The pink A-line T-shirt matched with a black bodycon skirt was cool and simple.
Feifei was dressed very cool, but Yang Gang's heart was scorching hot.
Since he had tricked Gu Xiaorou into bed six months ago, Yang Gang hadn't touched another woman.
"Feifei, the Longqi Empire is lacking a little heir," Yang Gang said with ill intentions. "As the old saying goes, without a crown prince, the empire is unstable."
"I am still young, no rush," Yang Fei replied calmly.
Now Yang Fei was no longer the naive girl who was easily duped by Yang Gang five years ago; she saw right through the wicked plans in his heart.
"You may not be in a hurry, but the citizens of the empire are," Yang Gang said as he unconsciously moved closer to Yang Fei and whispered hot breaths into her ear: "Moreover, does a queen not need a man?"
Feeling the hot breath by her ear, Yang Fei also felt somewhat flustered.
Does a queen not need a man?
The answer was obviously no.