First Marriage, then love: wife, never divorce

As Zheng Yifan spoke, he reached out his palm to Mu Ru and said softly, “Mu Ru, why can’t you feel my sincerity? Don’t tell me you really have to be like your eldest cousin to remember him? ”

Mu Ru’s heart ached when she heard this. She looked at the blood blisters on Zheng Yifan’s palm and the ones on his fingers. She could not help but think of the scene last night in the dark and damp hut. If Zheng Yifan had not come to save her in time.. She might still be in Leng Leiting’s hands now. Perhaps he would hit her on the head with a wooden stick again or hit her on the body because of Xi Muxue’s whereabouts.

When she thought of this, her heart could not help but heat up. Zheng Yifan was able to rush to her side in time last night and think of a way to save him at all costs. To put it bluntly, he truly treated her as a friend.

Thus, she could not help but reach out and hold his hand. Her fingertips carefully caressed the blood blisters. Her clear and bright eyes gradually became misty. She asked softly, “it hurts, doesn’t it? ”

Zheng Yifan heard her soft voice and lowered his eyes. His gaze was somewhat infatuated as he looked at her. He grabbed her hand and held it in his palm. Then, he slowly pulled it to his chest and said softly, “my hand doesn’t hurt that much, but it hurts here. ”

Mu Ru’s cold fingers instantly came into contact with the skin on Zheng Yifan’s chest because of Zheng Yifan’s pull. The cold and hot instantly came into contact. She was so scared that she instinctively wanted to pull her hand back.

However, Zheng Yifan did not let go of her hand and held it tightly to his chest. In his chest, the healthy heart was beating vigorously. It was transmitted to Mu Ru’s heart through mu Ru’s palm, causing mu RU’s face to instantly turn red to her ears.

Zheng Yifan looked at her flushed face and could not help but chuckle. He moved closer and lifted her hair, which was still disheveled because she had just washed her hair, and looked at the slightly dry lips under her fair and delicate nose.

In the end, he could not resist the temptation. He lowered his head and pressed his forehead against her forehead. The tip of his nose pressed against the tip of her nose, and his thin lips slowly pressed against her lips… …

Mu Ru’s lips were dry and soft. Her body, which had just taken a shower, carried a faint fragrance. She inexplicably wanted to gently draw the outline of her lips.

Mu Ru was stunned because she felt his strong heartbeat when her hand touched his chest, so she did not react when his forehead touched hers, but —

When Zheng Yifan’s thin lips touched her pink lips, her originally lowered eyelashes suddenly rose, and she completely reacted. Therefore, her hand immediately withdrew from his chest, quickly raised, and quickly pushed his head away.

She took a step back and could not help but use her hand to cover her chest, because she clearly felt that her heartbeat was accelerating, as if she had run 800 meters in a short time.

She raised her head and looked at Zheng Yifan, who was standing there with an injured look on his face. She immediately felt a little guilty, so she could not help but walk forward. She stood on Tiptoe, put her hands on his shoulders, and kissed his cheek. “Zheng Yifan, thank you! ”

However, before Mu ru could completely withdraw her mouth, Zheng Yifan quickly held her little face and pressed his thin lips tightly against the pink lips that had just withdrawn from her face… …