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He couldn't help but cover his face with his hands, and a shy voice came out from between his fingers, ”You're all mine, sacrifice anything you want.”

Gu Mingxuan seemed to enjoy these words. He squinted his eyes and took away the hand Mu Zhihuan used to cover her face.

”But didn't someone also say that he wanted me to be moved by her?”

Now you know how to use these words to stop me? Mu Zhihuan felt that she had just lifted a rock and threw it at her own foot.

What should he do now? After all, he couldn't let her say to Gu Mingxuan, ”I don't want to be touched, lend me some money.”

Even if Gu Mingxuan was really willing to lend it to his, she wouldn't be able to do it himself.

Lowering her head, Mu Zhihuan did not dare to look at Gu Mingxuan's face.

”Then... That... I think it's enough to be moved or something. ”

Seeing her blushing crimson red to the tips of her ears, Gu Mingxuan clearly had no intention of letting her go.

”Oh?” Gu Mingxuan smiled charmingly: ”Then, you are willing to become my wife?”

Mu Zhihuan, who had been forced into a corner, could only close her eyes and nod continuously. She practically felt that her face must be as red as a cooked crab when she looked at it.

Satisfied, Gu Mingxuan looked at the woman in his arms and finally nodded his head.

His hand grabbed Mu Zhihuan's lower jaw and kissed down deeply.

She was almost powerless to resist. Mu Zhihuan felt that her breathing had stopped, and his heart was thumping hard. It was so noisy.

After a long, long time until Mu Zhihuan felt that she was about to die from this sweet kiss, Gu Mingxuan finally let go of her.

Gu Mingxuan's breathing became a little hurried, and the strength of the hand that was caressing Mu Zhihuan's cheek could not help but increase.

”Mu Zhihuan, I like you. I hope that you can be my Crown Princess, my son's mother, my empress, and my only love.”

Hearing the low and magnetic words, Mu Zhihuan finally raised her head that she had not dared to raise due to shyness.

In the blink of an eye, he had met with those pitch-black pupils. Inside, Mu Zhihuan could see a seriousness that he had never shown before, as well as an extremely deep hidden gentleness.

Opening her mouth, Mu Zhihuan felt as if she had been bewitched, and gently replied with a ”En”.

Having lived two lives, she had never experienced such a sense of security from anyone. Therefore, when facing such a serious Gu Mingxuan, Mu Zhihuan was no longer unreasonable.

She liked this man. This was a type of love that she had never experienced before in her two lives.

Such warmth, such gentleness.