Best Son-in-law

Slowly, their faces got closer and closer, and each could feel the other's rapid breathing.

Gradually, both Yang Meilu and Li Fan closed their eyes.

There was still a tingling and soft touch on his lips. Li Fan's heart was beating faster and faster, and Li Fan entered another state, as if this place was no longer his home, but had become an empty and elegant valley. There is tranquility on the side, and a fragrance in front of the nose.

Unable to control himself, Li Fan slowly wrapped his hands around Yang Meilu's slim waist.

And Yang Meilu also hugged him tightly.

The two of them have their own thoughts, which are confusing and complicated.

Longing and coy.

Sweet and moist.

This long kiss was calm but not calm, enough for the two of them to have room for daydreams.

It's a pity that both of their minds are blank.

Even though he said he was ready, he was not ready.

Li Fan didn't know how to accept Yang Meilu's emotions, let alone how to choose in the future.

Yang Meilu didn't make full preparations. She just planned in her heart, but when it came to the real moment, she couldn't go any further.

After all, neither of them are stupid people.

Yang Meilu was afraid that she would not get Li Fan's sincerity, and that her family would object, and all kinds of interference would accelerate the separation of the two.

After experiencing a failure, Yang Meilu did not dare to try again. Her heart was originally extremely closed, and she only opened it once for Li Fan.

The last failure taught her to be autonomous, independent, and at the same time careful consideration.

What kind of relationship is this?

Yang Meilu thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure it out. She couldn't figure it out either. She only knew that Li Fan had become her support and she couldn't do without Li Fan.

That's all.

But this point makes Yang Meilu even more afraid of losing Li Fan, or that Li Fan is not happy around her. This is not what Yang Meilu wants to see.

After all, she is not a person who doesn't care about anything.

Yang Meilu had only one thought in her mind, time was frozen at this moment.

The two of them have a cozy and warm little home. They cook together, wash dishes together, eat together, wash feet together, hold hands, and have a long kiss while sitting on the kang.

This already satisfied Yang Meilu.

Deep down in her heart, she longed for a home, a man who would protect her and love her, someone who could listen to her true feelings, a table to eat, and a warm time when the two of them were alone together without thinking about anything.

This is enough.

This is actually happiness.

Yang Meilu didn't dare to ask for anything, but at the same time she was longing for that elusive dream.

Tangle, grief, self-blame, helplessness, all kinds of complex emotions linger in my heart.

She really liked Li Fan, but she also knew that Li Fan had other people in his heart. She didn't want to destroy Li Fan's emotions, but she couldn't face her own heart.

In fact, Yang Meilu did something she wouldn't normally do.

All this made her feel guilty.

At the same time, there is also the panic that Li Fan will not be happy with her, as well as the uneasiness and worry about the future.

These are conflicting emotions that prevent the two from going further.

Even holding hands, it feels like we are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Even the person in front of him seemed to be covered with a layer of white fog and became blurry.

Tears slid quietly down Yang Meilu's face. She was kind-hearted at first, and she compromised herself because she didn't want to hurt others. She also didn't care when she found out that she fell in love with Li Fan to the point of being hopeless. He showed his heart without hesitation.

In other words, if Yang Meilu hadn't compromised to the point of no return, she wouldn't be like this.

Li Fan is everything to her, her future, her hopes, and her expectations.

It was Li Fan who gave her everything she wanted and the warmth of home.

Yang Meilu will never forget the person who stands in front of her and is unyielding, the person who gives her an infinite sense of security, and the person who protects her despite power and difficulty.

This figure seemed infinitely tall and heavy in her heart.

The heavy weight oppressed Yang Meilu's nerves, making her heart beat with every expression of Li Fan.

Every word is entangled, joyful, sad, and silent.

Yang Meilu didn't understand what this felt like. This was the first time she had felt like this, caring so much about someone that she felt heartbroken.

It hurts to see him forcing a smile on his face, it hurts to see him sullen, he feels tired to see him sweating profusely, it even hurts to see him frowning.

At the same time, Yang Meilu is also very afraid of Li Fan and will be afraid of every word he says because his words are too heavy for her.

Never before has a person's feelings been so valued.

Yang Meilu's feelings for Li Fan are simple yet complicated. They are hidden in her heart and cannot be explained or told.

She had no way of sorting out such complicated emotions.

Simply, she didn't think about anything. During this long kiss, Yang Meilu let herself go, but her other hand tightly grasped her dress.

Li Fan didn't know how to face the woman in front of him. If he said he didn't like her, it would be a lie. His emotions towards her were also difficult to explain.

And the more I think about it, the more confused I become.

The emotions that I could clearly grasp in the past cannot be clearly grasped now.

Li Fan only knew that he didn't want Yang Meilu to be sad, didn't want her to cry, and didn't want her to be hurt.

