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Huo Weixi's embrace was warm and he smelled delicious. Huang Yaya couldn't help but say, "Weixi, I love you."
"My lady, I love you too." Huo Weixi smiled.
"Wei Xi, can you please let me confess something?" Huang Yaya still had a last bit of concern in her heart, so she asked.
"Okay, but my lady, can we go back to the room first?" Huo Weixi touched her hair again.
After returning to the room, Huo Weixi picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of Huang Yaya's eyes.
"Do you know Song Zhexi?" Huang Yaya said nervously.
Hearing this, Huo Weixi paused for a moment, his expression becoming somewhat bewildered. However, he quickly regained his composure and asked softly, "Why do you mention Prince Ning? Does my wife know him?"
Huang Yaya felt extremely guilty for being an unfaithful wife and her husband was completely unaware of the situation.
"Wei Xi, I'm sorry, I..."
Huo Weixi kissed her directly. He didn't want to listen. He didn't want Huang Yaya to talk about this person. He was also afraid of what Huang Yaya would say next.
This kiss made Huang Yaya feel uneasy. If he knew that she had been with Song Zhexi, would he still love her? Would he still forgive her?
The two of them soon kissed on the bed. Maybe this was the last time. Huo Weixi might get angry when he knew and want to break up with her, but before that, she still wanted to have him just once.
Huo Weixi had a large knife wound on his front, and the flesh looked like it had just healed. Huang Yaya kissed it gently. Looking at the still fragile flesh and skin, she was a little afraid that it might break.
"Wei Xi, stop, your wound!"
"It's okay." Huo Weixi just kissed her even more madly.
When the love reached its peak, Huang Yaya felt guilty. She knew she couldn't hide it any longer. She hugged him with tears in her eyes and said, "I was with Song Zhexi without your knowledge. I slept with him."
Huo Weixi didn't stop what he was doing, but said gently, "My lady, you thought it was all a dream, right?"
Huang Yaya kissed his forehead and said painfully: "Well, I'm sorry!"
"It's okay, my lady, I love you, and I will forgive you no matter what you do." Huo Weixi said very gently, and his actions became more vigorous.
Is this what is called unconditional love and tolerance? At this moment, there is more mental satisfaction than physical satisfaction.
Her heart felt so full at that moment! It turned out that there was someone who didn't care what she did, didn't mind if she made mistakes, and just loved her that way. That kind of love was worth her risking everything.
"Wei Xi, I love you, really."
"Ma'am, me too."
…
Huo Weixi still held her as usual and combed his messy hair.
After the passion, the guilt still lingered in her heart. She hugged Huo Weixi and asked, "Do you really not care about all this?"
"I don't care, my lady, don't care either, okay?" He didn't want the other party to care about these things, and he didn't want the person in his arms to still have Song Zhexi in his mind.
"I want to be with you forever." Huang Yaya said the words that she wanted to say most in her heart, and then hugged Huo Weixi with some trepidation.
"Me too. Madam, have you really made up your mind?" Huo Weixi's Adam's apple moved slightly, and the gloom just now seemed to be swept away.
"It's decided, but we have to wait."
"Okay, it doesn't matter if you regret it, I'm willing to wait for you forever."
…
After waking up, she was still in the car, but it was already dark. Huang Yaya unconsciously touched her neck, the place where Huo Weixi had just kissed her.
She raised her hand again and smelled the scent on her body. Just now there was the scent of Huo Weixi, but now there was only her own scent.
Huang's mother's intentions became stronger and stronger. As soon as Daqi sent them home, Huang's mother said, "Xiaoqi, it's so late, why don't you stay overnight?"
Da Qige replied: "It's okay, I'll stay in a hotel for one night."
Mother Huang smiled and said, "It's okay, just stay at my house. You worked so hard to send us back, how can I let you live outside?"
Huang Yaya was very afraid that her mother would tell her that she had let this Daqi brother live in her room. She quickly pulled Huang's mother into the bathroom and whispered, "Mom, you won't let him live with me, will you?"
Huang's mother scolded her, "Am I that kind of mother? You are my daughter, how could I do this? Of course I would let him sleep with your brother."
Huang Yaya was skeptical about her mother's words, but she still said seriously: "Mom, I can marry him after graduation, but don't keep pushing me into his arms. Isn't it said that men don't cherish what they get?"
After hearing this, Huang's mother's expression became very happy. She said, "It would be better if you figured it out sooner. Look at Xiao Qi, he's rich and considerate. I know what to do. I'm marrying my daughter, not selling her."
Huang Yaya smiled. At Huang's mother's strong request, Da Qi slept with Huang Zijian. Huang Yaya also locked her door and placed a chair at the door with a glass of water on it.
As winter turned to spring, after Huang Yaya agreed to this marriage that was not decided by her, her mother Huang's attitude towards her improved. She also taught her that girls should be reserved and that some things should be left until after marriage, otherwise the man might take advantage of her and run away.
If Mother Huang had said this to her at the beginning, she would have been grateful, but now she was only left with sadness. What was she in her mother's heart? A top courtesan in a brothel?
The brothel madam would sell the courtesan to different men, but her mother would only sell her to one man under the guise of marriage. The courtesan could redeem herself, but she was blood-related to her mother and had no way to escape.
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