The System: Forced Tease King Jing

Chapter I

In the dimly lit new home, there was an ambiguous atmosphere.

The bride was pressed under the body by the dazzling-looking groom, her beautiful face was dyed with blush, her moist eyes were filled with water vapor, she said, and her beautiful wedding dress was stripped onto her shoulders, revealing her smooth and smooth skin.

"Your Majesty, don't be like this." The woman's voice was soft and timid.

This scene, no matter how you look at it, his blood is boiling, and you can't wait to make people want to help the groom take off his clothes.

But if it were that simple.

Jiang Wan had lived for two lives. For her wedding night, she had imagined countless scenes, but she never thought it would be such an embarrassing scene.

Just now, he had just finished kissing someone secretly when he was captured by the other party.

whole process.

His eyes did not look like he had just woken up.

Jiang Wan was terrified with this killing intent, and before he could explain, he rolled over and pressed her underneath.

"Your Majesty, please listen to my explanation!" Jiang Wan was so frightened by his appearance that he hurriedly shouted.

King Jing paused for a moment, looked at him for a while, and said in a hoarse voice, "Speak."

His tone was cold, as if his hand would break his neck if his words did not satisfy him.

Jiang Wan's heart beat like a drum, he gulped his saliva, and stuttered explaining:

"I am the princess chosen by His Majesty the Emperor for His Majesty. ."

The more he spoke, the smoother he became, and Juang Wah was not as confused as before,

"I'm not a murderer, rest assured, Your Majesty."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the man dejectedly and told him that she was just a weak woman with no strength.

But King Jing did not make a move, he looked at her indifferently, and after a while asked, "Are you done explaining?"

"Huh?" Jiang Wan was confused.

What else should he explain? He asked hesitantly, "What else do you want to know, Your Majesty?"

King Jing looked at him fixedly, and after a long time he suddenly moved the corner of his mouth, narrowed his eyes and said, "This king wants to know, what did you just do?"

Swipe the floor, Jiang Wan's face turned red into a monkey's butt.

But Jiang Wan was unaware of all this, his little head spinning quickly, wondering how to explain it to him.

How can I explain it?

It seemed like no one could explain why he was lying on it and tearing his clothes off.

Yes, he not only stole a kiss from the man, but also tore his clothes off.

Jiang Wan silently glanced down, and saw that the red clothes on his body were messy, and the front of his clothes was slightly exposed, revealing a touch of white and thin skin inside.

King Jing was very handsome, the prettiest man he had ever seen.

Unlike him who was now filled with a cold attitude.

In fact King Jing looked handsome. He was born very handsome, he wore a purple woven gold robe, a jade crown made of gold and jade, a pair of thick sword eyebrows, a tall nose bridge, and a large stone crown, and his facial features were like knives, but there was no blood on his tightly gritted lips. Pale.

The thing that attracted the most attention was the red mole between his eyebrows, which looked very coquettish under the dim light of the candle.

Unfortunately, the disease stuck between her eyebrows and her eyes, which lost a lot of beauty.

"I'll gouge out your eyeballs when I see them again." A cold voice came from above, and Jiang Wan, who was down, immediately returned to her senses, did not dare to think about it. .

"Speak." He said slowly.

"I...I just saw His Majesty breathing weakly, so...I want to give Your Majesty a breath." Jiang Wan stammered, "I was really unintentionally indecent to His Majesty".

He was so terrifying that his mind was in chaos, and he could not find a good reason.

In desperation, he could only close his eyes half-closed.

"Oh?" King Jing narrowed his eyes, recalling what happened when he woke up.

As soon as he returned to the room, he felt his breathing hard, and his heart seemed to stop beating.

Suddenly, a scent with a faint fragrance entered his body, giving him strength.

Could it be that he actually woke her up because he was short of breath?

He suddenly lowered his head, looked at the woman below him and said, "Take another bite and let this king see."

Jiang Wan: ".." - I: "..."

"Your Majesty is awake, so there's no need..." She sneered.

The one who had just kissed him was forced by the system, and now he asked her to kiss again, with a murderous gaze, how could she kiss him?!

Here's what happened.

Jiang Wan was different from ordinary people, he had memories of past lives.

In his previous life, he was an ordinary white-collar worker. He did not marry at the age of 30.

He was forced to marry by his parents every day.

She had a good life in this life, she became the fourth ranked daughter of Jiang Fenghe Weekly, and lived in Liang Guo, which was unprecedented in history.

It makes sense that even though she was the daughter of a minor official, she should also be rich and carefree. But her birth mother died young, and her father married a stepmother.

Until Jiang Wan grew up, Jiang Fenghe arranged a marriage for her.

