OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess Chapter 1159: Bai Zhi’er, I Like You

Feng Fuce pressed his thin lips: "I wasn’t being an to you, I was just angry."

Zhi’er’s dark eyes looked confused: "What are you angry about!"

Feng Fuce frowned: "If Guoguo were the one in the dream with you, would you have accepted him?"

"Am I no different from Guoguo?"

Zhi’er was now completely baffled.

She lifted her bewildered eyes and looked at him.

"What exactly are you talking about! You were the one who said it doesn’t count first, I was just comforting you."

"It was just a fake wedding ceremony, you didn’t take it seriously, so of course I didn’t take it seriously either. Why get angry?"

Feng Fuce’s deep eyes were cold: "Who said I didn’t take it seriously?"

Zhi’er’s beautiful eyes widened in shock: "What?"

Feng Fuce said coldly: "I said the wedding in the dream was too hasty. I told you not to consider it because I was worried you would find it too simple. I will give you a better one later."

Zhi’er felt dizzy, her face burning, and she felt like she was walking on clouds.

"Wait! Hold on!" She hurriedly supported herself on the table beside her, feeling weightless: "What better thing are you giving ?"

Seeing her like this, Feng Fuce couldn’t help but laugh: "You’ve asked many questions already. Are my words so hard to understand?"

"I said the wedding was too hasty. I will give you a better, more complete, and grander wedding ceremony."

Zhi’er’s lips parted in surprise.

After a mont, she finally said: "Feng Fuce, do you even listen to what you’re saying?"

Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows: "What’s so difficult to understand about saying I want to marry you again?"

Zhi’er: ...

Realizing he wasn’t joking, she quickly stepped back in surprise, looking at him.

"Why, why, why, are you marrying ?"

Feng Fuce narrowed his eyes: "Because I like you, not because I’m bored."

After a mont of silence, Zhi’er said: "You like ?"

Feng Fuce almost laughed out of frustration.

His laughter made Zhi’er’s cheeks even redder, burning hot.

Feng Fuce nodded, his gaze deep: "I really haven’t properly told you about this before. I wanted to wait until you’ve completed a hundred rits."

"I didn’t intend to say it now either, but hearing you say even Guoguo could do, I realized my anger at that mont must have been jealousy born from a desire to possess."

"So, it’s ti to tell you my thoughts."

"No mistake, Zhi’er, I like you."

Zhi’er’s heart was racing, her eyes shimring darkly as she looked at Feng Fuce in shock.

After a long pause, Zhi’er suddenly said: "You, you go out first! Let think, I need ti to understand your words!"

Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows: "What’s wrong? Did I say sothing unclear? You can ask ."

But Zhi’er pushed him out the door: "Go out! When I figure it out, I’ll answer you!"

With that, she swiftly shut the door, leaning back against it, her cheeks flushed and burning.

Outside, Feng Fuce paused for a mont, then let out a low laugh.

"Alright, I’ll wait for you, no matter how long it takes, I can wait."

Listening to his footsteps leaving, Zhi’er slowly walked to the bed and lay down.

Her heart was still beating fast.

Zhi’er was surprised at her reaction.

She hadn’t expected that after Feng Fuce said those words, there was a small joy deep inside her.

Although she hadn’t co of age, she knew what liking ant.

For example, Fang Youzhen likes Third Brother.

But she never thought that Feng Fuce, soone so cold and indifferent, would also like her!

After thinking for a while, Zhi’er covered her hot cheeks and flipped onto the bed—

"Oh no, I’m mortified, how will I ever face him again."