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Chapter 271: Unwilling to Love Twelve

After finally waiting, how can we let go easily?

Now this girl knows she is shy. Wasn't she afraid when she was wrapped in gauze in front of so many people at Baihua Tower?

I couldn't help but want to tease her.

"Who will see it?" Feng Ruohen asked seriously.

Qin'er's face was so hot that she felt like sitting on pins and needles while sitting on his lap. She glanced at the door on the side, and the man immediately understood and said with a smile, "No one dares to come at this time, except you."

Does that mean she is extraordinarily brave?

His hands have been wandering around her body vaguely, but Qin'er knows it best. Feng Ruohen usually restrains himself in front of others. When they are alone in private, he will always do some intimate actions.

She still wasn't used to it...

Seeing his lips getting closer and closer, her heart beat faster and she just wanted to escape...

"We're going to get married." Qin'er said almost in her breath as she clumsily dodged in retreat.

His voice was as thin as a mosquito's, but it cast an air of ambiguity on his stern face.

"how?"

how?

She became anxious and brought out the ancestral family laws he had mentioned before, "Didn't you say that before the royal wedding, women cannot..."

"You are really capable." He bit her lip lightly, scaring her into silence. Feng Ruohen continued, "Are you going to bring out those ministers to suppress me?"

With a cold snort, he actually picked her up!

Qin'er was shocked, only to feel that there was nothing behind her. In the blink of an eye, he put her down on the desk, "You——"

He leaned forward, grabbed her hands and placed them on both sides of her head. His star-like eyes shone with an evil spirit that she had almost never seen before...

"Do you really think I'm afraid of those old guys?"

When had you ever heard him use such a tone, calling the minister of the DPRK contemptuously...an old guy?

His tone was full of disdain. Feng Ruohen was really different tonight. Even his tone of voice became completely different.

Or is this the real him?

He looked at Feng Ruohen with wide eyes in confusion, unable to figure it out, "I know you're not afraid, but..."

"He Lanqin'er." He suddenly called her by her full name.

Often at times like this, Qin'er would secretly feel a little more frightened.


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