The first ray of sunshine in the morning shone through the gap slightly through the thick gauze.
Mu Yanfeng opened his eyes slightly, and turned on the dim light beside the bed. The moment the light came on, it was so irritating that he couldn't open his eyes.
He squinted his eyes and looked tenderly at Youyou, who was curled up in his arms and sleeping soundly.
After the fierce battle last night, her soft figure, the intoxicating fragrance emanating from her body, and her small body as soft as jade, all of these reminded Mu Yanfeng of all kinds of thoughts about that beautiful night.
Recalling the woman who once fascinated him, her touch, her taste, and even her tightness were all very much like the little person in front of him.
In fact, Lin You was the one she was that night! Thinking of this, Mu Yanfeng couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips in a nice smile. If this is true, then she must be the one he wants to marry...
The look in Mu Yanfeng's eyes when he looked at her became more and more gentle and deep. He was afraid that if he stepped aside, he would forget her beauty. As for the words Duanmu You flashed in his mind, making Mu Yanfeng's heart slightly tangled.
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Lin You has a similar appearance and similar personality to her. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the same person. So, why does Youyou use a false identity to appear?
Mu Yanfeng, who used to be a policeman, had a little doubt about this, but then he shook his head and didn't want to go into details, because he knew that the person he was holding at this moment was Lin You.
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Mu Yanfeng didn't want to mind it, nor did he want to think about her past, because it was all in the past!... Mu Yanfeng thought about it, and couldn't help but reach out to touch the slightly messy hair around Youyou's lips.
"Well..."
She murmured faintly, smiled with her eyes closed, turned over, and hugged Mu Yanfeng's strong body tightly with her slender arms. She was obviously having a sweet dream.
"Youyou, you have such a beautiful smile..." Mu Yanfeng looked at the petite person in her arms with a smile, full of affection.
Thinking of the beautiful night they had together, this girl that he loved and hated at the same time, the way she was tight, shy, and yet so hot, blossoming under him...
Mu Yanfeng smiled sweetly and couldn't help but tighten his embrace, "Youyou, I will never let anyone bully you again." He looked at Youyou and murmured to himself...