C410 Mommy and Daddy (1/2)

Hua Rong was half asleep and half awake. In front of him was the Oolong Town's Red Leaf, a dark and serene wood flower that was right outside the Donglin Temple's meditation room. Under the moonlight, Peng Hai held up a bunch of wild flowers. ”Sister Shi Qi, this is for you …” She took the flowers with a smile and threw himself into his arms. Their lips were glued together almost immediately. It had been a long time since they had last been married. It was the kiss of the most intimate lover, the husband's arm around him, like so many lingering nights. She hugged his neck and responded with enthusiasm.

King Qin's mind was clouded by this enthusiasm. He only felt that his soft lips were fragrant like honey, full of passion, as if his thin body was filled with endless passion that was inexhaustible. It was even more intoxicating than he remembered. It was like a flower blooming at the most appropriate time, unrestrained and passionate, coquettish and coquettish, more beautiful than the most beautiful woman in the world. It was even more beautiful than the most beautiful woman in the world.

This was the first time he experienced how passionate she was. She was no longer the shy little girl who was filled with fear and cowardice. How wonderful!

”Little girl, little girl …”

His call was completely sealed by her, his lips and tongue entwined, kissing until he couldn't breathe, pushing all the desire in his body to the peak, he couldn't hold it in anymore, and gently took off her clothes. Without shyness or evasion, her soft body completely fit into his embrace, gentle yet active. Soft hands slid down from his neck, from his chest to his stomach, and her voice was intoxicating, her breathing rapid, like someone about to drown, as she embraced the last piece of driftwood. Temptation was the kind of nothingness that came after great fear. It needed comfort and a warm support. Such love could only be given to those who loved it the most.

He reached out and held her in his arms. Suddenly, he heard her groan. It was because of the wound on her shoulder that he was able to pull her back to reality. The pain was so intense that she cried out miserably as tears fell from her eyes. The impression from her dream disappeared, leaving only pain. There was an endless amount of pain, as if someone had stabbed her in the chest with a knife.

King Qin hurriedly stopped and gently hugged her in his embrace, ”Little girl, is it painful? Where's the pain? ”

She clung sleepily to his shoulder and tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were sleepy, and she sobbed softly, burying her face in his chest. A moment later, she fell asleep again. King Qin held her and caressed her hair. ”Girl, wait for you to get better, you'll get better.” Then, he carefully examined the wound on her shoulder and the wound on her waist. These places were already beginning to grow new flesh. He examined it slowly, stroking it gently, feeling nothing amiss, taking care of her, as he did every night these days, in the manner of a husband. This woman was his wife after all, wasn't she?

The morning sun rose and the windows were pushed open. Outside was a sea of flowers, a dense mass of grape arbors, a night of wind and rain. The grapes had been washed by the rain and were scattered all over the ground. The Little Tiger's head let out a cheerful giggle, and in his hand was a bunch of grapes. He picked one and put it into his mouth, jumping around non-stop, laughing: ”Give this to Mommy to eat … …” this is for Abba to eat … ”

King Qin turned around from the window and saw that Hua Rong had already slowly opened her eyes.

He walked over. ”Girl, do you want to get up?”

Hua Rong nodded and sat up.

King Qin took out a green robe that he had prepared a long time ago and handed it over to her. He carefully helped her put it on and said softly: ”Girl, today I will bring you to a good place to play.”

Hua Rong nodded and slowly stood up. For the first time, she was able to stand perfectly straight. Only, after standing for a little while, her leg became lame again — her injured left leg had caused her to lose her balance.

The morning sun shone in through the window, covering her face like a green thrush that had been broken by a hunter. King Qin felt his heart ache, and his voice became even more gentle, as if all the gentleness of his life had concentrated onto this period of time. ”Girl, you're so beautiful like this.”

Her face revealed a smile. These words were so familiar, and Pengju always liked to say it, ”Sister Shi Qi, you're so beautiful …”

She stared at the ancient face across from her, the familiar tenderness in her eyes that was at odds with him. However, this tenderness was clear. She knew it and could see it and experience it. Even during the hundreds of days and nights when he was in a coma due to his injuries, he could still feel it deeply.

The morning sun shone onto the beach, and the Little Tiger ran ahead happily while holding a bunch of grapes in its hands. Behind it, King Qin supported Hua Rong and slowly walked towards the concealed grass on the island. It was a beautiful place, and also where Hua Rong found the exit to her escape route more than ten years ago.

At that time, the flowers were in full bloom, and the aquatic plants were extremely lush.

”Abba, hurry up …”

”Mom, quick, hurry up …”

From afar, the Third Uncle Yang's gaze firmly stared at the three people. The Little Tiger giggled and King Qin laughed out loud. These days, following Hua Rong's gradual awakening and recovery, King Qin was completely immersed in the joy of family life.

What exactly could this kind of family life bring to the King Qin? More accurately, it was hindering him from what?