Under the light of the ambiguous candle flame, Jiang Qingli wore a red mandarin duck belly pocket on his upper body, and the red color reflected the skin of the frost and snow like congealed cream.

Under the snow-white fragrant neck, the red frenulum climbed up the delicate collarbone, the long black hair was scattered, a few strands of green silk hung down on the chest, the plump and upright, and the waist that was full of limbs......

These spring colors, which can only be seen in dreams, suddenly appeared in front of him, causing a certain degree of visual impact on Jing Yuan.

When he came to his senses, he was already standing in front of her, and his hands were on the round shoulders of incense.

The warm and tender touch of his palm made his breathing short, and the tip of his nose could even smell the unique fragrance that belonged to her, and his lower body was suddenly swollen and uncomfortable.

The man's phoenix eyes were deep, and he stared at the pair of eyes that could be called unwavering: "Are you really willing?" ”

Jiang Qingli turned her face away, her gaze fell to the side, and she said coldly: "If you don't want to, you won't touch me?" ”

"I ......" A trace of pain appeared in his eyes, Jing Yuan felt extremely bitter, he put down his hand in loss and disappointment, "If you don't want to, I won't force you." ”

Jiang Qingli turned his face, looked at him with a sneer, and couldn't help but say sarcastically: "Then why didn't you ask Your Majesty if I wanted to marry when you first asked His Majesty for marriage?" Don't you think you're hypocritical? What's the use of saying that you don't force me now? ”

"I ......" Jing Yuan was speechless when questioned, he wanted to explain, but in the face of her at this moment, his usual eloquence disappeared without a trace.

Jiang Qingli thought of the task with a worrying future, and was all disturbed by the man in front of him, and he still put on this posture! The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and walked to the bed with her arms folded without saying a word.

"Ruxuan, don't be angry, I promise that I will be good to you in this life, I promise you whatever you want." Seeing that she didn't care about herself, Jing Yuan immediately panicked and raised his heels behind her.

Jiang Qingli stood still in front of the bed, she turned around and looked at the man in front of her, her face was thin red, her expression was anxious, her eyes were flustered, and she was gentle and elegant on weekdays, and Sven's calm appearance was like two people.

This guy should have had quite a bit of a bar tonight? Otherwise, how could he have said this.

"You promise whatever I want?" She suddenly smiled.

Jing Yuan looked at her extremely rare smile and muttered, "Yes, as long as I can do it." ”

"I want Wen Xinlan to be ruined, do you agree?" Jiang Qingli stared at his eyes that suddenly became clear, and sneered in his heart, the man really said it nicely.

"Why are you obsessed with her?" When Jing Yuan heard her request, he was really sober a little, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, because he has always liked Cheng Zhengrong, is he still jealous of Wen Xinlan?

Even if she marries him, even if tonight should be their cave room candle night, even if there is no possibility between her and Cheng Zhengrong, does she still want to deal with Wen Xinlan?

Jiang Qingli replied coldly: "I hate her, and there is only this one request, it doesn't matter if you don't help me, I will find a way to do it myself." ”

Jing Yuan smiled bitterly, and it took him a long time before he spoke with difficulty: "Okay, I promise you to let her be ruined, but ...... You have to grant me a request as well. ”

"What requirements?"

He grabbed her wrist, stared into her eyes, and said seriously: "From now on, treat me as your husband and your husband, and don't worry about other men in your heart in the future." ”

Jiang Qingli was stunned, is it so simple?

"As long as you can do what I say, I promise you."