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How sweet!

The sweet taste made him intoxicated, and the dizzying dizziness also made him extremely happy. It was the heaven and earth cheering for them!

"Xin Yue, I love you so much. I love you so much …" She tried to fall in love, tried to accept it, and he forcefully kissed her.

Lan Xinyue's cheeks were burning red. She wanted to confess to him as well, but she couldn't. She could only let out a little cry that came out of her throat …

"Senior …" "No..." His nature had frightened Lan Xinyue. Firstly, there was someone watching him from the shadows, and secondly, there was poison in her body. If he really lost control, then the consequences would be unimaginable.

Leng Mubai's eyes became red with anxiety. His dark red eyes said, "One mouthful …"

Feeling pained, Lan Xinyue shook her head, not even daring to look at his battered body and mind. "Tonight is our start, we still have a lot of time. If senior really only wants a taste, then when we return to our room, I don't want to be here …"

Before he could say the word "li", the ringing sound of his phone suddenly rang in the sea of flowers. Lan Xinyue heaved a sigh of relief, it was her cell phone ringing. "Senior can relax, I have a call to make."

Leng Mubai also woke up from his state of mind. As he pulled back his teeth, he began to pant as he forced back the oppressive heat wave. It took him a while before he managed to calm down as he pressed his hand against her forehead and said in a low and helpless voice, "Then we'll talk after we return to the room. I think we can have an extra meal tonight."

She reached for her phone, but when she took it out, there was no call at all, and the bell was still ringing.

"Oh, it's my number. I used to use little stars, remember, six years ago you heard them in the car. "But after you left, I changed it. I just came back today." Only then did Leng Mubai come back to his senses, smiling warmly and gently.

Of course, Lan Xinyue remembered, and she was also very surprised at the time. She couldn't understand why her senior would use a childish song like Little Star to ring the bell, but now she understood. It was because it was her favorite nursery rhyme, and she liked it because it was her mother's favorite song.

Curiously, he leaned forward and saw five big words on his cell phone's screen: "Du Yating is calling."

Du Yating was a familiar yet unfamiliar name, but now that he saw her again, his heart felt extremely sour and bitter. Du Yating was his fiancée, the person he was going to marry, no matter how much he loved her, he had never heard him say that he was going to marry her again after she came back.

If he married Dujardin, then she would be his wife. If he didn't like her, then she would be his wife as well, and she would have the same identity as Miao Qinxin — A beautiful woman!

Heh, her beauty knows her limits. Only at this moment did she realize how much of a mockery these words were. They were used on this society, on her!

Quietly, painfully, she retracted her gaze, pretending that she didn't see anything. She only raised her head, watching as cherry blossoms fell from the sky. How beautiful!

However, Leng Mubai didn't notice her expression. He held his phone and looked at it for a moment, then walked four or five steps forward before answering the phone. With a cold tone, he said, "You're still calling me so late. Have you already returned to your home country?"

"Not yet." A lazy and drunken voice came from the other end of the phone.

"He hasn't returned yet, so why did he make such a phone call? Didn't I say that we can discuss this after returning home?" Displeased, Leng Mubai tightly knitted his brows. His black eyes were filled with displeasure. At the same time, his hand reached out and broke a small branch that was filled with cherry blossoms.

"Originally, I wanted to return early and get married. To me, this is the most important thing in my life. But who would have thought that you would suddenly change your mind and postpone your marriage? I don't want to go back, and there's no point in going back. " Dujardin laughed drunkenly. Her laughter seemed to be ferocious, but also seemed to be venting her displeasure.

"In that case, don't come back. Come back when you have an idea …"

"You're going to marry Miao Qin?" Dujardin interrupted with a laugh.

"Nope." Leng Mubai turned his head, only to see that Lan Xinyue had already left her original place. She had her back to him as she walked forward. Her delicate and exquisite curvy figure blended into the falling cherry blossom rain, beautiful yet lonely.

He knew that Miao Qin liked him, but they only had a relationship between a superior and a subordinate. They were only ordinary friends of the opposite sex, and he would never marry her.

The only person he wanted to marry would always be Lan Xinyue!

"You don't want to marry Miao Qin, and you don't want to marry me. Leng Mubai, just what other woman is there in your heart?" As if she had seen his thoughts, Dujardin's question was straightforward and clear.

Leng Mubai said in an unhappy tone, "Du Yating, you care too much. If you still remember, then you should remember that our marriage was established on the basis of cooperation, without any feelings involved. That is to say, you don't have the qualifications to ask about my privacy, so you don't have to worry about who I'm with …"

"Haha …" Du Yating laughed wildly, interrupting Leng Mubai's words, "If I ask you to get married, you can just drag it out. Now that I'm asking you, you can come and emphasize cooperation with me. What is cooperation? You marry me and I give you what you want? What do you want? Want the truth about your mother's death? I have the truth of death, but if you don't marry me, I will never give it to you. Leng Mubai, just who do you love? "

Yes, Leng Mubai's marriage to Dujardin was a deal, because Dujardin had said to him, "If you marry me, I can tell you the truth about your mother's death. On the night of our wedding night, we will deliver the goods together. "

When he met Du Yating, it was exactly when Lan Xinyue was missing. Leng Mubai was disheartened and he agreed to Du Yating's request. However, he was not willing to accept it, so he dragged it on until now.

Now that Lan Xinyue had come out, he was even more certain that he wouldn't be able to find out. He had been investigating the truth of his mother's death, and he believed that he would definitely be able to find out.

The corner of Leng Mubai's mouth hooked up as he said indifferently, "You don't need to care who I love. Moreover, you and I are already cooperating. If you're not satisfied, you can call it a day. "I've been very busy recently and haven't had the time to take into account our marriage …"

"If you don't have time to worry about it, then don't worry about it. I'll be back next Friday at the fair. I won't lose to Miao Qin Xin, and I won't lose to any other woman." "However, I still hope that you can announce the date of our marriage on the spot. Otherwise, I'm afraid that if I get agitated, I will really do something like breaking my engagement and injuring others." With a ferocious laugh, Dujardin hung up the phone amidst threats.

Not only was Leng Mubai not afraid of her, but he also wanted to break the agreement. She had automatically backed out, which was the best protection for Lan Xinyue, but he had never dreamed that her destruction would be so severe.

Because he could not think of what was going to happen that day, he was ecstatic and even his footsteps became lighter. He ran to catch up to Lan Xinyue and hugged her from behind, then handed her a bunch of flowers. He beamed at her and said, "Sword of Treasure for a hero, fresh flowers for a beauty, would you like it?"

Lan Xinyue smiled and nodded, but his innocent smile stung, because she had misunderstood, thinking that Dujardin had pleased him, given him so much joy, that they had just finished the call.

She lowered her head, looking at the flower in her hand, concealing her displeasure, and said lightly, "Senior, my stomach is so hungry. When can we eat?"