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A smile of happiness appeared on her lips as she kowtowed and prepared to continue sleeping?

"Wife, didn't you say you want to watch the sunrise?" Mu Yi Yang slightly raised the corner of his lips, and said to the person in his arms with a gentle smile.

At this time, the cloth was already filled with morning snacks, and the corner of Mu Yi Yang's mouth slightly raised.

That Gao Mu Liao guy was so attentive!

"Hubby, what's so fragrant?" Song Yao Yao was slightly stunned, she felt a fragrance coming from the tip of her nose, and this fragrance just happened to make Song Yao Yao's stomach protest again.

But, it also made Song Yao Yao understand that there was pain coming from her legs!

Last night …

Just thinking about what happened last night made Song Yao Yao's cheeks burn.

Mu Yi Yang this guy …

"I think it should be Gao Mu Liao sending someone over to deliver breakfast!" Mu Yi Yang placed Song Yao Yao who was wrapped in a quilt into his embrace, and then sat down on the dining cloth.

Then, he casually took the breakfast that Gao Mu Liao had brought, and casually flipped through it.

"Wow, breakfast is really bountiful! Where did you buy it? " Curiosity flickered in the depths of Song Yao Yao's eyes as she asked somewhat curiously.

"Hehe, this is made by the mercenaries. However, the taste is much better than the ones sold in the market." Mu Yi Yang smiled and casually took a piece of cake. After rolling it up slightly, he placed it next to Song Yao Yao's lips.

"Here, try it. Is it better than the market?" Mu Yi Yang said softly, his eyes filled with regret.

"Hmm, then hubby do you know how to do it?" After Song Yao Yao gently took a bite, she immediately felt a fragrant smell on her lips and teeth, and couldn't help but speak in a vague tone.

"I won't …" Mu Yi Yang shook his head slightly as a hint of coldness surfaced on his face.

"Eh, why?" Song Yao Yao couldn't help but boldly ask as her courage rose.

"Have you ever seen a military commander in charge of cooking? This is the work of the cookhouse! " A touch of coldness surfaced on Mu Yi Yang's face, and he could not help but emphasize this repeatedly.

"Alright, my wife, this doesn't seem to be something that you should be concerned about, right?" Mu Yi Yang smiled faintly, and felt that he had made a little too much of a fuss.

"Hehe, then what should I care about?" Song Yao Yao's beautiful eyes grew wide as she looked at Mu Yi Yang with some curiosity, and said with a smile that was a little funny.

"You, ah, should care about what happens when you serve me properly!" Seeing that Song Yao Yao had become more courageous, Mu Yi Yang almost became confused herself. Her eyes flashed a deep smile, and she gradually pressed closer to Song Yao Yao's chest. Her soft words gently wrapped around Song Yao Yao's ears.

"Hubby …" The redness on Song Yao Yao's face was so embarrassed that she did not dare to meet Mu Yi Yang's warm eyes. At this moment, Song Yao Yao only needed to think about her under the blanket, and her entire body... When the smooth blanket touched onto that soft and smooth skin, Song Yao Yao was truly afraid. At this moment, Mu Yi Yang would …

"Wifey, how about … "We …" Mu Yi Yang glanced at the blanket as if he had something to suggest, and a hint of desire gradually surfaced in his eyes.

"Hubby, I'm begging you …" Song Yao Yao immediately looked at Mu Yi Yang with a pitiful gaze.

"Alright, alright, let's watch the sunrise!" Seeing Song Yao Yao's pleading expression, Mu Yi Yang slightly swallowed her saliva, but she was still defeated by Song Yao Yao's innocent expression in the end.

"Mm, okay, thank you, husband!" Hearing Mu Yi Yang's words, Song Yao Yao could not help but get excited, and said with a smile of gratitude.

The finger that was placed under the blanket earlier couldn't help but come out from under the blanket. Then, it hugged Mu Yi Yang's neck and planted a kiss on his lips.

"Wife, are you trying to seduce me?" Mu Yi Yang's beautiful eyes dimmed, and couldn't help but flicker with a strange light.

Because Song Yao Yao had stretched out her arm, her chest was covered with white skin. Although she had left a lot of strawberries at night, it really made him look even more confused.

"I... I... "No..." Song Yao Yao asked nervously. When she realized that Mu Yi Yang's eyes were on him, she immediately used her fair hands to protect the exposed part of her chest.

"Alright, let's watch the sunrise!" Mu Yi Yang slightly swallowed his saliva. Seeing the little white rabbit's anxious look, Mu Yi Yang decided to let her go. After all, the little white rabbit was only …

Last night, she was still unconscious from her own actions, so her body shouldn't be recovering that quickly!

