Before he could open his eyes, his lips were kissed gently.

"Husband..."

Ling Luoyu's fragrance was like a pair of hands, instantly tore Feng Chenglin's heart apart, and the newly built vigil collapsed.

His eyes suddenly opened: "Three Young Master..."

"Hate me, call me Yu'er..." Ling Luoyu snuggled up to him, with bright black eyes and bright lips.

"Yu'er..."

"Husband, we're leaving, we're going home..."

Ling Luoyu took Feng Chenglin's hand and walked home along the bustling streets.

Feng Chenglin seemed to have lost his soul, followed her quietly, looking at her figure without blinking.

This situation is a situation he has imagined countless times.

At that time, he had such a hope to spend his whole life with the person in front of him and keep his hair white together.

But--

Feng Chenglin suddenly thought of Mo Xuanchen and felt moved.

"Yu'er..."

"Um……"

Ling Luoyu turned his eyes and responded sweetly, smiling like a flower.

"Do you still remember Mo Xuanchen?!"

"Mo Xuanchen...Who?" Ling Luoyu opened his eyes wide in curiosity: "Is he your friend? Have I seen him before?"

Feng Chenglin's pupils shrank slightly: "Then do you still remember Hao Qingyou?!"

"Qingyou?? Husband, what did you say..." Ling Luoyu suddenly chuckled: "How come I can't remember? She is your second wife, my sister..."

"ah?!"

Feng Chenglin instantly felt like he was about to squirt blood.

"You mean... I, Hao Qingyou, is also mine...maid..."

"Look at what you said... It seems like you are just two of us..." Ling Luoyu stared coquettishly, a little sad: "You are always so greedy, you have a sister, and another one... Our family is now the fifth and sixth ladies. Do you want to tell me that you will also get a seventh ladies back?!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What's going on?!

Seeing Feng Chenglin's face was wrong, Ling Luoyu gently pinched his cheek.

"Don't worry, I won't be jealous... because I know that you have always been the best to me..."

Feng Chenglin suddenly stood up, looking at Ling Luoyu with a seductive look.

"Yu'er..."

"What's wrong?"

"Can you call me husband again?"

"Husband, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Luoyu snuggled into his arms in a coquettish manner, wrapping his hands around his neck.

"Husband, Husband, Husband..."

A ripples appeared deep in Feng Chenglin's eyes: "Yu'er, this may be the only time in my life that I can hear you call me like this..."

"Husband, what did you say? I can call you like this for the rest of my life..."

Feng Chenglin's fingertips streaked across Ling Luoyu's cheek, and a trace of pain blew in his heart.

"I thought you were just my good brother, but deep down in my heart, I hope to be your husband... Unfortunately, we are destined to be no longer in this life... I met you first, but lost you. If there is a next life, I really hope to get to know you again... But I know that your next life will not be mine..."

"Husband, what's wrong with you? How can you just say nonsense? What's the future of this life?! I'm yours in this life..."

Before Ling Luoyu's words were finished, Feng Chenglin kissed his lips hard.

After a powerful deep kiss, he suddenly pushed her away and turned around without looking back.

"Husband, where are you going? You are back..."
Chapter completed!