Their faces were very close, so close that every eyelash could be seen clearly.

Looking into his eyes as deep as the sea, all the love and tenderness in them were like the tide, and she was lost in them.

My breathing couldn't help but become rapid, my heart seemed to be tightly grasped by something, and my heart was filled with sadness and reluctance.

She also subconsciously hugged him tightly and leaned against his chest.

"What happened to you today? You didn't blame me or quarrel with me when you saw the news, but you forgive me so easily."

It was nothing like his previous strong performances, where he chased her, angrily settled accounts with her, and quarreled.

If he was as gentle and considerate as he was tonight, she would probably never be able to break up with him.

He was so gentle tonight, so gentle that it made her heart ache.

"My skin is itchy. If I don't quarrel with you, you will feel uncomfortable."

He scratched her nose funny, why did he want to argue with her? When people in love quarrel, those words will be doubly hurtful.

He didn't want to break her heart, he really didn't.

"I didn't." Mu Baoer bit her lip.

She felt that he had the right to complain and blame her, but he didn't. This feeling made her feel guilty.

Ji Mo turned her face back, his eyes serious and persistent: "Bao'er, I don't ask for anything, I just ask you not to forget me no matter who you are with in the future. Even if I can't have you anymore, as long as I have your

Love, I am satisfied."

His words were so lonely and sad.

"How could I forget you?" Mu Baoer laughed and closed his eyes, "Mo, I love you, I love you very much..."

Ji Mo smiled and held her face tenderly: "I heard it all."

"What about you!" Mu Baoer looked at him deeply.

"I love you too, Bao'er. I will never forget to love you until the moment I die." He solemnly promised.

Mu Baoer's tears fell, and she suddenly panicked and hugged her tightly.

"Don't talk about death. Even if we are separated, we will live well."

"Fool, people always die." He stroked her hair in a funny way.

She was annoyed: "Promise me when we are both old."

"Yes, I promise you."

After receiving the promise, Mu Baoer leaned against her with peace of mind, and both of them quietly enjoyed the atmosphere of tacit understanding.

They all know that they will never have this opportunity again.

"Aren't you going back?" She leaned against him, reluctant.

"Then do you want me to go back?" He stroked the side of her face with his fingers, carefully identifying every outline of her face and engraved it in his heart.

"do not go."

Mu Baoer held his hand.

"If you don't leave, I haven't done anything yet. How can I be willing to leave?"

He smiled and pulled her head down and kissed her. The alcohol-smelling kiss between his lips and teeth was so passionate and lingering that it burned like fire, igniting the dry air and warming the cold skin.

The dress falls gently, and the snowy shoulders are exquisite.

Under the dim light, Yuxue's skin trembled slightly, and her chest curve became more plump, as round and sweet as a jade rabbit, with a faint milky fragrance, adding to her mature and seductive charm.
Chapter completed!