Devil Young Master Infatuated With Wife

The sky was already completely dark, and a bonfire was lit at the foot of the mountain. The locals were singing and dancing, and Shui Junyu brought the three of them into the crowd as well. Naturally, Qiang and Weiwei were in the same group, and she and Shuijun were in the same group.

Both of her hands were gripped by the aqua ruler, constantly changing positions. Everything in the mountain was beautiful and gave off a simple and honest feeling. She felt that it wouldn't be a bad thing to live here in seclusion if she had the chance.

She was playing crazily. That night, she was as happy as a little bird. It was as if she had flown into the sky and felt the world's most beautiful beauty.

However, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, the bonfire would eventually be extinguished. When the children rushed towards their small tents with excitement still lingering in their hearts, she was unable to smile at all.

Four tents were placed side by side. The left one was hers, the right one was his, and the two small tents in the middle belonged to the children. Weiwei and Qiang had already snuggled into their tents and comfortably laid down, but the curtains were wide open and they were panting heavily as they asked Weiwei, "Weiwei, is it fun?"

In the world of children, as long as it was novelty and fun, but in the world of adults, it was full of trials and hardships. She turned around to look at the off-road vehicle of Shuijun, and when he and Weiwei fell asleep, it would be time for her and the strong to leave.

"It's fun. Qiang Qiang, do you have a blanket?" Weiwei crossed her legs and looked very satisfied.

"Yes, you see, here." Qiang Qiang already got up. His small body nimbly went in front of Weiwei's tent and showed the blanket to Weiwei.

"Mm, I have one too. Daddy is so nice, I've prepared it for you, but I've never slept in the tent. Do you think a tiger will appear if we fall asleep?"

"Even if there is, I'm not afraid. Your father is here."

"But I'm afraid. Even if Daddy is here, I'm afraid too." Weiwei's little body trembled as she pointed towards the mountain outside, "It's so dark there."

Forcefully covering his mouth as he laughed, "Coward."

"You're the coward. I'm not afraid of the dark. I'm only afraid of the tiger. The tiger will eat the man."

"Strong, don't say Weiwei!" She couldn't bear to part with it. She only wanted to leave Weiwei a beautiful night.

"Fine." He wrinkled his nose and went back to his tent. Seeing Weiwei's scared look, Mo Xiaozhu laughed, "How about sleeping with auntie, ok?" He really wanted to hug Weiwei and sleep, even if it was just for a night.

"No, I have to let her train tonight. Weiwei, Daddy and Auntie will protect you and Qiangqiang from both sides. You can sleep at ease. If you're still scared tomorrow, then I'll let you sleep with Auntie."

Shui Junyu really was a bastard. Tomorrow night at this time, she had already left Weiwei. "Shuishui, let Weiwei sleep with me."

"No, we can't let the child go like this. I said tomorrow night, go to sleep. Tomorrow, Father will take you and Qiang to the cable car. When the time comes, we will still be able to see the waterfall."

"Really?" When Shuijun Yu said this, Weiwei's eyes immediately lit up with anticipation.

"Really."

"Alright then, I'll sleep by myself. I'm a big kid now, if I'm strong enough to sleep by myself, I can also sleep by myself."

Tonight, it was absolutely impossible for her to sleep with her. She snuggled into her own tent and comfortably lay down, and Mo Xiaozhu began to let her imagination run wild again. Other than sitting in the car all day, she didn't cook anything else, she only ate barbecue at night.

But she could not sleep, she promised Li Lingran.

He gently closed his eyes, allowing himself to remain awake the entire time.

It was so quiet that the children must have fallen asleep.

Listening to the birds and insects chirping in the mountain night, the night was very quiet.

After an unknown amount of time, a rustling sound could be heard, it was the sound of shoes stepping on grass. Just as Mo Xiaozhu was about to get up, the footsteps stopped in front of her tent.

What was he going to do at this late hour?

Holding her breath, she quietly looked at the curtain of her tent. The curtain was pushed aside, so he must have thought she was asleep.

Looking at the man's figure that was already more than halfway in, she started to panic.

Just when she was guessing what the Shuijun royal clan wanted to do with their entrance, the man's body suddenly stopped. Mo Xiaozhu heard the phone vibrate softly. Shui Junyu picked up the phone and then slowly retreated out of her tent as if he was afraid to wake her up.

The curtains closed, and outside the tent, the two of them seemed to be from two different worlds. She heard his extremely low male voice, "An Feng, what is it?"

