e.Gradually, he was no longer satisfied with just a taste of her...The man, unable to control his desires, gently lifted Liang Yimo's head and traced the outline of her lips with his tongue. He then d...The Dragon Guard coveted the fish in the little girl's hand, so he obediently did as she said.

After the fire died down, Liang Yimo shared two of the roasted fish in her hand with the Dragon Guards.

The Dragon Guard took a tiny bite and, finding the fish was exceptionally tasty, began to eat it greedily.

He truly realized that this little girl, Liang Yimo, was different from the girls in the city.

She's good at many things, and she's a true foodie.

After spending some time together, at night when sleeping, the Dragon Guard no longer lay on his "line of three eights," but unconsciously snuggled up with Liang Yimo and slept.

In the dusty, moth-eaten mosquito net, Grandma swayed a fan in her hands, fanning these two children.

Slowly, the Dragon Guard stopped resisting bathing with Liang Yimo.

Grandma's boiled wormwood bathwater, the two of them always manage to play in the wooden tub for a while before they're willing to come out.

Long's Guardian used to feel very lonely. Since coming here, a smile has appeared on his face more often.

In this world, the most delicious dishes are made by grandma, and the prettiest clothes and shoes are also made by her.

In Liang Yimo's eyes, her grandmother was her superhero.

After all, no feast lasts forever.

Long Zhiwei's mother has returned, and she is taking Long Zhiwei back to the city.

That day, when Aunt Two came back, Grandma went out for a medical check-up.

Only Liang Yimo and Long Zhiwei were left at home.

Liang Yimo watched as the mother of Long Zhiwei, also known as her aunt, rummaged through boxes in their grandmother's bedroom looking for something.

Until Aunt Two pulled out a yellow booklet, she flipped through it for a few glances before hurriedly stuffing it into her cloth bag.

Then Auntie Two helped Long Zhiwei pack his clothes. She glanced at Liang Yimo standing guard by the door, then walked over to her, knelt down, and took her little hand, saying softly, "Yimo, when grandma comes back, you tell grandma that Auntie Two took Xiao Wei away!"

Liang Yimo nodded obediently.

Aunt Two smiled faintly, lifted her hand, and rubbed Liang Yimo's little head.

Just look at this little girl, she only had a ponytail. Auntie Two brought over a comb and styled Liang Yimo's hair into a beautiful princess hairstyle.

Auntie Second also "produced" a pink little dress from her bag.

She helped Liang Yimo get dressed, then took her hand and brought her to the Dragon Guard sitting on the steps outside. She asked, “Xiaowei, does my sister look good in this pink dress”

"Well, she's pretty! Just like a little princess!" Long Zhiwei nodded and then looked at his mother, saying, "Mom, can we take my sister with us"

"Little Wei, we can't take your sister! Your sister has a grandmother and her own parents," Aunt Two comforted Long Zhiwei.

Long Zhiwei glanced at Liang Yimo again, got up from the steps, walked in front of Liang Yimo, took out the small harmonica from his trouser pocket, and handed it to Liang Yimo.

"When I grow up, I'll come back and marry you, take you away from this mountain and show you the big city we have, alright" Long Zhiwei swore solemnly.

Liang Yimo took the small harmonica and nodded slightly.

Aunt Two could only smile helplessly, then took Long Zhiwei's hand and bid farewell to Liang Yimo before walking out of the courtyard wall.

Liang Yimo did not know what "marriage" meant, and she did not know when they would meet again after this parting.

She only remembered that when Xiao Wei left, the colorful morning glories on the fence were in full bloom.

Two little white butterflies danced gracefully on the fence wall. Unknowingly, they flew towards the azure sky.

When Tong Yimo opened her eyes, the room was gray and dim.

Outside the window, a ray of light seeped in through the gap in the curtains.

What time is it

Tong Yimo instinctively sat up, reaching for her phone from the nightstand. She glanced at the time on the screen.

5:30 in the morning…

As it turned out, she had a dream about a real memory.

As a child, she had forgotten many things, even the dragon guard who swore to marry her and take her away from that mountain when they grew up.

It wasn't until this moment that Tong Yimo remembered she had an aunt, and her aunt had a son whose biological father was unknown.

After rubbing her sleepy eyes, Tong Yimo could no longer fall asleep. She got out of bed and went to the inner bathroom to wash up.

She still couldn't remember where Grandma's book of "Gu Zha" had gone.

Perhaps, it's just because she was too young at the time, so she couldn't remember!

Tong Yimo felt guilty for not being able to recall the past and help even the doctor.

Life hung in the balance, yet she was powerless to help.

After waking up early, Tong Yimo strolled in the backyard of her private residence, but she never expected to run into Big Brother Leng Yeshen.

He was wearing sneakers, a white tank top, white shorts that reached mid-thigh, and his hands were wrapped in white bandages. He was practicing boxing against a wooden post in the garden.

Cold Night has devilishly sculpted muscles, a tall and slender frame instead of being bulky, with sharp and elongated features, making him handsome and dashing.

Tong Yimo gradually came to her senses, looking at Leng Yechen's face. For a moment, she seemed to see Leng Zhujing.

15411/41883797 didn't stop for a moment, she struggled constantly, shouting: "Damn it! How is it you again! Let me go! Put me down!"Her fists pounding on his chest, acted as a catalyst in his eyes.deepened his desi...