju gave a gentle snort, “Since you are so expectant, when the spring comes, I will dance one for you to watch.” This body was truly flexible. When it danced, it wouldn’t seem hard and without grace. But she wasn’t really wanting to dance for He Heng like this. Men were a strange type of creature. They liked playing with willing women, but they looked down at a woman for being too willing. From a certain viewpoint, men were even more conflicted than women at times.
But if she made such a matter a delight between the two of them, to let the other feel expectant, but not let the other easily see. Then it will let He Heng’s heart give birth to a feeling of intimacy akin to “a secret belong to the two of them”.
Sometimes, a beautiful secret was useful in closing the distance between man and woman.
He Heng saw Qu Qing Ju’s pouty state and felt the cat in his heart was tickling him even more. He breathed in the smell of her hair and said in a hoarse voice: “Alright.” There was clearly layers of clothing separating them but he seemed to be able to feel the fineness under the clothing. He couldn’t resist carrying the person to bed.
Qu Qing Ju didn’t want to play the game of being on top of the other before eating. She leaned her head to He Heng’s chest as she said: “I saw that Jin An Princess Royals seems to want to separate from Count of Bei Lu.”
A second of silence, she then heard He Heng’s voice full of disdain with a hint of anger.
“Separation is necessary, how could he slight an Imperial Princess? This matter, it won’t end so easily!”
Qu Qing Ju gave a smile of unclear meaning. Look, look, this was the people of the Imperial House. No matter how arrogant, warm, or honest they were usually, in their bones, the high attitude naturally existed.