Beloved trump wife: unscrupulous prince calm concubine

Chapter 512 Three days and three nights! (6)

Stay in bed for three days and three nights! (6)

And it, being close to Shen Fengchu, came for no reason, especially after arriving in the northwest, it seemed to be fighting with Xiao Hei, but in fact it was intimate. All these made Yun Chu more sure of his guess, she just I can't figure out the ins and outs of this.

"why?!"

"I don't know, I just thought that you looked so lonely when you left the beach alone!" Shen Fengchu smiled, "I started to like you at that time, you should still remember, I said, I liked you for a long time, right? ?”

"Really?!" Yun Chu was delighted.

I always thought that there was a small grudge in her heart, and I often wondered whether he liked her or the former Yunchu.

Of course Yun Chu didn't want to, as he existed as a stand-in.

She hoped that what he loved was her, the real her!

"Of course it's true!" Shen Fengchu gently rubbed her face with her fingertips, "That day, I followed you all the way into the city and into the Yun Mansion, only to be sure that you are Yun Chu, although I have seen you several times before. Once, but I always felt that you were different at that time. The next day, when I saw you going to the dog market, I had an idea and took Xiao Bai to a peddler. Unexpectedly, you really fell in love with him at a glance. At that time, I knew that you and I should be the same person!"

The same is hidden.

His dandyism is a disguise, and her badness is also a disguise.

When Yun Chu's heart moved, he probably would not have thought that she was not pretending, but that she was no longer that Yun Chu.

She hesitated, whether to tell him the truth.

"actually……"

"Now is not the time to chat!"

His fingers slid onto her chin, and flames were already burning in his eyes.

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(End of this chapter)