Meng Haowu finished his meal, and there was still a trace of grease left in the bowl, giving people a feeling of satisfaction and comfort.
He stretched, and suddenly, his thoughts drifted to Lu He and Shu Zhihan.
"By the way, Miyue, there's something strange that I think."
"Ah? What's going on?"
Mi Yue's eyes widened, she blinked twice, took a sip of water and looked at Meng Haowu intently, looking forward to what he wanted to say.
"I came back today and heard others saying that the two ladies are very close now. Is this true?"
Miyue nodded vigorously, "Well, yes, they go out shopping and drink tea together when they have nothing to do. Sometimes I feel that I am superfluous."
"What is going on? Could it be that our wife was bewitched by that woman?"
Mi Yue reached up and patted him on the shoulder, "What? You're talking nonsense, be careful that trouble comes from your mouth."
"No, then tell me what happened. Is it possible that our General's Mansion will really have two ladies in the future?
The general has now recovered his memory, can he be willing? "
"Oh, it's not what you think. Anyway, there are some things I can't tell you yet. You will know it yourself later."
Meng Haowu reached up and pulled Miyue into his arms, "Why, you have a secret with your man now."
Mi Yue pushed him away, "Why, what if you have it?"
"What? You have it?"
Meng Haowu said that very deliberately, but what he didn't expect was that Mi Yue was not afraid at all and directly reached out and hugged his neck, "Ask yourself."
Seeing Mi Yue's charming look, he couldn't help but feel a little ripple in his heart.
He couldn't take his eyes away and was deeply attracted by her beauty. At this time, a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth subconsciously. There was some mischief and teasing in that smile, as if it was foreshadowing that something interesting was about to happen.
Mi Yue pressed close to Meng Haowu's ear, and her voice was as light as a feather in the wind, making weak and gentle ripples.
Her breath is warm and moist, like the faint sweet fragrance exuded on an early summer evening when the hazy sunset slants through the window and sprinkles on the ripe fruits.
Meng Haowu listened to Mi Yue's whisper. His expression did not change much at first. However, his hand had already squeezed Mi Yue's hand. Then he stood up slowly. This process was so smooth. Smooth and quiet, as if the world stopped spinning the moment he stood up.
His eyes stared deeply at Miyue, which was like the moonlight on an autumn night, deep but bright. His body gradually became stiff while standing, which was a symbol of his inner tension and expectation.
Meng Haowu stood up and walked out of the kitchen with Mi Yue in his arms.
"Put me down quickly."
"I don't."
"Oh, don't make trouble. It will be embarrassing if someone sees you."
Meng Haowu smiled indifferently and said, "So what, you are my wife, I can hold you as much as I want, so let me see who dares to talk nonsense."
He said, weighing Miyue in his arms, "But why have you lost weight?"
"Where is it? Why don't I feel that my clothes didn't look bigger before?"
Mi Yue pouted and looked at Meng Haowu with her eyes blinking.
Meng Haowu hugged Mi Yue and walked back to their room.
He gently put Mi Yue down, as if looking at a precious treasure, her forehead was as smooth as jade.
Meng Haowu stroked Mi Yue's hair affectionately, his fingers filled with warmth and a kind of silent care.
The room was quiet except for the sound of their breathing intertwining to form a harmonious melody.
Being looked at by Meng Haowu so affectionately, Mi Yue suddenly looked like a mimosa bathing in the sun, lowering her head shyly.
Not daring to look into his eyes, her heartbeat was beating rapidly, like a frightened deer beating wildly in her chest, and she was at a loss what to do.
The blush on her little face was like applying a light layer of rouge, making her delicate facial features more three-dimensional and vivid.
At this moment, she seemed to feel that her world was slowly collapsing, and his eyes seemed to be magical, attracting everything about her.
The feeling of being watched deeply made her feel an inexplicable happiness. She was afraid that she would lose self-control under this gaze.
His eyes were like passionate flames, deeply imprinted in her heart, making it impossible for her to forget. She felt her heart slowly getting closer to him, and that deep emotion was like a magnet, attracting her. Get closer to him.
At this moment, she was like a shy little girl, wanting to escape his gaze but unable to resist his attraction. Her heart was struggling with the contradiction, but Meng Haowu's eyes never left her.
