Rong Xian looked at her blankly.
"Your Majesty..." He moved his lips.
"I won't look for anyone, don't worry about that," Yu Chu said seriously, "But I don't necessarily look for you, because I respect your choice, I'm happy if you want to, and I won't force you if you don't want to."
The main reason is that I don't have the ability to lock Feng Qing up.
Wait until you have it.
Yu Chu looked at him with a smile, his mind was full of unknown thoughts, and his smile was still kind.
The young prime minister grabbed her sleeve: "... Is Your Majesty telling the truth?"
Not serious, just temporary. When I have the ability to lock you, you can't do it if you don't want to.
Yu Chu thought silently, his smile became more and more kind, and he nodded: "Then would you like to?"
Rong Xian looked at her in silence for two seconds, then suddenly let go of her sleeve, and smiled.
When he laughed, the arc was always shallow, light and moist as if pampered. The young man's dark eyes sparkled, and he said softly: "Rong Xian has nothing else to ask for."
He smiled slightly, then took a step forward slowly, resting his fingers on the table, covering the little emperor in front of the table, staring at her with clear eyes, and speaking slowly:
"Only satisfy His Majesty."
"..."
Wait, what's wrong
Yu Chu leaned against the table with his back, and quickly stretched out his hand to push him away. He didn't understand at all, how could he come back to this question when he was clearly having a good confession atmosphere
She added: "I am not dissatisfied, what have you misunderstood? We have been in the imperial study room for a long time today, we should leave here first..."
"It's late, Your Majesty."
The young prime minister murmured softly, lowered his eyes calmly, clasped the girl's hand with his slender fingers, his black hair poured down from his shoulders, and approached with a light breath, his thin lips gently covered the other's lips, and he opened his lips and bit.
"Well… "
Yu Chu frowned, but the words on his lips were blocked by a kiss. The young man's fingers slowly moved to her waist, and he undid the buckle lightly with his fingers. Yu Chu felt the dragon robe on his body loosen and cover him loosely.
A pair of slender hands held her waist, and the little emperor was gently placed on the table by the prime minister, the young man's kiss ran down his neck, Yu Chu put his hands on his shoulders, his breathing became short of breath, and he wanted to cry without tears: "Go bedroom?"
Rong Xian raised his eyes quietly.
The snow-white clothes on his body are loose, and the usual rigorous clothes no longer exist, revealing half of his beautiful collarbone. The prime minister's clear and dark eyes are the same as before, his thin lips are slightly pursed, but his voice is cold and hoarse:
"Your Majesty is not afraid. I will control it well."
"..."
When Yu Chu was unbuttoned, he thought relentlessly that men really can't get used to them.
Treat him a little better and start to eat and spit out his bones? How could she be so obedient when she was indifferent to him!
She hissed, "It hurts..."
"Your Majesty, forgive me." The person who said the forgiveness slowly kissed her collarbone with his thin lips, and his fingers moved up along the waist. So soft."
"..." Damn it, give your grandma a leg.
Yu Chu pushed him a few times indiscriminately, Prime Minister Xueyi just smiled slightly, hugged her pantingly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Your Majesty, bear with it..."
Pleasure washed over the young man's brain, Rong Xian bit his lips, slightly closed his moon-like eyes, gasped slightly, but his rationality sank infinitely.
Under the drooping eyelashes, there were glints in the beautiful eyes, and he slightly raised his thin lips.
"Your Majesty, I am pleased with you."