The fake princess: the husband is so black

Chapter 242 Interlocking fingers, relatively speechless
Hearing the sound of running away, Luan Yingyao was still unable to recover from the embarrassment.

"Well, Mu Yun, I, I admit, I am cowardly, I dare not face—" Luan Yingyao simply told the truth.

Mu Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was really scared, but she still refused to admit it, so what should he do?
Holding her in his arms at once, his lips directly turned into thoughts, enveloping her——

"Hmm—" Luan Yingyao opened her eyes wide, watching his sudden attack, a little caught off guard.Familiar taste, familiar breath.

Mu Yun's kiss was punishing and domineering. He had been separated from this woman for so long, and he thought about it every day. Where is this woman?Heartless, but always wanted to escape!Even pretending to be husband and wife with someone else.

How could this not make him angry and depressed?
"Oh, it hurts—" Luan Yingyao suddenly pushed him away, covering her lips, and he actually bit herself!
"It's good to know that it hurts, let's see if you dare to run away next time—" Mu Yun's voice was somewhat domineering, and there was an indescribable sense of comfort in his tone.

Yes, after chasing for so long, searching for so long, looking for so long, the person whom he has missed for so long is in front of him, how can he not be happy?
Luan Yingyao is silent, why is she the one who ignored her in the end?

"Yao'er, don't leave to be your husband in the future—" There was a bit of helplessness in her tone, this woman was ruthless and decisive when she really did things, she didn't consider other people's feelings at all, he was afraid of her, who Why can't he leave her?

"En." Luan Yingyao murmured to answer, but her heart was full of twists and turns. She found that she answered, and the overflowing happiness in her heart returned.

It turns out that sometimes, happiness is that simple.

Just one sentence, just one person, is enough to be happy.

"Yao'er—" Mu Yun looked at Luan Yingyao in her arms, her eyes were full of doting and joy, "It's great that you're back."

After rubbing her hair, she pursed her lips, "Lady, because my husband doesn't want to see your current skin, change it."

"Isn't it good-looking?" Luan Yingyao made a provocative gesture, lying on the back of the bed, propping her head on her hands, with a very charming expression.

Mu Yun swallowed unconsciously, "Yaoer—" her voice was hoarse but she still tried her best to control it, "I miss you."

"Okay." Luan Yingyao sighed, took out a bottle as if conjuring, wiped it on her face, and then took off the mask——

"Painted Patriarch?"

"Bingo! You're really smart." Luan Yingyao patted his face, slowly revealing her fair and delicate face.

Familiar people, familiar feelings, that kind of happiness also overflowed Mu Yun's heart.

How nice, the person you miss is right in front of you.

How wonderful, the person you long for seems to have never changed.

How good it is, haunting and dreaming, surrounding my heart.

How nice, fingers interlocked, staring at each other speechlessly.

Just looking at it like that, there are tears in her eyes,

Just looking at it like that, she didn't seem to know what to say.

After a long time, she said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Mu Yun, you've lost weight."

Yes, lost weight.

Mu Yun smiled wryly, "Do you know how I got here?"

Luan Yingyao almost choked up, her hand touched his face, it seemed like it was still yesterday when they parted.

"In the days without you, I hardly have a smile. I don't think about food and tea. I kneel down in front of my father's grave at night, and rush out to look for you during the day—"

Luan Yingyao's tears slowly rolled down, and Mu Yun wiped away the hot tears with her fingers.

"So, in the future, don't leave me." Mu Yun paused, "Otherwise, we will miss more and more time, and when you see me again, you will become an old man."

Puchi-

Luan Yingyao couldn't help laughing, "Then I'm an old woman."

"Then, old lady, are you willing to follow my old man?"

"Grandpa, the old woman is not willing, because you are too old—"

Seeing Luan Yingyao giggling, Mu Yun's hand was teasing her armpit——

Until Luan Yingyao burst into tears from laughing——

The four eyes meet again——

"Miss."

"husband."

"Hey, why is it your husband? Not your husband?" Mu Yun suddenly asked curiously.

"Because, you are my husband in my eyes." Luan Yingyao blinked her eyes, playful and cute.

Mu Yun nodded, "I understand, because you dislike me for being old, well, I will prove it to you, whether I am old—"

"Well--"

Mu Yun's lips covered hers again——

Tossing and turning, the light taste turns into a deep kiss——

He had missed this lip for a long time.

He had missed this taste for a long time.

He and she seem to have never been separated——

He didn't dare to touch those days without her.

"My lady, I miss you."

"Honey, I miss you too."

"Think why I didn't come back to find me." Mu Yun nodded her pretty nose, with deep love in her eyes.

"Because, I'm afraid, I'm afraid to come back, your mother will force you like that again. I'm afraid to come back, and you chose your mother again. I'm afraid to come back, you will treat me as an enemy—" Luan Yingyao almost choked up , "I'm even more afraid that you will say something that hurts me."

Therefore, she would rather leave alone than face it.

What she wants to leave behind is all the beauty, not the harm.

After leaving like this, at least she will miss her and be happy.

If she was hurt and left, then her heart would probably be riddled with holes, and she would not have much confidence and motivation.

"What a silly daughter-in-law." She squeezed her pretty nose, facing the tip of her nose, and her breath filled the tip of his nose.

More than five years have created a pair of mature lovers.

Mu Yun just wanted to say, "That's great, you are still you, and I am still me."

"That's great, you are still you, and I am still me." Luan Yingyao murmured in response to his words.

"My lady—" Mu Yun's eyes fell on her exposed neck, with a somewhat unknown light.

Luan Yingyao coughed lightly, "It's broad daylight, and my son is still outside."

"Ah?" Mu Yun looked towards the door——

Suddenly, a small figure flashed by the window, "Mother, Dad, you go on, I'm a soy sauce—"

Luan Yingyao's black line, unexpectedly, he is really outside?When did you come here?

Mu Yun also has black lines, my father is flirting inside the house, and my son is studying outside, this, isn't it, too weird——

However, his son's words of "daddy" really touched his heart, and he was still worried that his son would deny him.

"Since those who should go have already left, we—" Mu Yun looked at the people below him with treacherous eyes——

Nephrite is in his arms, he is not Liu Xiahui, what's more, the woman in his arms is the woman he dreams of, the woman he loves deeply, how can he control it?
(End of this chapter)