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After another three or two days, after returning from that quiet and lingering town. ,.,.

At this moment, Wang Yong is calmly and skillfully busy with the evening meals in the kitchen, and his face is still full of happy smiles, like a good family man.

Since participating in the outdoor activities held by the school with Mao Mao, the relationship between Wang Yong and Mao Mao has deepened. Especially when he was in the hospital and was mistaken for Maomao's father by the doctor, he suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his heart, like a sense of responsibility surging out of Mo Ming, which was unshirkable and willing to bear it.

Wang Yong muttered secretly in his heart, maybe this is the so-called happiness, this feeling is as refreshing as a sweet spring, and gradually seeps into the mouth, making people can't bear to swallow it, just want to savor the faint sweetness. What made him tremble even more was the fact that he and Wanrou had been alone for the past two days. These days have been very unremarkable, but it is indescribably clear and warm, gradually, the heart is attached to this ancient town, this kind of calm and away from the troubled days, let him be extremely happy to yearn.

It's a pity that the time spent by the three of them together is always too short, Wang Yong sighed in a low voice, and nostalgia and reluctance gradually diffused in his heart.

Bang, bang, bang...... "godfather." A rhythmic knock sounded on the door, and Mao Mao, who was standing outside the door, shouted loudly to Wang Yong crisply.

Wang Yong responded and paced to the door in three or two steps. As soon as the door was opened, a petite and cute figure flashed and rushed into Wang Yong's arms.

Wang Yong's expression softened, hugged Maomao affectionately, and laughed loudly: "Good daughter, I want to be a godfather." ”

"Yes". Mao Maoba kissed Wang Yong on the cheek and responded obediently.

watched such an intimate move between Wang Yong and Mao Mao. Qin Wanrou, who followed behind Mao Mao, was also quite moved, and the joy in her heart couldn't help but show the corners of her mouth.

Although the man who is currently standing in front of him. It's not her husband, but it makes her feel like a real home. She knew that this qiē was also limited to the appearance of the present. Many of the walls that stand between them cannot be easily overcome. She didn't dare to ask for too much, for fear that once this dream was shattered, she would never be able to piece it back. Being able to live a sweet life like a family of three in a small town has already made her satisfied.

However, the thought of what he had done to her in the past two days made her ears burn. Fortunately, I still have a shred of sanity. Desperately held the last line of defense. Otherwise, things will really get out of hand.

She also clearly understands her will and determination, and whenever she faces Wang Yong, who is difficult to suppress, how 'weak' she is. If you live with him for a few more days in that beautiful and quiet town, you will be completely lost.

"Wang Yong, I'll help you." After entering the house, Qin Wanrou walked straight to Wang Yong's side and said softly.

"Okay, there's also a soup. You go and put it out first. It is estimated that Fei Fei will be back soon, and we will be able to cook as soon as she returns. As soon as Wang Yong finished speaking, he then accompanied Mao Mao to play together in the house. Mao Mao likes to stick to his godfather the most, and Wang Yong loves and dotes on Mao Mao. It is even more unabashedly revealed.

The small two-bedroom room was filled with warmth, cooking mom for a while. Father and daughter playing, the giggling laughter of children blends into it. outlines a picture of a happy and happy life, which makes people can't bear to destroy. The trio thoroughly enjoyed the atmosphere. It's like an ordinary family, enjoying the joy of humanity.

Inadvertently, an hour has passed, and Mao Mao, who is tired of playing, doesn't know when he has fallen asleep, and the corners of his mouth are still filled with a smile that has not disappeared. Wang Yong half-squatted next to her, delicately looking at Maomao's cute little face, and took care of her in the palm of his hand like a baby, for fear that he had not taken care of it somewhere.

Sometimes Wang Yong also doubts that his behavior is because of Mao Mao's likability or his pity for her, which prompted him to become like this. You must know that, in principle, Mao Mao is the child of Qin Wanrou and other men after all, although she will not reach the disgusting Cheng Dù, but she should not be so fond of her.

This is the biggest difference between Wang Yong and ordinary people. Although I have been working hard to follow my mother's last wish and be a mediocre ordinary person. But people who have experienced too much life and death may be looking at life from the perspective of others' incomprehension. What's more, I owe Wanrou too much, and many things are caused by myself, so how can I say that I can let it go, let alone completely mind it.

"Wang Yong, Maomao is asleep?" Wang Yong, who was immersed in his imagination, was slapped on the shoulder by Wanrou who came out of nowhere, and shouted softly. The two have been getting along day and night in recent days, as if they have suddenly shortened the distance between each other a lot and reduced a lot of estrangement.

