"Let her come in." Although Zhao Anyang's expression was still calm, he could not hide his happiness in his heart.
In the past, when they had quarrels, she would always be domineering, waiting for him to comfort her.
At that time, there was an entire Luo family behind her, which was beyond his reach.
Now that he is the master of this eastern continent, he has never seen her give up to him.
But today…
Luo Qingchen held the basket and walked in with her head in the air.
She was wearing a purple dress and looked particularly peaceful and beautiful. Shui Ling's eyes blinked as if they could speak, looking at him with a smile on her face.
"Your Majesty, have you had dinner?" Luo Qingchen looked at him, smiled slightly and said, "If you haven't eaten... I made you something to eat."
"Did you do it?" Zhao Anyang was stunned, a little unbelievable.
Whether before or now, her status is extremely noble and she rarely cooks in person.
He still vividly remembered that that year when he was ill and bedridden, she cooked a bowl of peach blossom soup for him and ate it for him bite by bite.
The scene in front of him was like a passing cloud. He was startled and realized that so many years had passed.
"Well..." She touched her hair and said with some embarrassment: "Xiaoqiu and I cooked it together. My cooking skills are not very good..."
"Come here, heat up the food Madam brought."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Eunuch Lin walked in, took the food from Luo Qingchen's hand, and left respectfully.
"What are you standing for? Come and sit down." Seeing her cooking for him and looking a little submissive, most of the anger in his heart disappeared.
Luo Qingchen chuckled and walked to him in three steps and two steps at a time.
"Slow down-" Zhao Anyang frowned and stretched out his hand to hold her.
When his hot palm touched her slightly cold palm, his frown deepened and he said accusingly: "Wearing so little, my hands are cold."
Luo Qingchen was startled and felt a blush on her face. Her cattail-like eyelashes trembled slightly, she raised her eyes, pursed her lips and said, "It's not cold..."
Zhao Anyang looked at her cute and shy appearance, and looked at the charming color with slightly pursed lips. His eyes finally settled on her pink lips, and he kissed her with warmth in his heart.
Luo Qingchen was stunned and froze on the spot. Her eyes kept blinking, looking at such a charming face in front of her, she almost forgot to breathe.
System system, he kissed me...
Ding—the favorability is increased by ten, and the task completion rate is 60%.
Ahem, that’s okay! Can you please add forty if you kiss a little longer and complete the task directly
The system ignored her every day and continued to pretend to be dead.
After a long time, Zhao Anyang gently let her go. There was a burning look in his eyes.
He stretched out his hand, raised her chin slightly with his long fingers, and placed a final kiss on her hot and flushed cheek.
How long, how long has it been since I kissed her like this.
He looked at her fair and watery skin with a faint blush, looking like a little woman beside him.
It feels so good...
"That -" Seeing that he was silent, Luo Qingchen's soft voice sounded softly and murmured: "I also just met Su Li yesterday..."
"Yes, I know." Zhao Anyang gently pulled the broken hair on her cheek to her ear and said softly.
What, you know? I'm going to go, you know you didn't tell me earlier, why did you waste my time cooking a table of dishes and ask for forgiveness? !
System prompt: To avoid deducting points, the host's expression should not be too ferocious.
Damn it, my eyes just widened a bit. You actually used the word ferocious. System, was your Chinese taught by a physical education teacher? (To be continued)