The Emperor’s Favorite Wife is a Little Sweet

   Chapter 2982 I registered

   Fang Lan looked up at him, and found that he had a lot of stubble on his chin recently. The man who was always clean and tidy turned out to be a little slovenly.

   She reached out and touched his chin, and was caught by Zhuang Shihao.

   "Lan Lan, there is something I want to tell you."

   "Well, you say it."

  Zhuang Shihao was indeed a little hard to tell. He pretended to be Bai Jingru for many days. From that trumpet, he knew Fang Lan's joys, sorrows and sorrows in an unrighteous way, as well as the change of her feelings towards him.

   And because of this, he got the most important opportunity.

  However, he can't always use this way to explore her heart and cheat to get her feelings.

   "Lan Lan, actually Bai Jingru's WeChat..."

   Fang Lan looked into his eyes.

  Zhuang Shihao finally said, "I registered."

"So you don't know Bai Jingru at all, or you deliberately added me and used this identity to approach me. When I was abroad, it was because of this that you were able to know my situation in the first place?" Fang Lan asked calmly. .

  Zhuang Shihao would rather she be angry, at least that way, to prove that she has emotions and feelings, rather than what she is now, as if nothing happened, but the undercurrent is hidden deep.

   "Lan Lan." Zhuang Shihao lowered his head, his whole body was shrouded in gloom, "At that time I had no choice, I was too afraid of losing you."

  He looked up: "My fault, I am willing to bear it."

  Fang Lan was just expressionless.

   In fact, when she found out about the trumpet, she was really angry and angry.

   But she also knew that there were a lot of last resorts.

   In the past few days, her mentality has become calm, and the man in front of her, she has long known that she has given her heart and lungs, he voluntarily admits, and she can't get angry.

   "Okay, it's alright." Fang Lan said calmly, the milk in her hand was almost cold, and she planned to warm it up.

  Zhuang Shihao thought she was disappointed and wanted to leave, so he reached out and grabbed her, wrapping him directly in his arms: "Fang Lan!"

   "I'm going to warm up some milk."

   "Don't leave me." The man's voice was low and dull, with a strong sense of uncertainty.

   Fang Lan put down the cup, and then realized that she seemed to have done something wrong?

   "What's the matter with you?" Fang Lan asked softly, he did seem to be quite haggard, and he was surrounded by a layer of sadness.

  Zhuang Shihao lowered his head and kissed her lips, forcing her to the corner of the balcony, a little eagerly, he held her down, and put her on his body.

   It seems that in this way, she can prove that she belongs to her.

  Fang Lan indulged in it, but was a little annoyed: "Zhuang Shihao, you didn't take any measures..."

   "I want you to be like this." Zhuang Shihao's voice was suppressed, and he buried his head in her shoulder.

   Fang Lan couldn't refuse, and whispered, "Don't do this... Youyou and the others are coming back..."

  The man does not stop.

   Afraid of Youyou's return, and unable to resist the sweetness, Fang Lan's body and mind were tense when she suddenly heard a knock on the door.

   she exclaimed.

   This slight movement made Zhuang Shihao stagnate.

   However, the knock on the door soon died down, as if someone had knocked on the wrong door.

  Fang Lan was taken aback by this, lost his mind, and whispered, "Husband...husband."

  Zhuang Shihao replied in a low voice: "Well. He said he would never leave me..."

   (end of this chapter)