Yang Yumo touched my face with trembling hands, smiling bleakly.
I should be happy and excited, but in the end, I burst into tears.
He finally said those three words to me, but he was so helpless.
"Yi Qing wants to marry you, why does he have to tell the world? The news that he wants to make you his queen came to my ears. I immediately panicked and could no longer pretend that I didn't have you in my heart. That night, I
Ying'er put medicine in her meal, explained the reason to Xiao, and asked him to help me. When I was rushing to the Mulin Dynasty, Ying'er caught up with me. She had already seen that there was something wrong with me and knew that I faced her.
I always forced a smile on my face. Especially when I heard that you were going to marry Yiqing, I became even more thoughtful. I found her following me and wanted to throw her away, but she threatened her life. If she couldn't
Come to Yicheng with me to save you, and then kill yourself. Time is tight, and I have no choice but to take her to Yicheng."
He hugged me tightly, but I no longer felt the happy feeling of cuddling with him when we were in Yurenmeng. Even though he said that he loved me.
It was a mistake for both of us from the beginning.
If I continue to be entangled with him, this fate will be endless and there will be no end in sight. Even though I am reluctant to let go, even though I once wanted to join hands with him for the rest of my life, at this moment, I feel that the two of us are destined to be together.
No points.
"Feiyi, even if it costs my life, I will take you out of Yicheng. If not, we will die together. I am determined to win, and I must take you away. I want you to be mine
Wife, I want to grow old with you, because I love you so much." Yang Yumo lowered his head and kissed my lips, as if he wanted to pour out all his love and intention and fight with me until death.
The end of time.
I kissed him back passionately, and my lips and tongue were intimately entangled with each other. If this was the moment of farewell, why should I pretend to be reserved?
"Yumo, I love you." For a long time, his and I pressed our lips against each other, breathing softly.
Yang Yumo's body trembled slightly and she whispered back: "Fei Yi, I love you too."
His lips fell densely on my face, the tip of my nose, and my lips. Finally, he kissed my lips gently. I shyly stuck out the tip of my tongue and danced intimately with him.
I eagerly wanted to have further contact with him, so I started to untie his robe. My hands were trembling slightly, but I couldn't do it. He looked at me deeply, bit my lip lightly, "Little goblin...