"Really? Shao Feng, show me quickly." Jian Mo was happy. She had always wanted to see what her mother-in-law looked like. Shao Feng had said that his mother-in-law was very beautiful, and she had always been placed under the care of her father. A woman on the edge of my heart.
But in the end, the father failed to keep the promise of being together for life, so he let his mother and concubine hang themselves in the Qingyu Mountains and never enter the imperial mausoleum.
Yan Shaofeng took out the scroll, but Jian Mo suddenly spoke up and asked seriously: "Shao Feng, my father can't even keep being a couple for the rest of his life. In the end, he married several more concubines, will you do the same?" Like your father?" After Jian Mo asked, his big bright eyes stared at Yan Shaofeng for a moment. If he wanted to marry another woman, she would be like her mother-in-law. She would not seek death, but she would leave. ,Out of sight out of mind.
Yan Shaofeng also looked at her seriously and asked: "Momo, if I really marry another woman like my father, what will happen to you?"
"I will leave you just like my mother and concubine!" Jian Mo also answered him seriously, very seriously.
When Yan Shaofeng heard this, his heart suddenly ached. She loved deeply and resolutely. Once she was betrayed, she would let go without hesitation. He already knew her character well.
He quickly lowered his head, kissed her red lips deeply, and whispered in her ear: "Momo, you will never have such a chance in this life, until, until... ." Shao Feng hesitated, he met Momo when he was five years old, and he and Momo missed five years. When Momo was sixty-five years old, she died, and he, at that time, would also follow suit. With her.
"Until what?" Jian Mo listened to what he was saying, and she felt heart-wrenching and uncomfortable in her heart.
"Until the end of time!" He couldn't tell her this. These sixty years were the happiness he had stolen! He won't let Momo know. In this life, he is already satisfied. Momo has been with him for so many years, and he will always be happy.
Jian Mo moved away slightly and looked at his unparalleled handsome face with sharp edges and corners, a pair of eyes as deep as the night, a faint flash of pain, and he felt that his breathing was also very heavy just now. Very sad.
She asked: "Shao Feng, are you hiding something from me?"
Yan Shaofeng looked at her with an endearing smile and gently scratched the tip of her nose, "Momo, I will never hide anything from you. Don't think too much about it. In this life, I don't want anyone except Momo. "He only wants her, this little fool. It must be that he has spent too little time with her recently, which made her think like this. After finishing his busy work recently, he will have more time and be able to spare time and spend more time with her." with her.
"That's pretty much it!" Jian Mo smiled and kissed his handsome face.
The two of them often make love to each other, but Jian Mo is still shy. Every time he takes the initiative to kiss him, his face becomes hot and uncomfortable.
Shao Feng looked at her shy look and felt a little distraught, but Momo rarely made love to him during the day. He could torment her however he wanted at night, but during the day, he didn't even think about it.
He carefully opened the scroll, and a beautiful woman appeared in front of Jian Mo's eyes instantly. The woman's eyes were lively, her smile was gentle, and her strokes were dexterous. It could be seen that the painter was very serious!
Shao Feng is more similar to his mother and concubine, especially the eyes.