My wife is not a demon

There was a faint smile on the corner of Meng Yanqing's lips.

Enjoying the breeze, Chen Mu said softly: "Actually, I know that you still have knots in your heart, and the previous things are also stuck in your heart, and you have never been able to find a chance to vent it. After all..."

"After all, how many decades does a woman have to squander."

Meng Yanqing raised her slender little finger, stroked the hair that was scattered on her face, and took the conversation, with a bitter and relieved smile on her face.

She turned around and looked at Chen Mu, and said softly: "Sometimes I really hate myself, why every choice is wrong. If I hadn't been so greedy for wealth and honor, I wouldn't have married Yin Mingwang, and I wouldn't have been married. Ten years will be wasted by being deceived by the other party.

But sometimes I feel very lucky, and feel that my choice is right, as if someone is guiding me somewhere.

If you marry someone else, maybe... all of this will not happen now.

And I may be a wife of an ordinary family, a husband and a child, or I may live a miserable life, complaining and sad every day. "

Crystal tears flickered in the corners of the woman's eyes.

She held Chen Mu's hand tightly, as if she was holding the little happiness left in the future, and said with a smile:

"I've always been so cautious, I've always been so timid, hoping to be recognized by others, but it's all a joke in the end.

What about the Princess of Pingyang Palace?So what if you have royal blood?

I was still living in the molded bottle, turning around in circles, not daring to break the barrier, for fear of cutting myself and being laughed at by others.

Only now did I understand that a person's life is actually very short, and ten years will pass in a flash. If you always want to wait and wait, you will never have a chance to wait for happiness.

God will not deliberately take pity on a poor person who dare not even fight for it. "

Meng Yanqing wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and the wind blew in and messed up her hair, flying and flashing in front of her eyes.

She licked her rouge-moistened lips lightly, as if she was licking a bit of stubbornness.

"I also figured it out, since God likes to play with my fate and read my jokes, then I will take the initiative to live out the last bit of happiness.

If others scold, just scold, if others slander, just slander, I don't care.

I don't want to hide tremblingly until my hair is gray and then regret that I didn't fight for a little bit of happiness for myself.

People, after all, still have to live for themselves. "

Meng Yanqing gently hugged Chen Mu's generous body, and leaned her head gently against the man's heart, with tears in her smile.

"I'm just so shameless, you scold me whatever you want, you hate me whatever you want, those who scold me will eventually die, and those who hate me will eventually lie in a coffin.

All the vicious spells in the world are just a series of meaningless characters after all.

Me, I just like myself who is so shameless. "

Listening to the words and emotions of the beautiful woman who completely opened her heart, Chen Mu was in a complicated mood.

All the previous preparations for wanting to sleep with the other party are like ironic needles at this moment, piercing his heart, and a drop of blood oozes out.

Some are for happiness, some are for desire.Some people make their hearts and some people make their bodies.

Happiness is a desire.

And the heart, after all, is buried in the body.

Obviously what he wants is already in his arms, but there is an urge to push it away.

Just when Chen Mu was in a state of confusion, his lips turned cold.

It was Meng Yanqing who stood on tiptoe and offered her red lips.

A woman's lips are not sweet, but a little salty, because mixed with her tears, she is sad about the past, happy about the future, and pursuing the present.

Chen Mu looked at the emotions in the woman's eyes, and suddenly hugged her in his arms.

Yes, life is short, so what are you afraid of?

After a long time, Meng Yanqing hugged his arm panting, her red face was like the shy light of the baked clouds.

She looked up at Chen Mu with a touching smile.

And she also saw some people around pointing fingers, but she just didn't care: "Do you know what I... am thinking right now?"

"Think about our future life?"

Chen Mu regained his slutty temperament and raised the corners of his lips.

Meng Yanqing shook her head, looked at the huge jasper lake, and said quietly: "I was wondering if your wife would kneel on the washboard for you tonight."

"Uh……"

Well, Chen Mu hadn't expected that beautiful women could also be humorous, although this cold joke was too embarrassing.

But soon, he suddenly chewed out the meaning of this sentence.

Chen Mu took a deep breath, looked at the passionate beautiful woman with burning eyes, and asked tentatively, "Can I just find an inn nearby?"

What a signal!

I can eat meat today!

Meng Yanqing's eyes were full, and her slender fingers gently brushed Chen Mu's palm, but she shook her head and said, "You're thinking about it, I was just joking."

"understood."

The smile on Chen Mu's lips became more intense.

The man looked around at the surrounding pavilions and buildings, and his eyes fell on the waterfall in the distance.

Under the waterfall, there is a row of houses.

There is half a mountain on the upper floor, which just pulls the waterfall out of a huge water curtain and flies down. From a distance, the row of houses looks like a crystal palace.

"The sound is loud, which is equivalent to sound insulation."

Chen Mu half picked up the beautiful woman, showing a wicked smile, "I know you're joking, so can I make a joke too?"

Meng Yanqing blushed and did not speak.

When the two came to the waterfall, Chen Mu looked at the row of locked houses, ready to choose one to complete the important event in life.

But at this moment, a flash of lightning passed through his mind.

"The third room underwater..."