The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife

Xi Xinyi said, the whole person posted it, and Han Yifeng clung tightly. The small face was also attached to his wide back. He sucked his nose and muttered. "No matter what, I will not let go. , Yi Feng, I know that you are still angry... This is my fault, so I don't blame you, how can you do it, but it can't block my determination to follow you!"

Xi Xinyi spoke very affectionately, with a faint tear in her eyes, surrounded by Han Yifeng's waist, and her body was carefully approached to his front, tearful eyes looked at Han Yifeng, and she was deeply affectionate. "It used to be yours." I, in the future, I will move you, and I will follow you... No matter what the Cape is, I will accompany you to the end, I hope that you will not give up everything between us... Love you, better than everything, Yi Feng..."

Han Yifeng has not spoken, and he is silently watching the Xin Xiyi who is talking to him. When he hears the following words, the light in his eyes is unpredictable and deep--

He was hesitating at this time. At this moment, Xi Xinyi said the truth, or did he still regard him as the hero of the play?

He couldn't see Xi Xinyi a bit, and he couldn't tell which side was the real one.

However, Xi Xinyi did not make him think too much. Seeing that his face seemed to ease, he kissed his thin lips and rubbed his hands. His hands also let go of his waist and ringed toward his neck. Open his cold, cold lips...

"Yi Feng... Don't refuse me... Don't reject me... I really need you, don't leave me... Let everything be the past, we will be fine."

Xi Xinyi whimpered, the fragile voice filled with sorrow, desperately leaning against him, to capture his warmth, kiss him, the jade hand uneasy to explore his clothes room, a few times I opened a few buttons on his shirt, revealing a large piece of strong chest...

Han Yifeng stood quietly, did not move, let the heart sway, and the hands that fell on the side of the body slightly tightened. I don’t know how much effort I spent, I slowly lifted it up, and gently surrounded her. Waist...

When Xi Xinyi saw it, the jade hand went to his waist and tried to untie the belt around his waist. However, her movement was stopped by Han Yifeng in time.

"Yi Feng..."

Xi Xinyi stunned and quickly looked up at him, with some unspeakable repressed pain in his eyes.

"Your body is not suitable now, rest early, I will go back to take a shower."

Han Yifeng took a deep breath and looked at her, Shen Sheng.

Xi Xinyi just bite the rich red lips and look at him. After a while, he took a breath and said, "I'm sorry, I miss you too much... then you go up and wash it, I will do something for you. It’s delicious, it’s very tired to see you.”

Han Yifeng nodded and no longer refused. "Don't be too tired, beware."

After dropping such a sentence, I went upstairs.

Hearing his words, Xi Xinyi smiled slightly, and the long-lost heart finally eased some of them -

He also knows to care about her, then, he still cares about her, just now, he still has some reaction, isn't it?

Watching his back disappeared in front of his eyes, Xi Xinyi took a breath and turned and walked toward the kitchen.

......

Han Yifeng went upstairs and removed his clothes. He took a nightgown and went straight to the bathroom. The bathtub was filled with water, and the whole person went to the bathtub.

The water inside is cold water.

It has been a long time, and only this time, he feels that the whole person is awake, his mind is empty, and the whole person is also relaxed.

I can't go back to the past...

I can't go back anymore...

Whether it is him and summer night, or he and the present Xi Xinyi, some cracks once they are generated, they can no longer be filled, ridiculously, between him and summer night...

It seems that there is no time to give him a chance to mourn, she has already turned around.

Maybe, feelings are like this, how to love deeply, that person will still be able to stand in the same place after all, whether waiting for your return, or waiting for your confession, or waiting for your ‘sorry! ’

Han Yifeng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't know why he used to look like this time. When he thought of these pasts, he felt very uncomfortable and uncomfortable with a suffocating feeling of depression.

What else can you say? What should he do?

He can't find the answer.

He kept telling himself in his heart, insist, Han Yifeng, the past can only be the past, you should let go of all tolerance once again, after all, you have lost your heart, and your heart is still in your stomach... and, summer The night has already been married to Mu Xiaochen. They are very good and very loving. Everyone can only be like two parallel lines that never cross each other...

However, every time he told himself in his heart, his chest was pinched once, and the whole heart was stretched with a painful suffocation, so uncomfortable...

Happiness, these two words are very simple and easy to write. He has always expected him to work hard to get it. He can get it. He has told him many times that he loves Xi Xinyi, so even if she is, he Should also be tolerant and understanding, they are married and have children, he should also be very happy.

However, now that everything has changed, even he himself does not know, and now tastes these, or the past scene, it is such a tasteless.

......

How far is happiness?

No one knows, but it will not be too far!

Mu Xiaochen firmly believes!

The two men were distorted and warmed each other. He was a little reluctant to let her temperature. When she loosened it a little, she felt a sense of emptiness.

There are a lot of addictive things. Tell her, her breath, her temperature may be one of them. Every day she gets close to each other, she penetrates a little more. He has to believe that her influence on him. Far more than his imagination.

He leaned over and, by the soft warm light of the dim, quietly staring at her who had already slept, for a long time, he raised his hand and touched her head with some pity, low, "Good night, my Witch!"

After dropping such a sentence, he gently opened the quilt, slowly got out of bed, picked up the robe on the ground and put it on his body, carefully licking the quilt, then left the bedroom and went to the study.

The news that Amo came back from the B city needs him to deal with it as soon as possible. These days, he has long discovered that if he does not sleep, she will stay with her. Sometimes she looks at her sitting on the sofa and staring at the picture. The book page is half an hour old, has been dozing off, but still stubbornly insisted, and he is also the same person who used to sleep late, before meeting her, busy until two or three in the morning is common, but since the embarrassing After she, he rarely stayed up late...