No one cared about blowing out the red candle, and no other light source was turned on in the room. The candlelight swayed until late at night and before it burned out, it suddenly lit up again.

With the brief light, Yu Yao's eyes wet with tears and sweat saw Rong Ye's expression clearly.

So crazy, it seems that I finally crushed all the constraints and poured out the love that I had long been unable to bear.

I also cherish her so much that I treat her as a jade that will be damaged. I want to hold it in my palm and fiddle with her. I hold it carefully, for fear that she will really hurt.

Yu Yao grabbed the wedding dresses scattered around her and had already crumpled them. She was confused about the night in the glass flower room. She had made two sets of dresses specially made for a long time, and in the end he used them for such unspeakable things.

Of course, it is also considered... to make the best use of everything.

Yu Yao hugged him tightly, and after the candlelight was completely extinguished and the room returned to darkness, she also threw away the crumbling reserve and completely indulged in her ear, calling "Aye" repeatedly in his ear, letting him do whatever he wanted.

After the wedding, the guests left the island one after another. Rong Ye's recent work has been arranged in advance, and some important and urgent matters will be delivered to him, and he will not rush to leave.

Yu Yao was even less stressed. Her main publicity period had come to an end. She had not received a new script in a short period of time. The whole world knew that she was busy with her newlyweds, and basically no one dared to disturb her.

The two of them stayed on the island for nearly a week, and it was not until Yu Yao enjoyed the leisure of the beach that Rong Ye urgently spread out his honeymoon plan.

He listed a row of locations for Yu Yao to determine the order. After she looked at them, they were all places she had mentioned inadvertently before. Finally, she decided to go to the hot spring first. I heard that hot springs have a good therapeutic effect on old injuries and can relax Rong Ye's muscles and bones.

In the past, he suffered too many injuries of the size of his body, and some of them were too severe and could not fully recover. Yu Yao tried her best to recuperate when he was so young that he would not suffer from these things in the future.

Aye has suffered too much, and she can't accept it even if she adds a little more.

The flight time was very long when starting from the island. Yu Yao used to be the least flirted with long-distance planes, but now Rongye is by her side, she enjoys it completely and wants to fly slower.

When dawn, she pulled him and spoke in a low voice. Looking at the clouds outside that were actually not special, she could see the flowers.

When it was dark, I was kissing quietly in the dim cabin. The lingering lips and tongues were not fierce. Sometimes I just rubbed each other silently, and I was trembling from the bottom of my heart, wanting to get closer to him.

Later, Yu Yao couldn't stand it and fell asleep. When she woke up, she saw that it was still dark outside the window, and it would take at least three or four hours to land.

Yu Yao thought Aye must have fallen asleep, but she turned her head and fell into his light ink-colored eyes, with a clear and gentle look.

She suddenly realized.

He kept looking at her like this.

It has been a long time since she fell asleep until now, and he is still staring at him tirelessly.

Yu Yao held up and hooked his finger: "Aren't you tired?"

Rong Ye shook his head and smiled lightly: "You don't know, it's a great thing for me to watch you sleep by my side and wake up in a daze, so that you can see me at first sight."

It was something he could only hide in the dark for so many years and could not even think about it.

It was the morning of the local area when we got off the plane. The traffic of people at the airport was not large. This time, there was no assistant following him. There were only Rong Ye and Yu Yao. When he held his suitcase in his hand and walked out of the hall with his wife, Yu Yao stared at a local teahouse that was a little distance away.

At a foreign airport, no one knew her. Yu Yao was ready to look at the box that was too heavy and couldn't bear to let her husband run: "Aye, please wait for me here, I'll buy two cups to try."

Rong Ye took her back and took her back: "You can wait with peace of mind, I'll buy it."

Yu Yao expressed her resistance: "Why do you have to do it yourself? I won't be tired after I go there."

She stood on tiptoe and rubbed the ends of his hair: "Go to hook me."

