The wild spring night of playing dragons and phoenixes came to a successful end for the Nth time after N hours. Mo Yuzhuang took a clean handkerchief and lay back on the couch to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

"Yuzhuang~"

The woman lying beside her didn't sleep very well. She would wake up in a hurry within a quarter of an hour after closing her eyes.

The woman put her paws on Mo Yuzhuang's chest and rubbed it disobediently.

"Still want?"[

Mo Yuzhuang suddenly stopped wiping sweat and glanced sideways at the suspected habitual criminal who was waiting for an opportunity to commit a crime on her chest.

"Hmm~"

The habitual criminal pursed his lips in satisfaction, nodded in his sleep, continued his movements, and persisted in committing the crime.

"Ha! It seems that Yuzhuang really needs to find some people to exercise in her free time."

The handkerchief fell out of his hand and fell to the ground silently.

Mo Yuzhuang grabbed Leng Yuhan's hand, put it on her lips and kissed her softly, laughing at herself.

"Don't touch anyone else! No woman is allowed to touch except me."

Sleeping lightly, the habitual criminal leaned into Mo Yuzhuang's warm embrace and opened his eyes. The originally dull and dull eyes disappeared at some point, replaced by something as pure and clear as a spring.

The spotless ink color, the spiritual sparkle of the empty valley, and the smoky smell of vinegar blinked in front of Mo Yuzhuang's eyes, as if to see what happened.

"So domineering?"

Holding the habitual criminal in his arms, Mo Yuzhuang feels relieved by the possessiveness of the habitual criminal.

"Yeah! Yuzhuang belongs to Yaner alone."

Lying on Mo Yuzhuang's chest, his ears could hear only Mo Yuzhuang's heartbeat. Leng Yuhan selfishly wanted to take this heartbeat as his own and not allow others to share it.

"Haha, Yuzhuang has always been Yan'er's only, isn't it?"

Ten years ago, the marriage was tied with a red rope, and it seemed not easy to break it apart.

"Then why did you tear up what I gave you?"

Leng Yuhan's heart ached inexplicably when Mo Yuzhuang tore the red heart in half and threw it in front of her.

"Then why does Yan'er pretend to have lost his mind?"

Things that you don't want to remember will always be ignored. Mo Yuzhuang also has a question that she wants to know the answer to.[

"I asked first."

Leng Yuhan protested!

"Yan'er didn't say that Yu Zhuang must answer first!"

The protest is invalid!

It was dismissed by Mo Yuzhuang.

"I'm afraid. The darkness where I can't see anything, the coldness of the blood on the ground, the broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, and the stiff tongue in the person's head! I was frightened for a moment, and I only cared about my own thoughts and feelings.

, I want to hide under Yuzhuang’s protection and selfishly enjoy a life without bloodshed or pain. It’s me who sucks! Confession is over! It’s your turn.”

Even if you are holding it in, you are holding it in. It would be better to say it out and feel better.

It was quite good these days to pretend to be crazy and act stupid, but Leng Yuhan knew that the person who was suffering was Mo Yuzhuang and Shangguan Lin, who rushed over immediately after hearing the news.

"Yuzhuang didn't say that Yan'er answered and Yuzhuang had to answer!"

After taking Leng Yuhan's words, Mo Yuzhuang completely passed the responsibility for refusing to answer the question.

"You're lying! Come on and tell me honestly, why did you tear up what I gave you? Tell you, I will be lenient if you confess, and resist Cong Yan! I advise you to strive for my leniency to you as soon as possible, do you understand?"

The arrival of Shangguan Lin made Leng Yuhan think that war is war, and reality is still reality.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!

We cannot just hide in a world without war. Some things must be resolved and there is no room for tolerance or negotiation.

"I don't remember."

The voice was calm and without traces. Mo Yuzhuang looked at the green roof of the tent and answered slowly.

"You don't want to remember it, are you afraid of feeling distressed?"

sad.

Leng Yuhan saw a trace of sadness that was not easily noticed in Mo Yuzhuang's eyes.

"Feeling distressed? Yan'er...do you care?"

After a long time, Mo Yuzhuang stopped looking at the ceiling and looked at Leng Yuhan.

"Since you don't believe in my feelings for you, why do you still take care of me meticulously and don't expose my selfishness?" [

After the grief, there is deep despair.

Leng Yuhan never thought that a man like Mo Yuzhuang, who could change the clouds and rain with one hand, would show such humble and cowardly despair because of a woman.

"Because Yuzhuang loves Yan'er, but Yan'er only likes Yuzhuang who dresses up as Shangguan Lin's shadow. Yan'er has never really loved Yuzhuang. What Yan'er really yearns for in her heart has always been General Shangguan, right?"

No one would have thought that after the passion has passed, there will be such a dramatic reversal!

"Do you still remember what I said to you that day?"

"Yan'er said you don't want to be the shadow of General Shangguan anymore."

Many days have passed since the incident, and when I think of it again, Mo Yuzhuang's heart still hurts so much that it cannot be described in words.

"Yuzhuang, do you want to hear what this king says next?"

Breaking out of Mo Yuzhuang's arms, Leng Yuhan asked extremely seriously.

"Does Yan'er want to leave after Yuzhuang?"

Reduced to such a pitiable state?

Mo Yuzhuang smiled lightly, with a bit of bitterness in her smile.

"Yuzhuang is wrong. The reason why I don't want you to be Lin's shadow anymore is because I hope that Yuzhuang can stand beside me with her true identity and accept my love for you openly. No.

Shangguan Lin, it’s just Mo Yuzhuang. It’s just the lover that I want to cherish, have, and protect for the rest of my life. Yuzhuang, can you understand what I mean?”

There are no gorgeous words, no exaggerated modifications, only the most ordinary and simple expressions.

Leng Yuhan didn't know if the expression he was looking at Mo Yuzhuang now was worthy of Mo Yuzhuang's belief, but he had to try his best in everything, right?

"What?"

The throbbing rose and fell like the tide, and Mo Yuzhuang's sinking despair seemed to have changed into an illusory color.

"Yan'er, say it again! Say it again, okay?"

Is the fish crossing the dragon gate a perfect achievement?
Chapter completed!