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After another three or two days, after returning from the quiet and lingering town.

At this moment, Wang Yong was busy at night in the kitchen, with a happy smile on his face, as if he was a good man at home.

Since he participated in the outdoor activities held by Maomao at the school, the relationship between Wang Yong and Maomao has deepened. Especially when he was mistakenly thought by the doctor in the hospital and was mistaken for Maomao's father, an indescribable feeling suddenly arises in his heart, as if Mo Ming was surging with a sense of responsibility, which was inescapable and willing to bear it.

Wang Yong muttered in his heart, maybe this is what is called happiness. This feeling is as relaxed and happy as a sweet spring. It gradually penetrates into his mouth, making people unable to bear to swallow it in one bite, and just want to savor the faint sweetness. What made him tremble even more was his separation with Wanrou for the past two days. He had lived a dull life these days, but it was indescribable clear and warmth. Gradually, he was concerned about this ancient town. This peaceful and far away from the troubles made him yearn for it with great pleasure.

Unfortunately, the time spent together always thought it was too short. Wang Yong sighed in a low voice, and nostalgia and reluctance gradually spread in his heart.

Bang, bang, bang... "Godfather." The rhythmic knock on the door sounded, and Maomao, who was standing outside the door, shouted loudly at Wang Yong.

Wang Yong responded and walked to the door in just a few steps. As soon as he opened the door, a petite and cute figure flashed and rushed into Wang Yong's arms.

Wang Yong's expression softened, he hugged Maomao intimately, and laughed loudly, "Good daughter, you want a godfather."

"Yeah", Maomao clicked on Wang Yong's cheek and kissed him obediently.

Seeing the intimate behavior between Wang Yong and Maomao, Qin Wanrou was also quite moved after Maomao, and the joy in her heart could not help but be revealed to the corner of her mouth.

Although the man standing in front of her is not her husband, she felt the feeling of being truly home. She knew that all this was limited to the present appearance. Many walls that were blocking between them could not be overcome casually. She did not dare to ask for too much, for fear that once this dream was broken, she would never be able to piece it back. Being able to live a sweet life like a family of three in the town has already satisfied her.

However, when she thought of the verbal desire he had towards him in the past two days, her ears became hot. Fortunately, she still had a little rationality and tried her best to guard the last line of defense. Otherwise, things would have gone out of control.

She also clearly understands her will and determination. Whenever she faces Wang Yong, who is unable to suppress her feelings, she is so "weak". If she lives with him for a few more days in that beautiful and quiet town, she might have lost all the time.

"Wang Yong, I'll help you." Qin Wanrou walked straight to Wang Yong and spoke gently.

"Okay, there is another soup, you can serve it first. Feifei is about to come back soon. We will be able to eat as soon as she comes back." Wang Yong just finished speaking, and then he played with Maomao in the house. Maomao likes to stick to his godfather the most, and Wang Yong's love and doting for Maomao was revealed without any concealment.

The small two-bedroom apartment was filled with warmth for a while. The mother cooking, father and daughter playing, and the giggling of the children were integrated into it, outlining a picture of a happy and fulfilling life, which made people unable to bear to destroy it. The three of them completely enjoyed this atmosphere, just like an ordinary family, enjoying the joy of human relations.

Inadvertently, an hour had passed. Maomao was tired of playing. She fell asleep soundly at some point, and her mouth was filled with a smile that had not yet disappeared. Wang Yong half-squatted beside her, looking at Maomao's cute little face delicately, and put her in her palm like a baby, for fear that she had not taken care of her.

Sometimes Wang Yong also doubted that his behavior was because of Maomao's likability or pity for her, which prompted him to become like this. You should know that in principle, Maomao is the child of Qin Wanrou and other men. Although he would not reach the level of disgust, he should not love her so much.

This is the biggest difference between Wang Yong and ordinary people. Although he has been working hard, following his mother's last wishes and being an ordinary person, people who have experienced too many life and death may be examining life from the perspective of others' incomprehension. Moreover, he owes too much Wan Rou, and many things are caused by himself. How can he say that he can let go and let go, and it is even more impossible to completely mind this.

"Wang Yong, Maomao fell asleep?" Wang Yong, who was still immersed in his imagination, was patted by Wanrou who came to him at some point and shouted softly. The two of them had been together day and night in recent days, as if they had suddenly made the distance between them closer and less estrangement.

