Tian Xinmiao seemed to be pressing a stone in her heart, and the deer and the flea who liked to jump happily seemed to feel her reluctance to him, and slowly paced in her heart, as if it would hurt and itch her.

Tian Xinmiao gently coiled his neck, gently pressed his lips against his, gently twisted and chewed softly, and the sourness in his eyes gently slipped from the corners of his eyes.

She couldn't bear him, she couldn't bear the feeling of climbing on his neck like this, and she couldn't bear the feeling of being loved by him tightly in his arms.

For two years, for two years, she could only read in the letter his whispering of 'daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law', and no matter how much she fantasized about it, there would be no more shallow, scented breath in her ears and lips in two years.

"Haocheng, I will miss you, I think of you all the time, looking forward to you, waiting for you to come back."

Her voice was a little whimpering, and the sourness in her eyes was getting more and more.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm sorry—"

Seeing his daughter-in-law crying, Ruan Haocheng was distressed.

It's all his fault, it's okay, he mentioned that he was going back to the army tomorrow, which made his daughter-in-law sad.

He kissed her cheeks and the corners of her eyes softly, kissing her with bitter tears into his heart.

His heart hurt more and more, and his arm around his daughter-in-law became tighter and tighter.

"Daughter-in-law, don't cry, don't cry, two years will pass soon, maybe this time next year, the army will give us half a month of family leave, and then I can come to accompany you again."

"Haocheng, Haocheng, I'm waiting for you, you have to come back quickly, come back with me quickly."

The arms that clinged to his neck tightened tighter and tighter, and their lips kissed his lips affectionately.

There are tears between her lips and teeth, and there is his reluctance and heartache.

He just wanted to rub her into his body like this, and she wanted to let him rub herself into his body like this, so that he could take her with him.

The two people who snuggled up to each other and loved each other in the hut this night were less hot in the past few days, but there was more lingering and reluctance.

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, let me hug you well, let me love you well..."

He only wished the night would pass slowly.

No, he wished the night had stopped like this, in the moment when he hugged her tightly and was inseparable from him.

And she hopes that this night will be a little longer, a little longer, and a lifetime, so that he and she will have a lovely baby.

No, she also longed for the night to stop like this, to stop at the moment when she was clinging to his arms, inseparable from him, so that he would always be hers, and she would always be his.

Looking at the two people who are inseparable and gently and softly snuggling up to each other, the hundred-watt big light bulb is about to cry.

It didn't want that colored companion anymore, although it longed for the beauty of roasting and even melting each other, but it was also afraid of the helplessness and sourness of having to separate.

Gently touching his somewhat hot cheeks, the big bulb tried to make himself a little brighter, a little brighter, it wanted to make the atmosphere in this hut a little warmer, a little hotter, and so that the hearts of the two people who were inseparable could be warmed a little.

The night did not grow a little because of the inseparability of the two, and the eastern sky was still dyed white according to the usual time.

The Wu family, who got up, suddenly didn't want to sweep the yard, and didn't want to wake up the little couple who were about to separate.

Let them sleep next to each other for a little longer.