Meng Haowu finished eating, and there was still a touch of oil in the bowl, giving people a feeling of satisfaction and comfort.

He stretched, and suddenly, his thoughts drifted to Green Lotus and Shu Zhihan.

"By the way, Mitsuki, there's something I think is quite strange."

"Huh? What's going on?"

Miyue's eyes widened, she blinked twice, and after taking a sip of water, she looked at Meng Haowu fixedly, looking forward to what he wanted to say.

"When I came back today, I heard people say that those two ladies are doing very well now, is this true?"

Mitsuki nodded vigorously, "Well, yes, they go out shopping and drink tea together now when they have nothing to do, and sometimes I feel like I'm superfluous."

"What's the situation, could it be that our lady was tricked by that woman?"

Mitsuki reached up and patted him on the shoulder, "What, nonsense, be careful of the trouble that comes out of your mouth."

"No, then tell me, what happened here, is it possible that there will really be two ladies in our general's mansion in the future?

The general has now regained his memory, can he be willing?"

"Oh, it's not what you think, anyway, there are some things I can't tell you yet, and you'll know for yourself later."

Meng Haowu reached out and dragged Miyue into his arms, "Why, you have a secret with your man now."

Mitsuki pushed him away, "What, what if you have it?"

"What? Do you have it?"

Meng Haowu said that very deliberately, but what he didn't expect was that Miyue was not afraid at all, and directly reached up and hugged his neck, "You ask yourself."

When he saw Miyue's coquettish appearance, he couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart.

He couldn't take his eyes off it, deeply attracted by her beauty, and at this time, the corners of his mouth subconsciously showed a wicked smile, which revealed some mischievous and banter, as if to indicate that something interesting was about to happen.

Miyue clinged to Meng Haowu's ear, and her voice was as light as a feather in the wind, falling faint and soft fluctuations.

Her breath was warm and moist, like the faint sweet fragrance of the hazy sunset sun shining through the window and sprinkling on the ripe fruit on an early summer evening.

Meng Haowu listened to Miyue's whispering, his expression didn't change much at first, however, his hand had already clenched Miyue's hand, and then he slowly stood up, the process was so smooth and quiet, as if the world stopped spinning the moment he got up.

His eyes were deep in the moonlight, deep but bright like the moonlight on an autumn night, and his body gradually stiffened as he stood, a symbol of his inner tension and anticipation.

Meng Haowu hugged Miyue and stood up directly and walked outside the kitchen.

"Hurry up and put me down."

"I don't."

"Oh, don't make trouble, you can't be ashamed to die if you're seen."

Meng Haowu smiled indifferently and said, "So what, you are my lady, you can hug me as much as I want, what, I'll see who dares to say nonsense."

He said and rubbed Mitsuki in his arms, "But, why have you lost weight?"

"Where, why don't I think that the clothes from the previous days didn't look bigger."

Miyue said with a pout, her eyes blinking at Meng Haowu.

Meng Haowu hugged Miyue and walked back to their room.

He gently lowered Mizuki, as if looking at a precious treasure, her forehead as smooth as jade.

Meng Haowu stroked Miyue's hair affectionately, his fingers were warm, and there was a silent love.

The room was quiet, except for the sound of the two of them breathing intertwined to form a harmonious melody.

Being looked at so affectionately by Meng Haowu, Miyue suddenly looked like a mimosa bathed in the sun, and lowered her head shyly,

Not daring to look him in the eye, her heart was beating fast, like a frightened fawn beating in her chest, and she didn't know what to do.

The blush on her little face is like a layer of light rouge, which makes her delicate facial features more three-dimensional and vivid.

At this moment, she seemed to feel her world slowly collapsing, and his gaze seemed to have a magical power, attracting everything to her.

The feeling of being watched deeply made her feel an inexplicable happiness, and she was afraid that she would lose self-control under the gaze of this gaze.

His eyes, like a warm flame, were deeply imprinted in her heart, so that she could not forget, she felt her heart slowly approaching him, and that deep emotion, like a magnet, attracted her to him.

At this moment, she was like a shy little girl, who wanted to escape from his gaze, but couldn't resist his attraction, her heart struggled in contradictions, but Meng Haowu's gaze never left her.

"Why do you always look at me like that, don't look at me, aren't you tired? Let's go lie down and rest."

