Chapter 195: An old friend comes: play with her and kiss 1
"Let me just say, you are not a weak woman. You and I are about to get married. Shouldn't you tell me your real name? After all, this is going to be included in the royal family tree, so you can't put your fake name on it, right?" I said
I just walked a little away from Mu Yiqing, and the next moment, he hugged me from behind.
I wanted to struggle, but I couldn't use any strength. I shouted in a low voice: "Hey, men and women can't understand each other, please let me go."
"If you move again, I'll tap your acupuncture points and we'll go straight to the bridal chamber to get married." Mu Yiqing took my words as bullshit and attacked me instead.
So, I leaned motionless in Mu Yiqing's arms. His arms were warmer, so leaning on them like this would not be too uncomfortable. After a while, I broke the silence and said, "Mu Yiqing, do you like me?"
"I like it." Mu Yiqing replied without hesitation.
"How many women do you like?" I asked again. When I said this, I suddenly realized that I had been talking to another man in such a meaningless conversation.
"Many, many, many." Mu Yiqing replied again. His three words "many" cover many, many.
I sighed softly and replied: "There are many, many, many men who like me."
Yes, when I was Pei Qian and wandered around the world, there were many men who liked me. They liked my cute and fake smile, and they liked to hear my witty remarks. When I entered the Yu Renmeng as Pei Qian, like
I still have men, at least one is Qiu Shiyu. As for Chun Yuxiao, he also cares about me, more or less.
The only thing I'm not sure about is Yang Yumo. Maybe I like him, but that can't be love. If it was love, how could he be willing to hurt me? If it was love, how could he hurt me again and again?
I?
Occasionally I would wake up from a dream in the middle of the night. I still had a throbbing pain in my chest.
After so many years, my little fan has grown up, why haven’t I been able to recover?
Pain is meant to be forgotten, but I didn't do it well.
Or maybe I am just giving myself an excuse not to forget it. One day, when I face Yang Yumo again, I will find that in fact, it is all in the past and is just a thing of the past.
In this way, it would be nice to meet once, so that I can let go.
"I know." Mu Yiqing's whisper came into my ears. He said that he knew, rather than refuting me.