MTL - The Emperor’s Favorite Wife is a Little Sweet-Chapter 3 with a touch of tenderness

  Chapter 3 brings a touch of tenderness

   Before he could think about it, he stepped forward and pinched her chin.

   He could taste her.

   Since he was eight years old, he couldn't taste any taste, and he was quickly occupied, opening his taste buds, and at the same time hitting his heart hard.

   After drinking, He Ning closed his eyes in ecstasy.

   Is Xie Yihao here?

   She couldn't tell...she never kissed him.

   Every time before, it was just a kiss.

   She never had too close contact with Xie Yihao, she couldn't let go, but thankfully Xie Yihao didn't force it.

  After getting sick, even this kiss of water, no longer appeared between them.

   Now, is he here?

   She doesn't have much time... Even if she changes her kidneys in the future, I'm afraid she won't be able to have much close contact with him anymore.

  Thinking of this, cool tears fell from the corners of He Ning's eyes.

   As if feeling her nervousness and trembling, Shen Jingyu stretched out her calloused fingertips and stroked her face, wiping away her tears.

   Immediately afterwards, He Ning couldn't help frowning...

   is full of sweetness, but more of a nervousness and tension.

The    broken feeling forced her to open her eyes wide, wanting to take the man into her eyes.

   However, the person in sight made her heart explode.

   She saw clearly that the man beside her was not her fiancé!

   is a strange man!

   Her little face suddenly turned pale, her heart ached, and she screamed, "Who are you?"

   "I will be responsible for you!" Shen Jingyu could no longer waste time.

   Never knew what it was like to be a woman before, and he once thought he didn't need to know.

   And now, he realizes how wrong he was before.

  Meet this woman, he is needed!

   He Ning's voice was forced back.

   He Ning couldn't resist, couldn't resist, his heart tightened with pain.

   Feeling her resistance, Shen Jingyu said in a low voice, "I'm Shen Jingyu! Remember my name!"

   The well-knotted palms spread out, clasping her slender fingers, domineering, yet gentle.

  Shen Jingyu, an unfamiliar name! But He Ning seemed to have heard it somewhere, but He Ning couldn't remember.

   She couldn't bear the double blow of her body and mind, so she fainted without thinking.

  When the morning light faded, Shen Jingyu changed into a shaved formal suit, which made him, who was tall and straight, even more domineering.

   Looking at the woman who was sleeping peacefully and peacefully, he unconsciously brought a touch of contentment and tenderness into his eyebrows.

   This is the relaxation he has never had.

   (end of this chapter)