In the Qingchen Palace, the candlelight was shaking gently, and Ye Qingmian was still sleeping deeply on the soft bed.
Nan Fengyu sat beside her bed and looked at her face with fascination.
Ye Qingmian's appearance is not very good-looking at first glance, but he is very intriguing. His light eyebrows, delicate nose and small mouth make Ye Qingmian full of a unique charm.
This kind of charm makes Ye Qingmian look exceptionally charming, but this kind of charm is not the kind that ordinary women naturally attract men to.
"Mian'er, why are so many men obsessed with you?" Nan Fengyu murmured.
"Should I lock you up and enjoy it alone? Don't you know that I'm actually jealous? I don't like the way other men look at you. I want you to have only
I am a man, although it is very unfair to say this, because there are so many concubines in the harem, but I let you only have me."
Nan Fengyu laughed slightly.
"However, if you knew that during the two months when you and I were at odds, Ben and I had never touched another woman, would you forgive me for saying this?"
When Nan Fengyu saw Ye Qingmian's brows moving slightly, he felt a little happy in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud. He just held Ye Qingmian's little hand calmly.
"You have to remember that you belong to me alone. If one day, I find that you are no longer mine, then I would rather kill you than let other men get yours. I would rather hide you."
You will never see the light of day, and I won’t let you have the opportunity to flirt with other men.”
Nan Fengyu himself was also very surprised by what he said. It sounded a little bit angry, but it did not prevent him from telling his true feelings.
After a sleepless night, Nan Fengyu just looked at Ye Qingmian's body quietly, sighed softly, and then looked at her with obsession.
When Ye Qingmian woke up in the morning, he saw Nan Fengyu's tired expression as soon as he opened his eyes. He was very confused and looked at Nan Fengyu curiously and asked: "Didn't you sleep yesterday?"