"Uncle Nine Emperors, I just went to take a shower and change clothes."
Feng Jiuer walked over, but after seeing his extremely pale figure, her steps suddenly slowed down.
Scenes of what happened tonight flashed through my mind. Thinking of the misunderstanding at night, my face suddenly turned red with embarrassment.
At that time, Uncle Nine Emperors was holding her... in an extremely ambiguous posture!
Although it was not the first time that he had been so presumptuous, it was the first time that Jiu'er felt a truly impulsive aura from him.
He didn't understand these things before and wouldn't have had such an impulse. Even if he had, I'm afraid he didn't really have the intention.
It's all my fault that Yu Jingfeng, that old and dishonest guy, showed Uncle Nine Emperors some pictures of the Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter Palaces. This caused a pure and good young man like Uncle Nine Emperors to become impure now.
Hey, I'm almost twenty-six years old, and I really need to receive some education... Hey, I'm thinking about all this nonsense!
Zhan Qingcheng was looking at her, her thin lips pursed tightly, and her face was not very pretty.
Well, after rejecting him that night, he had always looked like this, looking at her with dissatisfaction.
"Well, Uncle Nine Emperors, if you don't sleep at night, your health will not get better."
Feng Jiuer still mustered up the courage and walked over, trying to help him lie down.
Uncle Jiuhuang's big palm clasped her wrist, but he didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly.
The silent look in Uncle Nine Emperors' eyes... Hey, it's really scary.
"Uncle Nine Emperors..."
"You promised." He snorted coldly.
Feng Jiuer was shocked and almost cried: "Uncle Nine Emperors, that is really a misunderstanding. I thought you were talking about..."
"In front of this king, there are only promises and no misunderstandings!" He snorted again, this time, even colder.
Feng Jiuer almost wanted to roll her eyes at him, she knew that Uncle Nine Emperors would definitely say this.
"But Uncle Nine Emperors, do you like me?"
"You don't remember what I said?" Zhan Qingcheng narrowed his eyes, and a hint of danger passed through his eyes.
"Yes, yes, I remember that you said you liked it, but," Feng Jiuer shook her finger, "The like I said is not the kind of liking you thought. You..."
I don’t know how to explain this to him. This man has lived for more than twenty years and has never even been in love. How can I explain this kind of thing to him?
Ah, he said it as if he had been in love!
But is it really okay for him to be so stubborn?
In fact, he doesn't know anything. I'm afraid that after reading those pornographic books, he is confused and wants to find a partner to try.
Unfortunately for her, she was listed as one of his target candidates.
No, now it becomes one of the objects directly.
"Um, Uncle Nine Emperors, then you... do you love me?"
Isn't it always like this on TV? If you want to... do something serious, you have to work hard with each other and love each other to the death, and then everything will fall into place, right?
Love... Zhan Qingcheng pondered this word. After a moment, he shook his head: "What does it mean?"
Feng Jiuer knew that he was simply a guy who didn't understand feelings or love.
When I said I liked her before, I really just liked her purely. I liked her more than a treasure or a play pet for the time being.
She didn't expect it anyway, and of course she wouldn't be disappointed.
Uncle Jiuhuang was very good to her, thousands of times better than the people in the Feng family.
That's enough. They are a family, and Uncle Nine Emperors is someone she wants to care for and protect, that's all.
"Well, Uncle Nine Emperors, it's really late, go to bed."
