Meng Shao divorced his wife and kept loving him

Mentioning the story of the previous life, Murong Hanfeng recalled it for a while, and then continued to say to Meng Xunqin:

"After Ben'er brought Bai Yue back, in the eyes of others, Bai Yue became his pet. But the truth is, he treated Bai Yue as a human being. That's why Duguqing's last words were to hope that Bai Yue would become People, she can treat Bai Yue as her daughter-in-law."

"Could it be that Ben'er didn't marry a wife and have children normally because of Bai Yue?" Meng Xunqin vaguely understood the meaning of Dugu Qing's last words that he saw at Meng's house that day.

"I think it should be, at least in that time and space, when I was alive, Ben'er didn't marry a wife."

"why?"

"Because he said that Bai Yue is his wife."

"How...how could it be?"

Meng Xunqin was very surprised!Bai Yue is just a tiger, how could Ben'er treat a tiger as his wife?

"We don't know the specific reason, but we guess it has something to do with the half a month he disappeared. If we hadn't experienced so much ourselves, I might think that Ben'er lost his mind and said such incredible words. But what happened Everything about us is so bizarre. Then, what's so strange about the story of Ben'er and Bai Yue! "

Murong Hanfeng said, he looked at the picture of Meng Zhiyang and his daughter cuddling each other again, he thought for a while and then said:

"Xi'er, if I'm not wrong, our Yueer may be related to Baiyue. Or it should be said, our Aoyang, Angxing, and Qingyue, the three of them are related to Baiyang, Baixing, and Baiyue. The tiger cubs are somehow related."

Meng Xunqin frowned slightly, she had never thought about this.But looking at all things together, the lover's deduction is not impossible.She thought about it and guessed:
"If our three children are related to the three tiger cubs in that time and space, does that mean that the three tiger cubs are actually the incarnations of our three children?"

"I don't know, I'm afraid only the patron saint in the sky can tell us the answer." Murong Hanfeng smiled faintly.

"Hanfeng, tell us, will our patron saint show up and tell us what's going on?"

"It's best if the old man is willing to show up, but if he doesn't show up...it doesn't really matter!"

Murong Hanfeng really felt that whether it was a mystery of the previous life or a coincidence, why should they be persistent?Isn't everything in front of them perfect now? What else can they ask for?
Meng Xun and Qin Roumei smiled and nodded, her lover is right, the answer is not important anymore, what is important is that the yard is full of happiness without regrets again, this is their whole world...!
There are indeed no regrets in the pear garden.But in the dead of night, Meng Zhiyang, who began to feel strange all over, couldn't fall asleep.If it wasn't for the fear of affecting the rest of the woman in his arms, he would have tossed and turned hundreds of times.

Thinking that he would have to be separated from his wife and children at dawn tomorrow, he felt very uncomfortable.What frustrates him the most is that he may have to make an appointment when he comes to see his wife in the Liyuan. Just thinking about the four brothers-in-law living in the Liyuan can make him sleepless for three days and three nights.

"Huh, damn it!!"

Meng Zhiyang unconsciously cursed in a low voice!
Lian Wuyi, who was lying in his arms, actually didn't fall asleep either, she didn't feel sleepy at all.Hearing Meng Zhiyang's low curse, she got up from his arms and looked at him through the moonlight outside the window and asked softly:
"Zhaoyang, so you haven't fallen asleep?"

"Did I disturb you?" After going to bed, she nestled obediently in his arms and then calmed down without saying too much. He thought she was asleep!
Lian Wuyi smiled sweetly, shook his head and said:
"No, I didn't fall asleep at all. I thought you were asleep, so I didn't talk."

"I'm going to be "swept out" by your family tomorrow, and it's hard for me to see you in the future, how can I sleep?" Meng Zhiyang curled his lips.

"Why is it so hard to see me? I won't go anywhere in Liyuan with my children, you can see me when you come!"

"If it can be that simple, why should I bother?"

"Are you afraid that Brother Aoyang and the others might embarrass you and prevent you from entering the troupe?"

Lian Wuyi already knew that his brothers wanted him to pursue her again as a suitor.It's just that whether he can chase her is not up to her, but to her family members.

If she alone doesn't count, he may have a harder time!

Looking at her beautiful face that became faintly visible under the moonlight, Meng Zhiyang sat up and hugged her into his arms, put his head on her shoulder and complained:

"It's not possible that they will embarrass me, they will definitely embarrass me. As soon as I leave the opera garden tomorrow, it will be difficult for me to see you again."

"Hehe! Then you have to work hard to impress your brothers and sisters. As long as they recognize your sincerity, it won't be difficult for you to see me."

Lian Wuyi smiled coquettishly, she didn't expect her brothers and sisters to make such demands on him.Although she would feel that it was a little difficult for him to convince so many people by himself, she also felt that this was quite good, who made her shed so many tears before!
When Meng Zhiyang heard Lian Wuyi's gloating tone, he immediately held her face in anger and said fiercely:
"Murong Qingyue, I was made difficult by them, you seem very happy!?"

"How can I be happy, and I didn't let them make things difficult for you. And they haven't done anything yet, why do you say that my brother and them are making things difficult for you?"

"So, do you wish they would all come to make things difficult for me?"

"I don't have it, how can I be willing!" I can't say it if I am willing, otherwise he will definitely be angry.

"Little liar, don't think that I don't know that you are duplicity."