She really didn't want to hear it, but when she heard it, she couldn't help but want to know if An Feng was also calling Shuijun because of Yuan Ran. Yes, Li Ling Ran said that Yuan Run was really going to die this time.

She was going to leave anyway.

Hearing his voice, her tears started to flow uncontrollably. It had been more than five years, countless days and nights, she had wanted to seek revenge on Yuan Wenqing countless times, but now, based on the relationship between Li Ling'er and Yuan Shuiqing, she knew that Li Ling Ran would definitely not allow her to harm Yuan Shuiqing.

The same was true for the Shuijun Yu.

"Alright, let's leave it at this for now. I'll take care of it." In a trance, a male voice entered her ears, followed by the sound of footsteps heading towards her tent.

Waterlord had returned.

Mo Xiaozhu's heart seemed to jump into his throat.

The air in the mountain was so nice, so fresh that it felt like dripping water. He quietly lied on the blanket, and when he came in, his face stopped in front of her face. The heavy smell of a man hit her in the face, making her heart race even more.

"Xiaoxiao, wake up." The man's voice was low in her ear. He was waking her up.

In truth, she was already awake a long time ago, and pretending to be asleep didn't feel good at all. Borrowing his voice, she stretched her waist, then slowly opened her eyes, looking at him in the darkness with a hazy expression, "Shuishui, what are you doing?"

"Take you to a good place." As she spoke, his wet lips were kissed, and she felt her body lighten. She was lifted up by him and walked out of her tent. It was pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly. She was confused. "Water, where are we going?"

"Take you to the hot spring. You always like to sleep. When you get back, you have to check the reason."

"And the children?" She tilted her head to look at the two quiet tents. Qiang Qiang and Weiwei were both asleep.

Don't worry, I've asked the locals to keep watch. When we get back, they'll leave, and there's a Lovers' Soup in the mountain that can only be used by two people. It's really inconvenient for me to bring them along, but tomorrow, I'll make it up to the children and also take them to soak in hot springs.

"Hey, I don't want to go. I'm tired." She was really sleepy.

"I'll make it up to you when I go back in the future. Don't move, I'll carry you there."

He must have already figured out the way. Soon, Mo Xiaozhu could hear the sound of the water and leaned against him. When the fog blew against her face, at that moment, she felt as if she was in a dream.

She heard the powerful heartbeat of Shuijun, who was still holding her.

It was a small tent next to a hot spring. She was carried inside and placed on his lap. "Xiaoxiao, does it look like a dream?"

It turned out that it wasn't just her that felt like a dream, but also Shui Junyu. Mo Xiaozhu suddenly remembered something, that night several years ago, when he went to her room, she was in the shower, and as he walked into the misty bathroom, their eyes met. She looked into his eyes, and softly said as if she was talking to herself in a dream, "It really is like a dream, you're here."

She still remembered that night in the bathtub, he had asked her to go to the bathroom again and again. That night, before he left, she lied on his arm and said to him, "Jun, I heard that the hot spring soup at Mount Xiang is very good. Have you been there yet?"

A long, long time ago, he had asked a question. If it weren't for the fact that he was holding her in his arms until they reached the hot spring in the middle of the evening, she really wouldn't have been able to remember.

His hand lightly wrapped around his neck. "Water …" She gently looked at the face of the man in the dark. It seemed like it wasn't real at all.

She softly called out, causing his kiss to fall on her lips in an instant. He sucked her lips, but his hand quickly tore at her clothes, piece by piece, as he lightly landed on the ground. After that, he carried her into the Lovers Soup outside the tent.

The water was really good. It was neither cold nor hot, and it was very comfortable and warm. She was still being embraced by him, and her heart was thumping, "Water, do you love me?" She foolishly asked the silly question that all women liked to ask, hoping that he would give her a special answer.

He was sitting on his lap with her in his arms, his body wrapped in warm water, his head on the crook of his arm. She looked into his eyes and heard him say, "I like you."

The answer he always gave her was love, not love.

He really wanted to ask if the one he loved was Mo Xiaozhu.

However, after thinking about it for so many times, she didn't ask. Look at her, was she still going to be jealous of him?

The two of them only had one night left. Thinking back to the call that he had just picked up, she was being nudged by Li Ling Ran on one side while he was being nudged by An Feng on the other. It seemed like the two of them were fated to have no fate.

She closed her eyes and raised her head to kiss the man's lips. "Water, please."

If she loves him, then he might as well make a moth. Perhaps, she could give him a fiery aftertaste.

That night, he had allowed her to fall in love with him, and not be able to extricate herself from it.