Ling Junxuan grabbed Yun Dui's waist and encircled her whole person in his arms, the height difference made his chin resting on Yun Dui's soft black hair, his body was hot and hot, and the heartbeat of "plopping and plopping" beat faster than the other, as if he was about to jump out of his throat.

Ling Junxuan initially thought that Yun Dui had rejected his wishes and chose to be General Yun who was supported by everyone. For the country, he is pleased, and for himself, he regrets.

But Yun Dui's later actions made him feel a strong joy in his heart, she didn't refuse, but she just wanted to do her part in protecting her family and defending the country. Yun Du is even more transparent than him, the Turks have not been destroyed, and the border is not peaceful, he really shouldn't be delayed in the love of his children at this time.

Yun Dui's waist is extremely thin, and when she holds it, the fragrance is soft and smooth, and it seems that it is about to slip away from her hand in the next second.

Ling Junxuan couldn't help but hug her tighter, the softness on her chest was like the top velvet wrapped in a cloud and gently rubbed against his chest, enough to turn into a fire and burn all his sanity.

Yun Du was a little caught off guard, but she was still keenly aware that Ling Junxuan was a little out of control, so she hugged him with her other hand and gently stroked his back to comfort him.

His skin was firm and pliable, and she was like caressing a glossy and warm soft stone, which made people love it.

[The male protagonist's favorability +2, two thousand bonus points. 】

After hugging for a moment, Ling Junxuan closed his eyes slightly, as if a cold immortal had fallen into the demon realm due to delusion, his magnetic voice was low and hoarse, and he could still feel a slight tremor when he spoke: "I really don't want to let you go." ”

Twilight tentatively coaxed him, "Then don't go." ”

"Nope." Ling Junxuan's voice was full of unbearable restraint, but he did not compromise his desire to keep her in the harem: "This is your choice, I respect your choice." ”

He didn't say "I", he called himself "I".

Hearing Ling Junxuan's words, many chaotic thoughts flashed through Yun Dui's mind in an instant, as well as indescribable emotions that kept surging up in his heart.

This kind of emotion can't be suppressed like mushrooms after a rain, and it is as difficult to hide the corners of her mouth that can't help but turn up.

Before the end of the world began, she heard her teacher say when she was in school that there is a difference between liking and loving, if you like a flower, you will pluck it, but if you love a flower, you will water it.

Ling Junxuan's favorability towards her was only to the extent that he liked her, but he was able to restrain himself from leaving her selfishness, and he was unwilling to cut off her wings flying out.

Twilight has seen a fable about a witch who is half an ugly witch and half a beautiful woman in a fallen city in a day, and she asks her husband if he wants to be a beauty by day or at night. Her husband expressed respect for the witch's own decision. So, the witch chooses to be a beauty all day long!

Ling Junxuan asked her, do you choose to be a general or enter the harem? I respect your decision.

That Yundui chose to be a general first, and then enter the harem!

Since he chose to let her go, she was willing to fly back to him even if she flew farther.

Yun Du nestled in Ling Junxuan's arms, exhaling like an orchid, and the words spoken in a female voice were delicate and soft, revealing unconcealed joy and girlish feelings: "Thank you for giving me what women really want." ”

"Huh?" Ling Junxuan let out a puzzled monosyllable, he had never experienced a relationship and regarded this sentence as a love sentence. He lightly imprinted a gentle kiss on Yun Dui's hair, and whispered, "Ling Junxuan, my name." Call me by my name. ”

"Jun Xuan......" Yun Dui put his name on the tip of his tongue and turned around, turning out a hot affection: "What women really want is to control their own destiny. ”