"Yiyi, in front of me, you don't have to hide your worries!" After saying that, he gently took a bite on her lips.
His movements were so gentle, and it still made Mu Yiyi feel a hot temperature that warmed her heart.
"It's me that's not good! I almost hurt my son and even implicated you!" She was very sad and didn't dare to imagine what the real harm Lei Yufeng said was.
If her son had something that day, she would definitely feel guilty.
Indeed, Han Zhenyu and Qin Yueyue hurt her again and again. She suddenly felt that she shouldn't be soft-hearted in Thailand that time, and that shot really should have killed Han Zhenyu."[
In this way, nothing that follows will happen.
How could a person with seven emotions and six desires be a saint who can't fight back or scold him?
People’s feelings are mutual, and respect and understanding are mutual. How can she take care of so many people like Han Zhenyu and Qin Yueyue without punishing them?
She let them go so many times, are they grateful? Have they restrained?
In the end, all she got was hurt deeper and deeper every time!
"I'm sorry! It's not good for me!" She red eyes, grabbed his clothes, leaned against him with fatigue.
"Follower! I didn't blame you. I said this because... this..." Lei Yufeng took out the silk squid from his pants and said softly, "Now, do you understand?"
Mu Yiyi looked at Sipa foolishly, his body trembled slightly in his arms, and tears at the corners of his eyes could not stop flowing down.
"all……"
Mu Yiyi covered his mouth with his hands, suppressing it like this, trying to cry loudly, but he wanted to endure it like this.
For a moment, her body shook harder and violently, and a suppressed sob sound came out through her fingers.
He knows, does he know?
Lei Yufeng stroked the cross pendant on her chest, and the green crystal shone with dazzling light in the light.
"The object returns to the original owner, one by one, this is the object returns to the original owner!" he asked in a low voice, his throat was panicked.
"I always thought it was... Han Zhenyu... He had half a silk parcel in his hand. I didn't know that the half silk parcel in his hand was lost. After you left that day, I picked up a necklace on the ground, but the silk parcel disappeared. Feng, I always thought... he was the dream I had for eleven years... But he was actually the boy who did evil in the alley... In fact, when I saw the Dark Night Star in the hospital that day, I understood everything..." Mu Yiyi choked and cried.
She finally decided to hide it from it, but she still felt soft-hearted because Qin Yueyue was her half-sister no matter what.
"Yiyi, if you believed me back then, how good would it be! How could I not find out if you said it? How could we miss so much? You have suffered so much..."
Before Lei Yufeng could finish his words, Mu Yiyi's thin spine suddenly twitched violently, and a series of suppressed and painful sighs seemed to be pulled out of the depths of her soul with difficulty.
Then his whole body trembled violently, and finally tears surging out uncontrollably, and a low cry sound from his chest, like an echo in the valley.
Lei Yufeng hugged her silently, comforting her back, shaking violently. The hot tears on his chest were like a soldering iron, leaving a mark on his strong heart.