But if she knew her true identity, wouldn't that be a pain worse than death?
He had been thinking that he could either keep it a secret forever, or wait until Xia Yucheng gave birth to their child before letting her know.
In short, all he wants to do is to protect her well and prevent blood and cruelty from getting close to her.
He wants her world to be filled only with his love!
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Back at Fengzhai, Xia Yucheng was already awake and sitting at the low table, talking to Muzi beside her.
Seeing Feng Hao come in, she had a somewhat surprised look on her face, but when Feng Hao sat down next to her, she couldn't help but lean into his arms.
"I'm home?"
"Um!"
"Muzi said Yan San is also in Kyoto?"
"Yes! I flew here yesterday!" Feng Hao hugged her and then stood up: "Wait for me, I'll take a shower!"
In the Fantasy League just now, although his body was not stained with blood, he was still afraid that Xia Yucheng would smell the smell of blood.
Before Xia Yucheng asked him why he had to take a shower when he came back, Feng Hao had already stepped into the bedroom.
"Ms. Xia, the tea is cold. I'll get you a cup of tea!" Muzi put the teacup and teapot on the table into the painted wooden tray.
"Okay, let's go make a cup of coffee for you. You are taking a shower. Please wait a little longer before bringing it over to avoid getting cold again."
"I know, Miss Xia!"
Muzi responded and went out. Xia Yucheng stood up with all her strength, bent down and rubbed her sore legs.
She stood at the bathroom door, listening to the sound of water rushing inside, lowering her head and staring at her toes in a daze.
"What are you doing standing here?" Feng Hao, who came out of the bathroom, suddenly saw her, was stunned for a moment, and asked.
Xia Yucheng raised her eyes to look at him. He was wiping his hair with a towel. Even though it was winter, his upper body was still naked, with only a white bath towel wrapped around his waist.
"Where did you go? Why did you take a shower when you came back?" She went up and took the towel from his hand, stood on tiptoes to wipe his hair.
"It's not what you think!" He laughed softly.
"What was I thinking?"
"What did you think you were thinking about?" He pulled her arm down and pulled it in front of him, "It's just that I was sweating after practicing and wanted to take a shower."
She felt a little embarrassed. She blushed and touched his strong arms, then his strong chest: "Isn't it cold? Go get dressed."
"It doesn't matter. Sometimes, I also take a cold shower in winter."
"Ah?" Xia Yucheng looked at him distressedly, "You must have sacrificed a lot to be the head of the Feng family, right?"
"That's not dedication, it's responsibility. There are no men in the Feng family except me, so unlike Yan San, I can just ignore him. He has an older brother, but I don't."
"You want to say that if you had a brother like Yan San, you would take me away at all costs, right?"
Feng Hao smiled with satisfaction, lowered his head and bit her lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "Smart, this is a reward."
"Okay, don't worry. I've thought about it. As long as you love me and I love you, that's enough. I still just want to give you a child. The Feng family is too deserted. I just woke up and asked Muzi
You took me around, your home is really big..."
"Didn't I tell you? This is your home too." Feng Hao's amber eyes were full of affection and habitual doting.
After hearing this, Xia Yucheng felt a little melancholy, and then laughed again: "I didn't even dare to think that."