C270 (1/2)

In the bedroom, the light from the lamp in the corner radiated a soft and dreamy light.

Tuoba Fei placed Yue Chan on the bed. Just a moment ago, he had been bathing and sleeping in the pool. Now, he was brimming with energy.

He bent over, pulled the white silk off Yue Chan Juan's body, and threw it away with a wave of his hand.

”Tuoba Fei …”

”Are you willing to be my woman, just my woman?”

Yue Chanjuan nodded slightly, not caring about being reserved. He didn't want to let him go again, to abandon her like that night.

At that time, she watched him ruthlessly withdraw his hand, even ignoring the fact that he wasn't wearing a coat as he disappeared into the wind and snow outside the window. Her heart was helpless and fearful, her heart was trembling, she was in pain, unwilling to part with him.

It was like being abandoned in the wilderness, endless darkness and cold. One could not determine the direction, and there was not a trace of light.

She didn't know where she should go, who she could rely on. The feeling made her unable to rest in peace for several days. Nightmares continued day and night.

Now, no matter what, she would not let him go, and she could not let him go.

Abandoning modesty, how could she still be reserved and secretive in front of him?

”I am your woman. I only want to be yours.”

Tuoba Fei raised Yue Chanjuan's chin and looked down into her eyes.

He only wished that he was the only one in her heart and that there were no other men. He wished her to choose him because she loved him, wholeheartedly, without a shred of reluctance.

Yue Chan was panic-stricken. His sharp eyes were like the brightest star in the sky, penetrating deep into her heart.

”There's no need to force it. This King said that he would not force you.”

Tuoba Fei's tone was a little cold, but deep within his indifferent gaze, there were two clusters of flames.

Yue Chanjuan's delicate body couldn't help but tremble. She raised her head and looked at Tuoba Fei. ”Your Highness still doesn't believe me?”

”Why should This King believe you?” What makes This King believe in you? ”

Yue Chan's eyes were moist as she slid down to the ground and knelt at Tuoba Fei's feet. She tightly held onto Tuoba Fei's leg. Even if it was so petty and shameless, she was still unwilling and would not let go.

Tonight, she was going to use herself as a present and offer it to Tuoba Fei as a token of her sincerity and deep affection.

”Prince …”