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After hearing Three Wood's assurance, Meng Xiaodong was unable to calm down. He couldn't beat them, he couldn't bite them, and he wasn't willing to die. He didn't know what to do.

Seeing that she had calmed down, San Mu let out a breath of relief and said: "You should clean up in the lake first. You see that your clothes are untidy, then we'll go back. Otherwise, if we're too late, others might think too much. "

Three Wood looked at Meng Xiaodong in front of him. His heart was filled with guilt, worry, and love. He sighed. He was already in his thirties, and what he had done last night was a little dishonest.

But it had to be done. Otherwise, no one would be able to break out of this deadlock. Men have to bear the burden at critical moments, otherwise all happiness is but the reflection of the moon in a mirror.

Actually, love sometimes only needed two people. Why think so much? If you think too much, all the external factors in the world can hinder its existence, then you won't be able to obtain the purest form of love.

But in real life, people do not exist alone, and there are a lot of external factors that can influence it. Now that his heart clearly told him that he loved her, he wouldn't allow anyone to destroy it.

"Not everyone can be reborn, I can't let myself regret it again. I want to let my heart choose once, even if it is wrong? But at least I chose. Isn't there a good saying? Sometimes, one's fate cannot be defied, but I have a choice! "

Sanmu's heart was in turmoil, and he thought of his distant first girlfriend: "She must be married by now. "I wonder when we exchanged rings, did it occur to me that the person in front of him might have been me …"

As he thought further, the memories of his previous life filled his heart. A sad melody came from the bottom of his heart:

Love is you and me

A life intertwined with intentions

This world, I've come, let the tempest swirl

Even if life give me endless suffering

I still feel happier

Sanmu does not love the female part of the disease, but the more deep feelings for love. In his previous life, there were many songs about love, but many of them lacked the accumulation of life. However, this poem was not the same.

As he thought of this, tears began to roll down his cheeks. Perhaps it proved his sentimentality, or perhaps it was a sadness about his past.

The heart is like the duckweed in the water, not knowing where it ends. Even the tidied up Meng Xiaodong was stunned.

He didn't even feel anything when he was carried home by Sanmu. His heart was filled with mixed feelings, but he didn't know what it was like. By the time she came back to herself, Three Wood had already returned to the small room.

His life went on as usual. As for Sanmu, he practiced and trained just like that, while all of the disciples focused on fusing their auras into their bloodlines. Only Meng Xiaodong was in a hurry to retrieve the list from the previous night. He had prepared a new one as well. It was night again. When Sanmu entered his room, he saw Meng Xiaodong sitting there, waiting for him.

He took the initiative to give her a bath and change her clothes. San Mu felt even happier, so he hugged her and kissed her a few times. Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Meng Xiaodong followed suit. In the end, he lay on the bed with Sanmu without saying anything.

Three Trees rose up and hugged her, but Meng Xiaodong was unable to win. He could only say, "Sanmu, you're still young. Don't be like this. Also, if others were to find out about this, what would happen? "

Sanmu nodded. "Of course, my mother knows. If she doesn't beat me to death, I definitely won't tell her. However, you don't have to worry about that. Furthermore, I still do not know about my own body. Come, come, come. Take the initiative. Don't wait for me to make my move. "

Meng Xiaodong felt wronged and cried, "You only cared about you and you didn't care about me. So what you said in the afternoon must be all fake? And it's all thanks to me believing you? "

After saying that, he laid on the bed and ignored Sanmu, only hugging his head and crying bitterly. "Then do you like being with me?" Meng Xiaodong didn't answer. Three Mu asked a few more times, but Meng Xiaodong could only reply, "I originally loved her a lot, but she stopped loving me like she did last night!"

Sanmu knew girls were like this, so he said happily, "It's good that you love me, it's good that you love me?"

Three Mu let her go, and Meng Xiaodong stopped crying. Then he said, "But it's different from the kind of love you're talking about!"

Three Wood said it was the same, but Meng Xiaodong could not stop crying. After Sanmu admitted defeat and made a few lecherous jokes, Meng Xiaodong couldn't help but laugh.

That smile was just like a sudden spring breeze, blossoming with thousands of trees and pear blossoms. When San Mu saw her smile, he tried even harder. Meng Xiaodong's worries melted with her smile, and soon after, she fell into a deep sleep.

Sanmu kissed her, but he couldn't sleep. He only needed to rest for two hours. Furthermore, with the successful conclusion of this matter, he felt even better. He could still sleep there, so he meditated and circulated his energy, visualizing the nature and nature of the world.

The next morning before dawn, Three Wood had already got up from his bed and went to the Cross Mountains to catch a wild boar. I killed him by the hot spring, washed him, and carried him back. He then personally made a pot of stew and a bowl of Sichuan soup, which he placed on the table in his room.

Although the stewed meat didn't have the bean petal of the county, it had its own way of making it taste just as good. Meng Xiaodong had not woken up yet, but his disciples had already woken up early to practice, and the sounds of shouting could be heard from time to time.

When the sun set, Meng Xiaodong finally woke up. When she woke up, the first thing she saw was Sanmu looking at her happily. Sanmu said, "Wake up then. Let me serve you today."

Whether she liked it or not, he dressed her and washed her face. After everything was settled, he took out the breakfast he had made and said, "This is the first time I'm cooking. My cooking skills are quite good. There really aren't many people in this world who can eat it. Quickly come and taste it. "

Seeing her make a move, Three Wood was still asking, "How is it? How is it?" Since young, no one had ever treated Meng Xiaodong in such a manner. Meng Xiaodong could not hold back the grief in his heart as tears once again filled his face. He thought to himself, "Even if Xi Mu treated me like that, I shouldn't be angry with him. He is still a child, yet he treats me so well."

He could only say, "Delicious, delicious!" However, he did not feel what the taste was like. Three Wood fed her some more, and even fed her the piece of meat he had bitten. She also ate, and then she remembered that Xi Mu was still so lazy at this time, so she couldn't help but laugh.

When he was free, he made himself a white robe. He was smoking, carrying a long knife on his hip, and carrying a erhu on his back.

He walked in front of his mother and made the family laugh all day. It was said that his dressing was a bit unorthodox.

Three Mu was a relatively self-centered person and did not want to listen to the opinions of others. They could only let their family laugh with Meng Xiaodong. The disciples didn't dare to laugh because they would have to pay the price.

Meng Xiaodong was still in a daze when Three Wood hugged him and gave him a kiss. "Young lady, what are you thinking about?" Meng Xiaodong's face flushed red. "What are you doing in broad daylight? Don't let them see you, the wind is blowing. "

Sanmu said, "Even if they knew, they wouldn't dare to tell us. If anyone goes off the rails, see if I don't skin them. "Don't you worry, my wife?"

After saying that, he was about to kiss her again, but Meng Xiaodong was about to dodge. Meng Xiaodong's body went soft as he grabbed her by the chest and was carried to the bed.

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