"Decision." Mu Yutian gently called out his name.

Murong Yanxing was on the other end of the phone and heard Mu Yutian's voice, he felt relieved immediately.

"Well, it's me." Murong Yanxing chatted with the phone and couldn't help but gently curl the corners of his lips, "How are you?"

"Yes... it's pretty good, Doudou is also very good. We just broke up today. I went home and are now in our room." Mu Yutian said this on purpose, seeing if he would think of this and himself.

"Then what position are you lying on the bed now?" Murong Yanxing deliberately lowered his voice a little bit, and with the words he used, it made people involuntarily think a little bit wrong.

"Hey! No matter how normal it is, why do you say it in your mouth? It's so abnormal!" Mu Yutian hummed, "I'm lying on the bed in a large shape now, how are you?"

Mu Yutian said, and she really lay on the bed on her back...

"If I were by your side, I would have turned over, pressed above you, looked at your face, then kissed you, and then..." Murong Yanxing said with a smile.

When Mu Yutian heard Murong Yan's words of censorship, she not only did not get angry as before, but instead couldn't help but turn red.

Now, she was really imagining that Murong Yanxing would look at him condescendingly above him. She could see his handsome face at a strange angle, but even at such an angle, he was still beautiful.

Murong Yanxing would lean down and kiss her. He would always start from his forehead, kiss to his lips, and then her neck and her collarbone.

On the shoulders and neck, he will leave his kiss marks domineeringly...

"I miss you..." Mu Yutian's voice was as light as a feather with almost no weight, but it was this feather that fell in someone's heart and turned into a heavy feather.

"Be good." Murong Yanxing's heart moved, and the four words "Mu Yutian" touched his heart.

It's a sweet and a little sour feeling...

If I say it out, probably no one will believe it.

The Belarus Ghost of the Independent Army actually tasted the feeling of separation and warming up the relationship with his fiancée in a place of war.

"I miss you too." Murong Yanxing responded without hesitation.

Mu Yutian turned her body, and her heart was beating violently in her chest.

She held the phone, as if she could feel the temperature of the person through the faint electronic signals.

"I don't believe it... I miss me, you've been calling back for so long. You have to stay there for a month and a half, and now most of the month has passed. Judging from this situation... you should call me at most three times, right? Or... Is it too busy over there?" Although Mu Yutian was a little resentful, she still understood him in the end.

Murong Yanxing heard a chuckling sound from the other end of the phone.

"What are you laughing at!"

"Nothing." Murong Yanxing replied quickly, "What time is it on your side? When will you rest?"

"You haven't saved a beautiful refugee girl, right?" Mu Yutian asked without answering him.

"Imagination is getting richer, but I'm not afraid of any handsome guys you meet there. After all,... you won't be able to meet a man who is better than me."

"Narcissistic you!"

The atmosphere is warm and beautiful. This faint sorrow of parting is probably the same as the bitterness in chocolate, and it is not really too difficult to swallow.
Chapter completed!