This sentence is simply a magic weapon. Rong Ye has no ability to resist at all. When Yu Yao walked towards the teahouse briskly, he looked at her back and saw that his ears were suspiciously red.

Since accepting that he is Nuonuo, he doesn't know what happened. As soon as Yaoyao calls him to hook him, he will be too itchy and is so hooked that he wants to do something evil that goes against his master.

Rong Ye lowered his head and smiled, chasing Yu Yao in the direction to meet her, but after only a few steps, he suddenly stopped in place, his narrow eyes closed, staring at a certain place, and the temperature in his eyes disappeared.

Five or six meters away from him, there was a gentle middle-aged woman sitting on a bench with black hair and black eyes, which was very conspicuous among the blond and blue-eyed people.

She held a boy in her hand, smiled on her face, and tilted her head softly to talk to him.

Rong Ye didn't move, just watched in silence.

Although the woman's volume was not high, the airport was not noisy, and she could hear her tone and general content.

Even if the boy has a bad temper and a naughty temper, she is very patient and speaks very gentle in every sentence.

"Mom is afraid that you will run around."

"Don't worry mom. Just say whatever you want, give it to you-"

The woman grabbed the boy's arm with great care, as if she felt an unusual gaze, and suddenly looked up at Rongye.

As soon as she met Rong Ye's face, her expression was still confused, but in just a few seconds, she seemed to have seen some extremely resistant beast. Her eyes were filled with cold resentment. She immediately stood up and instinctively protected the young man behind her.

A completely opposite attitude.

One is the treasure in the palm of your hand.

One is a stain that I wish I could die long ago.

Rong Ye had no expression on his face.

This is someone he has only seen in the photos.

When he was young, he held her photo frames in his arms day and night, naively hoping that one day she would come to pick him up and asked him to call him mom.

You don’t need to be rich or descendants of a wealthy family. As long as your mother lets him have a very small family, no matter how difficult or poor he is, he will treat it as a paradise.

But when she grew up so big, she had never appeared, no matter how alive he was.

She had already remarried and had two sons. This one should be young and was carefully cared for by her.

This was the first time he had seen her real person. It turned out that she was already so aging than in the photo.

Rong Ye lowered his eyes indifferently and took a step forward. The woman thought he was going to go towards her, so she hurriedly took her son back, and the light in her eyes became colder and colder.

It seems that he is afraid that he will come and ask for feelings he does not deserve.

I am even more afraid that he will hurt his beloved child.

Yu Yao came back with two cups of milk tea and saw this scene.

She frowned and stared at the woman for a few seconds, then realized who this person was.

The heartache that came up at that moment almost made Yu Yao lose her composure. She gritted her teeth, accelerated her pace, ran over and hugged Rong Ye, and in front of the woman, raised her head and kissed him gently with care.

"Aye, I'm back, let's go."

Rong Ye looked down at her, and the ice in her pupils melted: "I don't care."

"I really don't care," he kissed Yu Yao's red eyes and bent his lips, "I have Yaoyao, and the rest are worthless."

Yu Yao didn't care, pulled Rong Ye and left. When passing by the woman, Yu Yao turned her head, looked at her coldly and straightly, and smiled and said softly: "Don't worry, you don't want it. Someone will regard him as a treasure in this life."

Rong Ye did not turn around, took the paper bag containing tea in Yu Yao's hand, inserted the straw, and delivered it to her: "Wife is not angry, try it."

Yu Yao couldn't calm down, so she rubbed the tip of her nose and tried her best to endure the sour crying voice: "I have no appetite, I don't want to drink it."

Rong Ye took a sip, hugged Yu Yao's back, pressed her lips and tongue, and asked with a smile: "Is it sweet?"

Yu Yao was trapped in his arms and tasted the sweetness he brought in from his tongue.

"Be good," he whispered, "If sweet, don't feel bad for me, it's not worth it."

"If you grow up alone without them, I can get you, then I can't ask for it."

