Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 1120 Lovesickness is lingering, tell the truth (2)
Originally, she thought that after going through those things, if they meet again, at least they will go through the vicissitudes of life, and they will no longer be pure and affectionate as before.

But at this moment, skin to skin, his breath sprayed on her earlobe and neck.She suddenly realized that they had never been apart.Or, as if they were meant to be a couple.At this time, any conspiracy, trick, or heart attack can't overcome the deep affection in each other's hearts.

So far, what else does she care about?

Feng Qingli kept looking at her, the child's impact on him was no less than the soul impact she gave him.He knew that she had given birth to twins, how much she had suffered to keep their child, and everything that had happened to her in the past year.

He was in pain, he was angry, he was angry, he was angry, but he felt deeply distressed, he loved everything about her, and hated his own "indifference".

The day she gave birth was so dangerous, when he knew it, he wished he could kill Leng Xiu and throw them out one by one, and he wished he could pierce his heart with a sword.

How could he let her face so many dangers alone at such a moment?How could he still quietly wait for her return?And how could she not care about her body like that and want to save her two children with her own life?

Did she know that for him, although the child was his long-awaited treasure, it was not as important as her in his heart.

But this woman is so stubborn, so weak after giving birth, she still forcibly pricks the acupuncture points with silver needles to fight against Yanju alone.Doesn't she know that woman is a completely twisted pervert?Doesn't she know how dangerous that is?
How could she... how could... ignore his heart like that?

Or, she had given up on him a long time ago, and only the child is what she cares most about?She hated his deception in the past?Hate him for concealing things, hate him for being trapped by those things and not being able to come to her immediately, making her struggle in countless despair and pain, only to be close to the arms of other men?
His heart ached and he blamed himself even more.

He had promised her that he would protect her, take care of her, and prevent anyone from bullying her.However, it seems that since she married him, he has not allowed her to live a peaceful day.He was always putting her in trouble of one kind or another, never ending.

In the past, she always smiled and looked indifferently, hiding all her exhaustion and impatience deep in his invisible heart.He always thought, soon, as long as he avenged his mother, as long as he took back his mother's clothes, he would take her away.Go to a place where no one can find them, and live an ordinary and happy life.

However, along the way, he has paid too much for this, and unconsciously let many people accompany him to bear this deep-seated hatred.As early as in the dark, he could no longer escape.

If you owe a debt, you must pay it back.This is what she said, and this is what he should do.

He wanted her to know that in his eyes, no frown or smile could compare to her.

However, they always have so much helplessness.

This time he traveled thousands of miles from Dazhao to Xirong, he had imagined the scene of meeting her again countless times, saw her cold and ruthless eyes in his sleep countless times, and then he woke up from the nightmare, his clothes were sweaty and cold his heart.

He was struggling in pain and almost desperate, afraid that they would go farther and farther on this road, and in the end she would leave him with a back view that he would never be able to capture, leaving him alone in the darkness looking back to keep him alone, but he would only capture the tranquility and beauty forever. Unrelenting air.

The moment he came in just now, he watched her sitting on the couch teasing their child.He couldn't see her face, but he could feel her gentle and quiet expression at the moment.Hearing her voice, he suddenly felt that it was a dream.Such a dream is too illusory and unreal, and such a beauty is so elusive.So much so that he stood still for an instant, afraid that if he took a step forward, such a bubble dream would burst.

Until she turned her head, the light and shadow flowed for a moment, the time flew for a moment, and countless fragments passed through her mind quickly like watching a lantern on a horse.Unable to condense into beautiful fragments, only a blank space is left in the end.

In the blank space, he watched her turn her head back in shock, her eyes were bright and defensive, cold and cold.The wind brought by the sudden flow of true energy blew her hair into coils, covering her face, only revealing her pair of stunning and enchanting eyes.

The pearls around him were as bright as day, and time flowed quietly like a river, but it stood still for an instant, just like his heartbeat that suddenly stopped at that moment.

He stood still, his breathing stagnant.

Watching her half-bending movements, the white robe is hanging down, watching her hair hang down one by one to the snow-white neck that the robe can't cover, and the still collarbone pulled down by such a beautiful line.Watching the hair on her face loosen, she gradually reveals her beautiful face.

In the past, he often read in books describing how the so-called "beautiful beauty" in history is so unparalleled, how so beautiful, and how so beautiful, he scoffed, and never realized the concept of true beauty to the extreme.Until he met her, he thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world.Not only the description of the facial features, but also the temperament, demeanor, intelligence and talent, are the pinnacle that no one can match.

He thought that whenever he saw her in the past, the beauty she inadvertently exuded in any posture or any moment was enough to make him thrilled.

However, just now, he really realized what it means to be peerless, what it means to be independent and rare.It is gorgeous and eye-catching like the red plum blossoms that suddenly burst into ice and snow in the vast white snow.It is also like the white lotus slowly rising under the green lotus leaves in the blue sea and clear pond, blooming slowly in general, with a quiet and beautiful posture, emerging from the mud without being stained and clean without being demonic.

Beautiful and enchanting, but people are afraid that if they get close to her, they will molest her beauty.

Perhaps because of being a mother, her eyebrows and eyes are unconsciously more gentle and loving, and her delicate facial features have become more beautiful and flawless as time goes by.

She is 16 years old, just the age of flowers.

She was 13 when he met her.In less than three years, she has grown from an ignorant young girl to a beautiful young woman.

How could he hold on to her like this?He hugged her and kissed her so eagerly, wishing to rub her into his bones, but he was also afraid that his rudeness and meng lang would scare her.

Looking at the expression on her face now from dazed and dazed to relieved and clear and then to soft and gentle, it seems as if the clouds and mists have been lifted to see the most scorching sunrise.

His mind was shocked by such a change, and ecstasy and excitement slowly brewed in his chest.

Did she finally forgive him?
With such uncertainty, he called out softly.

"Xuanxuan, I..."

He was about to say something when he suddenly heard the cry of a baby on the bedside.

(End of this chapter)