Jing Rong's alluring eyes burned with surging desire. His body pressed downwards, closer towards Ji Yunshu until her back hit the walls of the carriage.

　　The two figures were now only a handspan apart.

　　Regular bursts of Jing Rong's heavy breaths gently a.s.saulted the bridge of Ji Yunshu's nose as she instinctively shrank backwards.

　　The smouldering atmosphere ratcheted up a notch.

　　The heat in front of her chest made Ji Yunshu a little uncomfortable. She put both hands up to his chest to stop him from advancing, but they were instead captured in one hand by Jing Rong and pressed against the carriage wall behind her. She was firmly restrained.

　　"You…"

　　"What are you afraid of? This isn't the first time you've seen this prince's body; you've even touched it before. What's the matter with seeing it one more time? This prince doesn't mind."

　　"But I mind!"

　　"You're not the one at the losing end here."

　　"I'm afraid I'll grow a stye in my eye."

　　Stye? What on earth is that?

　　Jing Rong wrinkled his brow and pondered aloud. "If you really grew a stye, this prince would have Mo Ruo cure you."

　　"It's incurable."

　　"There's no harm in trying."

　　Eh? Jing Rong's hand reached towards the tie of his inner robe and leisurely wrapped a finger around the string. As he prepared to pull it loose, he said, "this prince would like to see if Mo Ruo would be able to cure it if you grew a stye in your eye after looking at this prince's body."

　　"Stop messing around. We're still on the carriage." Just as she finished speaking, the carriage suddenly jolted. The painful blow to her back knocked her forward and threw her into Jing Rong's waiting arms.

　　Ji Yunshu only realised how unseemly her position was after the carriage stabilized. She was sprawled on Jing Rong's well-built, bare chest and her hands were placed right on those two slight swells in the front. Her palms felt as if they were burning.

　　When she raised her head, she met Jing Rong's smiling eyes. There was a trace of victory in that smug smile of his.

　　"Can't wait anymore?"

　　You wis.h.!.+ She immediately sprang up from his chest and jumped aside.

　　She coughed lightly, looking away with her head hanging low. "Put on your clothes."

　　"Why should I put it on? It's best to take it all off on a hot day such as this." Jing Rong really proceeded to take off his inner robe.

　　This image was really too dazzling and could almost be considered an erotic picture.