"What are you thinking about?"
A magnetic, husky voice reached her ears, and Su Yaoyao turned her head to look.
Yu Chiyan was dressed in a black casual outfit, exuding a lazy and unrestrained yet incomparably noble air. He had an indescribable smile on his face, and in his deep eyes, it seemed that there was only her.
He embraced her slender waist, and the warmth of his palms made her blush and her heart race.
"Do you think if we get divorced after climbing this mountain, Tongxin Mountain will become popular again?"
Tongxin Mountain is a place where those with a righteous connection gather, while those with a different connection disperse.
Yu Chiyan tightened his grip on her waist; "Divorce is impossible, it's more realistic to give me a child as soon as possible."
He leaned down and whispered in her ear, his lips brushing lightly against her small, round earlobe with each word.
Her face flushed slightly, and Su Yaoyao turned her head away, keeping a distance from his lips. Their eyes met; his gaze was deep and tender, while she was secretly embarrassed and annoyed, but pretended to be disgusted.
"Who would have a child for someone like you?"
Yu Chiyan's heart tightened. He inexplicably thought of the past, when Su Yaoyao looked at him with such hatred in her eyes, every syllable of her voice filled with coldness, and said...
"Yu Chiyan, if I were to become pregnant with your child, I would never allow him to come into this world alive."
Just thinking about it made him feel suffocated.
A hint of coldness crept into the man's eyes, and he suppressed his anger.
He couldn't throw tantrums like before. Su Yaoyao would only be afraid of him and resent him. He didn't want to be at odds with Su Yaoyao every moment. He wanted to pamper her and protect her. He also wanted to learn to be gentle.
Yu Chiyan remained silent and led Su Yaoyao toward the entrance to the mountain path.
"You don't need to come along."
Jiang Chen stopped in his tracks, watching the two figures disappear into the distance, and pursed his lips.
The value of a master is decreasing.
Just as he was thinking this, his phone suddenly beeped. It was a WeChat message from Chu Ling.
It's a picture of a set of dark blue shirts, accompanied by a sentence.
"Assistant Jiang, how do you like these clothes?"
Jiang Chen had only seen Chu Ling in three different forms: in military uniform, all in black, and naked after being injured.
Thinking of his naturally model-like physique, Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel a little envious.
"Captain Chu looks good in anything."
The man in the remote military region saw the reply and a faint smile appeared on his face.
My gaze pierced through the window, looking towards the distant, endless mountain range.
I miss Nancheng a little.
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