On the bus to the hot spring hotel, Yu Yao's eye sockets were still hot, leaning against Rong Ye's arm, connecting his fingers.

Rong Ye said: "My facial features are a bit similar to my father. Not only did she hate me, she also saw Qin Licheng through me. After so many years, she still hated him."

When Qin Licheng died in prison, he struggled to see Rong Ziyan again, but he was unable to satisfy himself until he closed his eyes.

He robbed her, and he was crazy to trap her by his side, and in the end there was only a desolate grave.

Rong Ye closed his arms, hugged Yu Yao, closed his eyes and buried it on her hair, his voice low and hoarse: "Yaoyao, if you didn't want me at the beginning, I... might have gone on the same path as him."

Force or rob, whether she wants or not, she must be locked by her side. No matter how despicable it is, it doesn't matter until the day he dies.

Yaoyao would hate him like this. Even if he saw a face similar to him more than twenty years later, he would hate him deeply when he saw it.

Yu Yao grabbed his hand and rubbed him with her slightly cool nose, saying confidently: "No if, you are not Qin Licheng, and I am not Rong Ziyan. I have loved you from the beginning. Even if we change to hundreds of ways to meet, I will still choose to love you."

"It's a pity that you have no chance to rob me in this life," she smiled sly, "and can only wait until the next life to try it."

Hot spring hotels are single-family villas. The various shapes of soup pools are in the private area. They are very suitable for newlywed couples and have many selling points. They rank among the top among the well-known hot spring hotels.

There is one feature in it. The hotel specially arranged for some tall and handsome boys to wear half a hand-painted mask and yukata to guide the way to deliver meals to female guests, which is pleasant.

But Yu Yao and Rong Ye were not aware of this mysterious retained project before moving in.

After arriving, Yu Yao was still unable to get out of her panic-suffering mood. When she saw two masked boys, she just glanced at her inadvertently and entered her small villa. Rong Ye did it for her to change her clothes.

When she was completely awakened, she was taken to the hot spring pond, surrounded by the planted landscape flowers and trees, staggered in an orderly manner, and white mist was misty in the middle. She turned around by the pond, but could not see Rong Ye's face clearly for a while.

When she wanted to pull him, he had already left, so she left a sentence, "Go and order you dinner."

Yu Yao stepped into the water, her body stretched out with pleasure. She was alone here and always felt a little uneasy. She was fiddling with the warm water with her hands and feet, and simply called him "Aye."

"Aye——"

She didn't have a high volume, and she didn't have to hurry. She just called him a name just like she was entertaining herself and waited for him to come back.

After a moment, she rose up again and deliberately changed her name with a bad taste: "Dog hook--the master summons you."

After a few seconds, there was indeed movement.

Yu Yao turned around in the pond, supported herself on the edge and looked up at the entrance, but she saw a handsome figure wearing a black yukata.

He tied his waist, his neckline wide open, and he wore half a locally painted evil spirit mask on his face, which only blocked his eyebrows, eyes and nose bridges. His beautiful and thin lips were covered with a light curve, exposed outside, with an extremely stimulating contrast.

Her heartbeats all over, and then it intensifies.

It turns out that wearing this kind of mask on his face is the real temptation.

Yu Yao unconsciously clenched her fingers, stared at him and asked, "What are you going to do?"

He held the dining plate in his hand and approached the edge of the pool step by step. He half-kneeled down to look at her through the mask, his voice feeling lazy: "Come and provide special services to your wife so that her wife will not look at others randomly."

Yu Yao's blood evaporated, she leaned out of the water, and took the initiative to lift his mask.

Under the hideous evil spirit was Rong Ye's vivid and fragrant face.

Yu Yao raised her head and was so tempted by him that she was completely unable to control her. She clenched her fists in secret and planned to hold on for a while: "This kind of service... I need to consider it."

Rong Ye grabbed her wrist, leaned over and kissed her wet eyelashes, and whispered with a smile: "Then I can only take it once. Master, remember to resist, don't spoil me too much."
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