"Liu Yun."
Yang Shu buried his face in Liu Yun's arms and said in a low voice: "Do you resent me?"
"Why does the prince ask that?"
"Because I have extravagant thoughts." Yang Shu hugged Liu Yun, "Do you hate me?"
Liu Yun gently stroked Yang Shu's back, slightly parted her lips, and said with a bit of casualness, "What about Ruohen? Do you want to take out your heart and show it to me?"
"This can't be done." Yang Shu raised his head, "Life is more important than love."
"I'm going to pay for it. When you leave, you won't have any nostalgia."
"Here you are." Yang Shu tapped Liu Yun's heart, "She is more sensible than me."
"When I get married, I will think about being good to my wife and trust her. But you always think that I am a jackal, putting up ice again and again."
"If you get emotional for a moment, you can quickly extinguish it."
"Liu Yun." Yang Shu looked sad, "Can you really feel sorry for me?"
"I have never been exposed to warmth. I have tried my best to love others."
"Liu Yun..."
Yang Shu wanted to say anything more, but there was a pain in his waist. He screamed out and complained angrily, "What are you doing!"
Liu Yun tilted her head at him, "If you keep talking, tears will fall. I'm afraid you won't be able to squeeze them out."
Yang Shu smiled and pulled Liu Yun's sleeve, "What I said is so emotional, so you can't even respond."
"Take me to bed."
Liu Yun hugged Yang Shu's neck, her voice was very soft and soft.
"It's broad daylight, isn't it?" Yang Shu looked serious and gentlemanly, but his hand movements were quick.
Liu Yun looked at him with a smile, and kept pretending day by day.
Feeling the kiss on her body, Liu Yun raised her eyes to look at Yang Shu. He was really smart. He wanted her love, but he would not be hysterical or forceful.
He can always find an opening to hit the weakest part of your heart, and spread the word out in a young man's heart-breaking way.
It was clear that he was in charge of everything, yet he still felt wronged.
How did King Ding’s Mansion raise a combination of a fox and a wolf?
"The prince is not an innocent person." Liu Yun's face turned red and she whispered in Yang Shu's ear.
Yang Shu raised his head, his eyes full of lust, "If you see through it, don't say anything."
Smiling softly, Yang Shu stopped. He grabbed Liu Yun's hand and put it on his heart, "What do you feel?"
"Desire for power."
Yang Shu's face turned dark, "You can't get enough oil and salt, right?"
Liu Yun giggled, she didn't want to be angry with Yang Shu as he wanted, who made this person hateful.
Soon, Liu Yun couldn't laugh anymore.
"Asshole, you want to kill me!"
Liu Yun had a few strands of black hair scattered on her chest and glared at Yang Shu. If she hadn't been unable to use her strength, she would have kicked him down.
Yang Shu looked at the blood marks on his back and smiled softly, "Madam, why do you say this? There is no one in this world who cares about you more than me."
"Even if I hurt myself, I can't bear to hurt you."
Holding Liu Yun's hand that was trying to pinch him, Yang Shu looked hurt, "Madam, what have I done to make you so hard-hearted?"
Liu Yun endured the soreness and sat up.
"Okay, it's my fault." Yang Shu supported her and put Liu Yun's hand on her waist, "Pinch it."
"I want to prove my love for my wife, not just talk..."
"Ouch!"
"You really don't hold back!"
Liu Yun's eyebrows showed pride as she hummed, "You asked me to pinch you."
Yang Shu tightened her hair and spoke fondly, "Yes, yes, I asked my wife to pinch it."
"Take a break, I'll fetch water."
Yang Shu pressed Liu Yun's forehead and helped her lie down.
Liu Yun sighed softly as she heard the footsteps disappearing.
