Because...... She was the mother of his daughter.

Also the woman he loves.

If you can give up easily, can you still call it love?

Climbing a mountain is an extremely physically demanding exercise, and after taking a shower, Joan returned to her resting tent.

The tent was large enough for two people to sleep.

Lying underneath him was an inflatable cushion and a sleeping bag, and the night was over.

Mu Jingxi came back from a bath, with a faint bath fragrance on his body, which was very fresh and smelled good, the same as the smell on Qiao An's body.

Lying in the sleeping bag, Qiao An moved to the side little by little like a caterpillar, "Mu Jingxi, when are we going to see the old man?" ”

"Tomorrow." Mu Jingxi turned his head, and by the light in the tent, he could see the expectant and nervous look on her face, so he spoke out to reassure, "Don't worry, everything has me." ”

Even if the old man wanted to embarrass her, he wouldn't allow it.

The two of them lay in their respective sleeping bags, Joan couldn't feel his temperature, and at night in the mountains, the temperature difference was very large.

Qiao An felt cold, and her body kept rubbing against Mu Jingxi, even if it was rubbing, she couldn't rub it beside him, and she was always separated from the sleeping bag.

She sighed in annoyance, "It's annoying." ”

"What's annoying?" Mu Jingxi turned off the storage light hanging from the tent.

Suddenly, only the glow of the flashlight outside the tent could be seen.

“…… Do you still have sleeping bags? ”

"Are you cold?"

Mu Jingxi hit the nail on the head and asked the core of the problem.

Qiao Ann replied aggrievedly, "I'm cold." ”

I'm cold......

If you are warm and soft, you will be a little aggrieved.

Suddenly, Mu Jingxi's heart was so soft that it was a mess.

He whispered, "I'll hold you, huh?" ”

Qiao An was silent for a while, and just when Mu Jingxi thought she would refuse, she was already struggling, getting out of her sleeping bag and squeezing into his sleeping bag.

Fortunately, she has a small skeleton and a slender body, and she squeezes into a sleeping bag, which is just right, not very strangled.

Sure enough, the man was like a big stove, and his body was warm.

Qiao An hesitated for a moment, then hugged him decisively, hmm...... It's so comfortable.

Warm.

Closing her eyes, the corners of her lips curled slightly, "I'm asleep, good night, Guagua." ”

Guagua?

The corners of Mu Jingxi's lips twitched slightly, she was really ...... Disobedient.

Lowering her eyes, by the light outside the tent, looking at the woman snuggled in her arms, what she didn't know was that from the moment she snuggled into his arms, her heart beat disobediently.

He tried his best to restrain himself, fearing that his rapid heartbeat would wake her up.

Raising his hand and wrapping around her soft waist, Mu Jingxi lowered her head, her thin lips on her smooth and full forehead, and gently dropped a kiss, "Sleep, Qiaoqiao." ”

Joan, with her eyes closed, raised the corners of her lips a little.

…………

The next day, early in the morning.

Amid the chirping of birds, JoAnn woke up.

Close at hand was the man's handsome face, delicate eyebrows and eyes, as if God had carved them carefully.

Raising her hand, her fingertips gently outlined his outline, and suddenly, she suddenly shouted in his ear, "Mu Jingxi, get up~"

The man opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes gradually began to focus from the initial confusion.

Looking at his rare dazed look, Qiao An couldn't help but reach out and ravage his face, "Ah, why is it so cute?" I'd love to give you one. ”

Mu Jingxi frowned, understanding that she woke up early in the morning and began to peel.

Take her hand away, "Forget it, let me beat it up." ”