The story of Qianshan and Muxue has been told, but the story of Jieyoupu is still happening every day...
Muxue wrote the story of her and Qianshan into a novel, and named it Soul Jieyoupu.
She finally finished writing this day and typed the last line.
Qianshan's hands were tightly surrounding her behind her, and Qianshan said in a dissatisfied tone, "You haven't had time to spend time with me recently just to write this."
Muxue looked back at Qianshan's pitiful appearance, and couldn't help but raise her head and kiss Qianshan's lips gently.
He said to him, "My dear, I have finished writing. We will have a lot of time to do many, many things together."
As soon as Qianshan heard about what he was doing, a smirk appeared on his face and he said to Muxue, "Qianshan lets my sister teach me."
Mu Xue immediately realized what Qian Shan meant. She muttered, "Okay, you little pervert is very bad," but her face suddenly turned as red as an apple.
Qianshan picked up Muxue and walked straight to the bedroom. Muxue buried her head deeply in his arms. This feeling had never changed from the same sense of security as before, which made her feel warm.
She only had one thought at this time, even if Qianshan could not accompany her to grow old slowly, and even if they only had a few decades together, she would be willing to sink in...
