"Ye Moyan, don't leave me again! Don't ever leave me again!"
Ling Xuewei buried her head in Ye Moyan's chest and cried loudly, as if she wanted to vent all her grievances and pain!
Ye Moyan just held Ling Xuewei tightly, letting her vent.
"I will never leave you again, not anymore..."
"Ye Moyan, I'm afraid..."
The words "I'm afraid" immediately made Ye Moyan's heart ache.
He wished that all Ling Xuewei's pain should be transferred to him.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Ye Moyan kept comforting Ling Xuewei and kept saying I am here and I will not leave until the person in his arms stopped shaking and gradually regained his composure.
After Ling Xuewei vented her anger, she felt much better.
She had been holding back for so long, and she felt relieved now that it was all revealed.
Seeing that Ling Xuewei calmed down, Ye Moyan held up her face and wiped the tears on her cheeks.
"Weier..."
Ye Moyan looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to carve her appearance into his soul. He leaned down and kissed her cheeks, eyelids, and the tip of her nose... Finally, he landed on her lips.
Kiss, tender and lingering.
Then it became fierce!
This kiss was out of control.
All my thoughts burst at this moment!
The two wandering hearts in the storm finally relied on each other at this moment. No longer willing to restrain, they indulged in wanton...
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When they woke up again, they had returned to Maple Forest Mountain.
Ling Xuewei opened her eyes and saw two little guys beside the bed staring at her without blinking.
One on each side, they held her hand tightly with their little hands. When they saw her waking up, their cute little faces were full of surprise!
"Mother!"
"Sister Fairy, wake up!"
The little guy rushed to her, hugged her tightly and cried loudly.
"Mother Mianmian is scared... Where have you been for so long? Mianmian is so worried about you..."
Mianmian has been frightened these days, but she is very sensible and does not show it. But after all, she is a child, no matter how strong she is, how strong can she be? Now that she sees her mother waking up, the fear she has been feeling for the past few days can no longer be sustained.
When Ling Xuewei heard her crying, her heart was broken and she felt distressed.
Ling Xuewei hugged Mianmian's milky little body and kept patting her back, comforting her, "Be good, don't cry, mother is back, isn't she? Mianmian is strong, mother is proud of you, we Mianmian are brave, mother
I promise that I will never leave you again. There will be dad and A Yuan. We will be together for the rest of our lives..."
A Yuan's big eyes were also red, his little black head was buried in her neck, and he hugged her tightly, "Well, we will never be separated for the rest of our lives!"
The little voice was trembling and nasal, which made Ling Xuewei's heart melt.
The two little guys finally stopped crying, but their eyes were also swollen.
Ling Xuewei rubbed their heads, "Where is your father?"
"Dad is talking to Grandpa outside! I'm going to find him!"
Before A Yuan could go, the door opened, and Ye Moyan and Mr. Jiuhe walked in.
"Girl, are you awake?"
"Respect the elderly."
"Don't move, just lie down. Your injury has not healed, and you have been frightened by running around for days. Now you have to rest."
The old man asked Ling Xuewei to lie down. Ye Moyan walked over to her and sat down. He raised his hand and touched her forehead, "The fever is gone."
"I have a fever?"
"Yes, mom has a serious fever! Daddy has been taking care of mom! She just went out!" said the little Mianmian.
Ye Moyan looked at Mianmian, his eyes were particularly gentle.
When he lost his memory in the past, he didn't know why he felt a strange affinity for Mianmian. Even if he had some guesses later, it was nothing like the enlightenment and enlightenment he felt now that he had regained all his memories.
It turns out that blood is thicker than water, and natural family love is irresistible.
Mianmian was his biological daughter, his child, so even if he lost all his memories, he still loved her endlessly.
When he left that year, Ling Xuewei was in labor, and without his knowledge, she gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a boy.
He has a pair of children, a pair of children Xuewei gave birth to for him!
Little did he know how happy he was when he learned that Mianmian was his biological daughter!
But, his son...
On the side, Jiuhe was talking to Ling Xuewei, asking her to have a good rest and they would take care of the rest.
After seeing Ling Xuewei, the old man went out, leaving space for them, and also took A Yuan and Mianmian out.
Although the two little guys didn't want to leave, Xuewei told them to go eat first and come back after eating. Then they left without looking back.
Ling Xuewei knew that because of her disappearance, the two little ones felt very insecure. Mianmian, in particular, did not want to leave her for a moment.
For this reason, she felt even more distressed.
Because she couldn't help herself and was often in danger, she couldn't give Mianmian the companionship and joy of an ordinary family. She had too many responsibilities and expectations, as well as too many alternatives. Although she hoped to be by Mianmian's side all the time, she couldn't
In this world of the jungle, there is so much helplessness.
"Weier, thank you."
Ye Moyan held her hand.
"Thank you for what?"
"Mianmian, our daughter, thank you for giving birth to such a lovely child for me."
Ling Xuewei's eyes were a little sore as she thought of the despair that night, the day when Diandian was taken away...