"Okay, then let's get some rest."

"What's the matter, it's you, I'm going to accompany our young lady."

Meng Haowu grabbed her and looked at her with a puzzled expression, "What are you doing? At this time, I am afraid that your young lady does not want to see you."

"What nonsense are you talking about, how could our young lady not want to see me."

Mitsuki still didn't understand what he meant for a while.

Suddenly, she turned around and looked at Meng Haowu, "I know what you mean."

"That's right, let's get some rest, I'm tired."

Under his repeated requests, Miyue had no choice, so she walked with him to the bed.

Walking to the side of the bed, Meng Haowu stretched out his hand to touch it, and immediately asked with a sudden change in his face, "Lady, what is the situation?" How can there be a layer of ash?"

Hearing him say that, Miyue showed a hint of an embarrassed smile, "I'm sorry, I've been in Miss's yard recently, and I haven't come back here, haven't I been with her all the time."

Mitsuki stuck out her tongue as she spoke, her face full of cuteness.

Meng Haowu looked at Miyue's innocent and lovely appearance, and an indescribable tenderness instantly rose in his heart.

Her face was as soft as the full moon, as clear as a clear spring, and people couldn't help but want to get closer, want to care, he gently stretched out his hand, and carefully held her face with his thumb and forefinger, the delicate touch made his heart warm, as if he had a wonderful power.

At this moment, Meng Haowu felt that his heart was completely overwhelmed by Miyue's lovely appearance, as if the whole world had disappeared on her face.

There was only her bright and clear eyes, shining like bright stars with pure light.

Meng Haowu knew in his heart that his feelings for Miyue could no longer be described in words.

This love is as deep as a river and as firm as a mountain, and Miyue's response to him is also the happiness he is most looking forward to.

He firmly believes that the affection between them will bloom like spring flowers, gorgeous and warm.

Meng Haowu's eyes were as deep as the sea, his hand gently stroked Miyue's cheeks, his fingertips, as if with magic power, could always arouse the tenderness in Miyue's heart, he lowered his head and approached Miyue's face, at that moment, time seemed to stand still.

His lips gently touched Miyue's lips, and the touch was warm and lingering, like early morning dew drops sliding on the petals, with an intoxicating sweetness.

Meng Haowu's breath sounded softly in Miyue's ears, and his breath seemed to have a strong attraction, making Miyue couldn't help but want to get closer to him, a little closer, and his lips, as if carrying a kind of magic, lured Miyue to sink.

At this moment, Miyue's world seemed to be filled with Meng Haowu, and his sense of existence, his breath, and his gentleness were all deeply imprinted in Miyue's heart.

Suddenly, Mitsuki broke free from his embrace, "No,

It's not cleaned up here, it's so dirty."

"It's okay, even if I've been lying on the ground, it's nothing."

Meng Haowu said and put Miyue directly on the bed.

Mitsuki's hands were still tightly wrapped around his neck, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled, and at that moment, they were both immersed in each other's eyes.

The next morning, the sun shone through the window, and the dappled light and shadow reflected on Mitsuki's face.

She opened her eyes lazily and saw Meng Haowu beside her, the man she loved, lying there quietly, like a quiet and far-reaching picture.

Her gaze slowly moved down, falling on Meng Haowu's face, his brows furrowed slightly, as if thinking about something, the sun hit his face, inlaid his silhouette with a layer of golden light.

Mitsuki couldn't help but smile, this man can always make her feel at ease and feel warm.

Her heart was as warm as a morning illuminated by the sun, and she lay quietly and looked at him, and the satisfaction and happiness in her heart overflowed like the morning light.

Her hand gently caressed his face, and the feeling seemed to be the most real touch, making the endless tenderness and affection in her heart gush out like a spring.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, only the two of them, and that deep affection, lingering in the early morning sun.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Mitsuki's mouth, and that smile was full of happiness and sweetness.

She crept out of bed, dressed up, and left the room.

She quickly walked to the kitchen, looked at the ingredients inside, and took them all out, planning to make a beautiful breakfast for Meng Haowu.

Perhaps because she was in a more beautiful mood, she was very gentle with the ingredients in her hand, as if she could make more delicious food.

The smile on her face was always on her face, and she never dropped a trace of arc.

Mitsuki made a very exquisite breakfast as quickly as possible, and there was a burst of joy in her heart.