Traveling back in time to a female virtuous novel, she was forced to make money to support her famil

Jing Qingyu bit her thin lips and held back tears. He was embraced by this person again, and her embrace was still so warm.

"I don't want your apology. I just want to ask you, do you still keep your original promise?"

After years of persistence, he just wanted an answer.

He didn't want to dream about her leaving at midnight again.

"Making numbers will always count in this life, and it will never change."

How could she easily forget the throbbing of her youth? She also wanted to leave everything behind and be brave.

Jing Qingyu collapsed in Ruan Jing's arms.

It turns out that this is how I feel when I really hear the word "zuo shu".

His beliefs and dreams from his youth are still there.

Everything in the past was true.

Jing Qingyu buried herself tightly in the arms of her beloved, and the sourness in her heart slowly melted, turning into the sweetness of candy.

"I want you to swear again."

He had to hear the promise he made back then again before he could be sure whether it was a dream or reality.

Ruan Jing gently kissed the green silk hair of his sweetheart, "Two surnames are married, a contract is made together, a good relationship will last forever, and the couple has the same name.

Look at the peach blossoms on this day, Yi Shi IKEA, Bu He Nian is full of melons, Er Chang Er Chi.

I would like to write a letter to Hong Jian with the agreement of white heads, so that the alliance of red leaves can be recorded in the mandarin tree.This card. "

With lingering emotions in his mouth, he expresses his heartfelt feelings.

"Brother Yu, you really make me as happy as Yuzhu. When I grow up, how about I marry you as my husband?"

Little Ruan Jing was like a little pervert, attacking the pretty child. She couldn't put it down because of the young boy's blushing face.

The little boy pushed away the offending hand unceremoniously, "If you want to marry me, then you swear to God that you will only be kind to me from now on, and you will only marry me."

His father said that he must be happy, and he remembered his father's words.

Little Ruan Jing scratched her head and scratched her head, thinking hard. No amount of love and vows could be worthy of her baby. It would be better to write a marriage certificate as an oath. When she grows up, she will definitely marry someone with glamour.

A vow is a marriage contract, the most precious promise in the world.

The girl who took him into his arms overlapped with the shadow of his youth. Jing Qingyu's eyes were filled with tears. He had finally waited for this day.

It was her fault that Ruan Jing kissed his sweetheart's tears and missed him for many years.

"Brother Yu, are you willing to bet with me that we can grow old together."

The tears that Jing Qingyu had stopped stayed again, and Zaiye couldn't help crying.

The most beautiful love words in the world are none other than this.

"I am willing."

Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, he is willing to accompany her on this journey.

The plum blossoms fall with the breeze, congratulating them that the lovers will finally get married.

The stream flows gently, making a gurgling sound. The banks are covered with greenery, the lush trees are swaying in the breeze, and the snowflakes are falling in the air, like a beautiful picture.

Such beautiful scenery cannot resist the charming girl.

Ruan Yu stared at the fish in the river with his chin clenched.

He really couldn't figure out what went wrong. Aren't they just here to have sex with each other?
And where did Lady Yan take out her fishing rod?

Ruan Yu looked at the confused girl with sad eyes.

Couldn't Miss Yan do some romantic things like those in the picture book?

Sooner or later, he was going to chop this fishing rod up and use it as firewood. He never thought that his biggest love rival in this life would be a fishing rod.

Ruan Yu moved to lie down behind Mu Yan out of boredom, and asked feebly, "Miss Yan, when are you going to fish?"

Mu Yan focused on fishing, "Young master, wait a minute, I will make you delicious fish soup when I catch the fish."

I haven’t touched a fishing rod for a long time, and I feel really itchy.

what?
Also make yourself wait.

Ruan Yu gritted his teeth, "What, are you saying it again?"

Although the tone was the same as usual, what reached Mu Yan's ears was eerie and terrifying.

Oops!

She was so excited about fishing that she forgot she was on a date.

Suddenly she remembered the scene in her previous life of those fishermen being thrown out of the house by their wives, and she couldn't help but feel nervous.

