Crossdressing as a man: Tyrant, do you dare not to love me?

Chapter 162 The Secret of the Tyrant ([-])

Suddenly pulling her hand, Jun Feiyu frowned, "Are you cold? Why are your hands so cold?"

"..."

Ruan Taotao was in tears, wasn't it frozen by that mysterious uncle?
But Jun Feiyu don't hold her hand like this...

Laughing awkwardly, Ruan Taotao wanted to pull his hand back.

It's a pity that Jun Feiyu didn't let go, but wrapped her hands completely, trying to warm her hands.

this……

There was no other way, Ruan Taotao could only use some internal force, trying to pull out his hand very forcefully.

Jun Feiyu really didn't want to let go at first, but seeing Ruan Taotao's resolute attitude, his eyes darkened, and he didn't want to embarrass her anymore.

So he let go...

But Ruan Taotao is trying hard...

The result of the two incidents happening at the same time was that Ruan Taotao's legs, which were about to cramp, couldn't maintain his balance, and he would fall backwards when he fell.

Ah... She didn't want to die so ugly!
Waving her hands wildly in the air, she happened to grab Jun Feiyu's arm that he offered in confusion, stood up quickly, and rushed forward in a hurry, fearing that she would fall on the bed again.

When her frightened little heart calmed down a bit, she found that...

that……

With such a pounce just now, she threw herself into Jun Feiyu's arms.

Looking up in embarrassment, Ruan Taotao smiled dryly, "Thank you."

"Don't be so polite." Jun Feiyu didn't let go.

"...Well, would you like some tea?"

Ruan Taotao wanted to find an excuse to leave him.

"Don't drink."

Jun Feiyu looked at her with flickering eyes, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to speak.

Alarm bells rang in Ruan Taotao's heart, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that he would no longer call her "Your Majesty" when he spoke this time, but would directly call her by her name.

That uncle is still listening!
Ruan Taotao was so nervous that he broke out in a cold sweat, he quickly covered Jun Feiyu's mouth.

Frowning, Jun Feiyu looked at her suspiciously, and asked in a vague voice, "Tao..."

"Peach blossom tea? Alright, I'll order someone to make it for you!"

Frowning even tighter, Jun Feiyu realized something was wrong.

What should we do now?
It seems that I can only confess... well, anyway, Jun Feiyu is not a bad person.

(End of this chapter)