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"Regarding the question of responsibility that you proposed last night. I think it's very necessary to continue. " he said, breathing all over her neck.

Liu Yu'er and Ye Lingmo had lived together for nine years, and their family could be said to be harmonious. Liu Yu-er was now fifteen years old, but the relationship between a man and a woman was completely different. However, even if she did not know about this, Liu Yu'er had a hunch that this situation was too strange.

Instinctively, she leaned back, trying to put a safe distance between herself and the man in front of her. "But the man opposite her actually touched her cheek." "You, are afraid of me."

A man's hand, broad and hot. Little by little, from her delicate cheeks, to her eyebrows, to her nose, and finally, to her rosy lips. His gaze was locked on her rosy lips.

The atmosphere in the room made her suffocate to the point of fainting. "His hand, however, touched her lips seductively, touching her so tightly despite her extreme desire." "Oh, go away!" She let out a huge breath and tried to push him away.

That kind of caught him off guard, that kind of rude rejection. Liu Yu'er who had followed Ye Ling to practice martial arts since she was young. With that push, Huangfu Sufou flipped in the air and stood firmly in the middle of the hall. "Oh, you're scared." He looked at the hesitating girl with a coquettish smile on his face.

That kind of smile was the completely different temperament she had when she had first met him. It was seductive, wild, and full of conquest. Fifteen years old Liu Yu-er blankly looked at the man in front of her with a bewitching smile, her heart was filled with an instinctive fear. She took a step back, but still tried to put on a brave front, "Ha, afraid? Me? "How is that possible?" She raised her head and stared at him. "You, what are you trying to do?"

He stepped forward. "You're the one who asked me to take responsibility."

She took a step back. "What do you mean?"

With a single wrong step, that seemingly weak and frail Monarch had already stuck to her side, "I want you to stay, and be my woman."

His master, Ye Lingmo, who had been transported to this world by the 21st century, was a fifteen-year-old girl who had been raised by a single hand. He was still completely unable to understand the love between a man and a woman. She grew up in Mount Li, at the Manor House. Her teacher, Huang Min, took great care of her. Although her martial brother, Huangfu Niu, often bickered with her, he still took care of her in every possible way. Although she had met with misfortune when she was young, nine years after leaving Mo Manor, her life was extremely warm.

Thus, in her carefree and carefree life, Ye Ling Mo had never taught her about the defense between a man and a woman, nor their love.

Then, suddenly, he smelled the scent of a different man on Huangfu Sushu's body. Liu Yu-er was a little dazed and a little flustered.

Her distinct black and white eyes looked at him seriously. "Woman? Your woman? "

He smiled confidently. "Of course. My woman. "

His breath landed on her face. She pursed her lips and moved away from him. "A fifteen-year-old girl seriously laughed at this word. In the midst of her silence, she smiled." "Pfft!" As if she had heard a very interesting joke, the previous hesitation and helplessness in her heart disappeared in an instant. Hey, Huangfu Suu fen, you like me? Love me? "Yes, I want to be your woman."

"I like you." This time, the man proclaimed himself to be using "Zhen." It was clear that he felt that the love of an emperor was the honor many women yearned for even in their dreams.

She leaned against the table and placed her slender fingers on her cheek. "You saying 'I' means that you are now speaking to me as the ruler of a generation." She still nodded, her eyes like black grapes, "If you like it, you want me to be your woman? "Of the three thousand people in the harem, what rank is my Liu Yu'er?"

This question caused the emperor to be startled.

He became an emperor at the age of ten, and at the age of fourteen, he began to have geniuses, beauties, and consorts. There were so many women in the harem that he couldn't even count them, yet none of them asked him that question. Of course, they were always beautiful to him, letting him pick them.

In front of him was a girl he met by the side of the pool. Her dancing made his heart beat faster, the sincerity and warmth in her eyes made him even more shocked.

She was completely different from the women he knew in the palace.

"Oh, why aren't you answering?" Liu Yu-er smiled and shook her head, "Being a woman is what you want, waiting for you every day." She blinked, "Lucky?" She shrugged her shoulders and walked out the door. "I can't do that kind of groveling." She pushed open the closed door, and a bright smile appeared on her face. "Huangfu Sufou, I don't like the way you're so high up, as if all women are willing to let you do whatever you want to do with them." She turned her head and saw that the man was staring at her. Oh, and your beauty, perhaps. "Hah." She no longer looked at him. "Please don't sully love by liking it like that."