Yun Zheng raised her phoenix eyes and looked at him. Suddenly she thought of something and a smile inadvertently crossed her lips. She leaned over to Rong Shuo and gave him a kiss on the chin.
"Tell me, have you already paved the way for me?"
A faint fragrance lingered in his nose. To prevent her from falling accidentally, he raised his hand to hold her waist.
"Yeah, it was premeditated."
Rong Shuo looked at her lovingly.
When Yun Zheng heard this, her heart skipped a beat.
She looked at the man in white in front of her. He had a handsome face, sexy eyebrows and eyes, and a gentleness revealed in his deep eyes. The corners of his red lips were slightly raised, which seemed to have an indescribable seductiveness.
"That's right." Yun Zheng raised an eyebrow and said with a teasing smile, "Uncle Shuo, you are ten years older than me. You are indeed very shrewd and calculating."
"Hmm?" Rong Shuo raised his eyebrows slightly, with a dangerous look on his face, "Who's old?"
"you……"
Before Yun Zheng could finish her words, his cold and soft lips pressed down on her, blocking her from saying anything.
She instantly felt herself enveloped by a breath of ice and snow.
Her lips were suddenly bitten lightly, making her feel itchy and numb.
Yun Zheng: “?” She seemed to be the slow-witted one.
Qingfeng, who was observing in secret, almost shouted in excitement when he saw this scene. He took several deep breaths, and then quickly took note of the Emperor's weak spot: The Emperor didn't want to hear the word "old".
Qing Feng just took out his notebook to write it down, but unexpectedly, a familiar and cold voice came from his sea of consciousness: "Get lost."
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