Chapter 4489

Qin Wuyan held her chin, quickly blocked her nonsense mouth, kissed her for a long time before letting go: "You are my woman, you are destined to marry me in this life."

He hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu tightly in his arms, "Xiao Yu, some things are not my intention, but there are some things I have to do.

The night I took you to elope, I had already saved my mind to let them go, and gave up all grievances and hatreds, but we were still arrested.

I never held any resentment towards you because of what your father and brother did to me. Why can't you give up pursuing the truth about your brother's death for me? "

Zhuang Xiaoyu was so drunk that she fell limply into Qin Wuyan's arms, but pulled her collar and said softly, "It's so hot, Ah Yan, so hot... "

The collar was torn off by her, Qin Wuyan stared at the snow-white neck, leaned over and picked her up horizontally, strode to the side of the bed, and put her on the bed...

After a while, Zhuang Xiaoyu seemed to be in the warm wind, every part of her body was warm, as if something was blowing over her body, it was very comfortable.

She hugged the person next to her tightly, as if she was afraid that he would leave her, and wanted to get closer and closer, to blend into the warmth...

She thought that in her dream, she rode on a horse, jolted through the long street, walked through the four seasons, spring breeze, summer flowers, autumn rain, winter snow, and finally walked through a vast and dark mist, where she could no longer see the direction up.

There is a big warm palm on her wrist, which has been holding her tightly and has never let go...

It was already the afternoon of the second day after waking up, Zhuang Xiaoyu felt thirsty like burning throat, she coughed twice, someone helped her up, and the sweet honey water was already fed to her lips.

When Zhuang Xiaoyu opened his eyes, he felt dizzy. He couldn't remember everything that happened after he got drunk last night, only his head and throat hurt badly.

She moved a bit, but felt that her index finger was sore and weak. After drinking the water, she raised her eyes and saw the man who was supporting her. Qin Wuyan's eyes were as black as obsidian, and he was looking at her burningly.

Those eyes stabbed Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart like sharp knives. At this moment, she had regained consciousness, avoided his gaze, and was about to get up, only to realize that she was not wearing anything under the quilt.

Qin Wuyan had a smile on his face, and his voice was gentle: "You called my name all night last night, my husband was very happy to hear that."

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."

Qin Wuyan's palm landed on her round shoulders, slowly stroking: "Xiao Yu, ask your own heart, you actually have me in your heart."

Zhuang Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he raised his hand to brush away the palm on his shoulder, and his voice was as cold as ice: "I think I probably recognized the wrong person last night. Your fingers are too rough, and it hurts me."

Qin Wuyan: "Xiao Yu, don't treat me with this attitude, okay?"

"Then how should I treat you?"

"What dissatisfaction do you have with me, can you tell me?" Qin Wuyan said with a gentle expression and a humble tone: "As long as it is something you don't like, I will change it. I will change everything, okay?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at him with a half-smile: "Really?"

Qin Wuyan: "..."

She is teasing him, as if he is a dog that comes and goes when it is called, can be called and discarded at will, and sent at will, but he is like a terminally ill person, and the antidote is in her hands.