Chapter 352: If I am the emperor, you will be the queen
Getting married...couple?
Which country is he kidding?
If you hold your chin with your hands and let it return to its original position, even swallowing several mouthfuls of saliva cannot relieve the feeling of dryness and heat in your throat.
Yan Ying brought the warm tea over again in a considerate manner, held the cup to her lips, and watched her drink it in small sips like a dying traveler in the desert.
"Brother Yan Yin, your hair is quite thick. It should be enough to tie your hair many times, right?" Yes, yes, it must be like this. Women who have sex with him can get the opportunity to have their hair tied. Anyway, there are no harems in the Yan Kingdom.
Queen, everyone has the same status, no one will jump out to protest even if the marriage ends.[
No matter how old my little wife is, she can't do anything to her.
Yan Ying couldn't help but be stunned, "Ruoruo, do you need me to explain the meaning of married couples? Well, you are still young, so you probably don't understand. According to legend..."
A pair of small hands covered his lips, and the heat almost made Yan Ying boil, "I understand! However, I think your description is not accurate. The relationship between husband and wife is called knotting. Now, at best, I think it is...
Concubine, you don’t deserve these four words.”
Ruoruo never lacks self-knowledge.
"Concubine?" Yan Ying shook his head speechlessly, "You are wrong! If I are the emperor, you must be the queen. This is destined. You can't escape even if you want to."
After thousands of years, she was drawn to him by this mysterious force. Isn't that enough to explain everything?
Ruoruo just wanted to argue, but Yan Ying followed her example and pressed her lips, "The time is not yet ripe now. You and I both need to wait patiently, but you have to understand what I mean." He raised her ankles.
, revealing the nine-clawed golden dragon ring that he has always kept close to his heart, "This token was given to you a long time ago, Xiao Ruoruo, give me another three years, and when you grow up, I will hold it for you with my own hands.
Would you like to move to the rear position?"
There was no hint of perfunctoryness in Yan Ying's eyes. He was explaining his future plans to Ruoruo very seriously. In order to reassure her, he would not let her escape from the palace without any trace again.