His tone was extremely firm, with a domineering air that could not be rejected.
Ye Qingli was stunned when he heard this.
Jun Aohan said to her seriously.
"Now that you know my identity, from now on, I can protect you legitimately. I want everyone in the world to know that you are my fiancée. If anyone dares to bully you, You must pay the price!”
His words were so domineering, so forceful, and so unquestionable.
"From today on, you must protect yourself well. Because you are not only your own, but also mine."
His dark eyes and extremely focused eyes looked at Ye Qingli like this.
Ye Qingli couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
She found that this man's charm was really growing.
Let her have no resistance at all...
no!
This can't happen anymore.
Otherwise, one day, I will completely fall into his arms...
In her previous life, she was a well-known strong woman, so she never had to rely on men to support her.
She wanted to reject him righteously.
But it was a very sad discovery.
While looking into his eyes.
She actually couldn't say a word of rejection.
Then, Jun Aohan gently hugged her head.
He reached out his hand and gently brushed the hair on her forehead.
He pressed a kiss firmly on her forehead.
It's like showing your ownership.
Ye Qingli suddenly felt that all the bones in his body were soft.
She put her forehead on Jun Aohan's chin.
Feel the warmth emanating from him.
Neither of the two people spoke anymore, but enjoyed this rare tranquility.
After a long time, Ye Qingli said.
"Speaking of which, our relationship has become so close. It seems that I still don't know much about you?"
"Just tell me what you want to know."
Jun Aohan leaned on the big stone beside the hot spring, looking lazy.
He was wearing a black robe.
The belt is tied diagonally.
The buttons on the chest were loosely spread out.
From time to time, a touch of skin as shiny as snow is revealed.
A head of long black ink-like hair, pouring down like a waterfall.
On the water, there was his reflection.
Like a sculpture cut with a knife and an axe.
With endless charm.
Jun Aohan maintained this posture and looked at Ye Qingli, who was leaning in his arms like a kitten.
She curled up her entire body on herself.
He liked this sense of dependence.
At this time, he was finally no longer as afraid as before.
Afraid that she would leave his side.
Ye Qingli suddenly became curious.
"I remember that you are the only prince among the royal generation. The rest, who are as favored as Jun Linfeng, are just county princes. Why are you the only one who can be named a prince? "
"Furthermore, your name is also different from the order of the royal family. People of your generation are all sorted by the four characters "Linkong Evening Photo".
"And you are called Aohan..."
This name carries an air of aloofness and coldness.
It's not at all like the noble atmosphere of people in the royal family.
Because of this, although his surname was Jun, Ye Qingli had never thought of him as a member of the royal family.
I just think it's a coincidence.
