Yan Susu planned to have a frank talk with him, telling her that she did not intend to marry him, and asking him to take the initiative to regret the marriage, so as not to make the two of them quarrel.
She never imagined that when they actually met, the moment he couldn't help but break up and held her hand, all the rehearsed words were stuck in her throat, and not a single word came out.
"Do you miss me?" His voice was not gentle, and his expression was even a bit cold, but his eyes were soft.
She wanted to pull her hand away, but it was tightly held by him, and she couldn't help but pull it back. She was a little annoyed, but she didn't know that someone as cold as him could have such a rogue side.
"Let go, as I said before, a man and a woman cannot be intimate before they get married."
He didn't mean to let go. Instead, he gently pulled her and made her fall into her arms. Then, he tightly hugged her delicate waist and kissed the top of her hair softly: "You
Eldest sister has already told me that you asked the duplicitous woman who tried to get me to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion to meet you, tell me, do you miss me?"
Yan Susu never imagined that such a cold person could have such a hot breath.
She twisted her body and resisted his embrace, and even more resisted his ambiguous breath close at hand. She shouted angrily at him: "Prince Min, I think you are overthinking. Yes, my father will invite you today."
You came to my house for dinner, after all, it was indeed because of my request, but...well..."
The red lips were suddenly sucked into her mouth, and she knew that he only listened to the first half of the words and completely misunderstood her.
She turned her head vigorously and shook off his lips and tongue, but she couldn't shake off the faint fragrance of chrysanthemum that belonged to him and lingered on her lips and tongue.
"What are you doing! Are you crazy?" Her heart was beating wildly, and her cheeks were burning red and hot because of the kiss.
He chuckled, lifted her chin with one finger, touched her crimson cheek with his thumb, and said, "You obviously miss me, don't you?"
He misunderstood again, she blushed because she was a normal living person, a woman who blushed when she was kissed, not because she gave him a special reaction.
Feeling his fingertips rubbing her cheek, and looking at his thin lips that were approaching again, Yan Susu knew that if she didn't speak clearly quickly, she would inevitably be kissed by him again, so she almost lost her calm and spoke anxiously.
"I don't want to marry you!"
Sure enough, this sentence alone effectively stopped his approaching thin lips, and the pair of black eyes that were so close at hand, originally had a gentle color, but at this moment, they turned into frightening coldness and darkness.
"You came to me to talk about this?"
"Yes, Prince Min, I came to you just to tell you that I don't want to marry you."
After talking about it, her mood calmed down a lot. Facing his suppressed anger, she was fearless and even calm.
He pinched her chin with his big palm, which hurt a little. She frowned, and then he relaxed his grip slightly.
"Reason." It was a simple concatenation of words, but it carried a chilling feeling.
The corner of Yan Susu's mouth curled up slightly, she looked into his dark eyes, and her lips parted slightly: "I said, my man can only be mine. I admit that at a certain moment, I may have had feelings for you, but
When I know your fate, I know that you are not my beloved. It is fate that you will fall in love with other women, or even if there is no fate, in order to compare with other men, you will choose
Three wives, four concubines. So I can’t marry you."