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As she spoke, her words caused his body to tremble. Looking at her slightly swaying body of water, he suddenly felt a touch of gentleness from the bottom of his heart. He reached out his hand to brush against her sea of water, "In the future, if the children want to make medicine again, I'll do it."

The hand that was making the medicine came to a sudden stop, and her nose turned sour. She actually choked up a little, "Who told you not to believe that the child was yours at that time. Also, you actually thought that I was going to rely on the child to stick to you." If it wasn't for what he had said, she wouldn't have insisted on leaving him for a few years for the sake of her dignity. In those years, she didn't suffer the most, but the children.

Leng Muxian did not say anything for a long time. Perhaps, even he did not know how to respond to her.

After applying the medicine and then wrapping it with gauze, her movements couldn't be considered proficient, but she barely passed the test. First was her arm, then her leg, these injuries were actually only small wounds to him, they were nothing at all. However, for the sake of the latter autumn, they were quite serious, to the extent that every time her medicine fell, she would worry if he hurt, but from start to end, the man didn't make a sound.

Finally recovered, she clapped her hands, "Alright, didn't you say you were tired? "Then go to sleep." She told him to go to bed, but she bent down to clear the medicine chest.

"Leave it for now. Tomorrow, let Mother Zhang clean it up." His voice was deep, almost nasal.

"No, otherwise, the room would be filled with the smell of this medicine box."

"No, I think it smells like you everywhere." This time, she was thrown backwards into his embrace, her head just in time to rest on his uninjured arm. Perhaps it was because of what she had said before, but under the gaze of her clear eyes, his thin lips slowly fell towards hers …

It was only when his face was getting closer and closer that she caught a whiff of his breath that she finally realized what he was going to do and that he was going to kiss her.

But by the time she reached out to push against his chest, his thin lips had already fallen on hers.

The scalding touch caused her body to tremble. Was he crazy?

He was injured.

Could it be that he wanted her to compensate him for his insatiable thirst these few days?

The questions melted with his kiss, and perhaps the deep love still existed in her heart, so that it was as if she had been given a cup of his, and her lilacs danced softly with his tongue, and the sweet taste filled her mouth, intoxicating her.

That was something she hadn't expected herself, and it turned out that she was still full of resentment, but when she walked into the room and saw the wounds on his body, everything changed.

She didn't believe in Min Min Min. As for Min Qiu, she might just be Feng Shaoyang's wife. No matter how much Leng Min Xun loved her, he wouldn't be able to marry her.

At the time, he thought she could take Minqiu's place, not because of love, but because he needed a woman to be Mrs. Leng.

As long as she kissed, as long as she was intoxicated and dreamt of death, it turned out that she couldn't leave him. She liked the feeling of him kissing her, that dream-like feeling was so beautiful, it made her close her eyes tightly shut, and she only wanted to get rid of the cruel things in her life.

As he kissed her, his gaze fell upon her hair. He liked her long hair, it had always been like this, and her black hair seemed to float with the scent of ancient ink, carrying the smell of pure and beautiful ancient writing. In truth, she was different from Min Qiu.

In his heart, when he thought of Min Qiu, he allowed his kiss to end slowly. He even allowed her to breathe, allowing her to breathe heavily. He allowed her to open her eyes and look back at him with a dense aura. He spoke softly, his lips pressing against her earlobes. Those tiny soft earlobes brought along the fragrance from her body. It was something that couldn't be wiped away no matter how hard he tried.

"What?" She could never understand what he was saying at the first moment.

"Wait for me to forget about Min Qiu. Then, don't leave me."

For the first time, he spoke to her with warmth, and for the first time, there was a hint of pleading in his voice. For the first time, there was a hint of pleading in his voice, and for the first time, there was a hint of weakness in his voice, and for the first time, he spoke to her with warmth, and for the first time, there was a hint of pleading in his voice for the first time, and for the second time, there was a moment of weakness, and for the first time, there was a moment of sadness.

