Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

Si Moli was so wise and intelligent, he had already sensed that something was wrong.

If he and Song Nianhe had only known each other for a short time, and it was just a life-saving grace, she would not be able to be so comfortable in his circle.

Lin Zhen hurt her as much as her eyes.

Moreover, she calls Lin Zhen "Mom".

Have you changed your tune? Why?

It seemed that Song Nianhe was very familiar with him and the people and things around him.

That's why she eats so well.

It is impossible to rely on a life-saving grace alone.

Song Nianhe looked up at him: "Yes, I saved you."

"Is there no other reason?"

Song Nianhe's eyes lit up slightly.

Did he think of something? Do you have some clues and memory images?

"What do you think... could be the reason?" Song Nianhe asked cautiously, "Do you want to think about it?"

She reminded vaguely, not daring to emphasize it yet.

Because last time, she repeatedly stressed her name in an attempt to stimulate Si Moli's memory. As a result, he fell into confusion and confusion, and his headache felt like it was going to explode. The doctor came and injected him with a sedative, and he fell asleep and calmed down. Come down.

Therefore, Song Nianhe did not dare to provoke him any more.

He could only slowly and gently let him think of it on his own initiative.

Now it was Si Moli who mentioned it, so she immediately gave him appropriate guidance!

See if it can have any effect!

"What are you thinking about?" Si Moli asked, "Should I be thinking of something?"

He saw the light of suppressed hope in her eyes.

Strange, what was she expecting.

His chest felt a little tight, and something flashed through his mind, but it was so fast that Si Moli couldn't catch it.

If he tried to capture this scene, the heavy feeling in his chest would become heavier and heavier, making him almost breathless.

Therefore, Si Moli tried his best to ignore it.

Song Nianhe bit her lower lip slightly: "Can you remember?"

He frowned and shook his head.

The light in Song Nianhe's eyes dimmed instantly.

It's really difficult, it's not that easy.

He just forgot, he just woke up, and that memory was erased. How could it come back to his mind so quickly.

She was too impatient...

"It's nothing." Song Nianhe tugged his lips and smiled, "Go and lie down and avoid moving around. The doctor said you need to stay in bed for the next two days."

After saying that, she got up from the sofa and wanted to walk away.

My wrist suddenly tightened.

Si Moli directly pulled her to his side.

Song Nianhe was unprepared, exclaimed, stumbled, and fell directly into his arms.

Her nose bumped into his hard chest, her eyes were filled with stars, and she couldn't stand still.

She slid to the ground.

Si Moli looked down at her.

Seeing that she was about to fall, he grabbed her waist, gave her a point of support, and hugged her at the same time.

Song Nianhe threw herself into Si Moli's arms.

This embrace, this chest, she had relied on countless times.

For how many days and nights, how many times she was alone, she lay in Si Moli's arms like this, feeling his heartbeat, his breath lingering on the tip of her nose, her ears and temples rubbing together, and his gentle whispers.

Now, Song Nianhe is back in his arms.

It's a pity that the warmth of the past is gone.

But she was as greedy as ever and wanted to stay a little longer.

"Stupid woman." Si Moli complained unceremoniously, "You can't stand now? Or are you playing hard to get and throwing yourself into someone's arms?"