Devil Young Master Infatuated With Wife

If he left, perhaps he would never come back to him again.

After all, she owed Li Ling Ran two lives.

They truly had no fate.

Every time, it would only pass by him.

Shui Junyu looked quietly at the woman before him, intoxicated by her black eyes.

"Xiaoxiao, who the hell are you?" Why was it that with just a glance, she had moved his heart, causing his world to suddenly have one more her.

He held his neck tightly to prevent himself from falling into the water. In the warm water vapor, everything felt like a dream, so he thought it was all a dream. "I'm Mo Xiaoxiao …" She softly spoke as her lips pressed against his face, imprinting a wet kiss on it. "Water …"

The blink of his eyes jolted him awake.

He really wanted to know who the man who gave her the child was. Although it was her past and he didn't have the right to know, when he thought about how there was a man who wanted her and she gave birth to a strong child for that man, his heart surged with a feeling that even he couldn't explain it clearly. Fortunately, she was right in front of him, and that was where he could touch her. Xiao Xiao, promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you won't leave me, okay? " He couldn't give her any status, yet he wanted her to not leave him. However, when he thought of the phone call he just picked up, his mind became a mess. There were some things that could be done quickly, some things that could not be dealt with.

Her heart felt as though it had been gouged out. After this night, she would leave him.

In the water, were the reflections of two people, constantly dispersing into ripples.

Mo Xiaozhu closed her eyes. She heard his low growl, which was his habitual voice, as it had been many times in the past.

Following that low roar, everything quieted down. "Xiaoxiao …" He held her in the water.

The mountain peak instantly quieted down.

Only the breathing of two people.

The years were still, except for her and him.

He closed his eyes and breathed in his breath. If only time could stop here.

"Xiaoxiao, don't leave me, okay?"

Biting her lips, she softly replied, "Alright." She really didn't want to leave him, but when he returned later and she fell asleep, she still had to leave. It was just like when she promised him and Yuan Ri that she would give birth to a child for him.

"Good boy." He kissed her forehead. If it weren't for the fact that she was exhausted, he would have really wanted her to do it again. He didn't know why, but he felt a strange unease tonight. This was a phenomenon that he had never experienced before.

Mo Xiaozhu was quietly sitting in the water, leaning against him. The air was filled with water vapor, and also, they had just finished their lovemaking. She greedily breathed, but the sadness in her heart was getting stronger and stronger.

"Shui Shui, do you love me?" She clearly knew his answer, but she still foolishly wanted to ask him again.

"I like it."

His answer was still like love, not love.

But love and love are two words that have two different meanings.

"What about you?" he asked softly after a pause.

"Love." Was she in love with him? She felt as if she was in love with him, but she didn't know what was going on. She didn't know. In any case, it was as if she was in love with him in a daze.

As he gently kissed her, her lips, her teeth, her tongue, they were all his prey. He kissed her all over, inch by inch until she was about to lose her breath, before slowly moving his lips away and raising his head to look at the night sky. The full moon hung in the dark clouds, half-hidden, only after a long time did he reluctantly say, "It's time to go back."

Yes, it was time to go back, because they still had a pair of children.

That's Weiwei and the strong.

She wrapped her arms around his neck. This was her signature move these past two days. She was already used to seeing his naked body. She lazily said, "Help me get dressed."

"Lazy girl." He pinched the tip of her nose and said, "Xiaoxiao, when you go back, will you still be living in the same neighborhood as before?" He was more at ease with the safety there.

"Alright." She had already lied once, and that meant one more time, or two more.

"After a while, you can go back to Hua Xiang for work. If possible, I'll let you take Weiwei too, okay?"

His heart was moved, he was really moved, "You really want to bring Weiwei to me?" However, just as she finished speaking, she felt her reaction become more intense, and she asked, "Then will your wife agree?"

Shui Junyu's gaze drifted into the distance. After a long while, he said softly, "Weiwei isn't her child. She can't give birth to one."

He said it, finally said it. For a moment, she really wanted to tell him that she would stay, stay by his side and take care of him and Weiwei, but her lips opened and closed, remembering her life, remembering Qiang's life. In the end, she didn't say anything.

It was getting late, and she knew they had to leave because they couldn't let the children go.