She can't lie at all, Meng Zhiyang can see through the meaning of her dodging eyes at a glance.

"I... I don't have one!"

It is said that lying to deceive oneself is the highest level. I don't know if she has the ability to cultivate to that level.

"Hmph! Murong Qingyue, you are dead!"

Meng Zhiyang threw himself on the little woman who learned to lie angrily, and he kept tickling her to punish her dishonesty.

"Ah...don't...hehe...it's itchy...!"

Murong Qingyue couldn't bear his tormenting, she couldn't help hiding and laughing out loud...!
"You deserve it. Let's see if you still dare to lie to your husband."

"I didn't...haha...don't, stop, I...uh...!"

The noise of playfulness in the room suddenly disappeared, because Meng Zhiyang was deeply seduced by the smiling woman under him, and his lust heated up.He couldn't help kissing her soft red lips temptingly, and the tickling movement of his hands turned into provocative stroking...!
But just now their frolic sound had already spread outside from the unclosed windows and doors, and it happened to be clearly heard by others!
The night seemed to have quieted down again, except for the chirping of insects, there were also four handsome young masters from Murong's family who were staring viciously at the balcony next door to them.Looking at their eyes, those who didn't know thought they were going to fight.

"Damn it, why do I have the anger that my own cabbage is raped by a pig." The fourth son Murong Tengyun looked unwilling.

"If it wasn't for the fact that the breed of pig is quite tall, I would have broken his legs." The third son Murong Aotian twitched his lips.

"I really shouldn't let him sleep in Yue'er's room." Second Young Master Murong Ang Xing frowned.

"After tomorrow, let him die, don't allow him to get close to Yue'er easily!" The elder son Murong Aoyang's eyes turned hard.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

As soon as the wine glass was touched, the four sons of the Murong family reached a consensus.And the person who was nailed to the iron plate by them to be "tortured" had no idea at this time that he had accidentally offended the four gate gods who would make him jump!
The main reason is that it is impossible for him to care about so much at the moment. Now his heart and eyes are full of the woman in his arms that he can't stop.

Under his caress, she has already turned into softness like water...!
After a long time, the sound of insects remained the same, but the night slowly faded away.Meng Zhiyang hugged the soft and sweet body in his arms.It was rare that she didn't fall asleep after being passionate like before.

Maybe it's because she still can't calm down, maybe she can't bear to spend every minute and every second with him.She just lay in his arms with her eyes wide open, listening to his heartbeat quietly.

Meng Zhiyang caressed her smooth arms, he lowered his head against the top of her head and stroked her hair gently with his chin.He was also silent, and when he watched the moon outside slowly move out of sight, he suddenly tightened his embrace of her.

Murong Qingyue felt his strangeness, she raised her head to look at him, and asked:

"Zhiyang, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I just think it's strange, you were Lian Wuyi before yesterday, but now you suddenly become Murong Qingyue, I'm not used to it."

"I'm not used to it either, it doesn't feel real. However, both Lian Wuyi and Murong Qingyue are part of my life! I won't object to being Lian Wuyi for 18 years. But Murong Qingyue's identity It is my belonging. So, from now on, I just want to be Murong Qingyue, and I just want my family who loves me to have no more regrets."

"Well, I understand! Then, from now on, my only woman is Murong Qingyue. If I can, I really want to hug you like this now and never separate, until the end of time."

"You...!" Murong Qingyue narrowed her eyes with a sweet smile.

"how do I?"

"You have never said such emotional love words to me. I like to hear them very much! Can you tell me every day in the future?"

"Hmmm... If you talk too much about nasty love, it won't sound good. When you reveal your true feelings, you will feel it...!"

"So you've never shown your true feelings to me before?" Lian Wuyi questioned with blinking eyes.

Meng Zhiyang looked at her face with a little grievance, he turned over and pressed on her, pointed at the tip of her nose and said with a low and deep voice:
"Don't you know that there is another most direct way of expressing your true feelings besides expressing your feelings?"

"In what way?" Listening to beautiful words of love is not just words, how else can it be expressed?

"That way."

As Meng Zhiyang said, he immediately lowered his head and kissed her lips deeply again.Next, he thoroughly taught her what is the most direct "expression of true feelings"....

The next day, Meng Zhiyang had to leave Liyuan and return to City A to go back to Montessori to work.

When Combat Li saw Meng Zhiyang coming to the company, he almost thought he saw a ghost.He thought that this big boss who only wanted beauties but no country would not come back to work within ten days and half a month.

It seems that it has only been a few days, and the big boss has come back obediently.

As soon as Meng Zhiyang arrived at the company, he let him enter the office with him seriously.

He was full of fighting power, and he was very relieved. Seeing that the big boss looked like he was going to return to work wholeheartedly.

However, after he tried his best to report a bunch of work content, the big boss answered out of place and asked:

"How do you usually make the most romantic proposals?"

"Huh?" There was no marriage proposal in the work he reported, right?

"I don't like the clichéd methods, nor do the ones that are too eye-catching. She definitely doesn't like them. Tell me, how should I propose to be perfect?"

Meng Zhiyang is not ashamed to ask about the combat power!Not long after he left Liyuan, he began to miss his wife.

In the morning, he finished his breakfast under the gaze of four pairs of eager eyes.He knew exactly what those eyes meant.So, along the way, he was thinking about how to deal with the four "shit-stirring sticks" of the Murong family in the future.