Chapter 1110 Tyrant's Little Moon 21
Hearing Wen Ling's words, Qi Hanjiang's heart that originally raised it slowly fell back.
The result of the whole person being overly happy is that before he knew it, he had gently pulled Wen Ling's little hand, and he had played quietly for a while.
After a long time, Qi Hanjiang realized what he was proud of.
I am a little embarrassed, but I don't want to let Wen Ling's hand down just like that.
He is a happy lady, even if he doesn’t understand love, even if he knows, the emperor is most afraid of heart.
Harem relationship, for him, is nothing more than the need for children in the previous dynasty.
However, Qi Hanjiang likes this feeling.
He likes the little female officer by his side, and the soft words from time to time make him feel happy.
He is an emperor, and he has restrained himself very much since he was the prince.
Now he wants to go quietly and headstrongly.
Just one time.
He will still be a good emperor, but in terms of feelings, he wants to have a little bit of his willfulness.
He has grown up so big that he hasn’t been headstrong yet.
"Wen-female officer, are you willing to follow me?" Qi Hanjiang had several thoughts floating in his heart, but after thinking about it, he finally asked softly.
He thought, it would be better if Wen Ling could be willing.
He also wants to know how it feels to be happy.
Rather than being passionate, or forcing the little female officer.
The little female officer is so good, Qi Hanjiang can't bear it.
At this time, Wen Ling's hand was held by him, and the faces of each other also blurred in the mist.
Wen Ling gently lay on the edge of the bath tub, with her face resting on the edge of the tub, looking at the face of the young emperor in the mist, her voice was very gentle: "Sir such a good majesty, of course the slave is willing."
"Don't call yourself a slave, you must call me, you are in front of me, you don't have to be so humble." Qi Hanjiang couldn't hear Ling Ling's sentence after sentence. At this time, he could not help but remind him in a low voice.
Wen Ling couldn’t help but curled her lips, tilted her head, and looked softly at Qi Hanjiang who was in front of her. Under the affectionate gaze of the other party, she slowly said, “I listen to your majesty.”
One sentence directly pleased Qi Hanjiang.
Gently squeezed Wen Ling's small hand, weak and boneless, soft and unreasonable.
Qi Hanjiang only felt that his heart was like a mouthful of honey.
You don’t need to feel it carefully, you can perceive the sweetness inside.
"Lingling." Qi Hanjiang had a name for the whole afternoon brewing in his heart. At this time, he finally shouted out.
After whispered, Qi Hanjiang lowered his head and gently kissed Wen Ling's palm.
The original owner's hands are not delicate, even if it is a female officer, in the final analysis, it is at most a supervisor who waits on people, and still has to work.
The palm is not as soft as the aristocratic daughter, but Qi Hanjiang is very happy.
Then……
Yellow gauze tents are warm, spring grace all night.
233 said that fortunately, he escaped quickly.
It knew that the little ginseng essence waved so happily in the consciousness, it must be impossible to escape today.
However, 233 at this time cannot help but feel a little proud. This world, the identity it chose, is simply not too good.
After all, the root of the villain’s blackening is not the original owner.
But the original owner is the one who did it directly. It is best to borrow this body.
Hehehe, it really is the smartest of all.
Wen Ling didn't know that his own system was still complacent there.
At this moment, she is still feeling the mystery of life.
(End of this chapter)