Murong Xiang closed the door, then leaned against the door, clasped his hands around his chest, and looked at Yi Ling'er with slightly squinted eyes.

Yi Ling'er didn't find out that Murong Xiang was wrong, and she kept thinking about how to match Rong An and Qiaoman.

"I'm full, but I don't seem to have eaten much."

"......" can see that others don't eat much, don't you know what to do with him?

Murong Xiang's current head is a typical dead brain, and he can't bend around at all.

After stopping for a long time, Yi Ling'er realized that there was something wrong with the breath in the air, and when she turned around, she found that Murong Xiang was looking at her with extremely resentful eyes, almost causing her to spit out the water she had just drunk in her mouth.

However, she couldn't bear to see Murong Xiang like this, so she put down the teacup in her hand and walked towards Murong Xiang.

"What's wrong?"

Yi Ling'er rarely had such a gentle tone, and the whole person was weakly nestled in Murong Xiang's arms, and since she woke up, she herself felt that she was becoming more and more dependent on Murong Xiang.

I want to stick to him all the time!

"Murong Xiang, I don't think I can do without you, what should I do?" Yi Ling'er's head rubbed against his chest, and she whispered softly, as if she was coquettish, and there was a hint of helplessness.

Murong Xiang was still angry, but he didn't want to be easily resolved by Yi Ling'er's words and actions.

"Since you can't live without me, stay by my side, I won't dislike you for the rest of my life anyway."

Murong Xiang lowered his head and pressed his chin against her hair, but he still had to go to Chen's house tomorrow, Ling'er was not in good health, and he was afraid that he would be separated again.

Yi Ling'er didn't know where she got the courage to raise her head and kiss Murong Xiang's lips, she was so afraid that this was a dream, and she wouldn't remember him when she woke up.

This more than a month of life has been like a nightmare, but fortunately, even if she loses her memory, she only has feelings for Murong Xiang.

"Ling'er ......"

Murong Xiang felt a warmth on his lips before he reacted, and his heart was a little excited.

Without waiting for Illinger to leave, he clasped her tightly, enjoying her beauty to the fullest, the kiss was a little eager and extremely gentle.

Murong Xiang kept rubbing her lips, not going deeper, I don't know if Yi Ling'er licked his lips with her tongue intentionally or unintentionally, Murong Xiang's forbearance that he tried his best to control was completely defeated in an instant.

When Murong Xiang felt a loosening of his waist, he hurriedly grabbed Yi Ling'er's moving hand and said hoarsely: "Ling'er, the child ......"

Tap ......

Yi Ling'er just wanted to feel Murong Xiang's existence and let her know that this was not a dream, it was real.

Murong Xiang had endured it for a long time, but he was afraid that he would hurt the child Ling'er and was unwilling, so he endured it all the time, and now Ling'er's two words are undoubtedly the greatest salvation for him.

Immediately bent down and hugged Yi Ling'er to the side of the bed, gently put her on the bed, the lip flap never left Yi Ling'er's body, moved from the lips to the collarbone, and gently pulled her belt away with one hand, revealing a piece of snow-white skin on her chest, violently stimulating Murong Xiang's nerves.

But he still suppressed himself strongly, he couldn't hurt the child, and his movements were as gentle as possible.

Yi Ling'er was already paralyzed by Murong Xiang's kiss, and as Murong Xiang's hand roamed over her body, some irrepressible small sounds overflowed from Yi Ling'er's slightly open lips