"Emperor, I feel a little uncomfortable."
Lu Youyou didn't know what was wrong with her. She subconsciously wrapped her arms around the Emperor's neck.
He fell into the Emperor's embrace, and his body hung on the Emperor's body as if he had no bones.
The Emperor's eyes darkened, and his breathing became heavier.
The little girl pressed against him without any hindrance, and Emperor Ziwei instantly stood up straight.
He reached out a hand and wrapped it around her waist.
"No, yo yo." Just as the string in Monarch Zi Wei's mind was about to burst, he saw the little girl's blank and clear eyes and his rationality instantly returned.
Lu Youyou was confused. What couldn't she do?
She lay in the Emperor's arms and did not want to move at all, as if she was too lazy to muster up any strength.
The Emperor had used up all his strength to restrain himself.
"Yo, yo, I haven't proposed to your parents yet."