Ever since he was a child, he had read so many stories about love that the male protagonist would sacrifice himself for the female protagonist. He was even willing to give up in order for the female protagonist to live a better life. Of course, he would not bring the female protagonist into a dangerous world, no matter how much the female protagonist loved the male protagonist.
And Mo Xiuyuan, this man, did not even ask for her opinion. He said that he wanted her to be with him for life.
In this bloodthirsty country, he pulled her tightly to his side.
She was silent.
The silence made Mo Xiuyuan a little nervous.
Mo Yuanli looked at them from afar, a smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
He had heard ye Heng say before that his big brother had changed because he had a wife.
He actually didn’t quite believe it.
Now, he was actually a little jealous.
His brother’s gentleness had always been given to him. Of course, it was only when he was young.
