Her elder sister steals her husband? She marries the God of War and is pampered beyond measure!

Chapter 170 First Kiss

Su Mowan felt the strong arms wrapped around her waist. Of course, she didn't ignore the fact that Murong Jing couldn't swim.

So Murong Jing was clinging to her like a lifeline, practically suffocating her.

Although the water at Xiaoxiang Biying wasn't deep, it was still three or four meters deep. Su Mowan felt a bit strained carrying such a large person, not to mention that her wet dress clung tightly to her skin, restricting her movements. Besides, her period hadn't ended yet...

So, when the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous and Murong Jing's handsome face suddenly moved closer, Su Mowan hurriedly shouted, "Get on the boat first! We can talk on the boat! I'm out of energy!"

His Highness the King of Qin had finally managed to swallow his pride, but this one sentence shattered his pride. He coughed awkwardly, and the tips of his ears turned slightly red.

Fortunately, the moonlight wasn't too good.

The two simultaneously channeled their inner strength and slapped their bodies against the water's surface, propelling themselves out of the water and rolling together onto the deck of the pleasure boat.

"Cough, cough——"

Murong Jing couldn't stop coughing; he had clearly choked on water when he first fell in and couldn't hold it in any longer.

The two lay side by side on the deck, their wet clothes clinging to their bodies. The evening breeze from the river was cool and sent shivers down their spines.

Su Mowan looked up at the hazy moon in the night sky, and then thought about the bits and pieces of the past few days. She felt that she was getting more and more like a descent into old age.

Actually, looking back on her previous decision, she regretted it.

If I had to find someone to marry in Yunmo in this lifetime, two months ago, the choice would definitely have been Prince Chu, Murong Jin. But now, two months later, the choice has changed to Murong Jing, who seems much better than Prince Chu.

Su Mowan recalled the moments after entering the Prince Qin's mansion. She hadn't spent much time with Murong Jing, but she felt inexplicably happy.

Although Murong Jing may seem cold and his words may not be pleasant to hear, he sometimes unintentionally touches the soft spot in her heart.

For example, when her relatives visited last time, Murong Jing brought her a hot water bottle, and tonight is another example. Murong Jing probably just wanted to use her birthday as an opportunity to ease the tension between them, but instead he went around in circles with this long and complicated story.

This awkwardness is truly something else.

And that line just now, 'Don't blame me for not reminding you, there's an aphrodisiac in the tea,' left Su Mowan both amused and exasperated.

Murong Jing can be quite interesting at times.

Thinking of aphrodisiacs, Su Mowan frowned slightly.

She turned her head, intending to ask how there could be that thing in the tea, and whether he had put it there on purpose.

At the same time, Murong Jing rolled over and gently pressed down on her, his forearm firmly supporting his face beside hers. His deep eyes shone like stars, filled with a hint of nervousness, a hint of probing, and a hint of expectation as he stared straight at her.

A cool breath brushed against her cheek, carrying Murong Jing's unique scent. Water droplets from Murong Jing's hair fell onto her smooth forehead, causing a slight itch.

What...what are you trying to do?

Do we have to drag the person down and soak them for a while longer?

Su Mowan shrank back under that gaze and blinked instinctively.

"You, that—"

The rest of his words were abruptly cut off, sealed inside his lips.

Su Mowan's eyes widened.

As she gazed at the magnified handsome face before her, amidst the sound of their breaths mingling, the clearest sound was the rapid pounding of her own heart, which made her eardrums ache.

A deafening roar of thunder swept through her mind, wiping out her remaining capacity for thought with overwhelming force, echoing in her empty mind.

The lips felt soft to the touch, and before my eyes were deep eyes that seemed to draw me in.

A moment later, the strange sensation in her waist and abdomen brought Su Mowan back to her senses, and her face flushed red.

Although she usually speaks rudely and without restraint, she is actually quite inept when it comes to this kind of situation.

Of course, His Highness Prince Qin is not much better than Su Mowan.

After wavering and struggling between 'saying' and 'doing' for a while, he finally made a decision: he did as Lu Yifeng said and gave him a 'forceful kiss'.

But what happens next?

His Highness the King of Qin dared not move.

The person beneath him had a soaked dress that clung tightly to their body, outlining their exquisite curves. Their slender waist made him want to reach out and grab it. Their dark hair was scattered messily on the ground, and their wide-open eyes were filled with a wet, stunned look. Their soft lips were pressed against his.

To be honest, this isn't difficult to do.

Of course, just like Su Mowan, His Highness Prince Qin's heart was pounding, so much so that his excitement reached a certain place, causing the two of them to freeze at the same time.

Su Mowan still had other questions in her mind, but she reacted quickly and pushed away Murong Jing, who was about to cover her.

Both of them looked somewhat embarrassed.

Su Mowan recovered in just three seconds.

She didn't dare look at Murong Jing: "Um, if you're really feeling unwell, go soak in the water for a while longer. I'll hold you by the collar."

Just imagining this scene made Su Mowan laugh.

After being pushed away, Murong Jing simply rolled over and lay down next to her. Su Mowan could no longer see the slight blush on his face, but she heard the person beside her say in a muffled voice, "I'm not going."

Su Mowan then remembered what Granny Wei had said: Murong Jing seemed to be an old virgin who had never been with a woman. Considering his actions just now, Granny Wei's words couldn't be more true.

The light kiss, like a dragonfly skimming the water, left Su Mowan stunned, yet she didn't have the urge to push him away immediately.

Perhaps they were bewitched by those innocent eyes?

Murong Jing was acting strangely today; he was less domineering and more enigmatic.

It was this slight strangeness that made Su Mowan want to play a joke on it.

"Well, if you don't want to go into the water, then just masturbate."

The person next to him did not respond.

Su Mowan tilted her head slightly, meeting those eyes, and immediately coughed: "Why are you looking at me like that? Do it yourself, and you'll have plenty to eat and wear!"

"..."

Actually, Murong Jing didn't understand the earlier "masturbate," but the ambiguous phrase "do it yourself," combined with his own situation, made His Highness Prince Qin's expression quite interesting.

This woman is truly... shameless.

So, Prince Qin ignored his embarrassing situation and turned around, intending to pull the shameless woman into his arms and scare her again. But as soon as he reached out, Su Mowan grabbed his hand.

Su Mowan glanced at him sideways.

She cleared her throat and said somewhat awkwardly, "A kiss is fine, I accept the loss, after all, it's impossible for me to kiss you back. But if you try to do anything else, don't blame me for not caring that you can't swim, I really dare to throw you in."

"..."

His Highness the King of Qin was speechless.

At the same time, he noticed that Su Mowan's face seemed to be slightly flushed, and his mood immediately brightened.

'Murder of one's husband' and such can be overlooked.