Seeing that there were only the two of them left in the huge palace, she couldn't help but take two steps back.
Long Jingchen took two more steps forward.
She blinked and took a few steps back, but Long Jingchen still followed her, taking a few steps back for every few steps she took.
Only when she had nowhere left to retreat to in front of the soft couch did she raise her eyes to look at Long Jingchen: "What are you doing!"
But the words I said didn't come with much confidence.
Long Jingchen ignored her and just stared at her with a dark expression.
Sang Jiang's temper flared up instantly, and she shoved Long Jingchen in the chest: "Go find your wife if you want to have a fit! I don't have time to serve you!"
Long Jingchen remained standing motionless, but this time he spoke: "Wife? You're not my wife?"
Sang Jiang: ...
She was just about to ask Long Jingchen how he knew what "wife" meant when she remembered that she seemed to have used the word with Sang Ruo before, so he must have overheard it.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Long Jingchen continued, "Don't you like me?"
“Yes…” Sang Jiang was about to say “yes” when she was stopped by Long Jingchen’s gaze. She immediately changed her words: “Your Majesty must have misheard. How could I possibly dislike Your Majesty?”
"Oh? Is that so?" Long Jingchen lowered his head, and Sang Jiang immediately took a step back.
Long Jingchen's face darkened even further: "You like me?"
Sang Jiang, driven by a desperate will to survive, nodded frantically: "Yes, Your Majesty's wife, if I don't like Your Majesty, who would I like?"
"Is that so? Then I heard that you, Jiang'er, don't really want to be pampered?" As he spoke, he reached out and pulled Sang Jiang back to his side.
As Sang Jiang felt the warmth emanating from the other person, she felt as if her head had exploded with a "boom," to the point that she forgot how Long Jingchen addressed her.
She casually shook her head as a response to him.
Seeing her face turn red instantly to her earlobes, Long Jingchen felt inexplicably better.
If she doesn't like me, so be it. At least she doesn't like anyone else. If I just work harder, she'll like me eventually.
But seeing Sang Jiang's little expression, he couldn't help but tease her: "So you want my favor?"
Sang Jiang nodded without thinking much of it, but as soon as she finished, she realized something was wrong. She hurriedly came to her senses and looked at Long Jingchen with displeasure: "You actually set me up!"
Long Jingchen chuckled: "Who set a trap for you?"
Sang Jiang rolled her eyes and turned to walk away, but as soon as she took a step, Long Jingchen pulled her back, and with the momentum, she fell directly into the arms of Long Jingchen, who was already lying on the soft couch at some point.
Sang Jiang: ...
She felt her face burning up.
Moreover, she could clearly hear her own heart pounding uncontrollably.
Long Jingchen looked at her and smiled, "My beloved concubine, are you so impatient?"
Sangjiang: ? ? ?
Who can't wait?
She glared at Long Jingchen with her phoenix eyes, trying to get up from him, but as soon as she stood up, she was tripped by Long Jingchen's foot and pounced on him again.
Sangjiang: !!!
She glared at Long Jingchen and said angrily, "You did this on purpose?!"
Long Jingchen wasn't annoyed. He was in a very good mood, and even the gloom from before had dissipated. He looked at Sang Jiang lying on his body and said aggrievedly, "Jiang'er, what you're saying makes me very sad. Is that how you see me?"
Sang Jiang: ...
She gritted her teeth as she looked at Long Jingchen, who lay beneath her with a wronged expression...
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