Chapter 1698: I can't lose you again

"Don't eat it, it's too bad ... how can you still eat it."
Mu Rongmian smiled: "It's okay, but it's not poison."
Moreover, even if you do it, even if it's poison, I'm so happy.
He said silently in his heart that he had never thought that he could eat the food she made one day, and now that he has tasted it, how can he not cherish it.
What he ate was not the taste, but her mind.
In the past, he did n’t even want to brush the tableware. He never wanted to go into the kitchen. Ji Mianmian washed his hands and made soup for him. He tried to learn to cook so hard. How could he be willing to abandon what she made?
Ji Mianmian knew why Mu Rongmian didn't say that she made it unpalatable and gave her face so well. She poked at the noodles in the bowl and said, "I will try to make something delicious later."
She really has no talent in cooking, and she can do what she does now, and no one knows how much effort she has put in.
Mu Rongmian rubbed the top of her head: "This is already delicious. Don't work too hard. If you become too good, wouldn't I be more disturbed."
Ji Mianmian's heart trembled, raised her head, and smiled to Murongmian's eyes.
He ... has he finally stopped in front of her?
"Hurry up, the noodles will be cold for a while."
Ji Mianmian nodded: "Hmm ..."
After eating, the two washed the dishes together. No one was sleepy. They turned on the TV and sat on the sofa, snuggling together, as before.
Ji Mianmian took out the dessert she bought from the coffee shop and shared it with Mu Rongmian.
Ji Mianmian didn't watch TV. All her attention was on Murong Mian. She didn't want to ask who the woman was today. She didn't want to ask. What did the woman do to him? She just wanted him to be by her every day .
What's playing on the TV is a cold-burning TV show, cold-burning in front of the camera, no dead angles of 360 degrees.
Mu Rongmian glanced at his hand, stroking Ji Mianmian's back, and lowering his head to kiss her earlobe, his voice was hoarse: "Go back to sleep?"
Ji Mianmian trembled: "Okay ..."
She forgot how she entered the bedroom, who forgot to open it first, kissed all the way, her clothes scattered all the way, and when she was overwhelmed on the bed, Ji Mianmian was out of touch.
She knew she was afraid she couldn't stop it, but she was worried again, and asked, "But ... is it OK?"
Mu Rongmian separated Ji Mianmian's legs and did not give her any chance to repent: "Try it and you will know."
"But ... Dr. Li said ... Ah ..."
Later words, Ji Mianmian could not say any more, all turned into broken moans.
One year apart, all thoughts, all nostalgia, at this moment finally get the comfort.
Some love, many lingering, in the night, in this house, Ji Mianmian finally no longer felt lonely and cold, she gently biting Murong's chin, her body softened into water, as if to melt into Murong's body .
She asked, "Will we be like this every day?"
After lingering, Ji Mianmian's voice was still slightly trembling.
Mu Rongmian's hand slid down from her back, and he pointed out, "I can't ask for it ..."
Ji Mianmian bit her lip. She didn't mean that. Why is he doing this now? No, he was worse than before.
She lay on Murong Mian's chest, her fingers gently stroked the scar on his chest, and kissed: "I can't lose you a second time."
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