All of Fang Yu's jest and anger dissipated in this moment.
The heart of a woman is as elusive as a needle at the bottom of the sea.
Even Fang Yu, who had seen numerous beauties of the world, was at a loss when faced with Ye Wenjun's tearful embrace.
Her body trembled, her breaths coming in short and rapid bursts.
Fang Yu did not know how to comfort her.
The memories of the Dragon Emperor were of no use at this moment.
In his previous life, the Dragon Emperor, though he had fallen into countless tender embraces, had never really considered a woman's thoughts, always remaining aloof, always with others serving him. He had no understanding of a woman's emotions, no need to consider their feelings...
But now—
Times have changed.
Even though Fang Yu possesses the terrifying memories and experiences of the Dragon Emperor, they were now worthless.
Fang Yu lifted his hand and patted her on the shoulder.
"There, there... you've soaked my clothes with your tears."
"..."
