The Lord of the Quick Transmigration is addicted to the paranoid dragon again today

Mu Bai raised the corner of his mouth slightly, kissed the corner of Fu Yu's mouth, and said in a proud tone, "I don't think you dare."

The kiss was as fleeting as a dragonfly touching the water. Fu Yu felt a sense of loss when he noticed Mu Bai leaving. "Of course I wouldn't dare."

Mu Bai covered Fu Yu's eyes and turned on the light. Then, he kissed Fu Yu on the mouth again before slowly letting him go. "I love you so much, brother."

Fu Yu opened his phone and saw the email from Fu Shi. He clicked on it and the contents of the email slowly unfolded before his eyes. It seemed that the matter should be over, otherwise he would not be allowed to leave so easily.

However, at this moment, an indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart. There was the relief of liberation, but also the confusion about himself. For a moment, Fu Yu didn't know how to express his inner feelings.

Mu Bai looked at him gently, "Do you want a hug?"

Fu Yu nodded slightly, and involuntarily stretched out his arms, hugging Mu Bai tightly. It seemed that only in this way could his restless heart be calmed down.

"What happened?" Mu Bai asked softly.

Fu Yu raised his lips to smile slightly and looked at Mu Bai, "I'm free now. I don't have to go to work starting tomorrow."

Mu Bai patted his shoulder and said, "Congratulations."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Mu Bai pulled Fu Yu up and said, "Let's go celebrate together."

Mu Bai hurriedly pulled Fu Yu out of the door, rushed into a cake shop, and quickly selected an exquisite cake. After paying, he didn't stop for a moment, holding Fu Yu tightly beside him, and rushed to the nearby barbecue stall like a whirlwind.

The two hurried home, their hands full of food. As soon as they entered the house, they couldn't wait to put all the delicious food on the table. The table was filled with a dazzling array of delicious dishes: fragrant roast duck, grilled skewers for their children, refreshing and delicious vegetable salads, and so on, making everyone salivate.

Fu Yu excitedly took out a bottle of long-treasured wine from the cupboard and gently placed it on the table. Then, he smiled and said to Mu Bai, "Come on, today is a good day, we must celebrate it properly. I can drink it, but you are too young to drink, so just accompany me for the formality."

As he spoke, he expertly opened the bottle cap. Suddenly, a rich, mellow aroma of wine filled the room. Mu Bai looked at him disapprovingly, "Brother, you underestimate me. If you don't believe me, let's have a competition. I can drink a lot."

Fu Yu didn't believe it, "You little cat, how can you drink?"

Mu Bai nodded, his tone full of provocation, "If you don't believe me, let's have a competition."

"it is good."

Fu Yu poured wine into their glasses. Mu Bai stood up, turned off the lights, and then placed candles on the cake and lit them. The candlelight flickered gently in the darkness, dispelling the gloom around them. Mu Bai's delicate face was illuminated with an especially charming look.

Mu Bai's bright eyes were filled with Fu Yu's reflection, and he spoke in a gentle tone, "Celebrating my love's escape from the sea of ​​suffering and rebirth in Nirvana. Now make a wish!"

Fu Yu heard this and slowly closed his eyes and made a wish. He had originally wanted to make two wishes, but was afraid that being too greedy would result in the wishes not coming true. He wished that Mu Bai would be safe and happy forever. Opening their eyes, they smiled at each other and blew out the candles together.

The moment he blew out the candle, Fu Yu seemed to have blown away the haze of the past, and after clearing away the clouds, he would eventually welcome his own sunshine, and the days to come would surely be even better.

The two of them had very little to eat. Fu Yu drank one glass after another, and Mu Bai drank with him. Fu Yu gave Mu Bai a thumbs up and said, "You can drink quite well. This is the best wine I've ever had, and the cake is delicious too."

Mu Bai laughed and teased, "There will be even better wine. Do you know what it is?"

Fu Yu shook his head.

"Our wedding wine."

Fu Yu's brain was a little slow because of the alcohol, and he was stunned for two seconds before reacting. He lowered his head and chuckled, "You're right, our wedding wine is the best."

After a few more drinks, Fu Yu felt dizzy. He stumbled over to Mu Bai and sat down on his lap. He looked at Mu Bai with hazy eyes and kept muttering, "Why are you so nice to me? I don't deserve it."

Mu Bai held Fu Yu's waist with one hand and held his head steady with the other, his eyes sincere and serious. "I just want to be good to you, only you. If I say you deserve it, then you deserve it."

Fu Yu hugged her gently and said, "You are the best. Others don't like me and even scold me."

Mu Bai patted his back gently, "It's all over. No one can bully you from now on. I love you the most. You are my good wife."

Under the soothing influence of Mu Bai's voice, which was as gentle as a spring breeze, Fu Yu's originally tense heartstrings finally relaxed. However, despite his efforts to restrain the surging emotions in his heart, he was ultimately unable to resist the invasion of sadness and began to sob softly.

Mu Bai gently wiped away his tears. Fu Yu turned his head away embarrassedly, his voice hoarse, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't cry. Please don't hate me, okay?"

"I don't hate you. I love you the most. Just don't cry next time, okay? It hurts here." After saying that, she took Fu Yu's hand and touched her chest.

Fu Yu pulled his hand away. "You're so annoying! I really can't stand this anymore." He lay on top of Mu Bai and silently wept. At first, the sobs were faint, like a mere whimper squeezed from the depths of his throat. But as time went on, the sobs gradually evolved into a series of intermittent sobs. Each sob was like a heavy hammer hammering at Mu Bai's heart.

Fu Yu bit her lip tightly, trying to stop the tears from flowing. But those crystal clear tears were like a flood that could not be stopped. They slid down her cheeks and dripped onto her clothes, instantly staining her clothes with tiny teardrops.

Mu Bai gently stretched out his arms and carefully hugged Fu Yu tightly. He felt Fu Yu's slightly trembling body and seemed to hear the sound of his heart breaking. His wife had suffered too much injustice.

Mu Bai didn't say a word, nor did he make any unnecessary moves to disturb him. He knew that Fu Yu needed such an opportunity the most to release the emotions that had been pent up in his heart for a long time.

If his wife didn't cry, he would suspect that she had suppressed her emotions. Now he just wanted to accompany Fu Yu quietly and let him vent all his grievances and sadness.

As time passed, Fu Yu's crying gradually subsided, but tears continued to flow from his eyes. Mu Bai gently patted Fu Yu's shoulder, giving him silent comfort and support.

When the time was almost up, Mu Bai gently picked up Fu Yu and placed him on the sofa. After entering the bathroom, Mu Bai quickly turned on the faucet, picked up a clean basin, filled it with warm water, and continued to wet it with a towel, wringing out the excess water.

After completing these preparations, Mu Bai held the basin steadily in both hands and walked towards the living room.