Chapter 388 The Real Wife

Seeing Mu Wanqing's complex expression, her eyebrows were slightly frowning, and she looked worried, she knew that she was in a mess at this time. It was just that Judy and herself had a romantic debt caused by her youth and frivolity. If this matter involved her or Yu Manshan, even if it only caused a little harm to them, she would be to blame for her death. What's more, if Judy was allowed to involve them, every bit of what he had done would be presented to Mu Wanqing without reservation. How could he defile Wanqing the cruel past that he didn't even want to remember, or the terrible nightmare that even he would wake up in the middle of the night? Compared to her crystal-like heart, her soul was like a sewage ditch.

Standing up, approaching her. The slightly rough hand slowly placed it on her tender and shattered cheeks, and gently stroked it like a treasure. Feeling the faint trembling on her face. A faint apology was faintly seen in the pair of slightly turbid eyes. She opened her mouth several times, and wanted to speak but stopped. After hesitating for a while, the hesitation on her face disappeared. The voice was slightly hoarse and soft: "Wanqing..."

With Mu Wanqing's wisdom, I don't know what Liu Qing wants to say. There was a little nervousness in his eyes, and the calm mask shattered in an instant. He interrupted him with a hurried scolding: "Liu Qing, even if I am worth less than the woman in my heart. Can it be better to add Shanshan? Besides, Shanshan is so devoted to you. She is willing to die for you. You just have to bear it so much..."

Liu Qing was slightly surprised and understood Mu Wanqing's misunderstanding. She thought she was the mother who loved Dai'er deeply, so she became interested in leaving. She also saw her in a panic expression, which was completely different from the strong woman she looked like when she was working on weekdays. She looked pitiful and pitiful. She wanted to harden her heart and let her misunderstand it, and also improve the relationship between the two. However, under the slightly trembling eyes, he could not really be able to get a hard heart.

Bang! Liu Qing turned around, lowered his head and lit a cigarette. He didn't want her to see her hesitant expression. When did she be so decisive. No matter what kind of thing, once she made up her mind, she would stick to the end even if it was wrong. She took a deep breath of cigarette and let it circulate in her lungs for a week before she could vomit it out. Sure enough, in the gentle land, even if you are a man of iron, you can turn into soft fingers for you.

Although the union between Mu Wanqing and herself was a decision made by both parents, and they had to be combined together due to various pressures. But as time passed, in the conflicts and running-in, no one could completely ignore the other's existence as he did at the beginning. Apart from the marriage relationship, there seemed to be a thin line that seemed to be there, but real, that touched their hearts together. No matter what one party made or made a decision, it would inevitably touch the hearts of another person. This is not a fact that can be ignored by escaping.

A faint smoke lingered in his fingertips. Mu Wanqing stared at his broad shoulders in a daze, looking at the back of the most special person in his life. She felt both an unreachable sense of strangeness and an indescribable sense of intimacy. Even though the two were now close, there was a layer of fog between them, making it difficult for her to see the truth. It was just a vague feeling, feeling a little desolate and heavy. The pair of shoulders, which seemed to be able to carry a thousand pounds, trembled slightly at an amplitude that others could not perceive.

At this moment, a hint of impulse suddenly floated in Mu Wanqing's heart. An impulse that she couldn't understand was coming from, and she wanted to forcefully push away the invisible, intangible, but still existed fog that was separated by them. She suddenly wanted to know what kind of scene was Liu Qing's real heart. What kind of real face was hidden under the cynical mask that had deceived her for a while.

The body moved with the heart. Take two steps and stretched out the lotus arms. It naturally penetrated through Liu Qing's armpits and gently wrapped around his chest. One of the small hands was gently placed on his heart. It was obvious that Mu Wanqing felt Liu Qing's body suddenly tense.

"What are you afraid of being felt by me? Liu Qing." Mu Wanqing seemed to be murmuring, but his expression was as quiet as water, without the panic he had just now. However, there was a faint confusion in his eyes. He gently pressed his tender face on his back, and used an extremely quiet and delicate feeling to capture every change in his muscles, feeling the almost invisible ups and downs of his hidden thoughts.

In terms of hiding and controlling emotions, Liu Qing is not only a master, but also a master. However, under Mu Wanqing's method, he is almost invisible. Just like a plain water surface like a mirror, any tiny touch will inevitably cause ripples. And Mu Wanqing's words are also very lethal to Liu Qing, causing his body to shake slightly. A trace of bitterness appeared on the corner of his mouth. His wife, as hard and strong as an iceberg, is hidden under her appearance, a pure and tender heart, which is extremely sensitive and delicate. If she really let go of her ordinary senses, touches him with her heart, and feels him, Liu Qing is not sure how far she can escape in front of her.

Liu Qing gently grabbed her ulterior motives' hand and slowly raised it up. He lowered his head slightly and kissed her crystal-like back of her hand. He did not look back or speak, but just held her hand quietly and let her hold it.

Mu Wanqing was calm and didn't say anything. Close her eyes, enjoyed this rare tranquility time, and listened to his very slow heartbeat. I don't know how long it took. Liu Qing sighed softly, turned his head slightly, and shrugged with a wry smile: "Wanqing, marrying you is the biggest of the countless mistakes in my life. I thought I could forget everything, get rid of some bad habits, and quietly live with you..."

"Liu Qing, don't say anything more, okay?" Mu Wanqing hugged his back tightly with one hand. Her eyes closed, her eyelashes trembled slightly. She said, "I don't care whether you are right or wrong. I just want to ask you one thing, is Dai'er's mother the woman you love deeply? If so, I can help you. With my parents, I can also help you with some work so that they won't blame you."

"Wanqing?" Liu Qing took a deep breath, held her hand tightly, and stopped talking.

"But, I will never allow you to leave us because Dai'er's mother is not easy to mess with, for fear of implicating Shanshan and me." Mu Wanqing forced Liu Qing's body back and looked at his escaped eyes deeply. His face was serious and determined: "Although we have all kinds of conflicts that are not easy to reconcile, I even often get angry because of your behavior. However, we are husband and wife, and husband and wife are one, how can we all go in trouble? If there is really any problem, we can face it together and solve it together. Even if we die, we will die together. Liu Qing, I warn you. If you really dare to do that, I, Mu Wanqing, will never forgive you in this life."

The dispersed eyes gradually condensed. Liu Qing looked at her extremely serious face in surprise, without any joking. However, what gave him more was shock. The shock from the bones to the soul. Because he had experienced too much, he was older than Mu Wanqing. Although Mu Wanqing was the president of a large group, in his eyes, he was still a girl who needed care. However, he never expected that Mu Wanqing would say such words with such a complex relationship between the two.

The condensed eyes slowly turned into countless softness. I stretched out my hand, gently stroked her hair, and let out a breath. I chuckled: "I didn't expect that I, Liu, is not as sensible as my Wanqing, and I am so proud of myself that I have been self-righteous all my life. It turns out that I don't understand, but I really don't understand. But Wanqing, can you really bear to live with me for the rest of my life?"

Mu Wanqing did not laugh with him, but she enjoyed his change in attitude and the feeling of being touched by him. She looked at his face that suddenly seemed to have lifted countless burdens. Although she didn't understand what he had put down, she was relieved. But if this was the case, wouldn't he be too proud. She pouted and snorted: "What are you thinking about in your mind? Don't think I can tolerate anything. I won't care about my sister's affairs. If, if..." In the end, even she herself turned red. After all, although she was married, she had no experience in that area. Thinking of the shame and hatred in her heart, she raised her head and gave him a fierce look.
Chapter completed!