"En, alright!" Song Yao Yao nodded slightly, then excitedly extended a small portion of the sun's light not far away.

The two of them enjoyed the warm glow as they ate breakfast.

The light gradually enveloped the entire land. It was as if the light was a moving pigment that quickly dyed the land with the colors needed by the sun.

The speed at which the sun was rising was slow but also fast. Very soon, half of the sun had already risen from a short distance away. Gradually, the entire sun started to rise towards the sky …

"Wow, the sunrise is really beautiful!" Song Yao Yao could not resist but to praise.

"Hehe, my wife is even more beautiful than the sunrise." Mu Yi Yang could not resist lowering his head to repeat this sentence.

"Hubby, you're going to bully me again." Song Yao Yao's face flickered with a blush, as she looked at Mu Yi Yang with a somewhat bashful expression, and said bashfully.

"Wifey, do you want me to bully you?" Mu Yi Yang's handsome eyes slightly neared Song Yao Yao as she gently laughed and said.

"Hubby, you misunderstood!" Song Yao Yao immediately pouted, and said with a dissatisfied look.

"En, alright!" Song Yao Yao nodded slightly as sshe allowed Mu Yi Yang to carry him. Then, he walked in the direction of the tent.

"Hubby, just put me in the tent. I'll go change my clothes." Mu Yi Yang pursed his lips slightly, smiled and nodded his head, however, he seemed to have thought of something, and his face flickered a little, but quickly disappeared from the handsome face.

However, Song Yao Yao did not notice the minute expressions that flashed past Mu Yi Yang's face. After Mu Yi Yang placed her in the tent, she chased Mu Yi Yang out.

"Hubby, I'm changing, don't come in!" Although the two were already husband and wife, Song Yao Yao still felt a little awkward.

"En, alright!" Mu Yi Yang actually did not insist, but only gave a slight grunt of assent.

Mu Yi Yang stood outside the tent, and did not leave. In his heart, he was silently counting: "One, two, three, four, five …"

Very quickly, he heard Song Yao Yao shouting from the room: "Hubby, hubby, are you outside?" Song Yao Yao shouted with a very low voice. Her bashful and soft voice was like a soft and weak piece of music, winding into the bottom of Mu Yi Yang's heart.

"Hubby, are you outside?" Song Yao Yao raised her voice again and shouted.

"Wife, what's wrong?" Mu Yi Yang then pretended to be just passing by and asked in puzzlement after hearing Song Yao Yao calling out to him.

"Hubby, you tore my clothes last night, so I can't wear it anymore. I remember that you brought me some clothes. Where did you put my clothes?" Song Yao Yao's voice held a hint of curiosity, and asked somewhat nervously. And right now, she was holding a backpack, which should be the backpack that Mu Yi Yang used to store her clothes last night.

And inside the backpack, other than Mu Yi Yang's shirt and Mu Yi Yang's clothes, there was only a very thin and unexpected thing, which looked a little like a television set, which was used to increase one's mood.

Of course, Song Yao Yao did not know what was worth, she could not find her own clothes in the bag, and her own clothes were ripped by Mu Yi Yang, she had no way of wearing it.

"Wife, you have a backpack that should be next to the tent. Look for it!" Mu Yi Yang slightly raised his brows, and couldn't resist the smile that rose to the corners of his mouth as he replied with a smile.

"Hubby, how many backpacks did you bring?" Curiosity flashed through Song Yao Yao's eyes. Other than the bag in her hands, there should not be any other bags in this tent.

"Just one! It should be right there. Alright, my wife, quickly get dressed and come out!" Do I still need to clean up? " The corner of Mu Yi Yang's mouth raised slightly, and could not help but urge with a smile.

"Eh, but …" Song Yao Yao looked at the thing in her hand, and she found it hard to say what she wanted to say.

At this time, Song Yao Yao could no longer hear Mu Yi Yang's reply, she should have already left!

But how should he wear this thing!

Song Yao Yao was in a bit of a difficult situation for a moment, but if she did not wear it, it seemed a little …

Song Yao Yao finally regained her senses and realized that she seemed to have been played by Mu Yi Yang. No, this Mu Yi Yang fellow must have done it on purpose.

But when Song Yao Yao looked at her messy clothes, she had no choice but to put on the few thin pieces in her hands.

She then felt that leaving like this would not be good, and in the end, she still bought a piece of Mu Yi Yang's shirt. Only then did she slowly and bashfully unzip the tent and walk out of the tent.

"Wife, the clothes you're wearing seems to be mine, right?" At this time, Mu Yi Yang was walking over from afar and when he saw Song Yao Yao's outfit, he couldn't help but ask curiously.