"Shh, I just fell asleep shortly." Wang Yong, who was half-squatting and turning back, replied softly, afraid of disturbing Maomao. As soon as he turned around, he realized that he was looking up and bent over and called him Qin Wanrou, and his soft face was very close to him. When he looked at him, he realized that she had a different outfit today, and she was instantly stalemate between each other.

Qin Wanrou had long hair tilted to her shoulders, and her eyes were graceful and gentle like her name. Her light and elegant face makeup added a bit of beauty to her already beautiful face. Her delicate lips were covered with light pink lipstick and the lines were decorated clearly.

A low-necked slim outfit made her upper body look clear and unremoved, and the undeleted apron was tied around her waist. The two "proud peaks" were hugging each other tightly, and a platinum pendant swayed between the peaks. It made people feel three feet away from the curtains, and it felt like they could not stop. Obviously, Qin Wanrou's outfit was deliberately dressed up today.

Although Wang Yong was used to seeing all kinds of beauties and was surrounded by beautiful women, when facing his lover who had been in his past first love, he could not help but be unable to get rid of his male nature. He wanted to try it several times but then competed several times. After all, she was already a wife and a mother. How could she let her own selfish desires destroy her life? However, many times, she was unable to suppress her increasingly vigorous desire for her.

Qin Wanrou also noticed the expression on Wang Yong's face and was stunned. She seemed to have recalled something. After a long time, she had never observed this past at such a distance. No, she was the man she had always loved deeply.

He has less sunshine, but more a sense of maturity with a more negative charm. There is a little more firmness between his eyebrows, as if he has too many stories to tell, but he deliberately hides something. It is because he has experienced too much that such a man has changed so much.

This sense of mystery that comes with it is so heartbreaking, or I want to give him a warm hug to comfort him.

No, Wang Yong may not be what he wanted, but every time he saw Wang Yong and Maomao get along so well, he felt happy, but also accompanied by loss.

The two of them were frozen in an instant, and they had their own ideas in their hearts, but no one wanted to break this beautiful environment and just let things develop naturally.

Maybe it was because the weather was beautiful, and the lights in the room suddenly disappeared.

"Ah?" Qin Wanrou was shocked by the sudden situation and screamed.

Wang Yong hurriedly grabbed her Rouyi, gave her a strong sense of security, and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, there was a problem with the power station in the community recently, and there were often power outages. It's okay, I'll find a way."

Wang Yong stood up and was about to walk to the kitchen to get the candle. But as soon as he let go of his hand, Qin Wanrou moved forward, but kicked her to the corner of the sofa. Her body was inertia due to resistance and she was instantly falling.

Wang Yong felt it keenly, and rushed back, holding one hand on his waist, and grabbing the other hand on his shoulder, taking a step back to reduce the impact. He didn't want to have no way to retreat, and accidentally touched the corner of the sofa on the other side. The two of them were about to fall down and fell on Maomao who was lying in their sleep. At this time, Wang Yong responded quickly, and his body moved his gravity on his feet in an instant, twisting his waist vigorously, and a swivel body changed his position.

Qin Wanrou let Wang Yong wield her, and the two turned around instantly, like two dancers on the stage, expressing each other's expectations in graceful dance postures.

But this is not the dance floor of a studio, but the narrow gap between the sofa in the living room. Even after turning around, avoiding the danger of falling on Maomao, the two of them were unable to stand safely and both fell on the floor.

Fortunately, Wang Yong is at the bottom. In an instant, he can feel the mutual breathing.

Qin Wanrou's soft breasts were pressed against Wang Yong's body, and Qin Wanrou's embroidered hair scattered in her ears, causing itching, and her body exuded a rose-like fragrance, and a sense of commotion came one after another.

After being suppressed for many days, Wang Yong had a little blood swelling for a while and could not control himself. He smelled the refreshing and seductive feeling on her hair, and a demon claw had quietly touched her convex and convex buttocks.

The slim outfit that highlights her figure makes her more curvy and makes Wang Yong's claws more easily rampant.

"And~" Qin Wanrou moaned softly, her pretty face flushed in the darkness. Her fully mature body had some subtle feelings arising from the desire she had been suppressing in her heart, and Wang Yong was hooked out bit by bit.

Qin Wanrou's heart beat faster and her breathing became faster, and her body floated up and down. Unconsciously, she seemed to be able to give up some thoughts, and her imagination of certain things became rampant. Wang Yong's strong body and strong arms...

He twisted his delicate body slightly, lowered his voice, and said tremblingly: "Wang, Wang Yong. This is home, we can't. I can't. Wow~ah."

The soft and charming moans seemed to melt the soul of a person.
Chapter completed!