The image of him and Han Queluo intertwining flashed through her mind, and she clenched her hands and started to tremble.
His body was suddenly trapped, and his gentle voice sounded above his head, as if it penetrated into his heart: "Yin'er, is it cold?"
"Well..." Although she answered like this, she couldn't be cold. In this weather, she was already hot and sweating.
The hug became tighter and tighter, and Muyin felt at ease. The incense was like a soothing incense, surrounding the tip of her nose, giving her a great sense of security.
For the last time, treat him as the clean Yuan Hongxi, only treat him as Yuan Hongxi, without involving anyone, any identity, or any blood relationship.
After waking up, Yuan Hongxi did not leave.
Opening her eyes, she glanced out of the window out of habit, and it turned out that night had fallen. Yuan Hongxi, who was holding her, was breathing evenly and long, and her long and thick eyelashes were somewhat intertwined, casting a shadow on her cheeks.
Stretching out her hand, she slid it along his smooth forehead to the strong bridge of his nose, then across his soft lips, and then stopped on his chin with some green stubble.
Just as he stopped, Yuan Hongxi seemed to have woken up. One leg suddenly pressed down on her, and then he turned over and pressed her down. His eyes opened little by little, like bright fireworks, and the look in his eyes was so bright.
Stunning.
She didn't even dare to breathe loudly, she just looked at him quietly.
Suddenly, he smiled, leaned down and kissed her soft lips, biting them. He put down the leg that was pressing Muyin, turned over, and pulled Muyin onto his body.
Sitting on the hard fire below, Muyin blushed and said unnaturally: "You...what are you doing?"
"It's really hard to be pregnant for ten months." Yuan Hongxi smiled, lying down and looking at Muyin who was above him, with a dazed look on his face.
As if being brushed by sharp claws, Muyin said bitterly: "Isn't there Han Queluo? You can find her."
"She's different from you."
"They're all the same..." Helplessly, Muyin's two hands were caught underneath by Yuan Hongxi and couldn't be touched, so she had to look at her chest with her eyes, "The structure above and below is the same."
"No, it's different." Yuan Hongxi shook his head, released one of the hands holding her, and pointed at her eyes, nose, mouth, and almost all over her body, "These
, in my heart, they are all different."
"Nonsense." Muyin retorted, intending to get off his body, but his hand grabbed hers again, and it was so strong that she couldn't turn over.
"Idiot." Yuan Hongxi smiled helplessly, let go of her hand, then stood up and slowly sat up, hugging her waist. This position was just right.
"You..." Muyin felt a heat on his cheek, and then he shivered for a long time without knowing what to say."
"You haven't been happy recently." Yuan Hongxi buried himself in her chest and said sullenly, "I guess you must have tasted it."
"No." Muyin said stubbornly.
Squeezing her soft waist, Muyin was tickled and almost lifted Yuan Hongxi off. Yuan Hongxi rarely laughed out loud, looked at him, paused for a while, and teased her round earlobes.
"You, don't do this nonsense." Muyin frowned, twisted and was about to stand up, but was hugged firmly by him.
"Yin'er, I hope for my husband, even if no one in the world understands me, I still hope that you will understand my husband and stand by my husband's side."
