The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"Don't worry about why I'm asking that, just answer my question first!" Jiang Nanyan stretched out her hand, playing with the black hair on Huangfulian's chest, occasionally grabbing his hair together with hers, repeating it on her fingers around.

"Yan'er." Huang Fulian helped Jiang Jiangnan Yan, looking straight at her with deep black pupils.

"What's the matter? Is this question difficult to answer?" Jiang Nanyan pursed her lips and asked in a tense voice.

She knew she was being silly for asking that question.

But tomorrow, the two will get married, Jiang Nanyan couldn't bear it, and wanted to make sure what Huang Fulian was thinking. [

After all, marriage is a lifetime event.

Now she doesn't mind that Huangfulian loves the original owner of this body, but that doesn't mean she won't mind in the future.

So, it's better to ask clearly.

Huang Fulian looked at her steadfastly, without speaking.

After a while, he raised his hand and caressed Jiang Nanyan's tender face. His fingertips slowly slid from her cheeks to her tightly biting red lips, and gently pushed them away.

Jiang Nanyan looked at him nervously, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

"It's not difficult to answer." Huangfu Lian shook her head.

"Then why did you..."

"I was just thinking, why did you suddenly ask me this question?"

"I'm just asking casually." Jiang Nanyan's eyes flickered slightly.

"No matter what you become, whether you are the original you, or whether you will become someone else, this king will love you until death."