“Do you know that women can be very scary when they’re jealous? Plus, I’m scared that you might feel like you’re in a difficult situation when stuck between your old love and new love . Therefore, I wanted to check out a few women for you… the common women are more kind and innocent, not like those delicate young misses who are arrogant…”
Qian Duoduo was saying this from the bottom of her heart . Even if she couldn’t become one of Long Muchen’s many women, she didn’t want him to be harmed by a woman like Zhu Sisi .
What did she mean by “old love and new love?” and “fighting because of jealousy?” Wasn’t this girl always so proud and arrogant that her tail was basically wagging at the sky? She had been going around and speaking highly about the Twenty-Four Filial Exemplars . Didn’t she say that she only wanted the most innocent man?
How come things started to strangely change?
He really didn’t understand women’s thoughts . . .
However, Long Muchen had to explain some things .
He pushed Qian Duoduo against the wall firmly and lifted her beautiful chin, so that she could meet his eyes . Then he said each word clearly, “Qian Duoduo, listen . There won’t be any concubines or mistresses, or anyone fighting because of jealousy . I don’t need to choose between old love and new love… because this Prince only sees you as my only one…”
“Even if there are thousands of trees in a forest, I only want my flower…”
The dominant and moving words floated in Qian Duoduo’s ear constantly like the melody of a violin . It was deep and sexy .
Her heart gradually quickened and she could feel each of her cells bloating up with Long Muchen’s words .
There was a sense of incredulous or ecstasy in her feelings .
Qian Duoduo blinked her eyes at Long Muchen and her long eyelashes innocently blinked . She seemed very cute and foolish .
He said… Even if there are thousands of trees in a forest, I only want my flower…
Was that little flower herself? Was it? Was it?
But . . . he didn’t say to herself: Qian Duoduo, I like you!
Was this a confession?
Qian Duoduo didn’t believe it and she foolishly asked, “Then what about Princess Zhaoyang? She’s your childhood sweetheart, and Imperial Concubine Lin wanted you to marry her, so she could become the Princess Consort . ”
Can this girl not ruin the mood?
She’s full of jealousy .
Long Muchen pinched her nose and smiled . “This Prince has been treating Zhaoyang as my sister . Plus, as long as this Prince doesn’t wish to marry a woman, it’s impossible for them to make me…”
“Humph . . . who cares about you?” Qian Duoduo humphed pretentiously, acting like nothing happened . Yet, the corner of her lips curled up, revealing her happiness .
It felt like she was looking for a beating with that expression . He wanted to teach her a lesson while she was under him .
Long Muchen watched as she looked everywhere, but unwilling to look at himself . He suddenly lowered his head and snuck a kiss in .
Qian Duoduo jumped and subconsciously opened her mouth to hum . Who knew that Long Muchen took this opportunity to capture her lips completely, blocking the air from coming in .
Up until the little thing’s face slightly turned red and lacked some oxygen, Long Muchen let her petite body go .
Qian Duoduo angrily glared at Long Muchen and pretentiously said, “What are you doing?!”