"Explain what?"
Mo Yunhan choked, unsure how to ask.
Once some words are spoken, it seems there is no longer any possibility between them.
But if it's concealed...
Jiang Qingwan suddenly leaned forward, her pert nose almost brushing against his.
"My master instructed me that after we get married, you must listen to me, treat me well, never abandon me, and never make me sad. Can you do that?"
My beloved is right here.
Her pretty little face looked forward to the future.
In her bright, sparkling eyes was a deep and straightforward joy.
That was the result that Mo Yunhan had wanted countless times.
How could he bear to break it?
He even suspected that the fragments of words he heard in his dream, when his bones were broken and he was unconscious, were all fake.
"If you can't do it, I'll castrate you."
My cheeks were pinched hard.
When I came to my senses, I saw Jiang Qingwan's bright eyes, which were now filled with anger.
Mo Yunhan no longer wanted to think about anything else, so he leaned down and kissed her.
The palpitations of lips and tongues intertwining were so intense.
It's like flames burning your whole body again.
The woman in his arms did not flinch, but breathed softly as she wrapped her arms around his neck, responding and chasing after him, as if she wanted to give herself entirely into his body.
But for some reason, he suddenly felt another hand wrap around his waist from behind.
Her crying was heartbreaking.
"Mo Yunhan, I like you, I like you a lot."
Mo Yunhan felt his back soaked with tears, the coldness making his heart ache, a pain that pierced his very soul.
Yet the intense sensation on his lips felt so real, so blissful, so blissful that he no longer wanted to recall those painful memories, those irreconcilable grievances.
He wanted more.
In the thick winter snow, he dragged his cut arm and struggled toward a future of survival.
I long to overcome this hurdle so that I can step into spring and enjoy the sunshine.
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