Chapter Forty-Five: My Little Princess Has Not Grown Up Yet

Yin Qianyue was stunned.

She even suspected that she was dreaming.

"Qianyue, I'm back."

Yang Moran's voice trembled slightly, opened his arms and hugged Yin Qianyue tightly into his arms, greedily sniffing the fragrance on her body, and kissing her green silk lightly.

Yin Qianyue felt the scorching temperature, and gradually, her thoughts returned to her mind.

She gently pushed Yang Moran away and looked him up and down.

"Silently, you...... How did you...... Is something wrong? ”

Yang Moran was sentenced to four years in prison, and now that more than two years have passed, how could he suddenly appear in front of her?

Yin Qianyue's heart swelled with a chill.

Yang Moran seemed to see through her thoughts, and said with a smile: "Fool, do you think I escaped?" You can rest assured, I received a commutation of my sentence because of my meritorious service. ”

"If I did escape, I wouldn't have come to see you. How can I be willing to ......" Yang Moran stretched out his hand, his fingertips lightly brushing Yin Qianyue's face, "How can I be willing to let you be injured again?" ”

Yin Qianyue let out a long sigh of relief.

"Qianyue, won't you invite me in and sit down?"

Yin Qianyue woke up like a dream, took Yang Moran into the living room, and poured him a cup of hot tea.

"Qianyue, you still haven't changed at all, you're still so beautiful, it's ...... Exciting. ”

Yang Moran said, his gaze fixed on Yin Qianyue's bumpy body.

Yin Qianyue felt the strangeness of his gaze, and avoided it a little shyly, not daring to look at him.

Yang Moran also realized his temptation and hurriedly shifted his gaze.

"I'm sorry, I ...... It's not to offend you, it's just that I can't help it. ”

Yin Qianyue didn't know what to say, so she could only look at Yang Moran with a faint smile.

"Actually, I came out yesterday. I went home, and my parents said to me, thank you for taking care of them for the past two years. ”

"Don't say that, you're ...... because of me I take care of them as it should. ”

The boulder hanging in Yin Qianyue's heart finally fell to the ground.

Yang Moran returned safely, and the burden on her body was finally relieved.

"I just came out and couldn't prepare any gifts for you, this ...... You take it. ”

Yang Moran took out a box from his pocket and handed it to Yin Qianyue, held her hand, and said again, "Happy birthday." ”

Yin Qianyue subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but when she saw the light in Yang Moran's eyes, her heart thumped fiercely.

"What is it?" Yin Qianyue took advantage of the time to open the gift to get rid of Yang Moran's hand.

Inside the box is a small shell, which is also very beautiful.

"Qianyue, I'm sorry, I'm ...... right now There is no ability to give you expensive gifts. But I promise you that by next year, I will make up everything I owe you all these years. You trust me. ”

Yin Qianyue didn't know how to answer, she pondered for a long time and said, "Mo Ran, in fact, you don't owe me anything. It's me...... If you hadn't tried to protect me, you wouldn't have beaten someone, let alone go to jail. ”

"Now that you're out, I just want to see you pick yourself up and get back to your ideals. Other ......" Yin Qianyue wanted to tell Yang Moran what she really thought in her heart, but ......

"I will." Yang Moran took Yin Qianyue's hand and kissed it lightly on her lips. "Did you just go out?"

Yin Qianyue came back to her senses, and He Dongchen was still waiting in the restaurant to celebrate her birthday.

"Uh...... yes......"

"Dating a friend for a birthday?"

Friend?

Yin Qianyue's heart twitched inexplicably.

It wasn't a friend, it was her husband.

But how could she say that?

"I'm sorry, I'm delaying you." Yang Moran stood up and stretched out his hand to caress Yin Qianyue's face, "Go quickly, don't let them wait for you." Tell me when it's about to end, I'll pick you up. After all, it's too late, and it's not safe for a girl. ”

Yin Qianyue's heart was in turmoil.

"If so, can it be over before twelve? I really want to spend this birthday with you. I have many, many things that I want to tell you. ”

After Yang Moran finished speaking, he turned around gloomily.

Yin Qianyue looked at his sad back, and the high-spirited teenager once appeared in his mind.

If it weren't for her...... His life will be completely different.

"Silently, I'm not going."

Yin Qianyue cried silently in her heart. "You stay with me. I think...... You bless me. ”

Yang Moran turned around, smiled at Yin Qianyue, stepped forward and took her hand and went out together.

They took a taxi to the suburbs together, and Yang Moran prepared a lot of fireworks in advance.

When the brilliant light pierced the sky, igniting the cold night sky, countless colorful sparks bloomed, like brilliant sparks falling.

Yin Qianyue looked up at the sky, raised her wrist slightly, her fingers involuntarily crossed the necklace around her neck, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Until the fireworks burned out and silence returned, Yang Moran took her hand and sat down on the bench next to her.

"Qianyue, do you know how I've spent the past two years?" Yang Moran said in a low voice, "When I first entered, almost every day, new scars would be added to my body. However, I never fought back. It's not that you can't beat it, but it's ...... Don't dare to fight. ”

Yang Moran's words made Yin Qianyue even more guilty.

"By default, don't think about the past. Forget about them......"

"I can't forget. However, it is indeed in the past. Yang Moran hugged Yin Qianyue and leaned on his body.

Yin Qianyue hesitated for a long time, but after all, she still didn't push Yang Moran away.

"Qianyue, I promise you, I will do my best to protect you in the future. I'm not going to let you suffer anymore. As long as you are by my side, I feel empowered. ”

Yin Qianyue's heart is like a knife, but she must force her face to smile.

At this time, what is He Dongchen doing?

He didn't wait for her to show up, would he be looking for her everywhere?

"Qianyue, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Moran found that Yin Qianyue was distracted, so he pulled her out of his arms and stared at her seriously.

"Your face is not very good, is it uncomfortable?"

"Silently, I'm a little cold. We...... Let's go back, okay? ”

"Okay."

It was already past twelve o'clock when Yang Moran sent Yin Qianyue back downstairs, and he looked at Yin Qianyue eagerly, as if he was waiting for her to leave him.

"You...... Be careful on the way back. Good night. ”

Yang Moran was obviously disappointed, but didn't say anything.

He touched Yin Qianyue's head dotingly, and said softly, "My little princess hasn't grown up yet." It's okay, I can wait. Good night. ”

Yin Qianyue saw Yang leave silently, and immediately drove his car to the restaurant.