If Yang Meilu is unhappy, he will feel very uncomfortable.

And he didn't want to part ways with Yang Meilu just like that. Even for a moment just now, Li Fan felt like he was losing his soul.

I am almost no longer myself.

It was terribly uncomfortable.

Faced with his true feelings, Li Fan was unwilling to admit, but he had to admit the fact that he neither wanted to be separated from Han Qiaoqiao nor Yang Meilu.

This mentality made him a little scared. After all, he could not be responsible for the two girls.

Li Fan couldn't accept such a thing in his heart, Yang Meilu couldn't accept such a thing in his heart, and Han Qiaoqiao couldn't accept such a thing in his heart either.

Li Fan's heart tightened and he could not relax for a moment.

I can't think about things, but I can't control myself from thinking about them.

Li Fan kissed Yang Meilu and squeezed her hand tightly, but a cute smile with tiger teeth appeared in his mind.

Bystanders are clear, but the authorities are confused.

Especially for such a relationship, I become obsessed with it.

At some point, Li Fan felt Yang Meilu cry, and clear, cold tears fell on his face.

There was an unexplained pain in his heart, and Li Fan's heart was tightened again.

"Why are you crying?" Li Fan pushed Yang Meilu away and asked with a distressed look on his face.

Yang Meilu lowered her head and wiped her tears. She didn't want to say anything, so she crawled into Li Fan's arms.

Lying in Li Fan's arms, she felt a sense of security. The person she loved had not left, he was still there and was always with her.

Hiding in Li Fan's arms, Yang Meilu didn't want to say a word, she just wanted to be quiet.

But the tears couldn't be stopped.

Li Fan felt particularly painful. He felt that he was a sinner, feeling sorry for both Han Qiaoqiao and Yang Meilu.

And now, as a man, he is powerless and has no choice.

Li Fan's heart felt like it had been cut open with a knife, and there was no place for his blood to be poured out, just waiting to dry up.

Li Fanduo wanted to hug Yang Meilu, give her a deep kiss, and promise that the two of them would be together peacefully for the rest of their lives.

But he can't.

There is still a light figure in his heart and a touching smile.

It's also impossible to let go.

Or I don’t know how to face it.

Li Fan's whole heart was hanging in the air and never fell.

Difficult to settle.

Maybe he would be shaken by Yang Meilu's tears, words, and deep kiss, and he didn't even know how long he could hold on.

Li Fan really didn't want to hurt Yang Meilu, but he couldn't accept her.

Li Fan himself doesn't know where the relationship between the two lies.

"Stop crying, okay?" Li Fan's voice was soft, and he slowly kissed Yang Meilu's face: "I feel bad."

This sentence held great weight in Yang Meilu's heart. Her cheeks immediately turned red, and an inexplicable emotion arose. It seemed that everything else didn't matter, as long as Li Fan's words were enough.

He feels sorry for himself, and that's enough.

At the same time, Yang Meilu was a little embarrassed and turned over to hide her face so that others would not see her red and hot cheeks.

But now the root of her neck was red.

"What's wrong?" Li Fan couldn't help but ask as he didn't know what Yang Meilu was thinking.

"It's nothing, I just feel so happy." Yang Meilu said what was in her heart.

"Happiness?" Li Fan looked surprised. He was a little confused and didn't know why Yang Meilu was happy.

"Because you care about me, I feel very happy, very satisfied, and very happy." Yang Meilu turned over again, lying in Li Fan's arms and said, with a happy smile on her lips.

The happiness in her mind is actually very simple, just being with Li Fan and listening to him say some caring words.

Every sentence is sweeter than honey, sweet to the heart and hard to let go.

Li Fan looked at Yang Meilu's appearance and felt a little sad, a little sad, a little dumbfounded, and a little inexplicably distressed.

She didn't want much, but she couldn't satisfy it.

After all, she was the one he liked. Li Fan also blamed himself in his heart, lowered his head and remained silent.

He felt that his heart was moving back bit by bit, being broken by Yang Meilu bit by bit.

Is that girl in my heart, that innocent smile, still there today?

Li Fan caressed Yang Meilu's long hair, looked at her smart and beautiful big eyes, and her crystal clear eyes, and fell into a trance without realizing it.

The wall in my heart takes another step back.

At the same time, there was a huge pain in my heart, and the innocent smile seemed to freeze, and I looked at him blankly, as if to ask again.

It's always been you in my heart, why have you changed your mind?

His eyes were full of resentment and grievance, which made Li Fan feel even more distressed.

"No, no, no, I haven't changed my mind, I haven't changed my mind." Li Fan shook his head desperately, and he said this with pain.

"What? What's wrong with you?" At this moment, Yang Meilu looked at Li Fan.