He quickly said seriously: "That's all right now, young master, wait for me to count to ten."

She quickly put away the fishing rod, and under Ruan Yu's surprised gaze, she ran to the stream and caught a plump fish steadily, accurately and quickly.

It doesn't even take ten seconds to do this.Ruan Yu was stunned by this set of moves, and couldn't help but wonder how long Miss Yan had been practicing this smooth move.

Mu Yan quickly processed the fish's internal organs in front of Ruan Yu and placed the prepared bamboo tube on the fire.

When Ruan Yu came to his senses, he was already smelling the fragrant fish soup and sitting steadily by the fire to warm himself.

The process is really difficult to describe, but the considerate young man still forgave the incomprehensible girl.

The delicious fish soup warmed his stomach and made him feel at ease.

"Miss Yan, did you take me away on purpose an hour ago?"

Mu Yan picked up a piece of tender fish and handed it to the young master's mouth.

"nature."

It is really inappropriate for so many of them to be light bulbs when others fall in love and have sex with each other.

Moreover, she had a premonition that Ruan Jing would be able to do this, and the brother's expression when he looked at her was full of affection, which showed that he had Ruan Jing in his heart.

Ruan Yu chuckled, "I knew that my sister was very smart when she was a child. She kept changing her ways to make Brother Qingyu happy every day, but when she grew up, she always ignored Brother Yu. She deserves to be like this now."

Although he was still young and didn't know what happened, his father told him everything about them.

The four words "Brother Qingyu" always felt a bit harsh to Mu Yan's ears.

She wiped the soup from the young master's mouth and said, "Call him little brother."

Ruan Yu looked at the girl with a bad expression and laughed out loud, "You're jealous. Why are you even jealous of a little brother?"

Miss Yan is the most stingy person he has ever seen.

Mu Yan did not deny it. For her, there was nothing shameful in admitting that she was jealous.

"I'm jealous, very jealous."

Ruan Yu's eyes flashed with dazzling light. He leaned close to someone's cheek and took a sip, and then looked at the dazed girl with pride.

Dad said that when a girl is angry or jealous, this trick is the most effective.

Mu Yan's eyes darkened, he stretched out his arms to hug the young master and leaned down.

The young man who provoked someone and still wanted to run away should be punished as he should.

The budding plum blossoms slowly spread their petals, waiting for the snowflakes to fall.

The tired little guy smelled the fish but didn't find it.

He was already hungry after playing for so long, and his mother and father didn't ask him to eat the fish together.

"Mom, dad, dad."

The little guy heard his voice before seeing him, and his soft voice echoed in the forest.

When Huaian arrived, he saw Ruan Yu with a red face on the side.

He put his hand on Ruan Yu's forehead curiously.

"My dad's face is red. Could it be the cold?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but worry on his face, "Mom, Dad, I have a cold, let's go back."

Ruan Yu's face turned even redder, and she hugged the little guy into her arms in a panic and hurriedly explained.

"My father hasn't caught the cold yet, he's just warmed up by the fire."

The little guy looked at Ruan Yu suspiciously, his little face full of distrust.

"Really?"

Ruan Yu nodded heavily and winked at the stinky girl who was looking forward to the show.

Smelly girl, it’s all you, why don’t you explain quickly.

"Huai'an, your brother Yu was indeed roasted by the fire."

As long as it's Mu Yan's words, the little guy will unswervingly believe them.

The little guy who was greeted by Mu Yan came over to her.

"Huai'an, you can't call me Dad yet. You have to wait until your mother and father marry your brother Yu."

The little guy's disappointment is visible to the naked eye. Can't he still call him daddy?

Ruan Yu also looked at the little guy with disappointment, and the two of them felt a little sympathetic to each other.

One big and one small let out a sigh of relief, and they secretly decided to bark in a place where no one was around.

Mu Yan couldn't help but laugh when he saw the looks exchanged between the two little guys, and let them go.

　Jing Qingyu gave him the gift because he had hidden his identity and the male protagonist had no children.

　　(End of this chapter)