Feng Qianyu sat on a rock, looking at her with a pair of sea-like eyes that made Long Fuyue suffer.
She glanced at him uncomfortably.
She didn't know what was going on, but her heart beat very fast when she was alone with him.
At this time, I don’t even know what kind of medicine he is selling in his gourd.
After a pause, she decided to break the awkward and ambiguous atmosphere first and coughed: "What's the matter with you? Tell me." [
Feng Qianyu stretched out his hand and asked her to sit next to him, looking at her intently: "Fu Yue, do you still remember the question I asked you the day before yesterday?"
Long Fuyue was stunned for a moment, his face turned red, and he was a little short of breath: "What...what's the problem?"
Feng Qianyu's eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Don't say you have forgotten! I want you to think about it carefully, who do you love? I said I want the answer today."
Long Fuyue's face immediately turned red. She understood her feelings in the illusion. She had always thought that she loved her senior brother, but now she realized that the person in front of her was a little domineering, a little bad, a little ruffian, and a little rogue.
The charming guy has already entered my heart, and I don’t know when it took root in my heart, and directly grew into a towering tree...
Humph, didn't I already make it obvious just now about who to choose and who not to choose? Why is this guy still asking? Does he mean it?
She rolled her eyes, pondered deliberately, and curled her lips: "You are very pretty..."
Feng Qianyu gritted her teeth: "It’s no longer spent!"
Since breaking up with her, he has never found another woman, so why are he still talking about flowers? He was wrongly accused to death!
Long Fuyue pursed her lips: "You are a prince..."
Feng Qianyu looked at her and raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong with the prince?"
Long Fuyue curled her lips: "Marrying a prince will lead to palace fights. I hate palace fights the most..."
Feng Qianyu shook her hand: "Don't worry, if you don't like marrying the prince, I can do something else."
"Do something else? What can you do?" Long Fuyue opened his eyes wide.
Feng Qianyu smiled, and a light flashed in her eyes: "For example, being an emperor..."