Chapter 11:

"First, give me the handkerchief in your arms. Second ..." Fengming took up the courage and regarded him as death: "Let me sh / ang you once!"
The grand Prince's Hall was immediately silent like a grave.
Faced with the depression, Fengming bowed his head timidly.
Really embarrassed, he should hold his head upright and be proud of himself, waiting high for Rong Wang's answer. Moreover, he provoked Rong Wang Junmei's face, and lightly insulted him again, enjoying Rong Wang's embarrassment.
Unfortunately, there is no such thief.
"Let you sh / ang me once?" Rong Wang's voice sounded normal.
"Yes." Fengming slightly lowered her head.
The hand on the waist slowly tightened, pulling Fengming into someone's arms.
"But why is it only once?" Rong Wang asked in a low voice: "If you change me, you must say it for a lifetime."
"Will you be willing to spend your whole life?"
"Do you know that I won't?" With a sneer, Rong Wang's attitude showed a little clue. With his dangerous eyes staring at Fengming, he raised his thin lips gently and asked, "Honestly, why do you think of such a ridiculous thing?"
Feng Ming felt that at this time, she was like a child being questioned for wrong things.
"Because you have to start first," Fengming said softly, and gave Rong Wang a resentful glance: "Don't think that I can't see your wish in your heart!"
"Oh? My uncle wish?"
Feng Ming couldn't stand the depressive atmosphere, looked up angrily, and stared at Rong Wang: "The newspaper said that the receiving party would be more painful ohh ......... wow ... wow ..."
The last few words were cut off by Rong Wang's kiss lightly.
His usual breathless heartbeat was coaxed by his kiss and he didn't know where he was. Fengming panted, and was lying in the arms of Rong Wang when he calmed down.
"Hey! Where are you taking me?"
In fact, you don't need to ask, and you know that the direction is the prince's bedroom.
Suddenly nervous.
Wang Rong sent Enron, and bowed his head and smiled, "Isn't the prince raising the conditions? Who can refuse such a seductive condition?"
I didn't expect things to go so smoothly.
Fengming almost bit her tongue: "You promise?" Looking at Rong Wang incredulously.
"Promise." Rong Wang moved his steps and put Fengming on the bed: "Actually, if both parties are willing in the future, there are no problems if you have to go a few more times."
Feng Ming almost dropped her chin.
"Okay, let's get started."
Fengming was almost a little bewildered. He bowed his head and was a little hesitant.
"I ..." Fengming blushed again: "I have never had a formal ..."
"That's it." Rong Wang smiled thoughtfully, touching Fengming's shoulder and said, "In this case, let me guide His Royal Highness."
His title, His Royal Highness, sounded particularly sensational at the moment.
Sure enough, Rong Wang began to carefully guide.
"The love between men is actually the same as that of men and women. It is a custom in West Lei Middle School that young men need courage and perseverance from adult men and can learn through physical contact, so most men have experience. It's just ..."
"I'm not inexperienced, I just forgot."
"Looking at the prince so attractive, it is not difficult to believe that the prince had experience." Rong Wang Xiong: "... just forgot."
"I never thought you would be so enthusiastic."
"Crap! I sha / ng you, of course, be warm."
Fengming was a little dizzy, shook her head, and said, "It seems wrong."
Wang Rong asked funnyly, "What's wrong?"
"what……
"What?" Fengming's chest was still undulating, her eyes opened hard.
Rong Wang suddenly raised his eyebrows in danger: "I want to do something offensive to the Prince ..."
"what?"
Suddenly, all Zhangya dance claws converged.
Feng Ming said timidly, "However, you did not follow ..." The last few words disappeared automatically under the eyes of Rong Wang.
"Sleep." Rong Wang looked at Feng Ming with a bowed head for a long time, and finally sighed: "Otherwise I can't help it."
Feng Ming knew that he was telling the truth, so where did he dare to argue that Rong's disobedience. As soon as Rong Wang let go, he quickly got into the bed and covered his body carefully.
"I'll take a shower." Rong Wang got out of bed and bowed his head to touch Fengming's face: "You should have gone together, but now you will be in trouble if you are bathing together. I don't want you to bite your tongue . "
Fengming then knew that Rong Wang had a deep jealousy about his last suicide.
It was a mess all night.
It should have been achieved, but it was deceived again.
I was thinking that Rong Wang had returned from the shower. Fengming hurriedly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
Rong Wang took off his coat and got into the quilt. Feng Ming was stunned by him, and immediately began a heartbeat, unavoidably afraid of what Rong Wang would do. It's so easy to wait for a long time, there is no movement, this is the peace of mind.
It turns out that there is really Liu Xiahui in the world, or is the moral concept of the ancients relatively strong?
No, this Rong Wang's previous performance obviously did not even know how to write the two words, or how could there be so many scars on the original Prince?
Fengming thought wildly, and felt that Rong Wang's arms were really warm. Stupid, gradually dreaming.