After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

"Are you confessing to me?"

Wan Ning's round eyes like a deer revealed a clear look. She fluttered her long eyelashes as if she understood, which made her look more charming and naive without her realizing it. She asked frankly.

"Yes!" His slender fingers wrapped around her arms easily. He held Wan Ning tightly, fearing that she would run away at this moment. Ziheng blurted out the words buried in his heart: "I don't want to continue to be so unclear and unclear. I don't want to be worried every day that you will leave suddenly, and I can't do anything, and I don't have time to tell you how much I miss you. If you stay here for one day, I will stay with you for one more day. If you stay here for a year, I will stay with you for a year. I will not regret it after you leave, because all this is what I want."

"Ziheng, I..." Wan Ning blinked, not knowing how to start, nor how much he knew.

"Yanyan, I like you, and I will always be with you." This time when he came here to see Wan Ning, Ziheng originally only wanted to speak out his true feelings. Now that he had spoken out his true feelings, he had nothing to regret. He slowly released Wan Ning's hand but was reluctant to look away. He was also worried that his sudden confession would bring her psychological pressure. Seeing her silent expression, Ziheng added: "Yanyan, I know now is not a good time, but I still selfishly want you to know my true feelings, and I also greedily want to know your answer. But no matter what you plan to do, I will be with you."

After saying this, Ziheng deliberately forced out a relieved smile, wanting to make Wan Ning not feel entangled because of his words. He leaned over and bent down so that his face was even lower than hers, raised his face and met Wan Ning's eyes, and asked softly with love in his eyes: "Is this okay, Yanyan?"

From childhood to adulthood, Wan Ning has received her grandmother's "rough but meticulous" love. She has never felt the attention and love of others. She is always in a situation of being ignored, but she needs to be independent in her life. Therefore, her personality is more twisted than others. Sometimes she is proactive and direct, and sometimes she becomes timid, closed and cautious. Ziheng's meticulous care makes Wan Ning reluctant to let go, but she is both excited and afraid about the future life, and tears fall from her red eyes.

Wan Ning was speechless for a moment. She had so many words in her heart that she wanted to talk to Ziheng quietly. But she couldn't do that at this moment. Tears replaced words and she responded to him instinctively. Ziheng felt distressed when he saw it, and he blamed himself for saying these words at this time. He suppressed his guilt and gently pressed one hand against her chin and lifted it up slightly. With the other hand, he half-clenched his index finger with a slightly distinct joint and slid it across her cheek to wipe away her tears.

Wan Ning stared at him with wet eyes like a deer, full of grievances, and she remained silent until she slowly stopped crying. Ziheng also looked at her with loving eyes, and still did not forget to gently wipe her tears. Seeing that she had improved, he wiped her tears with his hands and pushed the messy hair behind her ears. His fingers did not stop and passed over her ears to support her head from behind, trying to give her some support in this way.

"Don't cry, don't cry. If you don't like it, I won't ask you again. Is that okay?" Ziheng hugged her cautiously with some distance. One hand continued to support the back of her head and his fingers gently stroked her hair, while the other hand gently patted her shoulder to comfort her.

Wan Ning's love in her heart still overcame her timidity and inferiority. She raised her arms and hugged Ziheng's waist, her chin resting on his chest, her heartbeat was particularly loud in this silent night. The two of them hugged each other tacitly for a minute. At this time, Wan Ning still managed her emotions, kept hugging his waist and raised her head to look at him, her eyes still red.

"I heard your heartbeat."

Ziheng did not answer, and the hand that patted Wan Ning's shoulder moved slowly down behind his back until it touched the hand that was holding him. He held Wan Ning's hand and brought it to his chest, holding it over his heart so that she could feel his heartbeat.

One, two, three... She felt Ziheng's accelerated heartbeat, as if it was in sync with her breathing.

"Who said I don't like it?" Wan Ning said shyly.

"Yanyan, what do you like?" Ziheng lowered his head and looked at her affectionately.

Wan Ning stood on tiptoe, put her mouth close to his ear, and replied softly: "I like you, I mean, Ziheng, I like you too."

The moment he heard the answer, Ziheng couldn't help but smile. When the window paper was completely broken, their heartbeats accelerated together, and for a moment they couldn't tell each other apart.

Wan Ning hugged him and gently leaned her head on his shoulder, too shy to raise her head to look at his face. At this moment, everything seemed like a dream, and she seemed to be worried that she would suddenly wake up and the dream would end. A few minutes later, Wan Ning remembered how he had kissed her hard just now, so she shyly stroked the corner of her mouth with her fingers, recalling the scene at that time.

Looking at Ziheng again, he still couldn't believe that what he asked for had been answered at this moment. He was extremely grateful and excited, with a smile on his face. He still held her tightly in his hands, but was afraid that he would scare her by being too rough. It seemed that he had already begun to imagine his future life in his heart.

"Yanyan, thank you."

The two of them stood up in tacit understanding and looked at each other affectionately, with smiles on their lips. At this time, Wan Ning stood on tiptoes again and took the initiative to ask Zi Heng for a kiss. Zi Heng also lowered his head and gently accepted her kiss. The moment their lips touched, they both smiled at the same time. Different from the previous competitive plundering, this time both of them were extremely gentle and cooperative, always able to respond to each other just right. This long kiss of mutual affection ended with Wan Ning lightly touching his lips.

Wan Ning took his hand and led him to sit on a chair beside the table. She also sat down next to him, holding his arm and leaning lightly on his shoulder. Ziheng hugged her from behind, and the two took this opportunity to talk.

"Why didn't you come to see me for two days after that rooftop incident? I thought you regretted giving me the butterfly jade pendant?"

Ziheng picked up the butterfly jade pendant on the table, and kept the posture of hugging her while they looked at the butterfly jade pendant together. Ziheng still said gently: "I was here, but I didn't dare to look at you. Yanyan, will you laugh at me?"

"How could that be?" Wan Ning suddenly grinned and added, "Coward."

Ziheng was not angry, he just thought she was so cute, and a sweet smile appeared on his lips again, explaining: "I am afraid that you will be 'confused' under the influence of alcohol and regret it when you wake up. Yanyan, I wish my wish would come true. I wish I could see you every day."

As he spoke, Ziheng took her hand and couldn't help stroking the back of her hand. Wan Ning pulled her hand back, turned her face away and retorted coquettishly: "Humph, I didn't expect you to be so slick, Ziheng."

Ziheng tilted his head to look at her, gently held her chin to make her look into his eyes, and then expressed his feelings very sincerely: "I speak from the bottom of my heart."

"Then when I find a way to go home, will you definitely send me back?"

"Yanyan, can you take me back with you? Is that okay?"

Wan Ning suddenly sat up straight and looked into his eyes seriously: "Don't joke, this is very important to me. If I can go back, will you let me go or trap me?"

"I love you. Although I am reluctant to let you go, you are a free bird. If I could, I would personally send you back, and I am grateful that I have a special memory with this beautiful bird."

"What about when I'm gone? Will you still think of me?"