The runaway wife of the president of the empire

"I hope it's a girl! A girl as beautiful as you!" Lei Yufeng's voice was deep and hoarse, "Actually, as long as it's born by you, I like it!"

He pulled her into his arms, and combed her long hair with his slender fingers. Slowly, he lowered his head and buried his face in her silky, fragrant hair. Tears flowed down her hair.

"I'm going to take a shower!" After a long time, he let go of his hand and went to the bathroom with a towel.

Mu Yiyi looked at his tall back and snickered sweetly.

She didn't notice Lei Yufeng's dim eyes and the tears in his eyes. [

After a while, Lei Yufeng came out of the bath, lifted the quilt and went to bed, hugged Mu Yiyi into his arms without saying a word, and sat on the head of the bed.

Because his strong upper body was naked, Mu Yiyi's face stuck to his skin.

Listening to his strong heartbeat, Mu Yiyi's fingers drew circles around the scar left by the gunshot wound on his chest.

"I have something to tell you!" The two said the same thing almost at the same time.

Mu Yiyi laughed in his arms.

"You speak first!" It was the same voice again.

"Then I'll talk first!" Mu Yijiao said angrily, and took out the letter that Beitang Wu left for her from under the pillow.

"what is this?"

"My father left it, your grandfather gave it to me!"

Lei Yufeng lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead, and said hoarsely, "What did you write?"

"I don't know. I haven't watched it yet. I want to watch it with you." She turned her body half sideways, with her arms hanging around his neck, looking like a little bird clinging to him. "Let's watch it together, okay?"

"Okay!" He caressed her delicate cheeks and pulled her into his arms.

Mu Yiyi lay in his arms, letting her somewhat chaotic heartbeat slowly calm down, then let go of him and carefully opened the envelope.

When she took out the letter paper, her nose twitched suddenly, and her body shook in his arms.

"Yiyi, don't cry!"

"Ok!"

She agreed, but seeing the vigorous handwriting on it, the circles of her eyes were red.

There are only eleven words on the letterhead:

My dear daughter, Dad blesses you! [

Mu Yiyi bit her lip, her vision gradually blurred. She thought there should be a lot written on it, but she didn't expect that there were only blessings.

"I'm sorry! Dad! I'm sorry!" she murmured.

Lei Yufeng silently hugged her tightly, and sucked away the tears on her face bit by bit.

"Yiyi, it's my fault, I didn't..."

Mu Yiyi raised his hand to cover Lei Yufeng's mouth, shook his head and said, "Don't say any more, it's over, over. No one is wrong, standing on their own ground, no one is wrong."

Lei Yufeng freed up one hand, took the letter from Mu Yiyi, and carefully placed it on the bedside table.

"I thought Dad would blame me..."

"He loves you, so he will only bless you!"

"Yes! He knew that if we love each other without his blessing, it would be a pity, so he left this letter." Mu Yiyi said heartbroken.

How wonderful it would be if Dad was alive!

She raised her face and looked at Lei Yufeng with tears in her eyes. When she was in a complicated mood, she remembered Lei Ting's words: Jason loves you so much, I don't want him to be wronged by you, and I don't want you to blame him for this. .

"What are you looking at?" Lei Yufeng asked softly, stroking her cheek with his thumb.