The touch on the lips made Ling Yunting slightly startled, Wenxiang Nephrite was in his arms, and the woman's eyelashes trembling like a fan, but they were strangely tender.
He can feel her love.
Feeling her liking, she was filled with only herself.
The touch and pain caused by Ye Zexi's appearance was dissipated cleanly at this moment, leaving only the joy and satisfaction in his heart.
He grabbed the back of her head and deepened the kiss.
No matter how she used to be, she likes him now, that's enough.
Mu Zhiqing was hugged by Ling Yunting and sat on the bed, her hands wrapped around his neck, her blushing face buried in his neck.
"I only like you."
Ling Yunting's heart had already been touched soft and muddy, and when he heard Mu Zhiqing's words, the curvature of the corners of his lips rose unconsciously, and the sky was clear.
With that said, Mu Zhiqing gave up being shy, sat up straight, and stared at Ling Yunting, her expression more serious than ever.
"Yun Ting, I don't know what happened to you and Ye Zexi before.
What he said to me before made me understand that I seemed to know him before, but I don't remember. "
Hearing, Ling Yunting's heart was tight, he was the one who didn't want Zhiqing to think of all this.
"I have never told you one thing."
Mu Zhiqing seemed to have made a decision, and finally spoke.
"I am not the real Mu Zhiqing."
At the moment after speaking, Mu Zhiqing's eyes couldn't help being covered with a layer of haze.
She had wanted to tell her about this many times, but after all she did not say it.
This is one thing, and there is another thing, both of which are undoubtedly something to be said.
After all, the relationship between the two of them has reached such a point. If they don't treat each other honestly and keep covering up, she feels sorry for being so sincere.
She lowered her head and summoned the courage to continue: "I occupied Mu Zhiqing's body halfway through an accident, so it is not me who really made a marriage contract with you, but the previous Mu Zhiqing."
The touch on the lips made Ling Yunting slightly startled, Wenxiang Nephrite was in his arms, and the woman's eyelashes trembling like a fan, but they were strangely tender.
He can feel her love.
Feeling her liking, she was filled with only herself.
The touch and pain caused by Ye Zexi's appearance was dissipated cleanly at this moment, leaving only the joy and satisfaction in his heart.
He grabbed the back of her head and deepened the kiss.
No matter how she used to be, she likes him now, that's enough.
Mu Zhiqing was hugged by Ling Yunting and sat on the bed, her hands wrapped around his neck, her blushing face buried in his neck.
"I only like you."
Ling Yunting's heart had already been touched soft and muddy, and when he heard Mu Zhiqing's words, the curvature of the corners of his lips rose unconsciously, and the sky was clear.
With that said, Mu Zhiqing gave up being shy, sat up straight, and stared at Ling Yunting, her expression more serious than ever.
"Yun Ting, I don't know what happened to you and Ye Zexi before.
What he said to me before made me understand that I seemed to know him before, but I don't remember. "
Hearing, Ling Yunting's heart was tight, he was the one who didn't want Zhiqing to think of all this.
"I have never told you one thing."
Mu Zhiqing seemed to have made a decision, and finally spoke.
"I am not the real Mu Zhiqing."
At the moment after speaking, Mu Zhiqing's eyes couldn't help being covered with a layer of haze.
She had wanted to tell her about this many times, but after all she did not say it.
This is one thing, and there is another thing, both of which are undoubtedly something to be said.
After all, the relationship between the two of them has reached such a point. If they don't treat each other honestly and keep covering up, she feels sorry for being so sincere.
She lowered her head and summoned the courage to continue: "I occupied Mu Zhiqing's body halfway through an accident, so it is not me who really made the marriage contract with you, but the previous Mu Zhiqing."