Murong Jiu hugged Ye Qinghuan very tightly, the height of the two was very different, and Ye Qinghuan was thin, looking behind Murong Jiu, he couldn't see a single hair of Ye Qinghuan at all.

There was silence all around, and the only thing they could hear in the forest was each other's breathing and heartbeat.

Ye Qinghuan didn't know why, when Murong Jiu's soft sigh came, the depths of her heart felt as if she had been hit hard, and a dull pain spread all over her body.

"Uncle Jiu, you won't be ......" Ye Qinghuan opened his mouth, not knowing how to describe Fang Cai Murong Jiu's soft sigh.

The dignified Nine Emperor Uncle of Dongchu, covering the sky with one hand, has amazing power, extraordinary strength, and is so noble, would he feel that he is not as good as Mu Qingmiao, a young man who is only eighteen years old?

It sounds like inferiority, but Ye Qinghuan feels that the emotion of inferiority really won't appear in her ninth uncle.

He should be high and invincible!

Murong Jiu suddenly let go of Ye Qinghuan again, looking at the shock and confusion in her eyes, the corners of her lips hooked slightly: "Huanhuan, do you think this king is old?" ”

Belch...... Old?

Ye Qinghuan carefully looked at the man in front of him, his phoenix eyes were beautiful, his black pupils were as deep as ink-colored gems, his eyebrows were picturesque enough to describe the delicacy of his facial features, and the thin diamond lips under the bridge of his nose were perfectly shaped, which made people want to taste it.

His expression was grim, but she had no doubt that he would have wrinkles when he smiled, and the skin on his face was smooth like satin, which was definitely the best skin for a twenty-six-year-old man.

However, she also knows that this world is different from the world she is in, and the girl here is an old girl who is not married at the age of eighteen, and it is difficult to get married, unless she has a good background and does not worry about marrying.

Such as...... treated her as a niece before, but she refused to give her marriage to Mu Qingmiao's Nine Emperor Uncle.

And the men in this world are all married at the age of twelve or thirteen, and it is not unusual to have a doll at the age of fifteen.

This world is in line with her impression of the real history of the past, and the age of marriage in ancient times.

"Uncle Nine is only twenty-six years old, where is he old?" Ye Qinghuan pursed her lips, she died at the age of 25 in her previous life, and her mental age is the same as his actual age!

Murong Jiu's eyes lit up slightly, his eyes flashed with a bright light like stars, and his tone became gentle: "Huanhuan really doesn't think this king is old?" ”

"I don't think so." Ye Qinghuan chuckled: "Men under the age of twenty are very naïve and unreliable. ”

Men under the age of twenty......

Murong Jiu looked at Ye Qinghuan thoughtfully for a moment, and suddenly a smile bloomed, which was absolutely beautiful and charming: "So, Huanhuan doesn't like that stinky boy?" ”

The corners of Ye Qinghuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't need to ask to know who this 'stinky boy' was referring to.

She rolled her eyes angrily: "Uncle Nine said that he was a stinky boy, how could I like him?" ”

Ye Qinghuan eats soft and not hard.

If Murong Jiu was still angrily asking her like before, maybe she would have a backlash and threw it out lightly: "Yes, I just like Mu Qingmiao, how can I drop?" ”

Then, it is estimated that she and Murong Jiu will kill each other before they fall in love.

But Murong Jiu finally set an example for her, no matter how angry he was in his heart, he still softened his momentum in front of her.

"Then Huanhuan likes this king?" The corners of Murong Jiu's mouth raised a wicked smile, Ruyu's fingers were raised, rubbing the red fluttering little face, and the bottom of his eyes was full of joy and pampering.