"Shhh Wang Yong, who was half-squatting and turned back, replied softly, for fear of disturbing Mao Mao. As soon as he turned around, he found that he looked up and bent down to call himself Qin Wanrou, and his soft face was very close to him. When they looked at each other, they realized that she had a different outfit today, and they were frozen there in an instant.

Qin Wanrou's long hair was slanted on her shoulders, and her eyes were as graceful and gentle as her name. The light and elegant makeup adds a bit of beauty to her already beautiful face, and the delicate lips are covered with pale pink lipstick, and the lines are clear.

A low-necked slim outfit, the concave and convex trimming of her upper body is clear, and the unremoved apron is tied around the waist, which makes it more prominent. Bending down and looking down, the two "proud peaks" hugged each other tightly, and a platinum pendant swayed between the twin peaks. It's full of curtains, and it has a sense of wanting to stop. Obviously, Qin Wanrou's dress today was deliberately dressed up.

Although Wang Yong is accustomed to seeing all kinds of beauties, and there is no shortage of beauties around him, in the face of his first lover in the past, and so closely examined, it is inevitable that he can't get rid of his own masculine nature. I wanted to try a few times but resisted a few times, after all, she was already a wife and a mother. How can she let her own selfish desires ruin her life. However, many times it was difficult to suppress her more and more vigorous **.

Qin Wanrou also noticed the look on Wang Yong's face, and was stunned. I don't feel like I'm recalling something, it's been a long time, and I've never observed this man who was, no, the man I've always loved, from such a distance.

He has less sunshine, but more of a more negative and attractive sense of maturity. There was a little more firmness between his eyebrows, as if he had too many stories to tell, but he was deliberately hiding something. It's been through too much that such a man has changed so much.

This ensuing mystery is so distressing, or want to give him a warm hug to comfort him.

No, Wang Yong may not be what he thinks, but every time he sees Wang Yong and Mao Mao getting along so well, he feels happy, but also accompanied by loss.

The two of them looked at each other for a moment, each with their own thoughts, but neither of them wanted to break this beautiful environment, and just let things develop naturally.

Maybe it was a beautiful day, and the lights in the room suddenly went out.

"Huh?" Qin Wanrou was shocked by the sudden situation and let out an exclamation.

Wang Yong hurriedly grabbed her Rouyi, gave her a strong sense of security, and comforted: "Don't be afraid, there has been a problem with the power station in the community recently, and there are often power outages." It's okay, I'll figure it out. ”

Wang Yong got up and prepared to go to the kitchen to get the candles. But as soon as she let go of his hand, the frightened Qin Wanrou moved forward, but kicked it in the corner of the sofa. The body is inertia forward by resistance, and there is a tendency to fall down in an instant.

Wang Yong was keenly aware of it, and jumped back, holding his waist with one hand and grasping his shoulder with the other, taking a step back to reduce the impact. I didn't want to have no way back on my hind feet, so I accidentally touched the corner of the sofa on the other side, and the two of them were about to fall down and fall on Maomao in their sleep. At this time, Wang Yong reacted quickly, and instantly the gravity of his body moved on his feet, twisted his waist hard, and changed his position with a rotating body.

Qin Wanrou let Wang Yong swing herself, and the two turned around in an instant, like two dancers on the stage, telling each other's expectations with beautiful dancing.

But this is not the dance floor of the studio hall, but the narrow living room sofa gap, even after turning around, avoiding the danger of falling on Mao Mao, the two of them failed to stand safely, and both fell to the floor.

But fortunately, there is Wang Yong at the bottom, and in an instant, they are so close to each other, and each other's breath can be felt by each other.

Qin Wanrou's soft and crisp breasts were close to Wang Yong's body, and Qin Wanrou's embroidered hair was scattered in her ears causing bursts of itching, and her body exuded the fragrance of roses, and the feeling of commotion came wave after wave.

Wang Yong, who had been suppressed for several days, had some blood swelling for a while, and it was difficult to hold himself. Sniffing the sultry taste on her neck and hair, a devil's claw had quietly touched her bumpy buttocks.

The slim outfit that highlights her figure makes her more curvy, and it also makes Wang Yong's claws more likely to rage.

"Huh~" Qin Wanrou groaned in a low voice, her face flushed with shame in the dark. has fully matured the delicate body, and some subtle feelings arise spontaneously, and the desire that he has been suppressing in his heart is being hooked out by Wang Yong bit by bit.

Qin Wanrou on the top was even more heartbeat, her breathing was also rapid, and her body floated up and down, unconsciously as if she could give up some of her thoughts, and her reverie about certain things flooded, Wang Yong's strong body and strong arms......

twisted his delicate body slightly, lowered his voice, and said in a trembling voice: "Wang, Wang Yong." This, this is home, we don't, can't. Huh~Ahh

The sound of the moaning is soft and crispy, as if it can melt people's souls.

…… (To be continued......)