The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"Huangfulian, wait!"

"What's the matter?" Huang Fulian stopped and turned her head, just in time to catch Jiang Nanyan who was rushing towards her, and hugged her tightly.

He hooked his lips, his face was full of joy, "Why, you miss me so soon?"

"No!" Jiang Nanyan blushed, took a small step back, shook off the cloak in her hand, tiptoed to put it on Huangfulian's shoulders, and carefully tied the belt for him, "It's so cold, your I'm still sick, so I need to wear two more clothes so I won't get sick."

Jiang Nanyan was fastening the belt for Huangfulian, while thinking about it, she didn't see Huangfulian's black eyes at all, and because of her mumbled confession, it became softer and softer. [

Huang Fulian looked at her deeply, "So worried about this king?"

His tone was very light, as sweet as swallowing honey.

"Of course!" Jiang Nanyan, who was tying her belt, didn't see Huangfulian's gaze, and answered naturally, "We are getting married soon, and from now on, your body will be under my control."

After fastening the belt, Jiang Nanyan nodded and was about to withdraw her hand.

Unexpectedly, before she had time to withdraw, Huang Fulian reached out her hand even faster, took her hand, and put it to her lips to kiss.

"Huang, Huangfulian...you, what are you doing?" Jiang Nanyan asked stammeringly, her face was so red that it was unreasonably hot, as if something was burning on her cheeks.