Chapter 88 Xiu Rans Identity (2/2)

When Murong Jingxuan heard this voice, his eyes instinctively widened, because this was precisely Xiu Ran's voice. However, the only good thing about Xiu Ran was that he didn't know martial arts, so he won't be able to detect their presence in the distance.

”Impossible,

ngxuan's words, Qingyan helplessly laughed, ”Didn't you say you'll clean up my mess, don't tell me you're regretting.”

Murong Jingxuan reluctantly laughed when he heard this, ”Of course not, I wouldn't dare go against my bride's intentions.”

Qingyan found that he was getting all the more crafty and rolled her eyes at him, ”Frivolous with a smooth mouth, not the least bit proper.”

Murong Jingxuan replied with a smile, ”My bride is right, I won't dare to again.”

At times, Murong Jingxuan really enjoyed these warm moments with Qingyan. The two of them didn't have to think about other things, and he could also see that pouting look of hers. Sometimes, he really couldn't help but to tease her.

The young girl before him, perhaps, could become his wife in the near future. And his main task was to cherish her in his heart like a treasure.

”Murong Jingxuan, say, if Jingshu were to see you like this, would she wonder how she gave birth to a son like you?”

Upon hearing that name, Murong Jingxuan's expression darkened. He held on to Qingyan, absorbing the warmth from her body, ”Yan'er, did you know, from the moment I was born, I was separated from my mother. My impression of my mother isn't deep. In order to not forget her, we would always exchange letters.”

Qingyan hugged him back and could feel the slight tremble in his body, ”Jingxuan, Jingshu would definitely feel proud to have a son like you, you are her pride.”