"Lu Yuchen, don't do this..."
Xin Luo looked at the man in front of her with eyes as gentle as water.
"I like you. We have gone through so many things to finally be together. Even if my brother will test you now, and my parents will test you in the future, those are just small problems between us."
"The man I've identified has always been only you, and only Lu Yuchen. So, don't be like this... don't feel sorry for me. I haven't been sorry to you, and you haven't been sorry to me, because...the two of us should be one."
The two of them should be a whole.
Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu.
The others are called 'they' and the two of them are called 'us'.
Between 'us', there is no need to feel indebted and sorry to each other.
This truth was also something that Xin Luo suddenly realized after going through so many things.
If you run away when you feel indebted, and hide when you feel guilty, then there is so much indebtedness and guilt between her and Lu Yuchen, you don't know how long it will take to calculate it clearly.
Lu Yuchen obviously did not expect that Xinluo would say such a thing.
He stared at her for a long while with quiet and focused eyes, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips.
"I like, the word 'we.'"
He and Xiao Luo are us.
And everyone else, it's them.
It seems that because of Xinluo's words, Lu Yuchen's kisses became more and more in-depth and focused.
He kissed the woman he loved fiercely, hooked her little tongue and sucked a kiss vigorously, almost swallowing Xin Luo's whole body.
"Well... I like it... I just like it..." Xin Luo was kissed so hard by him that there was no place to dodge.
She could only instinctively hook the man's neck and accept his strong and fiery kiss obediently.
With her heart beating wildly, Xin Luo suddenly realized a problem.
"Wait... that's not right..." She pushed Lu Yuchen's hard chest hard, "I, we're not going to talk about this... Mr. Qiao... I haven't said anything about Mr. Qiao..."
God knows, she has already been kissed so delicately by him that she is gasping and dizzy.
Why can I still think of Xiaoqing at a critical moment.
Forbearance and unwillingness flashed across Lu Yuchen's deep eyes, but thinking of the little woman's body, he finally endured it.
After hugging Xiao Luo and kissing her deeply a few more times, Lu Yuchen let her go.
"Huh—" Xinluo breathed quickly, she needed fresh air.
Lu Yuchen took advantage of the situation to lift her up and put her on the sofa.
However, instead of letting Xinluo sit on her own, she was still nestled in his arms.
"Mr. Qiao is very curious about you. He asked me to take you to see him." He nibbled her little white ear and whispered.
Xinluo felt her ears were itchy, and avoided it with a slightly red face, "That's just right, so I can meet Mr. Qiao."
"But why is he curious about me...?"
When Xinluo dodged in Lu Yuchen's arms, the man still had bad intentions not to let her go.
Delicate kisses fell on Xinluo's forehead, chin, and cheeks.
Xinluo's face was flushed and her ears were red after the kiss, and her breathing was difficult.
A moment later, Lu Yuchen raised her delicate and lovely chin, and said to her with a smile that was so fascinating that he couldn't bear to die: "Of course I am curious about Mrs. Lu. Mr. Qiao doesn't like to meet outsiders, but what kind of woman does he like that I can love?" Gotta be dead set, always interested."
In fact, as early as a few years ago, he was going to take Xinluo to visit Mr. Qiao.
It's a pity that what happened later was delayed.
"What Mrs. Lu, we're not married yet..." Xin Luo buried her blushing face into Lu Yuchen's chest, and muttered softly.
Then suddenly frowned.
She suddenly realized a problem...