Love in full bloom

The simple four words flew over like four sharp arrows and plunged into her weak spot.

She opened her eyes wide and couldn't believe it, thinking she had heard it wrong.

How could he have such a funny request!

Qin Yichen seemed a little impatient, frowned, and growled, "Come in!"

Now she heard clearly.

He really let her in!

What did he want her do?

She wanted to take her steps, but her legs were so weak that her feet seemed to weigh a lot, and every step she took would exhaust her.

"Are you a snail?" Qin Yichen grabbed the pillow at his hand and threw it at her rudely. He threw it accurately, and the pillow was right and hit her head.

Fortunately, it was soft and it didn't hurt, but she knew that if she took another step, it would not be a pillow, but a wine bottle or tea cup on the bedside table.

"What's the matter?" Her voice was so weak, like a wind about to go out.

Qin Yichen didn't speak again, burying his head in Mo Mengshan's neck again, and his long fingers slid along her cheeks.

A few minutes later, Qin Yichen suddenly pulled the quilt to cover both of them, not wanting her to affect his next condition.

quilt was

thought she would get used to it.

that what she saw with her own eyes was different from the pain caused by her imagination.

was greater and heavier.

hands, breathing in a big mouth, so that she

for a long while, she murmured a few words indistinctly, "I ... can I go?" Each bit of her word was

"The lake" finally subsided, it should be said

"Qinyu, can you talk after us finish?"

lower lip. "I'm just sleepy and want to go back to sleep."

Mo Mengshan gave her a nasty look.

up." Qin Yichen rubbed her head. "If she's gone, who will serve

she could react, she heard his command: "Bring the fruit over."

mechanically to the coffee table, raised the fruit plate, and walked back to the bed.

cherry tomato, while Mo Mengshan also wanted one. The moment her finger touched the fruit plate, Mo Qinyu's hand suddenly shrank back. "I only serve my husband, not his

a dark flame. She pouted her lips and rubbed against Qin Yichen's chest with her fingertips, "Honey, you feed

like a string of firecrackers banging in

Qin Yichen fed Mo Mengshan with the cherry tomato, apparently defaulting

which held the plate with her fingers shaking slightly, causing the plate shaking,

but without any expressions on his face, only hard cold, just like a frozen iceberg.

He spit out two words coldly.

the fruit plate, picked up the bottle from the nightstand, filled the glass with

"I'm really sleepy. The doctor said that I have to go to bed before ten o'clock." She begged.

understand what he wanted to do, did he want to

all. He shook the wine in the

close him. "Honey, I