Chapter 209 Your Majesty, Please Respect Yourself (14)

Turning his eyes slightly sideways, pressing his fingertips against his lips, and coughing, embarrassment flashed across the man's exquisite eyebrows and eyes.

The dim light shone on Yan Qi's white jade-like cheeks, staining the shy corners of his eyes, and the arc of the breeze and the moon, filled with a very light and charming color.

"I'm telling the truth... What about you, are you willing to accept me as my wife?"

A very light sentence, with a little cautious temptation.

Fu Yue's eyes trembled.

She noticed that when she said these words, Yan Qi used the title of me instead of the emperor's Zhen.

An "I do" is about to be blurted out.

But the system 677 in Fu Yue's mind almost screamed, 【Host! ! You can't agree! ! ! 】

[People are set up! You can't break the human design! 】

Fu Yue: "..."

TMD

She swallowed those words abruptly, then turned her eyes sideways, her curly and thick eyelashes trembling, avoiding Yan Qi's sight.

The man's radiant eyes lost their light almost instantly, and the fingertips in his sleeves slowly tightened.

Yan Qi smiled wryly.

Mo Mo knew the result long ago, but he still refused to give up and insisted on asking such a question.

He was silent.

Then he walked slowly to the table beside him, raised his sleeves, poured a cup of tea, then walked back and handed it to Fu Yue.

Yan Qi lowered his eyebrows, opened his lips and asked, "Are you thirsty?"

His expression was calm and gentle.

The fingertips that the other party handed over were fair, with extremely beautiful knuckle lines.

Fu Yue pursed her lips, seeing how pitiful her family Xiao Tiantian was.

My mind suddenly went dizzy.

Keeping the character set as a fart, at worst, go to punish the world for a walk, why should she wrong her own sweetheart!

She has been abusing him badly in the past few worlds, and she still feels a little guilty...

Suddenly figured it out.

A pale and stunning woman.

His eyes were bent, and the corners of his eyes curved like a smile but not a smile, which was actually a bit lively.

She reluctantly sat up from the couch, then reached out and grabbed Yan Qi's sleeve, and said softly, "Come here."

Yan Qi: "???"

He bowed slightly obediently.

Then Fu Yue raised her slender arms and hugged the man's neck, then raised her fair cheeks, and slightly closed her dark eyes.

kissed.

"I am willing...to be your wife."

A very light sentence brushed against the emperor's white earlobe slightly, and the breath he exhaled was like orchid, carrying the unique fragrance of a woman.

Yan Qi froze in place, the teacup in his hand fell to the ground, and the tea spilled on his clean sleeves.

However, at this time, he didn't care about it at all.

He opened his lips slightly.

There was undisguised surprise in the emperor's deep and dark eyes.

"you……"

The words are not out yet.

The other party bit his lip.

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Subtle breathing.

Fu Yue couldn't bear to push him away, her slender hands covered her chest, her pale face was in pain.

This body is too weak.

I can't breathe even after a kiss.

Yan Qi raised his hand and patted her on the back lightly, his eyes worried, "Are you okay...Sorry, it's me."

The man's glass-like calm eyes were full of self-blame at this moment.

He hesitated for a while.

Then he hesitated and asked, "You, why are you willing all of a sudden?"

The tone is carefully tentative.

...and do such a bold thing.

Thinking of this, a man who has always been a gentleman and ascetic, silently blushed.