Qin Jiuge gently pulled Feng Ming into his arms, then continued speaking before him. "Of course. After all, you are my spouse. In my heart, you are an exceptionally, exceptionally important presence."
At this moment, Feng Ming had no interest in ruining the mood by asking whether he, Qin Jiuge, was more important in Qin Jiuge's heart, or whether his own Your Highness was more important.
He, Feng Ming, would probably never do something so foolish in his entire life.
Far too many women in this world were overly fixated on romantic love. But if they broadened their horizons, they would understand that while love between man and woman was wonderful, it still had to be kept within certain bounds.
Before it crossed that line, it was sweeter than honey, with everything going smoothly. But once it crossed that line, either party, man or woman, would grow weary of it.
The reason women usually failed to sense this was, in the overwhelming majority of cases, simply because the men had restrained themselves. Otherwise, this matter would likely have long since become known to everyone, and once it spread, things would naturally become especially ugly.
Clearly, this was the greatest difference in the way men and women thought.
No matter when, men had to consider the consequences that might arise, while women were obviously a tiny bit more carefree by comparison.
Feng Ming patted Qin Jiuge's body, signaling that he truly could leave now. And if he did not go soon, Feng Ming, unable to bear parting with him, might really shamelessly cling to him here.
When that happened, Qin Jiuge might suffer a great misfortune here as well. Being tangled up by him was not necessarily such a pleasant thing.
Feng Ming chuckled. Qin Jiuge nodded gently. "But I think