Liu Yan was stunned for a moment, and saw Mu Zhuohua's eyes were full of tears, and the tears slid down one by one, wetting her beautiful face.
The more Mu Zhuohua thought about it, the more wronged she felt. She cried and her tears were surging. She was out of control and couldn't help herself.
"You, you... you lied to me... and, you bullied me..." Mu Zhuohua raised her hand and wiped her tears with the back of her hand. Like a child, her eyes were red from crying, "I almost believed it... You men are all the same... you fall in love with every woman you meet..."
Liu Yan was stunned. He had never seen Mu Zhuohua cry so sadly. Even when she was beaten by Mu Rong, she only shed a few tears silently, but now she burst into tears. He raised his hand helplessly and wanted to wipe away her tears, but the tears were like a broken dam, and they could not stop flowing. It seemed that all the grievances and anger in her heart were pouring out. She vented her emotions in his arms regardless of anything.
"Be good, don't cry, I only like you." Liu Yan coaxed softly, "Tomorrow I will make my attitude clear to the Sun family and let Miss Sun give up completely."
Mu Zhuohua sobbed, "Without Miss Sun, there will be Miss Wang, Miss Li..."
Liu Yan was distressed and helpless by her crying: "You are making up a accusation."
Mu Zhuohua accused, "You, you will go to the place of willows and play a trick..."
"When did I go?" Liu Yan had a headache and felt very wronged.
"You went to the Xiaoqin Palace!" Mu Zhuohua wiped her tears and said hoarsely with tears, "You went there several times, and I can smell the powder on you!"
Liu Yan frowned and thought about it. He had only been there twice in the past year. In addition to the time he met Mu Zhuohua, it was the time he entertained Yelu Jing...
Liu Yan suddenly remembered Mu Zhuohua's sudden change at that time. He was puzzled for a long time at that time. He didn't know why Mu Zhuohua suddenly alienated him and said she didn't like him anymore. Now he knew that it was because of this reason.
Liu Yan suddenly felt both amused and annoyed, and explained, "That time I only entertained Yelu Jing to the Xiao Qin Palace, and I didn't ask anyone to accompany him."
Mu Zhuohua's tearful eyes were full of disbelief.
Liu Yan sighed and rubbed her head. Seeing her face flushed from crying, his heart softened first. "I have been to the Xiao Qin Palace, but I only had physical contact with one woman."
Mu Zhuohua glared and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who was it?"
Liu Yan said, "I met her in the Xiao Qin Palace."
Mu Zhuohua bit her lip, and her breathing became rapid due to anger.
Liu Yan raised his hand and pressed her lower lip that was bitten white, and said with a smile, "She asked me to take off my clothes when we first met."
Mu Zhuohua sneered. Isn't it normal to take off clothes when going to the Xiao Qin Palace?
Liu Yan's fingertips caressed her warm lips, and he lowered his voice and said, "Then she asked me to lie down..."
Mu Zhuohua raised her hands to cover her ears, closed her eyes, and said hoarsely, "I won't listen!"
Liu Yan pulled one of her hands away and laughed softly, "Doctor Mu, can't you listen to what you have done?"
Mu Zhuohua was stunned for a moment, opened her eyes and stared at Liu Yan blankly, her pair of wet, dark, beautiful almond eyes with a little confusion reflected in Liu Yan's smiling pupils, the tears were not dry, and another beautiful pink slowly spread from the roots of her ears, like a red glow covering her fair and beautiful face.
"I, I..." Mu Zhuohua said two words in a trembling voice, and then she felt that her whole body was about to burn, her head was dizzy, and she clumsily explained, "I... was helping you cure your illness..."
Liu Yan held back his laughter, but his eyes were full of tenderness: "Didn't I say it wasn't?"
He just deliberately said that kind of words in an ambiguous tone, it didn't sound like he was talking about curing illnesses and saving lives!
: Mu Zhuohua knew that she was tricked by Liu Yan. Her face became hot, but she was not so angry anymore. However, after her temper subsided, she didn't know how to face Liu Yan. She hung her head and complained in a hoarse voice, "You are not a good person."
Liu Yan's forehead was against hers, their noses lightly touched, and he whispered in an almost whispering tone, "I know why you are crying."
Mu Zhuohua's wet eyelashes trembled, and she raised her eyes slightly to look at him, "What, what?"
Liu Yan smiled at the corners of his lips, "You gave me a peach, and I will repay you with a jade. It's not a reward, but a token of our eternal friendship..." He ran his hands through her long hair that fell on her shoulders, and gently held her cheeks, treating her as a treasure, "You finally went against your original intention, overcame your fear, and chose to believe in me and be with me, but you witnessed that scene... It was me who made you misunderstand and sad."
Mu Zhuohua's throat tightened and her heart ached, but a hint of sweetness slowly seeped out of the pain.
The pair of clear and bright eyes were filled with tears and looked at him aggrievedly, which made Liu Yan's heart melt like ice in the warm sun, and he felt soft-hearted and distressed.
Liu Yan wiped the tears from her face with his fingertips and said softly: "I understand that it is not easy for you to accept me to spend your life with you. Seeing you cry, my heart hurts a lot, but I am also a little happy. I know that you have been in a difficult situation since you were a child, and you have matured and sensible very early. You can be independent and disguise yourself, but you don't have to do this in front of me." He kissed her hair affectionately and said softly, "Zhuohua, in front of me, I want you to be a child again, willful and unrestrained."
Mu Zhuohua's nose was sour, and she buried her face in Liu Yan's warm arms, hugged his tight waist with both hands, and quietly wiped her tears on his heart.
There is only one person in this world who truly understands her, appreciates her, and will pity her and indulge her.