"Why are you always looking at me like that? Stop looking at me. Aren't you tired? Go lie down and rest."
"Okay, let's go to bed early."
"What are we? It's you, and I have to go accompany our young lady."
Meng Haowu grabbed her and looked at her with confusion, "What are you doing? Your lady probably doesn't want to see you at this time."
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could our young lady not want to see me?"
Mi Yue 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, you understand. Let's rest quickly. I'm tired."
Despite his repeated requests, Mi Yue had no choice but to follow him and walked to the bed.
Walking to the bedside, Meng Haowu stretched out his hand and touched it. His face suddenly changed and he asked, "Madam, what is going on? Why is there a layer of ash?"
Hearing what he said, Mi Yue showed an awkward smile, "I'm sorry, I've been in the lady's yard recently and haven't come back here. I haven't been with her all the time."
Mi Yue stuck out her tongue as she spoke, with a cute expression on her face.
Meng Haowu looked at Mi Yue's innocent and lovely appearance, and instantly felt an indescribable tenderness in his heart.
Her face was as soft as the full moon and as clear as a clear spring. People couldn't help but want to get closer and care. He gently stretched out his hand and carefully held her face with his thumb and index finger. The touch made his heart warm, as if he had a strange power.
At this moment, Meng Haowu felt that his heart was completely captured by Mi Yue's cute appearance, as if the whole world had disappeared on her face.
In his eyes were only her smart and clear eyes, shining with pure light like bright stars.
Meng Haowu knew in his heart that his feelings for Mi Yue 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 looks forward to most.
He firmly believed that the emotion between them would bloom like spring flowers, gorgeous and passionate.
Meng Haowu's eyes were as deep as the sea. His hand gently stroked Mi Yue's cheek. His fingertips seemed to be filled with magic power, always arousing the tenderness deep in Mi Yue's heart. He lowered his head and approached Mi Yue. face, at that moment, time seemed to have stopped.
His lips gently touched Mi Yue's lips. The touch was warm and lingering, like morning dew falling on flower petals, with an intoxicating sweetness.
Meng Haowu's breath sounded softly in Miyue's ears. His breath seemed to carry a strong attraction, making Miyue couldn't help but want to get closer to him, closer, and his lips , as if with a kind of magic power, tempting Miyue to sink. .
At this moment, Mi Yue's world seemed to be filled with Meng Haowu. His presence, his breath, and his gentleness were all deeply imprinted in Mi Yue's heart.
Suddenly, Mi Yue broke away from his arms, "No,
Nothing has been cleaned here, it's really dirty. "
"It doesn't matter, even if I've been lying on the ground, it doesn't matter."
Meng Haowu said and directly put Mi Yue on the bed.
Miyue's hands still hugged his neck tightly, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled. At that moment, they were both immersed in each other's eyes.
The next morning, the sun shone brightly, shining into the room through the window, and the mottled light and shadow reflected on Mi Yue's face.
She lazily opened her eyes and saw Meng Haowu beside her, the man she loved, lying there quietly, like a peaceful and far-reaching picture.
Her eyes slowly moved down and landed on Meng Haowu's face. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something. The sunlight hit his face, adding a golden edge to his outline.
Miyue couldn't help but smile. This man always made her feel at ease and warm.
Her heart was as warm as a morning illuminated by the sun. She lay quietly and looked at him, her inner satisfaction and happiness overflowing like the morning light.
Her hand gently touched his face, and the feeling seemed to be the most real touch, making the endless tenderness and affection in her heart gush out like spring water.
At this moment, time seemed to have stood still, with only the two of them and their deep feelings lingering in the morning sunshine.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Mi Yue's mouth, and that smile was full of happiness and sweetness.
She got out of bed quietly, dressed and left the room.
She quickly walked to the kitchen, looked at the ingredients inside, took them all out, and planned to make a delicious breakfast for Meng Haowu.
Perhaps because she was in a beautiful mood, she handled the ingredients in her hands very gently, as if she could make more delicious food in this way.
The smile on her face always hung on her face, never losing a trace of curvature.
Miyue made a very exquisite breakfast as quickly as possible, feeling a burst of joy in her heart.