Everyone has their own responsibilities or perhaps, he was just like her, incomparably treasured this world of theirs. However, the fastest time in this world would always be the most beautiful.

"Go back." She spoke softly, her heart aching. After leaving this place and returning to the children's world, it would be very difficult for her to have such a chance with him.

He did not make a sound, even he did not understand why his heart suddenly felt so heavy, and it was not like he would not be able to see her after the night had passed. Tomorrow, they still had to take the cable car to climb the mountain, and they still had to look at the waterfall, and they could obviously stay together for a few more days, but when he thought about going back, his heart involuntarily felt heavy. He stood up with her in his arms, and droplets of water dripped down onto the moonlit water, glittering and translucent, "Xiaoxiao, you promised me, no matter what happens in the future, you will not leave me."

Her head rubbed against his chest, and her tears flowed silently. As the water droplets on her face were wiped away by the towel he picked up, she realized as she put on her clothes that her world was getting further and further away from him.

He put her on and sat her down in the chair and then he put on his jacket and trousers one by one and watched him tie his belt and she got up gently and went to him and reached out and buttoned his shirt and every time she moved her hand she felt the burning sensation of his breath on her face and said, "Water, did any woman ever say you were handsome?" She had wanted to say this to him for a very long time, ever since the first time she saw him in the Garden of Xin. At that time, she was so stupid that she thought he was a duck.

She smiled at the thought.

The man's finger lightly fell on her face. If it weren't for Luo Mingshan's request for his help in digging her up, if it wasn't for the instant of familiarity her eyes gave him when they first laid eyes on her, perhaps he really wouldn't have walked together with her today. "Xiaoxiao …" He couldn't help but kiss her deeply in this mountain, next to this hot spring filled with mist …

Xiaoxiao.

Water.

When she returned to the tent, the children were still sleeping soundly. Mo Xiaozhu watched the mountain people who were guarding the children leave, and felt more or less at ease.

He really had to go.

He lay in the tent and looked at his car outside the tent. As long as it was time for Shui Junyu to go back to sleep, it would be time for her to leave.

He only hoped that he wouldn't notice her leaving.

She was happy when she came.

Then when she left, she didn't want to leave with sadness and reluctance filling her eyes.

The one who owed her was Yuan Run Qing.

However, she owed Li Lingran.

Moonlight shone down like water as time passed quickly. The curtain of the tent was already parted to reveal a corner. She didn't know how long she had listened to the breathing of Shui Junyu and Weiwei. That sound was so beautiful, so beautiful.

However, tears continued to flow down his face.

Silently, it wetted her face, her heart.

The phone vibrated softly beside her. The voice urged her to check her text message and leave.

She promised Li Ling Ran.

However, his body was so heavy that he didn't want to move at all. He really didn't want to move.

The phone's vibrations stopped.

Li Ling Ran didn't keep sending messages.

She thought back to that night when she thought she was going to die. He suddenly descended from the sky, and her tears became even more turbulent.

She thought back to the moment when she had a narrow escape from death and laid on her bed. When Li Lingran forcefully carried her to him, she only wanted to live, only wanted to be reborn. For the Mo Clan, for the sake of being strong, she wanted to make herself even more powerful.

She thought that she would forget a love that no one had ever promised, even a love that she didn't know about. However, she unexpectedly discovered that the male lead had always loved her. At that moment, she was so happy, but now, she had to leave.

She reached out to pick up her phone, but the words on the screen entered her eyes clearly: I'm beside the car.

Li Ling Ran came.

She knew that it was time for her to leave. Otherwise, it would be difficult for her to leave when the time came for her to awaken.

Life is not meant to be with him.

But why, that night in the heart garden, did she let him meet her?

That was fate, a fate that no one could change.

She quietly got up. She really didn't dare to make the slightest sound. She was afraid that Shui Junyu would wake her up.

He pulled open the curtain of the tent and moonlight shone in, shining on his young and tender face. The strong was really just like her, and Weiwei was the same. If she didn't say that the strong was less than a year old, perhaps Shuijun could already guess that this child was Mo Xiaozhu's son.

However, she only told Qiang Qiang that she was four years old.

And then everything changed.

She gently hugged her strong little body. The little guy that fell asleep was so light. He had grown up. Strong was her treasure. His most beloved treasure was also a treasure that she could only depend on for her life.