She actually knew in her heart that it was just a misunderstanding, but she was too scared, afraid that she would risk everything to gamble and lose. It was also at that moment that she realized how much she loved Liu Yan. That terrible possessiveness almost tore her sanity apart, making her furious and heartbroken. She was no longer the calm and composed Mu Zhuohua who handled things without panic.
Liu Yan hugged Mu Zhuohua tightly in his arms, gently stroked her back, and smiled softly: "You once said that if a woman falls in love with someone, she will become stupid. You look so stupid now, could it be that you really like me so much?"
He was just joking, but he didn't expect Mu Zhuohua to raise her head from his arms, looking into his eyes very seriously with red eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "I like you, so what, can you bully me!"
The sudden confession made Liu Yan lose his mind for a moment. He lowered his head and stared at the cherry lips in front of him that were talking and opening and closing. He could no longer hear other words in his ears, and he leaned over and kissed her lips.
The soft lips were held, the long tongue pushed open the pearly teeth, and the gloomy breath of a man invaded her mouth, plundering everything from her like conquering a city. The arms around her tightened her slender waist, and one hand rubbed her thin back with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood. Her body could not help but press against him, her soft curves perfectly fit his burning body, and even thick clothes could not block the heat of the other's body.
Mu Zhuohua felt like a ball of snow that was about to be melted by the scorching sun. Liu Yan's greedy grab made her tremble, feeling both afraid and inexplicably eager. Deep in her heart, she seemed to be greedy for such intimacy. She responded to Liu Yan's lips and tongue clumsily, but she didn't know that she had provoked a more intense fire.
Liu Yan panted and let go of her lips that were swollen from the kiss, and stared deeply into her red cheeks and wet eyes. Mu Zhuohua extended her pink tongue tip to lick the stinging wound on her lower lip. The unconscious action made Liu Yan's lower abdomen even hotter, and his breathing was choked. She sat on his lap, their bodies pressed tightly together. Mu Zhuohua immediately noticed his body's reaction, and her body stiffened immediately. She wanted to move to the side, but half of her body was soft and she couldn't move. She just rubbed the place where his desire was surging.
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Liu Yan pinched her twisting waist with both hands and said in a hoarse voice: "If you move again, I can't bear it."
Mu Zhuohua didn't dare to move. She looked up at Liu Yan timidly, then quickly lowered her eyes. The hands around his waist hooked his waist belt, and her fingertips groped back and forth on it. She murmured in a very low voice: "Then... then don't bear it..."
Liu Yan's heart shrank suddenly. His eyes swept across her swollen cherry lips, the delicate and smooth skin at the open neckline, and his hands measured her slender waist that could not be grasped in one hand. Lady Mu, who was usually dignified and self-restrained, was still wearing her sanctimonious scholar's robe, but her face was flushed and charming, and her trembling eyelashes revealed her uneasiness and a hint of expectation.
Liu Yan took a deep breath, and suddenly pressed her down into the soft quilt, half of his body pressed on her soft body, his hands supported on her side, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Are you sure...are you ready?"
Mu Zhuohua closed her eyes tightly, with a cowardly and tough look, and said in a trembling voice as if she was brave and martyred: "Of course!"
A low laugh came from her ear, and the wet and hot touch swept across her sensitive earlobe. He even bit her soft earlobe gently.
"Okay."
A pair of hands caressed her body, gently hooked, untied the restraint of the waist belt, and slowly removed all the coverings on her body. The seemingly thin and slender body was soft and delicate everywhere. The slightly rough palms touched every inch of her skin, and tasted her taste with lips and tongue.
The soft and delicate body was like a peach blossom about to bloom, slowly spreading its tender petals. Every inch of the petals was dyed with gorgeous pink, and drops of morning dew rolled down the petals. The strong fragrance was more intoxicating than a thousand-year-old wine, making people want to drink it all, grind and mash the petals, and swallow them into their stomachs without leaving a trace.
She was like a young white snowman melting under him. What she learned from books was always shallow. The unfamiliar desire was more unbearable than the last poisoning. She bit her lips to hold back the low moan that overflowed from her mouth, but a finger pried open her lips and teeth, and put it into her mouth. She heard the man's low and hoarse voice saying, "Don't bite yourself."
She bit his finger, and the soft tip of her tongue accidentally swept across his fingertips, and she heard his breath choking, and then he gently bit her sensitive part, and his breathing became heavier and more rapid. He was a very patient person, who could open her heart little by little, and melt her body little by little, making her gasp and moan unbearably, and tears of pleasure and pain seep out of the corners of her eyes. With a light sweep of his tongue, all the tastes he had tasted on her body were passed back into her mouth.
Mu Zhuohua climbed on his shoulders, and was completely immersed in the dizziness he gave her. She was vaguely thinking that the love between two people who loved each other was so ecstatic... But the next moment, the pain that felt like her body was split apart made her frown and cry out.
"No, no more..." Mu Zhuohua's blushing cheeks suddenly turned pale, and she buried her head in his shoulder and sobbed, feeling both painful and aggrieved, "It hurts... You get out..."
Liu Yan's hand stroked her tense back, but this time he didn't listen to her. He bit her ear, and his hoarse and low voice was full of lust and plunder: "It's too late..."
He stretched her body a little bit, and tried his best to comfort and relieve her pain, until her face flushed again, and she uttered a sweet and soft moan, and then turned into a pool of spring water in the repeated thrusts, but in the end she was hoarse from shouting. The man who kept saying that he loved her, took her and coaxed her in bed, until he had drained every bit of her strength, and then he put the sleeping person in his arms and gently kissed her wet eyes.
The place in his life that had been vacant for 26 years seemed to be completely filled at this moment.
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