"I do! I've been dreaming of this day."
Murong Liyue quickly raised her head, her eyes, blurred by tears, sparkling with intense joy.
Seeing her like this, Qin Luo smiled faintly and asked softly:
"So now you won't worry about me leaving you, right? Are you still so jealous?"
Murong Liyue was taken aback, a hint of embarrassment flashing in her eyes, which quickly turned into relief. She whispered:
"Of course I'm worried and jealous, because you're so important to me, and I can't bear the thought of losing you."
"But if we have children in the future, I will try my best to share some of my love with them and dedicate more energy to our little family. However, you can't be too generous to each other; you need to spend more time with me, together we can carefully nurture this home and accompany our children as they grow..."
As she spoke, Murong Liyue's eyes gradually became hazy, and she was already lost in beautiful fantasies about the future.
Her biggest worry was that once she accepted Huang Lu and Dan Bingli, she feared that if she had other people in the future, Qin Luo would gradually get tired of her.
Although she is confident in her own charm, what if...?
That's why she wanted to have Qin Luo all to herself; only in this way could she find a sense of absolute security.
Now, her child's promise has become a pillar of strength, dispelling the long-standing gloom in her heart and giving her unprecedented peace of mind.
Hearing her expectant whisper, Qin Luo looked at her experiences on the system interface and finally felt a huge weight lifted from his heart.
Unexpectedly, Murong Liyue snapped out of her reverie and, seeing Qin Luo's relieved expression, realized something. She then tentatively asked in a soft voice:
"Qin Luo, it's getting late, we should get some rest..."
As she spoke, she looked up at Qin Luo and saw his expression stiffen, followed by a hint of unease. She immediately understood the situation.
As soon as the thought arose, a trace of resentment quietly grew in her heart, but when she thought that he still came to find her first in this situation, that resentment quickly faded away.
Murong Liyue bit her lower lip, her expression softening slightly, and said softly:
"Is it because something happened to Bingli... Bingli, that you rushed over to comfort her?"
At this moment, the words "Sister Bingli" came out of her mouth, carrying a hint of awkwardness, but also representing her compromise and acceptance.
Upon hearing this, Qin Luo, who had been eloquent just moments before, was momentarily speechless. His mind was racing with thoughts, yet he was also afraid of saying the wrong thing and angering her again, which she had finally managed to calm down.
He could only silently hold her delicate body, his eyes filled with guilt and a hint of unease.
Upon seeing this, Murong Liyue let out a soft snort:
"Hmph! You're holding me right now, but your mind is still on them. Besides, I'm not that petty, I'm just having a hard time letting go of it right now. But I'll try my best, after all, we both need to think about our future home."
"I don't know who was crying so hard just now, as if the sky was about to fall. Now it's my fault for being indecisive. I'm really being unfairly blamed."
Qin Luo silently grumbled to himself, but dared not show it on his face. He simply tightened his grip on Murong Liyue, holding her even closer.
"Your words put me at ease. We'll work things out gradually, and things will get better and better."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Luo was racking his brains for an excuse to escape when, unexpectedly, a pair of soft, jade-like hands quietly wrapped around his neck.
At the same time, Murong Liyue's voice whispered softly in his ear:
"With Bingli's aloof nature, she surely wouldn't care about such a short while. We've been apart for months, and my longing for you is so intense. Can you really bear to leave me like this? Luo Lang~"
The last two words were uttered slowly from her lips, carrying endless tenderness and a hint of slyness.
Warm breath, as sweet as orchids and as fragrant as musk, gently caressed Qin Luo's earlobes and neck...
After a short while, a streak of light swiftly disappeared from the residence.
Inside the room, Murong Liyue looked somewhat resentful. She straightened her clothes slightly, then looked at her less-than-perfect reflection in the bronze mirror, a gentle smile spreading across her face.
Immediately afterwards, she gently raised her slender hand, picked up a piece of brightly colored rouge, leaned closer to the bronze mirror, and gently covered her lips with the rouge. Then, she pursed her lips, her movements suggesting that while she was trying to fix her makeup, she was also reliving the moments that had just happened, her eyes revealing indescribable emotions.
"Hmph, at least he still has some conscience. Although he can't stay long, it's not in vain that I put in so much effort."
Murong Liyue murmured softly, her eyes flashing with a complex light, showing both her reluctance to part with Qin Luo and her worries about her future relationships with other women.
However, at this moment, a sweet feeling still lingered in her heart. She got up and strolled around the room with light steps, her thoughts already drifting to her future life, imagining a happy scene where her home was filled with laughter, her child was playing happily at her knees, and Qin Luo was affectionately by her side.
At this moment, in a residence not far away, all was quiet and cold, with only a few wisps of light flickering in the corner, silently telling the story of the owner's loneliness.
Dan Bingli sat quietly by the window, gazing at the night outside. She looked like an ice sculpture, radiating a chilling aura that kept people at a distance.
But her thoughts were not as calm as she appeared. The curve of her lips almost screamed dissatisfaction, and her slightly downturned mouth carried a hint of stubbornness and resentment.
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