She silently allowed his lips to continue rubbing against her earlobes. When the two places of softness and softness came into contact, she could only feel her heart beating faster than when he was kissing her.

Thump thump …

Thump thump …

Her heart was with him, without any hesitation.

The low and hoarse voice sounded again, "Do you believe it? I've loved her for many years, but I've never touched her. "

He had already set the late autumn as his target for confiding in others. Perhaps, he had wanted to pour out these words to a person for many years already, but he had never found a suitable target to pour out his feelings to. So now, he sought her out.

He continued to listen to him whisper. As he was settling his heart, he whispered his story to her, "I love her, but she's married to Feng Shaoyang. Do you know why this is?"

She shook her head in bewilderment. Suddenly, she felt that he was also so pitiful. No one knew better than her how to love a person without being able to get that person's feelings because she was the one who loved him while he kept warning her not to fall in love with him.

"Hehe, it's Ning Zi Su. She forcefully snatched Min Qiu away from me and then let Min Qiu marry Feng Shaoyang. Sometimes, I feel that this world is really mysterious and that I actually fell in love with my younger brother, Feng Shaoyang."

"But you are all Ning Zisu's sons."

"That's right, but even though her blood was flowing in my body, she never treated me as her son. The only son in her heart is Feng Shaoyang." As he spoke in a low voice, he removed all of his cold outer shell. It was so fragile that it was like a woman who had just fallen in love narrating the story of her lost love.

"Forget it, let's not talk about that. Perhaps there really is no fate between us. She is pregnant with Feng Shaoyang's child. Late Autumn, can you really give me some time?" Maybe I was a bit greedy, but because of Shi Shi and Guo Guo, I wanted to give them a complete home. "

Snorting, tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes. So, when a man cut his own heart open to her, that was her weakness. She softened her heart, saying that he had never touched Minqiu before, but she actually believed him.

Her red lips parted slightly, and for the first time, she took the initiative to kiss him, thinking of nothing and thinking of nothing. If he wanted to give her a chance, then why wouldn't she want it?

She loved him too, didn't she?

He had already said so, which meant that all her previous confusion was only because he had to.

In fact, a man's heart is fragile.

As for him, since he didn't mind cutting off his weak side for her, it proved that she had some position in his heart, so what if she was Minqiu's substitute?

If she could love, if she could stay together, then she was willing.

For the children, and for herself.

She was willing to be a moth on fire, as long as she experienced that happiness, then she would never regret, forever.

Her lips were pressed against his, and her entire body was hanging on his body. She even forgot the wounds on his body.

He only had one arm around her waist, and his four lips once again met hers. This time, it was heavenly thunder that caused the earth to tremble, and she knew that at this moment, he was definitely different from her.

If they both gave each other time, would they be able to start over?

In a trance, his lips started moving down, and as he kissed her neck, he forced her teeth onto his shoulder. Perhaps it was because of what he said just now, she was really moved by him, "Leng Mushan, you know? I've loved you for a long, long time. " Perhaps, even as she jumped into his car, she had fallen in love with him, unaware that he had been the master of her soul that night and that she would never be able to escape him again.

Both of them had suddenly confessed, which seemed a little sudden, but everything seemed so natural. At the moment when she was being treated, he didn't know why, but seeing her like this, he didn't want to let her go.

Half a year later, he didn't even think about it.

Minqiu, after this time, perhaps they will never be able to get together again.

Let go, let go is a new beginning for each other, Minqiu is, he too.

Since Min Qiu had Feng Shaoyang, then his was the latter half of the autumn, right?

That 'autumn' was his favorite word. The moment he saw her on that summer's night many years ago, and heard her name, he even thought that she was a gift from Minqiu. Now that he thought about it, it was so magical that when she rushed out of the school, his car just happened to pass by and was called to a halt.

For six years he had been trying to forget her, but at midnight he would dream of her, and when he rose from every woman, he would think of her, and of her having a pair of daughters for a man, and he would never know that they were his daughters.