Chapter 1206
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Mo Ying update:2022-08-22 12:53
Joe Mai MACHINE TRANSLATION
Lei Zhenyu’s eyes were dark red, and his heart was quickly filled with ecstasy. Although he had heard Lan Ruoshui scold ru Yu for saying that Jin Zhengnan did not touch her or anything, in the end, ru Yu and Jin Zhengnan had been married for three years. No matter how miserable their marriage was…… There should be such a thing, right?
However, reality proved that this time, he had really picked up a treasure…… ……
Looking at the tears that kept rolling down her face, he could not help but bend down and kiss those crystal clear tears that were as bright as diamonds. It was as if he was kissing the most beautiful treasure of his life…… ……
The snow outside the window fell silently, and the surroundings were silent. The heater in the car was not turned on, but because of the ripples of the spring, it was particularly ambiguous…… ……
All the time, she was singing softly
All the time, she was the first bud of the flower
All the time, it was the first snow that melted
All the time, he was intoxicated in the flower, yet he was extremely protective……
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One day, Mr. Dongfang Mo came back from a business trip for half a month. He held a few skewers of food in his hands and ran home happily. “Mu Ru, I bought you your favorite ice-sugar Gourd! ”
Unfortunately, there was no one in the house and no response. So, he could only take these few skewers of food upstairs, thinking that her beloved wife should be resting in the bedroom.
So, he tiptoed into the bedroom, thinking of giving her a surprise.
However, there was no one in the bedroom either. He frowned as he walked out and headed towards the rooftop, wondering if she would be in the glass sunroom on the top floor.
However, when he walked up to the sunroom on the top floor, he found that it was empty. There was no one there. There was only a room full of flowers and the two-seater chair waiting there quietly.
Where did Xi Muru go Didn’t she become an Otaku Isn’t she still staying at home now?
He slowly walked down the stairs in disappointment. The hall was still quiet. The Sun outside was scorching hot. In such hot weather, where would Xi Muru go if she didn’t stay at home?
When he walked out of the hall, the Sun was still scorching hot. He had a flash of inspiration and remembered that Xi Muru might have gone to the natural bath at the back of the mountain in such weather.
At the back of one inch ink city’s mountain, there was a natural hot spring. It was called a hot spring, but the water inside was warm in winter and cool in summer. It could be said to be a hot spring in winter and a cool spring in summer.
Of course, in winter, he often went to the hot spring with Xi Muru. In summer, the two of them also often went to the hot spring to wash away the heat. That was their favorite place and also a natural hot bed.
Because the sun was high, by the time he reached the foot of the back mountain, the ice-sugar Gourd in his hand had already melted. The sweet honey dripped onto his hand, and he could not help but put his hand into his mouth. Needless to say, it was so sweet!
It was not easy to walk up to the hot spring pool. Sure enough, he saw a skirt thrown into the basket at the side, and Xi Muru, that woman, was wearing a swimsuit and swimming in the hot spring pool like a small fish. The moment he turned his head, he saw him.
He immediately waved the ice-sugar Gourd in his hand at her. “Mu Ru, the ice-sugar Gourd has melted. Are you still eating it? ”
“You help me to send over! ” Xi Muru waved to him: “COME DOWN! ”
He looked at the ice-sugar Gourd in his hand, and then looked at his clothes, AH, anyway has been soaked in sweat, it is okay to go on like this, can’t throw her ice-sugar Gourd to throw away, there is no place to put it.
With this in mind, he directly kicked off the shoes on his feet, and then raised the ice-sugar Gourd in his hand, step by step toward the woman in the water…… ……
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