Being pulled by Ling Yuan's sudden and vigorous pull, Feng Jiao's feet were unstable, and she fell into Ling Yuan's arms all of a sudden, and was hugged by him and pressed to his legs.

Since she was cursed and turned into a little white cat, there have been many opportunities for this kind of intimate contact between her and him.

As long as the two of them were outside, he almost always hugged her.

However, those contacts were when her body remained in the form of a little white cat!

It was the first time in two lives that she had been tightly imprisoned by a man like this, and it was the first time she had sat on a man's lap!

Feng Jiao's face couldn't help but flush.

"Meow Daxian, what are you doing? Don't let me go yet! ”

"I don't!" He tightly imprisoned her, so that she had nowhere to escape, and those black and purple eyes revealed a deep affection and a little grievance: "You...... You already know who I am, but you don't say anything. You know my heart for you, why do you have to torture me like this, make me nervous, make me restless, make me afraid that I will lose you, for fear that you will ignore me......"

Feng Jiao was stunned: "How could I ignore you?" Also, when did I torture you? Didn't I make you a fragrant supper? ”

Seeing Ling Yuan looking at herself with aggrieved and pitiful eyes, she said with a feeling: "No wonder you looked preoccupied when you ate just now, didn't you even taste the taste of big buns?" Do you feel a little disrespectful to the people who work hard to cook for you? ”

"Hmph, don't try to get away with gags. You obviously know that I am Emperor Zichen, why...... Why didn't you even have a word of questioning, you made me very uneasy. Ling Yuan said.

He never knew that he was such an insecure person.

He was afraid that he would go back to the time when he was alone without her and without the delicacies she cooked, and he was alone, tossing and turning in sleepless nights, tasting the taste of sleeplessness alone.

Feng Jiao was stunned.

She didn't question him, could it be her fault?!

What kind of divine logic is this!

By now, she finally knew why Lao Qin, who was the Immortal Emperor of the Central Domain, was so respectful and fearful of their family's Meow Great Immortal.

She also knew why Jiang Nanlei was like a wild bee and a butterfly, a moth to a fire, and she wanted to get close to Ling Yuan at all costs and become his wife.

The wife of Emperor Zichen, I am afraid, for most women in this world, means supremacy and boundless power.

It's a pity that she has lived in a free and equal world for so long, and she is not so attached to what most women want.

She only felt that relying on what others got was not as safe as what she earned through her own hands.

Most of the new women of modern times believe in this saying.

The man you choose may betray you, but the money you earn will not work hard for your career.

And so is her worldview.

"Uh, that, aren't you deliberately hiding your identity in front of me, aren't you afraid that once your identity is exposed, it will bring trouble to me and our Fengfu Wine Shop?" She hesitated slightly, pursed her lips, and asked.