Yinzai frowned, put down the spoon, and pushed the bowl back to her. "Eat it yourself."
"Yinzai..." Murong Rong hugged his neck and rubbed her head against him, like a coquettish kitten.
Yinzai shook his head and smiled bitterly, not knowing whether to scold her or be angry with her. He held her in his arms, sat on his knees, and rubbed the soft top of her head, "Don't leave anymore, okay?"
Raising her head from his arms, Murong Rong's eyes were shining and her smile was as bright as a flower, "I tell you, the truth will be revealed soon. When I contact the big boss behind it, I will never have to be an undercover agent again."
.Give me a few more days, just a few more days. After these few days, I swear that I will never leave you. I will follow you wherever you go, and I will never drive you away."
Yinzai was very upset, thinking that she would have something nice to say to him, to coax him, but unexpectedly, everything she said was about work.
Her mind was filled with her work, and he didn't know where she had left him.
Because of worry and taste, he warned her seriously again: "If you dare to go again, I will tie you with a chain!"
"Yinzai..."
"It's no use calling me a thousand times!"
"Then, what about calling it ten thousand times?"
He pinched her face, which had become much thinner, and her complexion was much worse. He said seriously: "Don't test my patience, Rong Rong. I don't want to hurt you, but if you don't listen to me again, I can't guarantee that you will do it."
Do something to hurt you."
If Ye Ling could betray her to him, who could say for sure who he wouldn't betray her to again?
He can pamper her and protect her, but what about others?
There were many accidents and worries, and he couldn't sleep all night just thinking about them. It happened that this little woman didn't care about her situation at all.
After listening to Yin Zai's words, Murong Rong recalled that day when Yin Zai almost had his leg broken. He was frightened and hugged him, trembling slightly with fear.
She knew that he really could do anything.
Seeing that she was frightened, Yinzai hugged her but did not say anything to comfort her.
He was never willing to hurt her or threaten her, but if she took risks without regard for her own life, he could only choose the least harmful method.
His woman, his children, he must protect them well.
Bring her porridge in front of her and say, "Eat quickly."
Murong Rong took the bowl, lowered her head, and ate in small bites.
Yinzai lowered his head: "Didn't you say you were hungry? Why don't you eat more."
Murong Rong said dullly: "You are angry, I can't eat it."
Yinzai took a piece of pastry and fed her, "Eat quickly, we have something to do after eating."
"What's the matter?" Murong Rong looked at him in confusion.
"Let's talk after eating." He fed her a piece of pastry and then a mouthful of porridge until she was full, then he ate some casually.
Murong Rong saw how mysterious he was, and her heart was tickled. "What is it? Tell me quickly."
Yinzai hugged her and walked upstairs, to the second floor, to the third floor, to the third floor, and then to the top floor.
Murong Rong hugged his neck and looked at him in confusion.
There is a helicopter parked on the top floor. The fuselage is painted pink and painted with beautiful rose petals.
I got on the plane and took off. It was rainy outside and the mountains were empty.
Murong Rong turned to look at him in confusion, "Where are we going?"
Yinzai pretended, "You'll know when we get there."
More than an hour later, the rain stopped and the sky cleared. Looking down from the plane window, Murong Rong felt more and more familiar with the scenery below.
When she saw the blue sea and the villa surrounded by roses, she remembered that it was her new house when she married Yin Zai.
The plane stopped in front of the villa, Yin Zai pulled Murong Rong down and pushed open the door of the villa.
Everything in the house remained as before, as if nothing had changed.
It's like going back eight years ago, when they met here and fell in love with each other here.
I have cried and laughed here before.
Every table and every chair has their stories written on them.
Murong Rong became a little excited. She was once young, and he was once cold, one by one appeared in his mind, playing back clearly like a movie.
She turned around and hugged him, looking up at him, "Why do you want to bring me back here all of a sudden?"
"I hope everything can start again." He kissed her forehead gently and took out a box from his body.
The box was opened, and inside was a simple and elegant diamond ring.
Murong Rong looked at him blankly, wondering what he meant.