Mu Si was not in a good mood when she saw that his face was not as clear as usual, "Yuchi, what's wrong?"
Lan Yuchi didn't want to bring her unhappiness, so he felt a far-fetched smile, "It's okay."
Although he didn't say it, Mu Si could guess, "Is it because of Shen Jiajia?"
He nodded softly, "I'm very angry when my parents forced me to marry her."
"Is there no way to know whose child Shen Jiajia is?"
"I want her to do a paternity test, but my parents strongly objected."
Mu Si's face showed concern, "What should I do?"
"The paternity test will not be done after 4 months. When it meets the requirements, I will arrest her toughly."
"Yuchi is really difficult for you. You have to face such a troublesome problem."
He gently put his waist on her waist and smiled Qinghui, "For our future, what is the point of facing some difficulties."
Mu Si had a faint sadness on her face, "You are so nice to me, but I can't do anything for you."
"As long as you stay by my side, it will be the best help to me."
A clear lotus-like smile appeared on her lips, "I know you are comforting me."
He pulled her over and sat on his thigh, smiling softly as wind, "Really, you know I've never lie to you."
Mu Si stared at him quietly and couldn't help asking: "Yuchi, why are you always so kind to me?"
He stroked her side face, and the light in his eyes flowed quietly like a spring water, "It doesn't take a reason to be kind to someone, just like loving someone without reason, there is no equal value. Anyway, every time
When I see you, I hope you can live a happy life.”
She gently covered his hand, and the warmth spread in her heart, "Yuchi, I will never leave you in the future. Even if you want to marry Shen Jiajia, I will be by your side to spend an unhappy marriage with you."
Lan Yuchi felt a sense of relief, "That's right, what I need is a woman who can accompany me to face all the difficulties."
Mu Si put her head on his forehead, "As long as you are not tired of me, I will always be with you, no matter how others view me."
He smiled softly, looked at the warmth in her eyes, and the pretty face under the light was like a touch of red peach blossoms blooming in spring, beautiful to the bone, and the love in his heart was shattered.
He stroked her side face and ren couldn't help but slowly leaned over and kissed her lips.
Her lips were as soft as ever. Although he hadn't kissed her for a long time, he still remembered this feeling freshly, as if he was touched on a ball of cotton, soft to his heart.
He couldn't help but deepen the strength on his lips, sliding towards her lips little by little, and lingered gently on his lips as delicate as a flower petal.
The delicate kiss was as gentle as the spring breeze in March, sucking continuously, crossing the lips from the corners of the lips, and deeply entering her mouth, powerful but not without tenderness, hot and tangled, and smug.