Zhao Xioran's fiancee is poor, but her life is handsome, and the Zhao family is trained to have no children before she can take on a concubine.

To make Zhao Xioran study quietly, Jiang Wan often helped her with her monthly case, and waited for her to marry him when she became a jinshi in high school.

But Juang Wah did not expect that Zhao Xioran was favored by King Mu.

After becoming a high school scholar, Mr. Zhaorong Regency wants to marry off with his daughter. Zhao Xieran did not refuse either, and immediately went to Jiang's house to annul the marriage with Jiang Wan, and got engaged to Princess Zhaorong.

Then Jiang Wan accidentally heard that Jiang Fenghe wanted to marry Shangfeng off as his successor, and Jiang Wan was even angry.

Jiang Fenghe was a widower in his forties, and his daughter was older than him. Knowing that Jiang Fenghe wanted to marry him, Jiang Wan tried many ways but failed to dispel his thoughts.

At the time, people with girls at home were reluctant to register. Jiang Wan thought of a way to register his name, but he was actually chosen a few days later.

He has a good count.

There were rumors that King Jing would not live to be twenty years old, and it would not take long for her to become a widow when she married.

In that case, King Jing's house would have the final say over himself, and he would no longer need to be angry with the Jiang family, either, nor will she be afraid of her future husband raising children .

Everything went very well. Just now, King Jing was pale and almost out of breath.

But a system suddenly emerged, claiming to be a cannon fodder self-rescue system.

System panel reads:

system; .

[The guards broke in and found that the groom was dead. The Emperor was furious and ordered you to be buried alive as a groom.].

"unique.... uhukkk!" Jiang Wan was drinking soup at the time almost choking to death.

Looking at this inexplicable system, a cold wind blew behind him.

Juang Wah rushed to the side of the bed to check on the situation, and seeing Juang Wan's new husband, his face grew worse, and his breathing gradually weakened.

Jiang Wan was scared to death.

She wants to be a widow, but she doesn't want to be a widow on wedding night!

The groom died on the wedding night, so he shouldn't be considered a funeral star?

Isn't it normal for the emperor to allow himself to be buried?

Just when he was in a hurry and did not know what to do, the words on the panel changed again.

[In desperation, you make a choice to save yourself:

kissing husband

wait for death on the spot. ]

Is it still an option?

Of course it's 1.

Jiang Wan did not even think about it, he threw himself towards King Jing, tore his clothes, closed his eyes and kissed him.

When I opened my eyes and woke up, it became this sight.

The woman below him was blushing red and her eyes were watering, as if covered in tears.

If he exerted a little strength, he seemed to cry.

Her voice was soft and shy, and her nose was red.

King Jing's eyes swept over Jiang Wan's face inch by inch, and let her go with her agitated gaze.

"Trust me." He loosened his neck, trying to get up from it.

Jiang Wan heaved a sigh of relief, waiting for him to wake up, and rushed into hiding.

At this moment, the clinker suddenly softened and fell down hard.

His nose was injured, his lower lip hit his teeth, and the smell of blood instantly filled his mouth.

Jiang Wan did not care about the broken physical tears, he was startled, and hurriedly shouted: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, are you alright!"

This is not going to happen again! He will not be buried alive. Jiang Wan thought in fear.

King Jing did not respond, lying on his body motionless.

Jiang Wan was completely panicked and shouted loudly: "Come, call the imperial doctor!"

"Hm." A large palm covered his mouth, and the man said impatiently, "What are you calling?"

"Your Majesty?" Jiang Wan said faintly.

King Jing pressed his entire body on it, and said in a light voice, "Don't worry, you can't die."

He had just returned from the gates of hell, he had no strength, and he suppressed him for a long time just now. Upon learning that he had no guts to do anything to her, all the strength within him loosened.

So the weakness of lying in bed for a long time without water and rice being swept away, he did not notice when he just woke up, and then fell down.

Saying such a thing was a bit embarrassing, so he did not want to talk.

I didn't expect that the woman thought she was in an accident, so she screamed, and she had no choice but to speak.

"Let this king lie down and wake up later." His warm breath gushed down Jiang Wan's neck, which was extremely itchy.

Jiang Wan would inevitably shrink his neck, "Oh".

He looked at the clothes on his body, silently counting the golden embroidered dark lines on the clothes, his breathing becoming much lighter.

The room was silent for a while, and he heard the wick of the candle explode, making a crackling sound.

He could not help but move his body and quietly covered his chest with his hands.

Jiang Wan's movements stagnated, and he swallowed a breath: "Your Majesty thinks too much, you are too heavy, and it hurts me."

He is only 16 years old this year, and ********** has not fully developed, and is in pain if pressed lightly.

"..."

He didn't speak, he wanted to roll, but he didn't have the strength.