Chapter 212 Running in Both Directions

Rong Jinchen's muscular and powerful arms tightly embraced the girl in his arms. He looked at her, "My dear." Su Zhenzhen hugged him back, "Husband, the best way for us now is not to rashly change the course of history." Otherwise, if other people knew about it, wouldn't it bring trouble to their lives?

Rong Jinchen knew that he and his second brother, the Crown Prince, had a good relationship and they had not fallen out. His father was enjoying his old age. He and Qingqing were classmates in life and death, so the heavy stone in his heart was quietly lifted.

Su Zhenzhen felt a little regretful at this moment, and suddenly said: "Oh, I forgot to ask Luo Zhihan how many children we have in total."

Rong Jinchen said without thinking: "Qingqing, don't ask her, we will only have one child. I don't want you to have more than one." It is impossible for him to let Qingqing give birth to so many children.

Su Zhenzhen immediately stood up, hugged his neck, and kissed his rolling Adam's apple. The man's eyes suddenly darkened as ink, and his voice was hoarse, "Qingqing, do you know what you are doing?" Of course she knew. The girl's eyelashes trembled, and she said softly: "I love you."

Rong Jinchen's mind went blank immediately. What did he hear?

It wasn't the superficial love that Qingqing usually expressed, but she said in a serious tone that she was in love with him.

Rong Jinchen suddenly forgot the idea of discussing study with Qingqing. He couldn't help but feel red at the corners of his eyes and his eyes were filled with tears.

Su Zhenzhen pursed her lips, her heart was quite moved, and her eyes were quietly red. "What are you doing? It's as if I was not good to you before." She buried her little face in his chest, and hugged the man's waist tightly with both hands, which felt very good in her hand.

The last time she saw Rong Jinchen lose his composure like this was when she confessed her love to him on her birthday last year.

In fact, Su Zhenzhen didn't expect that she would fall in love with Rong Jinchen so quickly.

But one year and four months is not a short time.

Follow your heart, Su Zhenzhen feels very happy now.

It took Rong Jinchen a while to react, then he held up her little face and gently placed a loving kiss on her lips.

Su Zhenzhen's wet eyelashes fluttered like a small fan, and her clear eyes were filled with confusion and puzzlement.

Is his reaction a little wrong?

According to the novels and TV dramas she read, when the hero hears the heroine's confession of love, shouldn't he hug her, press her against the wall, and kiss her till death with red eyes? "I'll give you my life."

Or he might hold her while the red candle sways and is tossed by the waves.

Su Zhenzhen looked at Rong Jinchen's red eyes. This was consistent, but was there something else wrong?

Thinking about it, she asked directly.

Rong Jinchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He said, "Qingqing, do you want this? You want me to play this kind of role?" He was so happy now that he would definitely satisfy her in the evening.

Su Zhenzhen's face flushed red, "Bah. I don't want to." Rong Jinchen had been in the military camp for so many years, and when it was just the two of them, he was a real soldier.

She couldn't even look at it, it was too...

That evening.

After Su Zhenzhen finished her shower, she asked Rong Jinchen to go take a shower. She herself was wearing Rong Jinchen's favorite pajamas and sitting on the rosewood bed. She suddenly saw a small box on the bedside table.

She was a little curious because this small red sandalwood box was not usually placed here.

Could it be some little secret of Rong Jinchen?

When he first saw her, his eyes were filled with lust, so he must have forgotten.

The small box was still open, just gently closed.

Su Zhenzhen opened it curiously to take a look. She knew that it was very impolite for a husband and wife to secretly touch each other's things.

But she was so curious, as if there was a cat scratching her heart, that she just took a look anyway.

Su Zhenzhen said sorry to Rong Jinchen in her heart in advance, and then she opened the small box.

She opened it and saw that in addition to the jade pendant, the token of love that Rong Jinchen had forcefully taken away on the day they first met, there was also a hairpin and a jade bracelet, which did not look like Rong Jinchen's work.

There was also the hair they had tied together when they got married, the panda sachet she had embroidered herself for him last year, the red bean bracelet she had woven for him during the Dragon Boat Festival this year, the pair of clay figurines, and the small gadgets and toys she had brought back for him on weekdays...

Su Zhenzhen suddenly felt as if her throat was choked with sobs. How could she be so good?

Of the things Rong Jinchen gave her, apart from the jade pendant that symbolized his status as a prince, the sachet he embroidered himself, the white jade hairpin he made himself, and the red bean bracelet he gave her last year, she didn't know where to put the rest.

Rong Jinchen had finished his bath without knowing when. He walked closer to the bed and saw that Su Zhenzhen had tears rolling down her cheeks.

The man was anxious at first, but then he saw the familiar little box in Su Zhenzhen's arms and realized, "What? Qingqing, are you so moved that you want to marry me?" He tried to make her happy, "That doesn't count. You've been my wife for a long time."

Su Zhenzhen pouted her lips and said, "Husband, I love you so much. Can I kiss you?" The man obediently and gently kissed her for a full quarter of an hour.

Su Zhenzhen's face flushed, and she leaned against his arms, panting. She pointed at the small box casually placed aside and asked the man with a dark look in his eyes, "Husband, what is this?"

Rong Jinchen's voice was so gentle that it could drip water, and it also had a bit of hoarseness. "This is what Qingqing gave to Gu Heng and Gu Cheng. I exchanged it for three times its value."

Su Zhenzhen slid her fingers over his abdominal muscles. The man's breathing suddenly became heavy. His big hand grasped her small hand. At this time, Su Zhenzhen spoke, "So that's how it is. My husband, please let me give you more money as pocket money, otherwise your little box will not be full."

Rong Jinchen looks so cute like a little squirrel hoarding nuts for the winter, which makes her die of cuteness.

Rong Jinchen pondered for a moment and said, "I want something that Qingqing gives me personally." He is now a man loved by Qingqing and does not want such vulgar things as pocket money.

Su Zhenzhen bit her lip and leaned her little face on the man's hot chest, "My dear husband, I will treat you better." She felt a little guilty. Rong Jinchen gave her so many things that she had forgotten what other gifts she had received except those listed above.

After all, the entire Prince Yan's Mansion and this man's wealth are in her hands.

Rong Jinchen held her delicate little hand and kissed it, "I'll listen to you, Qingqing." He now felt that he was happier than all the men in the world, including the Rong Jinchen in the past.

Su Zhenzhen pulled out a treasured storybook from the bedside table, bit her lip and looked at Rong Jinchen, whose eyes were burning. "Husband, can you read this with me tonight?" She added, "You said you wanted to study with me."

Rong Jinchen's voice was very hoarse, "Okay, if you like it, your husband will definitely satisfy you." He immediately lowered his head, put his arms around the girl's slender waist, and kissed her.